Tumgik
#fanficfreek
2dfanficfreek · 2 years
Text
Waking Up In Vegas | KTH | 39
Tumblr media
Summary, Warnings, & Chapter List
The reunion of the Pomeranians was amazing. First, they barked at one another while jumping up and down. Then, they sniffed and licked one another, followed by a few dances. Finally, they climbed into the dog bed together and snuggled in where Bijou quickly fell asleep. Yeontan kept his head up, scanning the room as if he were on guard; of which Cynara and TaeHyung both watched over video chat.
“She must be jetlagged,” Cynara cooed. “My heart is so happy to see this.”
“What time is it in Paris?” TaeHyung’s sister asked them.
“Three in the morning,” he answered with a sleepy smile. “Seeing this is worth it.”
“You’re going to need a week to reset your clock when you return,” his father warned them.
“Probably,” he yawned.
“We stopped by the house on our way to pick up Tannie,” his mother spoke up. “It is finished. It is very beautiful; you will like it.”
“Did you take photos?”
“No, you can wait until you get home. Surprise.”
“Eomma!” he whined as Cynara burst into a fit of cackles.
“We are meeting with Lance after lunch to work on the wedding.”
“It never ends,” he sighed.
“It will end and then you’ll go back to work,” his father mumbled.
“Today is not that day,” he smiled with a nod.
“Go back to sleep,” his mother smiled at the two faces in the screen, realizing for the first time how normal it seemed for Cynara to be with her son.
“Thank you for taking such good care of my Bijou,” Cynara offered a relaxed sigh.
“They’re both very happy to be back together.”
“As it should be,” TaeHyung grinned at his mother. “Bye!”
“Bye!” everyone waved before ending the chat.
Cynara fell back into her pillows and relaxed.
“Our puppies are now completely happy,” TaeHyung placed his phone on the bed table and turned off the light.
“I hope her appetite comes back.”
“It will,” he pulled her into his arms. “Now sleep,” he kissed her nose. “Tomorrow, we Chanel.”
She smiled before snuggling up to him.
.
Matching jewelry… collars for the dogs… dresses and suits…
They had their purchases sent to their hotel before meeting Jason in the entry of the boutique.
“This is our last day here before we head to the Riviera… what sounds good for lunch?” Cynara held tightly to TaeHyung’s hand as they slowly walked toward a waiting car.
“Bread and cheese,” he laughed.
“Mmm…” she nodded her head. “Good choice,” she looked up at Jason. “Saint-Germain-des-Prés, it’s on the left bank, please. It is foodie heaven.”
“Sounds good,” he nodded with a smile.
.
“I feel like I should be making a photo album for them,” Jimin skimmed through the latest batch of photos TaeHyung had sent.
“That’s not a bad idea,” NamJoon rolled his eyes around in thought as they all sat around the conference table at work. “Are any of you giving them gifts besides money?”
“I want to buy them something nice for their house,” Hobi scratched his temple. “Tae already had many paintings purchased, though.”
“I think we need to see the house and decide what they need,” Jimin suggested, still scrolling through photos.
“I doubt they have a lot of couple clothes,” JungKook spoke up.
“Oooh… A cute winter coat set sounds good,” SeokJin immediately opened his browser to search. “Burberry, I think…”
“Pajamas…” JungKook also began shopping on his phone.
“Does anyone know the address? I’ll have some flowers delivered for their homecoming,” Jimin spoke while typing.
“His mom sent it to me,” NamJoon forwarded the message.
“Should we have a party for them?” Hobi looked around. “I mean… I really feel like we should show them that we support them this time. I think we need to publicly show our acceptance.”
NamJoon stared at him for a moment before answering. “I think we need the advice of Hyung-nim for that one.”
“I’ll call him,” SeokJin nodded. “Perhaps HYBE could foot the bill and try to make up for trying to split them.”
“Get ‘em, hyungie,” YoonGi grinned at him.
.
“Please, no photos,” Jason blocked a camera phone as TaeHyung and Cynara sat inside a restaurant and sipped on wine.
“Are you used to this?” she stared out the window for a moment before turning back to her husband.
“You never get used to it,” he sighed, reaching across the table to play with her fingers. “He’s good, though. I trust him.”
“So do I,” she nodded. “I have questions.”
“Okay,” he answered slowly.
“There is no set time for our ceremony?”
“Paebak begins at dusk because of balance… day and night,” he tried to explain. “Light and dark.”
“Okay, I understand. I need to pick out wooden ducks?”
He thew his head back in laughter.
“This is funny?” she smiled at him.
“Who is making you help with plans? That’s a gift from my family to your parents.”
“Lance,” she sighed. “He’s excited and he loves your mom.”
“Tell him… if he keeps bother you on our honeymoon, we will have to take another after the Korean wedding.”
“Ah!” she burst into giggles. “I will do just that!” she began typing on her phone.
“No more working,” he demanded. “I’ll steal your phone.”
“Yes, sweetheart,” she answered playfully.
He smiled as he stared into her eyes, once again getting lost in their crystal blue depths. Would he ever get tired of them? Could he ever? “I love you.”
She grinned at him, loving the way he looked at her every time he did that. “I love you.”
“Are you ready?”
“I am ready to head south and shed some clothes,” she teased him. “I have a new bikini to break in.”
“And I will wrap you up in a coat so no one else can see,” he goaded her.
“You didn’t do that when we visited Jeju!”
“We weren’t followed by cameras then,” he sighed. “Fine. Let everyone see how beautiful my wife is.”
“You’re the only one who can have me,” she reminded him.
He licked his bottom lip and rolled his eyes. “Today will be much longer if you talk like that.”
“So I should tease you more?” she gently brushed the top of her foot against the outside of his calf.
“Baby…” he growled lowly.
“Fine,” she pulled back and finished off her wine. “I shall be a good wifey today.”
He grabbed her hand and raised his eyebrows. “Please. Don’t.”
21 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 2 years
Text
Stubborn Pride in Triplicate (73)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
The next morning, Finna sat at the end of the banquet table and ate breakfast while speaking to her sisters and brothers.
“My Queen,” the Keeper of the Records knelt at her side. “May we begin itemizing your coronation gifts?”
She nodded before wiping her fingers onto a napkin. “Please.”
Thor and Jane arrived and took their seats as he looked toward her. “I cannot believe you are awake and functioning after last night’s festivities.”
“She hasn’t slept yet,” Fandral informed him. “I’m expecting her to fall asleep on Hliðskjálf as soon as her bum touches it!”
“That’s my Finna!” Ragnar raised his glass to her.
“Some things are more important than sleep,” she nodded as everyone shared a laugh.
“From Eitri of Nidavellir, the Tarnhelm,” the Keeper presented her.
“I thought it a fable,” her eyes widened as she took it from him.
“Well? Try it!” Elin goaded her.
She slowly placed the helmet onto her head before she disappeared entirely.
“Are they sure it’s wise to give her such toys?” Hogun smirked.
“Ooh! Fun!” her laughter echoed throughout the hall.
Sif walked into the hall and looked around. “Where’s… Ah!” she jumped as she felt a swat to her backside.
Everyone laughed at her expense as Finna appeared behind her. “I like this one!” she handed the helmet back to the Keeper. He nodded while making notes on a golden tablet.
She hugged and kissed Sif on the cheek as they walked to the table.
“Glad I could entertain The Queen this morning,” she rolled her eyes.
“From Freyja, the Brisingmen,” the Keeper presented her with a necklace.
“The Fire Necklace?” Thor cocked his eyebrow.
“It’s beautiful,” Finna ran her fingers across it. “Please invite her for tea at her earliest convenience.”
“The Keeper nodded.
“My Queen,” an attendant bowed in front of her. “Freyr of Alfheim is here to present his gift to you.”
She nodded her head before turning to Thor and widening her eyes. He only smiled in return.
“My Queen,” the ruler of the Light Elves, twin brother to Freyja, and fellow Van, bowed to her.
“My Lord,” she nodded to him.
“A gift for your coronation, may I present Fragarach,” he placed a sword across her lap.
She gasped as she took the weapon from him. “The Sword of Air,” she whispered. “I am honored.”
Volstagg raised his eyebrows and turned to Leif.
“Vanirian. No armor can stop it.”
“It grants its wielder command over the powers of wind,” Freyr smiled.
Finna met his eyes as he nodded. She lifted the sword and grinned as the winds picked up, nearly blowing the banquet food right off the table.
“She is having too much fun!” Sif laughed.
“Thank you,” Finna handed the sword to The Keeper.
Freyr bowed before taking his leave.
“From Ullr of Ydalir, Ichaival,” the Keeper buzzed around, not stopping a moment.
“That, I’ve seen in action!” Thor pointed to the bow. “For every one arrow you shoot, it releases ten!”
“Why do you get all the good stuff?” Fandral pouted.
“I can share,” she smirked.
“Right,” everyone sang.
“My Queen, Surtur of Muspelheim is here to present a gift.”
Her eyes immediately shot to Thor. “Is it normal for the Fire Demons to request an audience?”
“No,” he answered plainly as everyone rose to their feet.
“My Queen,” he bowed at her feet. “Congratulations on your coronation. As a token of my great joy in your rule, may I present you with Melrakki,” he held his hand out, moving her gaze to the outdoors.
Finna watched him for a moment before walking out to the balcony to see a magnificent white dragon sitting in the courtyard of Valaskjálf. Her eyes widened as the scaly creature bowed to her. “I can hear her thoughts,” she mumbled.
“When word reached us of your ascension to the throne, Melrakki offered herself as a gift. She believes she can serve you well,” Surtur offered.
“I am honored,” she nodded down at the dragon. “Thank you.”
He bowed to her before taking his leave, everyone in the room allowing an audible sigh to leave their chest.
“Wow,” Thor spoke slowly as he looked down at the amazing creature.
“She’s quite intelligent,” Finna smiled. “And funny.”
“Are you sure Asgard is ready for a Royal Dragon?” Balder asked from beside her.
“She’s here whether Asgard is ready or not,” she turned on her heel. “Please show Melrakki to Fensalir and let her choose one of the banquet halls to call home.”
“My Queen,” one of the attendants bowed as The Keeper kept diligent notes.
“My Queen,” another attendant bowed. “Gullveig of Vanaheim…”
She broke into a huge grin as she ran up and threw her arms around her. “Gullveig! How are you?”
“So proud to see you on the throne of Asgard!” she laughed.
“Thank you, my friend!”
“I come bearing a gift,” she presented her with an item of clothing. “It is the Falcon Cloak. It transforms whomever wields it into a falcon and bestows the gift of flight.”
“That is amazing! Thank you!”
“Vanaheim believes in our queen. Do not hesitate to use me in any way you need.”
She nodded silently. “I’m humbled and honored.”
She kissed her forehead before taking her leave.
Odin appeared as if from nowhere and looked around. “Good morning, everyone! I trust you all slept well?” he chuckled.
Finna glanced over at Thor, who suddenly stiffened up and stood at his full height.
“Some of us have yet to slumber,” Volstagg raised his glass.
Finna flicked her fingers out, freezing everyone in the hall except Thor and Odin. Loki smirked arrogantly as he turned into his normal form and glared down at her. “You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?”
Thor stood there, staring as his mind tried desperately to take in this new information. “You’re still not dead?”
“Wow,” he laughed. “It’s great to see you too, brother.”
He turned his gaze to Finna. “And you knew?” he shook his head. “You had to have known.”
“I had my suspicions,” she explained. “I knew he was an imposter…”
“We’ve lost our connection,” Loki sighed painfully. “Nothing between us has been the same since our annulment.”
“That was completely your doing, you know,” Thor snipped.
“I do know,” he locked eyes with him. “I’d like to make amends.”
“Excuse me?” he laughed incredulously. “No.”
“And just why not?”
“She thought you dead!” he angered. “The first time was bad enough, but this time… she put herself through hell, Loki,” he slowly locked eyes with her.
“That’s why I need to be here, to help her heal.”
“She is mine now; I will attend to her emotional needs.”
“I deserve to see my wife and son!”
“My son!” his voice echoed throughout the hall.
Loki turned away and set his jaw as Finna watched quietly.
“She will never love you again,” he nodded before spinning on his heel and walking off.
“Well…” Finna cleared her throat. “There you have it.”
“He speaks for you now?”
“No, but it was quite entertaining. He speaks from a place of pride, though. I belong to no man.”
His eyes misted over. “And where does that leave me?”
“I’m not sure… Svartalfheim maybe?” she knew what she said had cut him right through to the core, but she had to do it. He had to realize just how deeply he had hurt her.
She waved her hand, forcing him back into Odin’s form before once again flicking her fingers and unfreezing everyone.
“Where’s Thor?” Jane looked around.
“Oh… he’s checking on the children,” she smiled.
8 notes · View notes
cherryblossomfic · 3 years
Text
Star-Crossed Myth | Valentine’s Day On Earth (NSFW)
Tumblr media
SUMMARY: Along with the other fallen Gods of the Zodiac, their Minister of the Crown Alopex, Goddess of Seduction, Ruler of Vulpecula, and younger sister of Leon must continue to fulfill her duties to the King of the Heavens. This includes her duties to Earth on what the humans refer to as ‘Valentine’s Day,’ even though her punishment also included the removal of her wings. Weakened by the Mark of Sin, she is accompanied by Partheno, The God of Love, and supervised by her own Gods of Wishes and Punishments, as well as the Reincarnated Goddess to ensure her job is pulled off as flawlessly as possible. Will her hard work allow her to absolve her sins and return to the Heavens? And will her true love, Scorpio, ever forgive her for what she had to do to earn her fall from the Heavens?
WORD COUNT: 5K
PAIRING: Leon x Dionyssa (The Reincarnated Goddess), Ichthys x Kerasea (Princess of the Heavens), Scorpio x Alopex
GENRE: Otome Fanfic/Smut
WARNINGS: Violence, Angst, Anger, Language, Godly Sexy Time, NSFW
Dionyssa met Scorpio and Zyglavis at the reflection pool with Alopex hot on her heels. Zyglavis immediately handed a file to his superior and waited for her to read it over.
"Excuse me?" her eyes flashed pink immediately.
"What?" Scorpio's head whipped up at the sound of her voice. "You can't give her that one!" Was the King purposely trying to drive her insane?
"I have direct orders," he lowered his eyes.
"He's having way too much fun with this shit!" she yelled up into the air.    
"Let's assess the situation first," Zyglavis moved his hand across the water. As it rippled, they arrived at a scene.
"The husband is mentally and physically abusing his wife," Alopex was seething. Her eyes glowed pink as they continue to watch. The man had finished beating his wife into submission before soothing her and offering her diamonds and jewels. "This is the cruelest form of seduction," her body burst forth into pink flames as her hair too began to turn pink.
Scorpio and Zyglavis looked at one another, questioningly.
"Remember the rules, Alopex," Zyglavis reminded her.
She stared at the reflection for a moment before placing her hand on Dionyssa's shoulder. She waved her hand, forming a huge pink plume of smoke before snapping her fingers.
"Next," she returned to normal before glancing up at Zyglavis.
"Wh... what did you do?" Dionyssa asked.
"He was suddenly overcome by a raging virus. His throat is swollen, so he cannot speak. His body is weak, so he cannot physically hurt her. When she begrudgingly takes him to the hospital, someone will notice her wounds and report him to the authorities. She will be single and living on her own by the next full moon," she snapped her tongue. "Next."
"That was pure genius," Scorpio gave her a smile. “You are the master.”
Zyglavis handed her the next file. She sighed and returned to the reflecting pool before once again placing her hand on Dionyssa's shoulder. The scene this time was of a young woman who was jealous of the attention her crush had on another. She was about to post fake images of her rival on social media just as Alopex snapped her fingers. Before the lady could stop, she had posted images of herself instead.
"Wow," Dionyssa threw her hand over her mouth.
"That is a just punishment," Zyglavis smirked.
"I've got the next one," Scorpio placed his hand on Dionyssa’s shoulder and waved his hand, producing the scene of an angry wife. She had just found out, before Valentine's Day, that her husband was cheating on her with their babysitter. She was in the process of slashing his tires when Scorpio lifted his hand.
"Wait," Alopex stopped him. "Hasn't she been punished enough?"
"This isn't right," he frowned.
She turned her eyes to his. "She deserves a bit of leniency, given the circumstances."
"What would you suggest?"
"She still needs to be punished," Zyglavis spoke up.
"She does," she waved her hand over the reflection, creating a whirlpool of pink water. Scorpio noticed that she wasn't touching Dionyssa, as did she. Her eyes glowed bright pink as she whispered into the water. "No man is worth your dignity. Walk away from him, and never look back."
The woman stopped suddenly, as if she had heard Alopex's words. She slowly rose to her feet, wiped her tears, dropped the knife into the nearest trash can, and walked off.
"Punish her as you see fit," she stared at the reflection before turning to leave.
Scorpio quickly snapped his fingers, causing the police to show up before she could get away. She was going to be punished by the local authorities, but it would be up to the husband to press charges.
.
Dionyssa walked down the hall toward Leon's room to find Scorpio staring out the window at the end of the hall. He suddenly turned to run down the stairs.
"What the hell is..." Leon walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulder, when he looked out to the courtyard and saw his sister sitting under the gazebo, on a bench, her knees in her chest and arms over her head as she faced away.  As Scorpio slowly walked up behind her, he sighed. "Oh."
.        
Scorpio sat down next to Alopex and waited a moment before speaking. "Did you mean what you said?"
She sighed, refusing to let him see her cry. She remained where she was, facing away as she answered. "It's the logical thing to do."
"It is," he bit his lip as he watched the back of her head. "Why doesn't it feel right, then?"
"If logic hurts this badly... I suppose the only answer is to be illogical," she rolled her eyes. "I'm screwed either way," she half-laughed.
"Can I please... see your face before I pour my heart out to you?" he reached for her shoulder.
She closed her eyes and sighed before turning to face him.
He saw her tear-stained cheeks and frowned. "Vix..." it broke his heart to see her so sad. He then moved her cape aside to glance at the mark on her shoulder. "You did that for me?"
"It doesn't matter. My choice was my own. I took a chance... and made a grave error in judgement."
"I missed you," he whispered. "I missed you so freaking much," he sighed. "I honestly never thought I'd see you again."
"And I never gave up," tears again betrayed her. "I'm pathetic."
"No," he reached for her hand. "You're strong... so much stronger than I am."
"No..."
"You're beautiful, and you're intelligent, and so confident... and I love you so fucking much."        
She lost her breath as she looked into his eyes.
As their lips came together, a pink shockwave flew out from them in all directions.      
.
"What was that?" Dionyssa caught her breath.
"When two Gods are truly in love, it changes them. That was their hearts, beating as one. Look," he pointed to the flowers, peeking up through the snow, blooming right before their eyes.
"How beautiful," she cuddled into him as he kissed her forehead.
.
"That should have been our first kiss," Scorpio whispered.
She looked up into his eyes as she placed her right hand over his heart. A smile spread across her face as she leaned in to kiss him again.
"As pissed off as I am that you sinned to get here, I am so happy to see you again."
"I feel responsible for you being here."                    
"No..."
"I pushed you to complete those missions for the King when I knew you didn't want to. You were trying to pull away from that life. It was becoming too much like your past life as a human, and I..."      
"It's over," he whispered. "Right now, you should focus on resting up for tomorrow."
She sighed as she dropped her eyes.      
"Hey," he lifted her chin to look into her eyes. "I'll be right here, cheering you on and waiting for you to return. I'm not going anywhere ever again. I love you."
"I love you," she pressed her lips against his.
                                                         ❤︎
“I have to work tomorrow. I might be able to take you out for a quick meal, but I need to keep an eye on my sister,” Leon sighed as he ran his fingers through Dionyssa’s hair.
“What are you saying?” she looked up at him.
“Romance tonight… holiday tomorrow.”
“Oh?” he ears perked up. “Okay… I left your gifts at home anyway.”
“You bought me gifts?” he smirked at her. 
“Of course I did. It’s Valentine’s Day.”
“You never cease to amaze me,” he leaned down to kiss her, pulling her into his room with a slam of the door behind them. He ran his hands up her arms as the most powerful sensations she had ever felt slammed through her body.
“Ah!” she threw her head back as he smiled. He loved using his powers on her. “We’re not going out first?”
“That’s tomorrow night,” he kissed her.
“And this is tonight,” she pushed against him as her bodily responses sped into overdrive.
A guttural growl rumbled from deep in his chest as they pounced on one another, grabbing at clothes and throwing them away while making their way to the bed.
He always had to remind himself to be gentle and to hold back. Humans were much more fragile than the Goddesses he had been with in the past. It would devastate him to kill his woman in the heat of passion.
Every God in the house suddenly looked up toward Leon’s room, bursting into a bright smile before going back to their own business. Alopex grinned as she walked down the hall toward the baths.
“He is definitely my brother,” she grinned as Ichthys followed her.
Scorpio looked up from reading over paperwork to see Teorus tiptoe after them. “Dipshits,” he mumbled before retuning his attention to the papers.
                                                        ❤︎
Dionyssa opened her eyes very early the next morning to find Leon gone. She quickly dressed and walked out to find all 18 of the top-tier Gods in a circle, with Alopex in the middle.
Each of them raised their hand and pointed their palms toward her as her mark began to change. The sun circling the raven completely disappeared, and the raven itself faded to a light gray. Alopex closed her eyes in pain for only a moment, but when she opened them, they were pure, crystal pink as her hair drained of all color, leaving it a silvery white. This is why she was also known as Vixen, for she was The White Fox.  
Her body began to levitate as her clothes changed into a deep purple gown adorned in stars and trimmed in white fox fur with a wide silver belt wrapped around her waist.
She lowered back to her feet and looked down at her hands for a moment, letting her body get used to wielding her powers once again before looking up to Zyglavis and nodding.
Partheno stepped up and knelt before her. "My Lady, I am ready."
She took his hand and nodded before glancing at Scorpio. Dionyssa swore she saw him smile for the first time--ever.        
"24 hours is yours, Goddess," Zyglavis bowed to her.
"Shall we then?" she let out a deep breath just before disappearing.
.
Leon quickly grabbed Dionyssa's hand and teleported them to the fountain in his room. "You have to see this. It's the most incredible sight in universe."
She raised her eyebrows as he waived his hand across the fountain and watched Partheno and Alopex fly through the city. She waved her hand, producing pink dust that found its way to anyone who needed it.
Occasionally, she would land to observe people for a moment. If she decided they needed an extra push, she would touch one half of the couple and then form an arrow of light. Like Cupid, she would shoot the other half straight into the heart and then leave, smiling, as her magic was left to work.
"I taught her that," Tauxolouve grinned from over Dionyssa's shoulder.
.        
"You are so good at this," Partheno grinned at her.
"Losing my wings wasn't as big a problem as I thought," she sighed. "I still miss them, though."
"You're still you, Alo."
"Thank you," she looked around and turned to find a large area in which she was needed. She burst into pink flames as she slowly walked through the crowd and, touching one by one, blessed them with just the amount of love and peace they needed to accomplish their love goals for that night.
.        
"Damn, she's beautiful," they looked up to see Scorpio watching from next to Huedhaut.
Leon slowly turned to him. "So, you finally did it, huh?"
"Is that a problem?"
"It's a huge problem," he growled, "but if you make my sister happy, I can overlook it."
"I'm not sure of anything as long as we're trapped on this damn rock, but... yeah. Eternity with my Vixen sounds pretty freakin' awesome."
"Enough with the pet names," he rolled his eyes. "Do whatever the hell you want."
Dionyssa waited a while before asking a question that had weighed on her mind. "If she's your younger sister... why does she outrank you?"
The other Gods froze, smiles on their faces as they looked up and waited for Leon's answer.
"Because of that," he pointed into the reflecting pool. "She can read what is truly in a heart... and I've never really cared before..."
He stopped speaking, but she knew what he meant. He didn't care about love until he met her.
.
That night, Leon treated Dionyssa to a nice restaurant and a bit of shopping, human things that she seemed to like, before they returned to the mansion. With it being such a big day for both departments, she sat back and resumed her watch over Alopex as the remaining Gods caught up on paperwork and waited.
.
As the sun rose the next morning, the door opened and everyone who had been waiting sat up straight. Dionyssa was apparently sound asleep with her head in Leon's lap (how embarrassing!), but the Gods all bowed to her.
"Thank you," she smiled for them.
"For you," Huedhaut handed her glass of wine.
"I'm going to need it..." she suddenly lost her breath as she doubled over in pain. Scorpio was there in a second, holding her hand as her mark reappeared in full. Her hair and eyes slowly returned to normal, as her purple gown disappeared, and a peach and gold single-shouldered silk tunic took its place.
"I've got'cha," Scorpio whispered gently to her as she returned to her feet.
She took a few breaths before clearing her throat and drinking down her wine.
Once the Goddess had taken the first sip, the Gods raised their cups and toasted her. "To Alopex!"
"I really missed you guys," she broke into laughter as they all followed.
That's about the time Dionyssa woke up and looked around.
.
"You had fun. Admit it, you tooootaly did," Ichthys grinned at Alopex.
"It was different," she spoke slowly. "Having Partheno there to spot what I missed, not having my wings... having a set timeframe... It was strange," she relaxed.
"I'm just glad you were respectful enough not to pull any pranks this year," Zyglavis spoke to Ichthys.
Ichthys dropped his mouth open to mock offense as Leon and Alopex both nodded in agreement.
"Last year was messy, Ik," Scorpio agreed.
"But you're still talking about it," he smirked proudly.
"Because of the carnage," Dui's eyes widened in terror. "I still have nightmares."
"You don't sleep!" he pushed him away playfully. "Besides, Alo totally has the authority to kill me and let's face it, Zig and Scorpy would be more than happy to oblige."
"True," they spoke at the same time.
"It's called self-preservation. I won't crap on the boss lady's holy day... while she's on Earth and can reach me."
"You're a shit," she laughed before elbowing him.
Scorpio silently looked her over for a moment. "You should probably rest."
"I feel fine," she met his eyes while taking a long drink from her cup.
"I don't recall asking how you feel, Goddess," he growled lowly.
She licked the wine from her lips before turning to walk toward her room.
Scorpio watched her walk off for a moment before following her.
                                                      ❤︎
Alopex walked up to her bed and stopped as she stared off out the window and waited. Two warm hands slowly reached up her shoulders and moved her hair off over her right shoulder.
Scorpio smiled before kissing her neck. "Your thoughts are much less crazy today."
"And your heart is racing," she tilted her head, giving him better access.
He pushed her gown off her shoulder and looked down to see her mark before glancing up at her. "It's gotten lighter again," he whispered.        
"I don't care," she turned to push his jacket off of his shoulders.
"Woah, slow the hell down," he raised his voice.      
"You apparently don't know what it's like to have that much love, seduction, and lust coursing through your veins for an entire day," she kissed him roughly.
"Show me," he grinned as her gown fell to her feet.
She threw his white cotton shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere before reaching for his pants.
"Wait, these frickin' boots..."
"You can keep the boots on," she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth as he pulled his shirt off and threw it across the room.
"Damn it, woman. You can't say things like that and not expect consequences," he pushed her onto the bed and quickly unlaced his black boots before kicking out of his white uniform pants and crawling across to meet her. He kissed his way up her body as she threw her head back and smiled. "You'll let me know if you get tired, right?"
 "I'm planning on making love to you until I drop," she grinned brightly as he stopped at the mark on her shoulder and slowly pressed his lips against it. "And I've got the whole day off, so..."
He grinned evilly before looking up at her. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you," she replied quietly.
"This," he took her right hand and placed it over his heart, "beats only for you now."
Her eyes glowed pink for a moment before she looked straight into his eyes. His response was to slip his tongue between her full, pink lips and search out her sweet mouth.
She opened her eyes briefly to see him staring back at her before brushing her tongue against his. It was then that she felt his throbbing bulge pressing into her lower belly. She closed her eyes and tilted her head up to give him easier access as she pushed her hips into his. That was all the encouragement he needed before he carefully, slowly, pushed his way inside her.
He pushed up onto his hands to hover over her, taking in the sight of her auburn waves splayed around her head, her soft white skin reflecting the light of the morning sun, and her eyes, the color of the sunset, sparkling up into his. He wanted to remember everything about this moment, from the sounds that she made to her smells, and everything in between.
Finally, there was nothing between them. After decades of wanting her, she was his.
She brought her knees up as her fingers brushed up his back, slowly, and up to his shoulders. He growled deeply as he began to move, sliding against her as she closed her eyes and gasped in pleasure. Pushing up to his knees, he pulled her up with him and leaned back, opening her hips wide to deepen his penetration.
In no time at all, she was pulling at his hair, pulsating around him as her orgasm slammed through her body.
“I've been waiting so frickin' long to feel you do that,” he kissed her ear.
“Please do it again,” she brushed her nose against his.
“Yes, My Goddess,” he pulled her bottom lip into his mouth as he fell back with her atop and pushed up into her hips while pulling them toward him with his hands.
She placed her right hand on his chest and her left hand over his right as she pumped her legs, rising and falling onto him. Again, her body exploded into orgasmic bliss as she threw her head back to catch her breath.
In a flash, he pushed up and turned her around, pressing his hips into the back of hers as she pressed her back into his belly. “This isn’t slow,” she giggled.
“It can be,” he pulled her hair over her shoulder and kissed it while pressing his rock-hard erection into her from behind. He wouldn’t allow her to fall onto her hands, he kept his arms securely around her as he thrust as deeply as he could into her.
As he felt his release nearing, he slipped his right hand down between her thighs and moved his fingers over the most sensitive spot on her body. She reached up to grab his hair as her breathing increased and let his name escape her lips.
They both erupted into bliss and struggled to catch their breath as Scorpio looked down and frowned. Alopex felt him pull back and freeze. She closed her eyes and bit her lip as she felt his fingertips gently brush over the smooth, thin skin of one of the two long, wide scars between her shoulder blades.
"That bastard," he growled. "I didn't realize he..."
"It only took one swipe," she pulled away and fell to the bed. "I suppose I should be thankful for at least that."
"We're going to get them back," he hovered over her for a moment before placing a sweet kiss over one of them. "I swear, Vix. I'll do anything to get them back," he kissed the second scar.
She pushed him onto his side and turned to her side to look into his eyes. "No. That's exactly what he wants. He will use them to get his way again. I don't even want to know what he wants in exchange for them."    
He brought his hand up to her cheek as she pressed her forehead against his. "Show me," he whispered.
She closed her eyes as he did the same. At that moment, she offered her memory to him.
.
"You are hereby banished to Earth until such time as you are absolved of your sin!" The King announced before waving his hand, creating the mark on her shoulder. She looked down through tears of pain before looking up at him. "Am I to join the others?"
"You are," he watched her a moment. "However, your position in my court demands a more severe punishment than the others. I believe forfeiture of your wings would teach a far better lesson than simply falling from grace."
"No!" she lifted her palm toward him, but nothing happened. She turned her head to see a guard step toward her as she turned to punch him square in the nose. She then turned to kick another across the jaw before pulling her arm away from another and elbowing him in the chest.
Before she knew it, four guards had ahold of her as four more forced her to extend her wings. She screamed in anger as The King walked toward her, brandishing the Sword of Sovereignty.
"Alopex, Guardian of the Constellation Vulpecula, Advisor of the The King of the Heavens, Minister of the Crown, and Goddess of Seduction..." he paused. "You have been found guilty of severing a Holy Marriage of the Heavens, for using your powers for your own selfish benefit, and for defying your King!"
With the mark sealing her powers, she was helpless against the eight Gods holding her down. She panted, despair filling her soul as she glanced up one last time to see Zyglavis, Karno, Tauxolouve, Partheno, Aigonorus, and Krioff, and the Gods of the Department of Prayers, Lyra, Caelum, Pyxis, Lagós, Kynigós, and Vélos watching. They were caught between loyalty to their superior and friend and fealty to their King.
She shook her head slowly as her eyes flashed pink, giving them no question as to what they were to do-- stand by and do nothing.
With one strike of his sword, feathers went flying as her beautiful, bright white wings exploded into light. Intense pain filled Alopex just before she passed out in shock.
.
She opened her eyes to find Scorpio's staring back at her, full of angry tears.
"That sonova-"
"It's done," she whispered before kissing him. (We're so close to being home. Please don't make me lose you again.)
His eyes widened as he pulled back and stared at her. (You're a fucking idiot.)
Her eyes widened as she blinked once. (And you're an asshole.)
He burst into laughter before kissing her. "Well then..."
"We're sharing powers now?" she grinned.    
"I think they combined to make... this," he brushed his thumb down her cheek before pulling away and looking down at her.
"We have to be touching," she pushed him over onto his back before climbing up to straddle him. (Like this.) She kissed him before slowly moving her lips down his body.
"Mmm," he breathed. (Gods yes, woman. Lower. Keep going...)
She looked up with a grin. (And what if I stop right now?)
"Aw shit!" he rolled his eyes. "This is gonna take some getting used to." (But seriously, lower.)
She sucked the skin on his belly into her mouth and bit down gently.
"Ow!" he laughed.
                                                        ❤︎
Ichthys laughed at a joke that Dui had told before glancing up as the Door to the Heavens opened. He immediately caught the bright blue eyes of his beloved and burst into a bright grin before jumping to his feet and running up to her.
“What the hell are you doing here?” he squealed.
“Shhh… I can’t stay long. I stole a ring from Uncle Uranus to stabilize my powers.”
“You are going to get in so much trouble!” he grinned before pulling her down to his room. “He’ll never let me see you again.”
“Then let’s make it count,” she pressed her lips against his and pushed him into his room.
.
“Well crap,” Leon glanced up at Ziglavis. “That won’t end well.”
“I’m sure The King already knows.”
“At least she won’t punished as severely as he will be. The Council of Elders would never allow the Crown Princess to be marked.”
“There will be some type of consequence. There always is.”
They both nodded before tipping back their heads.
.
“I miss you so much, Ik,” Kerasea kissed him.
“I miss you too, My Goddess,” he pushed her gown from her shoulders, releasing her from the confines of her clothing.
She turned around and let the material pool at her feet while looking him straight in the eye. She then raised her hands and grinned as his clothing fell away from his body at once.
“I love it when you do that,” he growled pushing himself against her bare body. “I miss my powers sooooo much.”
“Keep working, you’ll be home again before you know it,” she sighed as he kissed her neck.
“Keep telling yourself that,” he sighed, clamping his eyes shut and pushing the thoughts far away.
“How soundproof are these walls?”
“Dionyssa can’t hear through them, but we can,” he grinned. “Let them hear what I can have and they can’t.”
She ran her fingertips down his cheek, grazing his skin with her nails as she continued down his neck. His body lurched as a gurgle formed deep within his chest. He brought his fingers down her back and around her backside before pulling her up, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he pushed his way inside her.
She threw her head back and gasped at the feeling.
“Louder,” he tugged on her hair with a gleam in his eye.
She pushed against his shoulders and arched her back as he pulled her hips sharply against his, repeating the action until she yelled out his name repeatedly and her body quivered around his.
“I love it when you say my name,” he brushed his nose against hers before falling onto the bed with her atop him.
“And I love making you… beg,” she kissed his chest, working her way down his body until he was gasping for breath.
“Please stop teasing,” he grasped his fingers into her light blonde hair. “Either take me with your mouth or your body, but do it now!”
She looked up at him, an ornery gleam in her eyes as she smiled at him, her wings bursting out around her as she sighed softly.
“Imp,” he complained.
She waved her hand, his own flying over his head onto the bed. He was unable to move them.
“Kera,” his eyes widened as his heart beat wildly against his chest. “That’s not fair.”
With that, she impaled herself onto him, his arms and legs immediately releasing to hold her as they began to elevate above the bed. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as she rocked her hips in a ferocious rhythm. He bit on the skin on her neck, leaving a mark as he pumped as deeply as he possibly could inside of her.
"Oh!" she let out a moan.
He breathed against her chest as he felt her insides beginning to clamp around him.
Silky white feathers floated all around them as their bodies erupted in sheer pleasure. Their skin glistened with drops of sweat as they fought to settle their breathing while slowly lowering back to the bed.
“Thank you for coming to see me,” he murmured against her lips.
“Watching Alo on her day is always a bit… erotic.”
“She has awesome natural powers,” he smiled. “I’ve always been jealous.”
“Don’t be. Yours are…”
“Gone. They’re gone,” he sighed.
“Ikky,” she pouted. “You’re still you and I love you.”
He smirked before leaning up to kiss her. “And I love you, My Goddess.”
6 notes · View notes
fanficfreekspn · 3 years
Text
1-4: Sometimes, Faerie Magic Sucks (4)
Tumblr media
☙𝟙❧  |  ☙𝟚❧  |  ☙𝟛❧  |  ☙𝟜❧  |  ☙𝟝❧  |  ☙𝟞❧  |  ☙𝟟❧  |  ☙𝟠❧  |  ☙𝟡❧
Lily opened her eyes to find herself in iron shackles in a cellar. A human man approached her and began to speak in broken Gaelic. 
“tá tú dhéanamh a ar mo ansaier tairisceana…”
“Woah, woah, WOAH my man,” she stopped him. “First of all, your accent is all wrong. Your emphases are all over the place and you sound ridiculous. I speak English, try your native tongue."
"Why do you sound like an American girl?"
"Because I am one, jack hole."
"I summoned a Faerie."
"No, you ripped me from a night out with my brothers! I had just finished my hair and makeup too, and then poof! Full-on fae!" she looked down at her dress. "This is over the top! Like 70s lamé overkill! Seriously?!"
"I want you to do some magic, prove that you're a faerie."
"You have the spell book, dip shit. You can command me to do whatever the hell you want. Please be a bit more specific."
"Use your magic to make me look like a young Kevin Costner."
She rolled her eyes. "I'm in iron. Remove the shackles and I'd be more than happy to."
He did as she asked as she rose to her feet. She then snapped her fingers before he ran off to find a mirror to see that she had done as promised. He then returned to see her walking up the stairs toward him. "You are not to leave this house."
"You're the boss," she complained. "Listen, we were on our way out for dinner when you zapped me here. Do you have anything to eat?"
"Follow me," he grinned as he led her to his kitchen. She took the place set out for her and waited as he turned and placed a cup of fresh cream in front of her.
"Cream?" she flashed her eyes at him.
"That's what faeries eat, right? You make them offerings of cream, honey, or mead?"
"No," she answered slowly. "I need food, dude."
"Don't lie to me, your trickery won't work."
She let out a frustrated breath before downing the cream and relaxing as its intoxicating effects took over. "At least I won't care that I'm hungry then."
〈⍟ Part 3 •:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾ ⍟ ☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:• Part 5 ⍟〉
1 note · View note
ficswithluv · 3 years
Note
Good morning! I am self-recommending a fic that I think meets your requirements for the Arranged Marriage week. I'm fanficfreek and my page name is KPOP SEKSHIHAN. I'm not sure if you need my name, but it's AV Knight. The story is a Jin AU in 6 parts and called Brother No Longer (NSFW/18+). I had so much fun writing it and learned a lot more about Korean clans! I hope you like it!
Hello! Do you think you could provide a little bit more feedback about the story? 
- Admin Renae
1 note · View note
fanficfreekmcu · 2 years
Text
The Transference of Power (71)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
Finna stared at her reflection in the mirror as all four of her handmaidens worked on tightening the corset of her magnificent cobalt gown. Blue was the color she chose for her rule, after all, and today she was going to be made Queen of Asgard. She suddenly lost her breath and reached for her chest.
“Air!” she squealed.
“Sorry!” Katla winced before pulling the strings of her corset to give her room to breathe.
She reached for a drink of mead as they then worked on attaching her ceremonial armor, layer by layer. First, the thin leather brigandine. Next came the cuirass, which connected to another plate on her back. On her left shoulder, because it was the arm she held her weapon in a majority of the time, there was a spaulder attached to a rerebrace to protect her upper arm. Her elbow was left alone, but a formal bracer was attached to her forearm with the design of the House of Dýrfinna on it: A design that incorporated both the wolf of Loki’s ceremonial armor, and the dragons of Vanaheim she loved as s child.
On her right shoulder the handmaidens attached a pauldron, which covered her entire shoulder, as well as another rerebrace to protect her upper arm. They then attached another bracer before reaching for the edge of her skirt.
“I am so glad I don’t have to fight in this,” she mumbled as her eldest brother’s chuckle betrayed his arrival.
“Heavy darling?”
“And they wonder why we fight in leather!” she threw her arms out in exasperation. “This is ridiculous!”
“It’s not every day you attend your coronation,” he dipped down to kiss her cheek.
“Be careful, you may tip me over!” she thrust her boot-covered leg out so that the handmaidens could attach the greave.
“Be thankful you don’t wear a codpiece.”
“Why, afraid mine would be bigger than yours?” she shot back.
He threw his head back in laughter and fell onto the bed. “Most definitely, my sister!”
She returned to look at herself in the mirror and sighed. “Well ladies, you did the best you could.”
“You look beautiful, My Queen,” Jora touched up the braids in her hair.
“But do I look fierce?” she bit her lip.
“You look like a force to be reckoned with, if provoked,” Ragnar propped his head up with his hand and watched her. “My feisty redheaded sister.”
“Don’t you have somewhere you need to be?” she glanced up at him.
“I need to get dressed too,” he smirked.
“Perhaps you should expedite that task?” she glanced up as her ladies giggled. “I am ready to begin my procession.”
“Off with you,” he shooed her away.
“Fine. I’ll see you in a bit. I’ll be the one all the fuss is about.”
“I can’t wait,” he grinned.
She stepped out of her chamber to find an entire legion of Valkyries waiting on her. “My Queen,” Brynhildr bowed as her women followed. “We would like the honor of escorting you to Valaskjálf for your coronation.”
“I would be honored!” she nodded.
She rose and nodded to her commanders as they all slammed the ends of their spears onto the stone of the floor, the sound resonating like music to the warrior in her. A grin devoured her face as they took off as a unit, toward the gardens that were between Fensalir and Valaskjálf.
.
Odin took his place in front of Hliðskjálf and slammed Gungnir against the floor, signaling the beginning of the procession. Slowly, everyone began to take their places: the Twelve Judges and their families, the clerks from the Hall of Records, the healers from the Hall of Healers, family members of the Royal Family, Einherjar, Captains of the Herd, and dignitaries from the other Realms.
Sif, Hogun, Fandral and Volstagg took their places at the right of the throne, to the left of Odin, as the new queen’s trusted advisors. And then… Thor arrived, escorting his beautiful mortal to the applause of everyone in the audience. He left Jane next to Finna’s handmaidens before taking his place at the left of the throne, to the right of Odin along with Baldr.
Odin stared at him for a moment before turning his eye back to the door.
The sound of marching feet alerted them to the arrival of the Valkyries, who entered as a unit, in formation. They took their place behind the Einherjar and rested as everyone turned to the doorway and waited.
There, with her head held high, was their new queen.
Thor glanced up at his father to find that he was mesmerized by Finna. He frowned as something in his gut began to churn. He had never seen his father look at Finna like that before; so much love, adoration, and dare he say… lust.
He cleared his throat, catching his father’s attention as Odin snapped out of his daze. He nodded to his son and smiled, seemingly pleased that he had shown up for the day’s celebration.
As Finna finished her journey and stopped at the bottom of the stairs, Odin slammed his spear on the stone tiles to signal the beginning of the ceremony. She knelt down on her knee, lowered her head, and waited.
“Dýrfinna Odinsdottir, my only daughter. Even though your right to this throne comes only through your adoption into the House of Odin, you have proven time and time again your dedication and loyalty to Asgard and the Nine Realms. I have defended Asgard, and the lives of the innocent across my Realms in the time of the great beginning, and as a warrior, I know you will defend them with your last breath.”
She blinked her eyes and swallowed, reminding herself that this man was not Odin, but some imposter who seemed to have been awfully well informed. There was one part of the ceremony, however, that he was going to be unable to perform without the true Allfather, and she was waiting for the perfect time to flush him out.
“Do you swear to guard the Nine Realms?”
“I swear!”
“And do you swear to preserve the peace?”
“I swear!”
“Do you swear to pledge yourself only to the good of the realms?”
“I swear!”
“On this day, I Odin, Son of Bor, All-Father, will proclaim you Queen Dýrfinna of Asgard and Protectress of the Nine Realms!” he slammed his spear down for the last time.
She rose to her feet and ascended the stairs where she looked him in the eye. They were surrounded by nine Vala who circled around them and held hands. They began to chant as bright blue energy began to circle around him. He passed it on to Gungir and then held it out for her.
She frowned as she stared at the spear. She was so sure… Slowly, she placed her hands on the spear and closed her eyes as the Vala once again began to chant. The last thing she remembered was a hot, searing pain entering her body and flooding her senses. As she opened her eyes, Odin looked down at her intensely.
“Breathe,” he whispered.
She took a breath as the entire congregation began to applaud the transfer of power.
It worked. She had no idea how the imposter had accomplished the feat, but it worked. She could feel the power coursing through her veins. She could hear the thoughts of everyone around her without trying. She could feel the ravens flying circles over the palace… she was Queen.
She took another breath to steady herself before turning to look over her subjects. Then, just as they discussed, she slammed the great spear down onto the stone tile; the resonance echoing throughout all of Asgard.
“Hail Queen Dýrfinna!”
8 notes · View notes
2dfanficfreek · 2 years
Text
Idolatry | PJM | 56
Tumblr media
𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦, 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡
I opened my eyes to see balloons surrounding me. At first, I was confused… but then I remembered…
“Saengil chughahae!!!”
It was my 26th birthday.
My members jumped onto my bed, singing to me as I clapped my hands together. I really did love the attention, and after the turbulent past few months, I was just happy to see them.
“Flower deliveries began as soon as the shops opened!” Gali grinned at me. “You are so loved!”
“Thank you,” I made sure to hug each one of them.
“We made food, let’s hurry before our schedule starts,” Yeoni grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs.
They were right; there were so. Many. Flowers.
A dozen pink roses were from JYP. A balloon bouquet was from Twice. A fruit basket was from my parents.
“JangMi-ya!” Eolin squealed as she read the card from a pot of marigolds.
I took the card and read it aloud. “The website said these were for October birthdays, and you can plant them. They are supposed to represent devotion and commitment, so they are definitely the flowers for you. I hope you have a very happy birthday. Harry!” I couldn’t help but squeal. “Harry Styles sent me flowers!” I jumped up and down as my sisters giggled and celebrated with me.
As great as that was, though, the amazingly huge bouquet of roses-every color imaginable EXCEPT pink- caught my attention. I immediately knew who they were from, and surprisingly it made my heart pound even faster than my note from Harry. I pulled out the card and read it, whispering under my breath, “26 Roses for my Rosie. Every time I see you, I fall in love with you all over again. Happy birthday, my beautiful girlfriend. Jimin,” my eyes widened. “He actually signed his name.”
“He’s so romantic,” Duri sighed over my shoulder.
“He is,” I couldn’t subdue the grin on my face.
“Okay, we need to get going,” Bora clapped her hands together. “We have a schedule today! Let’s eat and head out!”
.
A few days later, I found myself walking around an empty four-bedroom mini-mansion with a bright smile on my face. Yeoni and her sister YeongMi were arguing over the bedrooms they wanted on the west side of the place, but Lily and I knew exactly which rooms we wanted on the east. I stepped into the bedroom I liked the best and looked around before opening the door of the balcony. Grinning brightly, I pulled out my phone and dialed.
“Hey Baby,” he answered immediately.
“Are you home?”
“I just got out of the shower… why?” he hummed.
“Go to the balcony.”
“Okay,” he spoke slowly.
I watched, waiting as the door to the BTS dorm slid open and he peeked out to look around. “I’m here.”
“Look at the building to your northwest… second floor.”
His head slowly turned and then looked down, a bright grin gleaming from his face. “That’s my baby!” he waved at her.
“Is this close enough?”
“Are you buying it?!”
“We’re calling it the ‘Flower Garden’ because all of our names have flower meanings.”
“You have no idea how excited I am right now,” he placed his hand on his chest.
“Eunnie?” Lily called my name before joining me on the balcony.
“That’s my Jimin,” I pointed up to the balcony.
She looked up to see him waving.
“That’s convenient,” she giggled as she waved back. “I take it we’re not looking at the last place then?”
“Nope. Let’s sign the papers.”
“You’re going to be busy,” Jimin spoke up.
“I’m always busy,” I huffed playfully.
“I saw your vlive for your birthday. You looked happy.”
“That’s because I am.”
“Good,” he watched me for a moment. “My parents want to meet you. Can you come with me to Busan?”
“I need to work it with my managers.”
“Three days. We’ll fly out right after our concert and come back the day after my birthday.”
“I’ll try.”
“Okay. Let me know so I can reserve a plane.”
“Private plane?”
“It’s the safest.”
“That will make things easier.”
“Yes,” he agreed with me.
“Okay. I’ll let you know.”
“Okay,” he smiled down at me. “This makes me… very happy. I’ll be able to see you every day.”
“I know.”
Yeoni stepped out onto the balcony and looked around. “This side has a lot of trees,” she scanned the area.
I pointed up to Jimin as she burst into laughter.
“Oh! Priorities!” she waved at him. “I see now.”
He laughed as he waved at all three of us. “Such a beautiful flower garden!”
“So this is the one?” Yeoni turned to me.
“Of course it is.”
“Okay. Let’s speak to the agent.”
“Gotta go. I’ll text you later.”
“I’ll be waiting,” he stared at me as we spoke. “Love you.”
I made kissing noises into the phone as he threw his head back in laughter before ending the call. I waved one more time before walking back inside and closing the door.
This was it. My first adult decision and my first big purchase. It was exciting and scary at the same time, but it was necessary. Olympus was slowly crumbling and Yeoni and I were saving ourselves. Now… all I had to do was wait out our disbandment.
7 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 3 years
Text
Broken Contracts and New Agreements (65)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
Odin stood in front of Hliðskjálf, pacing as he waited to see how Thor’s impudence played out.
An Einherjar arrived and bowed in front of him. “Forgive me my liege, I’ve returned from the Dark World with news.”
“Thor?”
“There’s no sight of Thor, or the weapon, but… we found a body.”
“Loki.”
He nodded before looking up and waiting.
“Find the Norn sorceress, have her pull Princess Dýrfinna from the darkness. I want to know how much damage has been done to her.”
His face tightened. “Yes, My King,” he quickly ran off to the dungeons. “Find the Norn sorceress, she is to release the Princess from the spell,” he commanded his peers.
They quickly walked off as he all but ran down the stairs to find Finna.
“Are they releasing her?” Volstagg asked as Fandral sat in a corner with his head in his hands. The visions Finna was sharing with them were difficult to witness.
“Aye,” he dropped the force field. “The Allfather commanded it after hearing the news of Loki’s death.”
Sif rose to her feet. “And Thor?”
“There was no sign of him on the Dark Planet,” he looked over Finna. “How long has she been in the Darkness?”
“Hours,” Hogun answered.
Finna walked through the darkness, the rocky surface shifting under her feet. She was finding it difficult to get her footing as she made her way up the hill. She slipped again, twisting her ankle and fell, catching herself on her hands.
The rocks under her didn’t quite feel like rocks. In fact, they were hollow… and smooth… her eyes widened when she realized that she had stuck her fingers through the eye sockets of a skull.
“Mother!”
She looked up to find her eldest son as a young man, walking toward her.
“Alrekk?” she reached for him. “Where are we?”
“We’ve won! Earth is ours!”
“Wh…” she struggled to her feet as he helped her. “I don’t understand.”
“You are now the Queen of Earth, and I’m your Prince,” he grinned, looking more like his father by the second.
“And my King?” she asked.
“Me, of course!”
She slowly looked up to see Loki.
The Warriors Three and Sif were released from their cell as the Norn sorceress arrived at Finna’s. She smiled as she read her thoughts before looking up at the Einherjar.
“This could be extremely entertaining if we just keep her there.”
“Odin commands it,” he angered.
She tsked before placing her hand over her heart.
The darkness left Finna’s eyes as Hogun rushed to her side. “Finn,” he lifted her face to look into her eyes. “Talk to me, Finna.”
“Why isn’t she answering?” Sif asked the sorceress.
“Van brain chemistry is so… easy to manipulate,” she laughed. “But difficult to heal.”
“Fix her, witch!” Fandral lunged for her.
Volstagg and Hogun held their mate back as the Einherjar each took an arm of the sorceress.
“Odin commands…”
“I care not what Odin commands, he is not my king!” she squealed. “I only did his bidding to ensure that Van Witch was unable to ascend to the throne! I’ll not have an inferior being as Protectress of my realm!”
The Einherjar closest to her, the same one who had returned from the Dark World with news of Loki’s death, drew his sword and quickly decapitated the woman before she even had a chance to know it was coming.
.
Odin arrived at the Hall of Healers and walked straight up to where Finna lay. “Why isn’t she conscious?”
“The Norn witch you sent would rather have scrambled her brain than be of assistance!” Volstagg glared at him.
“Where is she, I demand…”
“The Einherjar you sent killed her when she refused to help,” Sif smirked. “I like him.”
“This is not good news,” he grumbled.
“Why?” Fandral looked him in the eye. “She had nothing to do with Loki’s escape, we all made sure of it!”
“She must learn her place!”
“And she has! Or have you been drowning in your own grief too much to notice?!”
“Fan…” Hogun grabbed his arm.
“You are hell bent on not leaving a single prodigy to take the throne!” he unleashed his fury. “Loki’s dead, Thor’s missing, Balder was in the prisons with us, and Finna…” he shook his head as he turned back to look down at his friend.
“I’m sorry,” he spoke lowly.
“Are you?! Really?!”
“Fandral, mind your tongue,” Sif reminded him to whom he was speaking.
“I shall travel to Nornheim tonight and plead my case directly to Queen Karnilla. I will fix this, I swear.”
Fandral calmed himself before nodding.
Odin looked around before walking out to the hall and stopping to take a breath. As he walked off and turned a corner, one of his Einherjar followed.
.
“Loki,” Finna whispered.
Everyone looked up and waited.
“Do you think she knows?” Sif asked.
“For all I know, she foresaw it,” Fandral answered.
.
Odin approached the throne of Queen Karnilla of the Norns with an Einherjar at each side. As he bowed to her, she cocked her eyebrow and smiled. “I’m honored, King Odin.”
“As am I,” he nodded. “Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice.”
“I do hope this is your quick apology for the assassination of one of my Crones. What are you willing to pay her family?”
“Excuse me?” he stopped. “She failed to keep her bargain.”
“She put your daughter in the Darkness not once, but twice. She gave you what you wanted in a neat, tidy little gift-wrapped box.”
“That she did,” he acknowledged as the Einherjar to his left glanced at him. “And I apologize for the rash actions of my guardsmen. They were hasty upon what they thought was a threat to their Princess.”
“So let me get this straight…” the Einherjar to his left began to glow green as he shifted to that of this true form. “You’re the reason Finna nearly went insane in the darkness last year as well as now?” Loki turned to his father.
“Loki,” he whispered.
Queen Karnilla clapped her hands together and watched them closely. “This is entertainment!”
“You took my wife away from me,” Loki stared him down.
“She deserves better than you!”
He smiled before turning to the queen and bowing lowly. “My Queen, I offer you a gift!”
“And what might that be?”
“The King of Asgard!” he grabbed Gungnir before pushing his father to the ground and stepping on his back. “All I ask for is the cure to restore Princess Dýrfinna.”
“Loki, please!” Odin pleaded with him.
“And what would I do with the Allfather?” Karnilla’s eyes glowed in happiness.
“Imprison him, torture him, kill him… I care not. My only concern is making Finna Queen.”
Karnilla was no fool, the Allfather’s powers were far superior than hers… which is why he was, or course, the Allfather. His one weakness, however, was well documented in the annals of history and if there was one thing she knew well was how to seduce a man.
“Please see Odin to his new chambers, and introduce him to a dozen of our most beautiful handmaidens. He will be treated as our guest and not be harmed.”
Loki waited as he watched her.
“You have an agreement, on one condition.”
“What’s that?” he waited patiently.
“You, Loki Laufeyson, shall be guest in my bed tonight.”
A smile slowly rose to his face as she stepped down from her throne and approached him. “I believe that can be arranged.”
10 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 2 years
Text
UPDATE!
Tumblr media
It has been since July, but I've finally got some new parts for you! From here until the end, I will post two chapters every Thorsday; one at 1AM and the other at 1PM. Enjoy!
AV
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
(Chapter List, Summary, & Warnings)
The Settling of Dust (68)
Trauma Which Cannot Be Ignored (69)
Mistrust of the Highest (70) (11/25)
The Transference of Power (71) (11/25)
The Queen's First Decree (72) (12/2)
Stubborn Pride in Triplicate (73) (12/2)
3 notes · View notes
2dfanficfreek · 2 years
Text
Welcome Medly
Tumblr media
Welcome to 2-D Fan Fic Freek! In honor of my first post, here are some samples of the stories I'll be posting on this page. Enjoy!
Mystic Messenger:
Gemini (Saeyoung/Saeran): (Chapters 1-3)
Obey Me:
Dreamscaping (Demon Bros) NSFW: (excerpt from unnamed work)
Karaoke and an Experiment (Demon Bros + OC) NSFW: (Random chapters from Lessons In Love)
Star-Crossed Myth:
Goddess of Seduction (Scorpio): Chapter 1
3 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 3 years
Text
The Beginning of The End of A New Beginning (61)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
Jane Foster walked into Finna’s bedchamber the next morning to find that Thor was cuddled with Alrekk in a chair next to Finna’s bed, watching her sleep. She smiled as she sat next to him and placed her hand on his arm.
“You’re such a good uncle,” she whispered.
He watched the boy before turning his eyes to her. “I’d like to think I’m an even better father,” he waited for her response.
She frowned, looking over the boy’s bright red hair and pale skin. She looked around the room and noticed that at no time was she ever introduced to Finna’s husband.
“Loki is not his father,” he watched her. “I am.”
She mulled over the information she had as she frowned. “I’m confused.”
He began to smile. “It is very confusing, yet… not at all.”
She laced her fingers through his and leaned into him. “Explain.”
“When I was exiled to Earth, when I had met you, Finna had conceived my child. She though she would never see me again and she had broken her betrothal to another man who wanted her dead. My brother, Loki, intervened and married her.
“Finna was Queen?” she raised her eyebrows.
“Loki fled Asgard and was assumed dead, so Father adopted her out of respect for his grandchild.”
“Wow, that’s a thing here? It sounds so… ancient.”
“Finna took care of Mother during that time; she stayed with her, by my father’s bed. My mother loved her.”
“Everyone seems to love her,” she acknowledged.
“I was not aware that Alrekk was my son until he was nearly a year old.”
“And now?”
“Now… she is a Deputy Commander in the Herd. We fought side by side to dispel the marauders from the Nine Realms. One thing led to another… When Father found out she was once again with child, he annulled her marriage to Loki and commanded that she marry me.”
“Commanded? Seriously, he forced you?”
“He did at first. I convinced him to let me see you once more, to truly decide my own fate.”
“That’s… crazy. You have three children with her and here you are, asking me what to do?”
He smiled as he looked into her eyes. “Balder is next in line for the throne if I decide not to take it, and Alrekk after him. Either way, Finna will be Queen or Queen Mother.”
“Why would you not take it?”
They looked down to see Alrekk open his eyes and look around.
“Good morning,” Thor grinned. “Would you like some breakfast?”
He frowned and shook his head.
“Would you like to see your mother?”
He nodded.
“Come on, then,” he leaned toward the bed.
“Hmmm,” she mumbled sleepily.
“I love you,” Alrekk kissed her.
She smiled before opening her eyes. “I’m still here.”
“Thankfully,” Thor sighed. “I think you should move to Vanaheim.”
She began to laugh.
“You’re hell-bent on sacrificing yourself in the name of Asgard.”
“Tell me you wouldn’t do the same.”
“I can live with my death,” he brushed his nose against hers. “I cannot, however, live with yours.”
She brushed her fingertips across his cheek before changing the subject. “We need to name our children.”
“Not at this moment.”
She smirked at his determination. “I have no desire to pull rank on you this morning, darling.”
“I’d like to see you try!” he chuckled.
They were interrupted when Katla walked in with a bundle in her arms. Thor’s eyes filled with joy as he looked over his brand new daughter.
“I thought I’d bring her in before she woke up brother,” she grinned as she handed the hungry baby to her mother.
“Thank you,” Finna quickly began to nurse her. “Ooh, she’s aggressive.”
“It’s as if she’s the daughter of a Warrior Queen,” he laughed.
She turned to him and smiled.
“So? Do your thing and name our daughter,” he waited.
She placed her hand on her daughter head as her eyes darkened. “She will have hair of gold with her father’s blue eyes... her golden hair hung in tresses, and at the end of each plait hung a bead. To some men her hair was the color of the yellow flag iris which grows by summer water; others thought it like ruddy polished gold. Slender and exquisite as a birch tree, of shape as sweet as the fine clover, of color as fair as a summer morning, she is the type of the glory of all lands…”
“Are you reciting a work of poetry?” Jane waited.
“Niamh of the Golden Hair, she will be worshiped as a Maiden Goddess of Earth,” her eyes returned to normal as she looked down at her daughter.
“Goddess,” Jane asked slowly.
“I’m only the messenger,” she whispered. “Sometimes I’m not sure what it means either.”
“So… Niamh,” Thor changed the subject. “I like it.”
“Of course you do,” she smiled as Svana dashed in with a crying baby boy.
“Oh no! He’s afraid he’s going to starve!” Finna laughed as she handed Naimh off for burping.
“Wh…” Thor froze. “What do I…”
“Pat her back,” Finna cooed softly. “You won’t hurt her.”
He glanced down as he held her awkwardly. Finna watched from the corner of her eye as she brought her son to breast.
“Odin’s Beard,” he mumbled as the tiny newborn snuggled into her father as her marks began to swirl around her skin.
“She knows you’re her father,” Finna kissed his cheek.
He relaxed as he looked down proudly at his son. “Finnán.”
“Wh…” she whipped her head up.
“He’s going to be a warrior and a hunter. I dreamt of him the night you told me you were pregnant.”
“Finnán it is,” she blushed, knowing full well that he had just named their son after her.
“He’ll be fair with your beautiful brown eyes… the ladies will love him.”
“Of course.”
“My Princess,” Jora approached them. “Prince Balder and Lady Sif are here to see you.”
She nodded as her handmaidens immediately straightened up the room and propped the new parents up onto pillows to make them presentable. Rjupta even went so far as to brush and braid her lady’s hair before handing her a glass of wine.
“Thank you,” Finna smiled before waving off the glass.
Balder burst through the doors carrying gifts as Sif stopped and stared at the Mortal in the room.
“Momma!” Alrekk climbed onto the bed between his parents.
“Careful, my love,” she helped him onto the bed. “Your brother is still eating.”
“You look much better,” Balder leaned down to kiss her cheek, completely ignoring the fact that she was nursing her son.
Jane frowned uncomfortably as she looked away.
“Thank you,” she smiled up at him. “Have you met them yet?”
“No,” he threw himself onto the end of the bed.
“Your niece, Niamh,” Thor handed her off.
“By the Gods, brother, she looks like you!” he goaded his brother. “Wow.”
“Aren’t genetics funny?” Finna giggled.
“Wow,” Jane turned to look over Finna. “You nearly died yesterday, you look… so well.”
She raised her eyebrows. “I heal normally, Jane Foster,” she spoke slowly.
“She’s always been a quick healer,” Thor waved his hand. “Even for an Asgardian.”
“Good thing I’m not Asgardian then,” Finna sassed him as they laughed together.
Finna suddenly straightened up. “The Allfather calls for his Commanders.”
Thor sighed heavily before crawling out of bed and walking to the dressing room.
“Jora,” Finna pointed to her daughter.
“Finn,” Balder complained as the handmaiden took her away.
“I need to get ready,” she handed her son to him. “Meet Finnán.”
“Finnán,” Alrekk repeated.
“You’re not ready for this, Finna,” Sif watched her slip out of bed.
“Am I not still Deputy Commander of the Raven Battalion?”
“Of course you are.”
“Am I not still Princess of Asgard and Protectress of the Nine Realms?”
Balder held the baby in the crook of his left arm and grabbed her with his free hand. “You are also my sister, whom nearly died protecting our fallen mother just before giving birth to twins only yesterday. You will sit this one out.”
“I have to do something…”
“You… will bond with the future of Asgard,” he kissed his nephew’s head before returning him to the arms of his mother. “All of Asgard and the Nine Realms will look to you in their loss of Mother. Begin by showing them what a wonderful one you are.”
She relaxed her shoulders and sighed heavily. “Of course.”
She handed her son to Katla just in time to see Thor rejoin them in his battle armor.
“Jane… please, stay here with Finna. I am not sure how long this meeting will last.”
“Please,” Finna turned to her with a smile.
They shared a silent conversation for a moment before he again kissed her on the forehead. “I’m fully aware,” he smirked.
Jane raised her eyebrows and turned to Thor.
“She can read thoughts…” he looped his finger through the air. “It’s a Finna thing.”
“Can she…” she began.
“Yes,” Finna answered her question with a smile. “Mortals are extremely easy to read, as well as…”
“Control,” Jane’s eyes widened as she realized that Finna had just forced her to speak.
“Finn,” Thor growled. “Don’t scare her.”
“I’m fairly sure that ship has sailed,” she grinned and waved as the men turned to leave. Once they were out the door, Finna turned and looked at Jane. “Come with me.”
8 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 3 years
Text
Whispers In The Shadows (63)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
Finna sat in the dark and nursed her babies as the palace stirred. Frigga’s funeral had been beautiful, and Odin conveyed his gratitude by kissing her on the forehead and walking off.
The Allfather had a lot on his mind.
The War Council had been meeting for hours when she realized that she had stopped hearing voices in her head. Fandral, Sif… even Thor’s voices had become silent. Her mouth dropped open as she realized that she was being blocked.
She helped her handmaidens put the babies to bed and read Alrekk a story before walking to her dressing room and dressing into her battle armor. Slipping out of her bedchamber, she traveled through the shadows while focusing on the thoughts of anyone who might know their location. Volstagg, Hogun, Heimdall…
She smiled to herself as she headed out of the Palace and into the city.
.
“The Dark Elves will return,” Thor spoke to his friends. “He can sense the location of the AEther. What I’m about to ask of you is treason of the highest order. Success… will bring us exile and failure shall mean our deaths.”
Fandral rubbed his hands together before looking around the table.
“Asgard needs Odin’s successor and his Queen to be free of scandal,” he turned to his brother. “The less she knows the safer she’ll be, and… we need our new queen as pristine as possible in the eyes of the Realm.”
Sif looked around the table. This was serious. “You just gave your youngest brother permission to marry the mother of your children? I’m sure Finna will love that,” she hissed.
“I will go,” Balder raised his hands. “But I’m not marrying the woman you should have,” he huffed before storming off.
“So there’s that,” Hogun growled.
“Malekith will return for the AEther. If we do nothing, he will come for it again but this time lay waste to all of Asgard. We must move Jane off-world.”
“The Bifrost has been shut down and the Tesseract locked away in the vault,” Sif spoke up.
“There are other paths on Asgard, ways known only to a few,” Heimdall followed.
“Two, actually,” Thor spoke slowly. “And one of them is to remain blissfully unaware of our plans.”
Sif turned her eyes to Volstagg and then Fandral.
Hogun shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Finna knew…
“No…” Volstagg whispered.
“He will betray you,” Fandral spoke up.
“He will try,” Thor answered quickly.
“If you do this, Loki will be King,” Finna’s voice called out from the shadows.
Thor rose to his feet to greet her as she stepped out into the candlelight. “A vision?”
“The same that predicted Mother’s death. Brothers will reunite and Loki shall rule Asgard once again.”
“I don’t see how that’s possible.”
“Do you not?” she huffed. “You’re already underestimating him?”
“Your visions are subjective, perhaps…”
“Have you had one since?” Sif asked.
She walked around the table and took Thor’s hand. Her eyes darkened as she threw her head back. “I see three; two princes and a princess. One lives, one dies, and one cast into Limbo. Only one can rule Asgard. Darkness will consume all or one, depending on the outcome.”
“Darkness?” Sif’s eyes filled with fear.
Finna’s eyes returned to normal as Thor watched her. “You will stay here, if I have to shackle you to your bed; Do you hear me?”
She nodded her head silently, the prospect of being lost in the darkness once more not appealing to her in the slightest.
“I don’t see how you can contribute to our outcome if you are not a part of it,” Thor looked around.
“And if the Allfather questions her?” Sif asked.
Finna raised her hand. “I will go.” Everyone watched her as she looked over each face in the room. “For Asgard,” she bowed before disappearing back into the shadows.
“I’m not sure which is worse, doing this with or without her help,” Volstagg sat up and took a drink from his cup. Fandral nodded in agreement.
7 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 3 years
Text
A Gift Amongst Turmoil (57)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
“Picture the image you want to manifest in your mind, but focus the energy in your hand,” Finna instructed Flòraidh as she sat in the courtyard. Alrekk sat between her legs, resting against his mother’s bump, as Ulfur sat at attention, guarding his family.
The young lady glared at her hand for a long while, her face reddening as she concentrated.
“Woah, don’t hurt yourself,” Thor eyed her as he approached them.
Alrekk gave an ornery grin before producing a white rabbit that jumped into Flòraidh’s lap.
“Ouch,” Thor tried not to smile.
“Stop picking on the poor girl,” Finna looked up at him. “It’s not her fault she hasn’t learned about her gifts yet.”
“Sorry,” he rolled his eyes before kneeling down to kiss her and lifted his son into his arms. “Father has tasked me with an errand in another realm. I shall accompany the Rotund One to Vanaheim and return tomorrow.”
She laughed at his description for Volstagg and nodded her head. “Fine, I’ll take supper with the family tonight.”
“Is there anything you need from the home planet while I’m there?”
“Candied Bell Flower, please,” she grinned. “I’ve been craving it.”
“Then it’s yours,” he kissed her while placing Alrekk into her lap. “Stay safe. I’ll be home before you know it.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
“Keep your mother safe for me?” he ran his fingers through Alrekk’s hair.
“Momma,” he grinned.
“Good boy!” he laughed.
“You’re leaving?” Frigga approached them and waited for an answer.
“Business with the Van,” Thor rose to his feet. “This Prince of the Nine Realms thing is heavy business.”
“Welcome to my world,” Finna mumbled as he laughed.
“Safe travels,” she kissed his cheek. “I’ll watch over your family until you return.”
“Thank you, Mother,” he bowed before taking his leave.
She waited a moment before joining the women on the ground and holding her arms out for her grandson. “How are you feeling, my dear?”
“I swear sometimes I think you can read my mind,” she smirked.
“Maybe I can,” she teased her.
“I’m going to the Midwife this afternoon to check on her. She’s… quite big.”
Frigga stared at Finna’s tummy and tilted her head. “How long have you known?”
“Seven moons. I don’t think Alrekk was even this big at birth.”
She nodded her head. “Perhaps you should visit the Soul Forge instead, have the healers take a look?”
“Perhaps,” she looked at Flòraidh who was still working on manifesting something in the palm of her hand. “Our lesson today is to conjure an image. Alrekk mastered it,” she grinned as the toddler giggled.
“We shall work until you return,” Frigga nodded.
“Thank you,” she struggled to her feet before walking off.
.
Finna lay back on the glowing slab as the healers went to work, scanning her womb and reading the information coming back to them. She looked up as an image of her daughter’s heartbeat appeared and smiled as the sound of it soothed her.
“Your daughter is measuring correctly, my Lady. You are only seven moons into your gestation.”
“How am I so big?” her eyes widened. “I fear she’ll run out of space.”
The healers continued to work until one of them popped a bright smile onto her face. “There’s the problem!”
“Problem?” Finna’s heart rate increased.
“Perhaps we need a better angle?” she turned the image toward Finna’s back and pointed out the presence of a second child.
“Wh…” she lost her voice. “Two?”
“It seems as though our Little Princess has a brother.”
“Oh my,” Finna covered her hand over her mouth.
“Why do I have to hear that you are here from Mother?!” Balder yelled while walking through the doorway. “Your husband leaves and you end up ill?”
“He’s not yet my husband, and I’m not ill,” Finna grinned before breaking into laughter. “Far from it!”
“Then why…” he trailed off as he caught a glimpse of the image of the Soul Forge. “Is that…”
“Two,” the healers answered.
“Thor is going to collapse,” his eyes widened.
“Has he left on the Bifrost yet?”
“Moments ago, aye. Are you well?” he placed his hand on her forehead and smiled.”
“I feel no more pregnant than I did yesterday. It does explain my strange cravings and appetite, though.”
“I’m sure soon you could challenge Volstagg to an eating contest,” he grinned.
“Wow,” her eyes widened.
7 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 2 years
Text
The Queen's First Decree (72)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
As the ceremony broke up, Finna turned to meet the eyes of the love of her life. She then turned out to glare at the one human looking back at her.
“She will never in her life get to witness anything as magical and spectacular as an Asgardian coronation. I had to invite her.” he kissed her. “It was brilliant, by the way!”
“Thank you,” she blushed.
“You look… like a queen,” he grinned.
“Stop, seriously,” she growled.
“My Queen,” Fandral bowed to her.
“Not you too!” she hissed.
“Get used to it,” Sif called out. Finna turned around to see her, Volstagg, and Hogun all bowed.
She let out a breath as she nodded her head. “Fine. Bow away.”
“My Queen, you need time to rest before the celebration,” Jora bowed to her.
“Ah yes,” she turned to Thor. “The adjustment period. I need to go and pick Father’s brain about all the neat new things going on in my head.”
Thor frowned as he glanced up at Odin. “How are you feeling, Father?”
“Like an old man,” he answered wearily.
“I’ll talk to you again at the feast,” Finna patted his arm.
“Finn,” he pulled her aside. “Be careful.”
She followed his gaze to Odin. “I cannot hear his thoughts,” she whispered.
“He is not himself, watch yourself.”
She turned back to him. “I will.”
He smiled before nodding and letting her go.
.
She followed Odin into his study where Einherjar took the spear from her and locked the doors. She relaxed as she used her magic to change into a white gown with a gold armored bustier. “Much better.”
“You looked absolutely beautiful today,” he watched her.
She frowned as she walked toward the reading table in the middle of the room. She was silent for a moment before speaking. “How did you do it?”
“Do what?”
She looked up slowly. “How did you give me Odin’s powers, when they’re not yours to give?”
He slowly broke into a wide grin. “The Vala did their job, they gave you what you asked for.”
“None of this is what I asked for.”
“I told you, Finna. I’ve made you the queen you deserve to be,” green energy flowed around him as he finally transformed back into himself.
She stared at him, speechless.
“Say something.”
Her eyes began to glow green as she raised her hand and blasted him with a bolt of white energy. “You are… incapable of telling the truth, aren’t you?!”
He held his chest, as he lay on the floor. “That’s not quite what I was expecting.”
“I can’t believe this!” she angered. “How?!��
He slowly pushed up to stand. “I was injured on Svartlheim, however… it wasn’t quite as grave as everyone thought.”
“And the Allfather?”
“Alive and well in Nornheim, held captive by Queen Karnilla in exchange for your expedited healing and ascension to the throne.”
“And what happens when he returns?”
“What can he do? You’re Queen, you have his powers!” he brushed his fingers across her cheek. “He will never hurt you again!”
“Every time you do something to help, it falls apart!” she again blasted him with a bolt of white energy from her hand, sending him across the room and into the wall with a thud.
He whimpered and grunted while pushing his way back up to his feet. “You’re welcome.”
“Do you ever think things through? Will you ever have an escape plan?”
“I don’t need to this time, there’s no way to possibly go wrong with this.”
“You are so bloody arrogant!” she hissed before moving her arm and sending him across the room, into another wall.
He reached up to his lip and felt the cut that had formed, studying the blood on his fingertips. “You still love me.”
“I mourned you! You were dead!”
“Just stop,” he crawled towards her. “I’m here, Finn. You need mourn no longer.”
She looked down into his eyes.
“I can’t trust you,” her lip trembled. “I told you from the beginning, if you ever lied to me…”
“I know, my love. I am so, so sorry,” he reached for her hands. “I know I’m the cause for so much of your pain, and it guts me. I can’t stand to see tears in your eyes, I’m completely to fault for them being there right now. You know me better than anyone, you know what’s in my heart. Everything I’ve done, has been for you.”
“Loki,” she looked away.
“Please forgive me,” he whispered.
“I cannot,” she stepped away.
“I meant what I said, the day I left for the Dark World,” he pushed up to his feet. “A world without your trust isn’t one I want to be a part of.”
“You’ve already died twice though, aye?”
He dropped his shoulders. “What can I do?”
She walked out to look over the balcony. “Nothing.”
“Name it, and I’ll do it.”
“I want nothing more from you,” she crossed her arms.
“Finna,” he placed his hands on her shoulders. “Please,” he begged. “Why can’t you believe that I did what I had to in order to save your life?!”
“You say you know me, but you know nothing,” she huffed. “I am not afraid of death, I welcome it; and I would have rather been dead than spend one second not being your wife.” She placed her hand atop his and leaned her cheek against them. She slowly turned her head and brought her sad, tear-filled eyes up to his.
In a flash, he had her in his arms, his lips pressed against hers. They pulled away only a moment to catch their breath, which gave her time to gather her thoughts and push away.
“I’m supposed to be in here, right now, seeking council with the Allfather; asking him questions about the new powers and abilities of his I just gained.”
“I grew up with him; I’ll answer any question you have.”
“You have an answer for everything, don’t you?” she rolled her eyes. “Then tell me, how is this supposed to end?”
“What?”
“You made me Queen while pretending to be the retired King. Where do you go now, how does this end?”
He watched her silently.
“You never change,” she shook her head sadly.
“We’ll make it work.”
“What, with you to my right and Thor on my left?”
“Do you love him?” he asked quickly.
She searched his eyes. “I do.”
He took a step back and leaned against the wall. “Well now, that complicates things.”
“That does?” she threw her head back in laughter. “None of this other stuff is a bother, but my being with another man is what complicates it?”
He smiled as he realized what she was saying.
She raised her hand to her head and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
“Are you alright?” he was by her side in an instant.
“I can hear the thoughts of everyone in the city. It’s a bit overwhelming.”
“Well you can turn off Thor, he’s basically a barbarian.”
She burst into a grin. “I’ve missed you.”
“And I you, my darling,” he sat her down on a bench, wrapping his arms around her. “You’re right, I didn’t think this completely through. Perhaps we should travel to Nornheim and you can speak to Odin himself.”
“Would you be willing to aid me if you were he?”
“Trust me, he may never want to leave. Karnilla has him locked up with a dozen or so women, it’s been a nonstop orgy since I left him there.”
She raised her eyebrows. “I’d volunteer to be imprisoned again if it was like that.”
“Wouldn’t we all?”
She placed her hand on his knee and rested her cheek against his shoulder. “I’ve told Alrekk that you died honorably.”
“He need not know anything further.”
“You shouldn’t play on the emotions of your loved ones.”
“It is what I’m good at, though.”
She closed her eyes and smiled. “That is not all you’re good at.”
He let a low rumble escape his chest as he lurched toward her.
Finna closed her eyes and shook her head as all of the feelings she had for him returned. Once again, no matter how wrong a relationship would be, in their souls… it felt right. “Why can’t I say no to you?”
“Ancient magic brought us together, remember? We’ve never been in control of it.”
“Finna?” Grimm called from the door.
“Yes Da?” she asked in her mind.
“Are you feeling alright? Thor mentioned that you may be overwhelmed by Odin’s powers.”
“I am fine. I’m trying to get used to my new abilities.”
“Which are?”
“Lengthy,” she giggled. “I’ll be ready to proceed to the feast soon.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
She looked up into Loki’s eyes and took his hands. He smiled for a moment as her eyes glowed bright green. “Finn?”
“If you’re telling the truth, you won’t mind if I take a look.”
“Finna…”
“Relax,” she looked deeply into his eyes and began to read his thoughts and memories. She went through the events of the past few days as he portrayed the role of Odin, his stolen glances at her and preparations made for her coronation. She then went back to Nornheim when he imprisoned his father, and slept with Queen Karnilla.
She went through everything he did, seeing her lost in the Darkness yet again, portraying the role as Einherjar, and back to the Dark World. She saw the fight that took place, and their trickery of the Dark Elves.
His memories began to flash by faster as she went all the way back to their annulment, the last time they made love, her thoughts in his mind while she was away, the birth of their son, the battle on Earth, his capture at the hands of The Titan.
She went all the way back past their wedding, to the moment they met. As she brought herself back from his mind, he closed his eyes and reached for the back of the bench as she caught her breath.
They were both quiet for a long moment.
Loki cleared his throat. “You know everything now.”
“I do,” she watched him.
“And?”
“You lie just as much as you tell the truth.”
He frowned as he watched her.
“So you really did expect me just to… melt into a puddle when you revealed yourself today?”
“Um…”
“How little do you think of me?”
“I…”
“You are amazing,” she rose to her feet. “You gave up on us, on me. You lied to everyone and caused our marriage to be removed from the annals of history. You broke my heart so thoroughly that the Gods removed their curse on me and revoked my claim to you… and you expect me to fall all over you?”
“Finna…”
She waved her hand, causing him to shift back into Odin’s likeness. “I have Nine Realms to oversee. I don’t have time for your shenanigans.”
“You are mine!” he found his voice.
“I am Queen,” she raised her voice. “I belong to no man!”
He stood speechless as she walked off and opened the doors.
6 notes · View notes
fanficfreekmcu · 3 years
Text
The Farce of Free Will (54)
Tumblr media
ᚳᚻᚫᛈᛏᛖᚱ ᛚᛁᛋᛏ, ᛋᚢᛗᛗᚫᚱᚣ, & ᚹᚫᚱᚾᛁᚾᚷᛋ
Finna’s screams shook the entire palace as Thor arrived at the doors to her wing. He closed his eyes as the sounds of her entire house being destroyed echoed from within the walls before composing himself and stepping in.
He ducked just in time to miss receiving a sword to the head and turned to see it sticking out of the wood of the door.
“Leave me be, Thor!” she warned.
“Trust me, Father may not be afraid of you but I definitely am!” he smirked.
She threw a ball of energy at him as he knocked it away with his fist. He winced as he shook his hand. “Can we speak?”
“Apparently there’s nothing to speak about!” she hissed.
He glanced around the room, noting that there was absolutely nothing in the residence that she hadn’t destroyed. If he had to guess, she probably let loose with her magic as soon as she stepped through the doors. He then noticed her house staff, hiding and cowering in the doorway to the kitchen. “Perhaps we should find a new decorator for you then?”
She growled as she again raised her hand.
“Hey!” he lifted his hands defensively. “I am not your enemy.”
“You did nothing,” her lip trembled. “No one championed my cause.”
“He is King,” he sighed. “We may not agree with his decisions, but we must obey them.”
“I never wanted this!”
“He is giving you more responsibility, Finn. We will be working together, learning together. We are equals now.”
“I will never be your equal,” she walked over to the stairs and sat. “Sometimes… I want to grab Alrekk and run, never to look back.”
“Please don’t,” he sat beside her. “I need you now, more than ever.”
She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed. “You have even less of a say than I in this.”
“I was just told that the Allfather wants me to marry the love of my life. Who in their right mind would argue with that?”
She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Got a point.”
They were both silent for a moment. “How did he find out?”
She turned to look up at him. “I visited Loki.”
“Loki knows you’re carrying my second child?” he scoffed. “And you’re still alive?”
“I told you before, I have no reason to fear my hu…” she turned away as if in pain. “Loki would never hurt me.”
“I’m sorry, Finn,” he took her hand. “Truly, I am.”
“Thank you,” she again leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed. “I fear for what he might do when he finds out in the morning.”
“As do I,” he rolled his eyes. “Father’s just looking for a reason to kill him at this point.”
“No… Odin wants him to suffer… He’s taken away his freedom, and now he’s taking away his wife. I truly fear for what he might do next.”
“You? Fear something?!” he laughed. “That will be the day!”
“Yeah, well… keep quiet, will you?”
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and hugged her. “Do you want to marry me?”
“I wanted to marry you the first time I woke up in your arms in your tent on Nidavellir.”
“The choice has been taken out of our hands.”
“Aye,” she sighed. “I’m not sure I’ve ever had a choice. Edel was selected by my father, Loki manipulated the entire situation…”
“You’ve never had a choice, have you?”
“Have you?”
He thought things over in his head. “Only with Jane.”
“Your human? What about Sif? You two were together for a long time.”
“It was arranged by our parents a long time ago,” he smiled. “I loved her out of duty and expectation.”
She rolled her eyes. “I completely understand that.”
“If you had a choice…”
“You know I hate to play those games.”
“Who do you think you’d have married?”
“I wouldn’t,” she cocked her eyebrow with a smile. “Marriage is completely overrated, in my experience. If I had my choice I’d have a handful of men at my beck and call.”
He threw his head back in laughter. “You are so much fun, Finn.”
“I used to be,” she sighed. “Now I’m a Princess.”
“You will always be the same amazing Shieldmaiden I met on the practice field all those many years ago.”
She leaned up and kissed him before leaning against him. “Thanks Thor.”
“Now, since you have absolutely no control over the Allfather’s plans, I’m going to go and plead my case.”
“Your case?” she raised her eyebrows.
“I will not be thrown into a marriage neither of us was prepared for. I need time to visit Jane. I just… need time.”
“May you have the angels on your side,” she sighed.
7 notes · View notes
2dfanficfreek · 2 years
Text
Lessons In Love
Tumblr media
Chapters: 12/?
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Satan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Belphegor (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Original Demon Characters (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Original Human Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Additional Tags: Reverse Harem, Harem, Heavy Petting, Drinking, Angst with a Happy Ending, Threats of Violence
Series: Part 2 of Tales from the Devildom
Summary: Adventures of a human exchange student in a house full of demons. Events take place between Belphie’s escape from the attic and MC’s first return to the Human Realm and loosely follows the Obey Me! storyline.
Ao3 Link
6 notes · View notes