#thor odinson x fem!reader

[neonovember]

Reigning expectations pt.2

pairing: thor x fem!reader

summary: Your feelings of inadequacy come forth as thor tries to prove that you deserve whats been transcribed by the gods

word count: 4K

warnings: illusion to smut, depression, self esteem issues, thor’s dirty mouth, probably inaccurate depictions of Thor and Asgard

a/n: pretend I know what I’m talking about, this part two has been long over due

MINORS DNI

The clang of the mythological metal rang through the Avengers tower as it tobbled from your grip and lay flat against the hardwood floor. There is an imminent silence that blankets the team, as they, all of them, wallow in the confusion and wonderment that had just occurred. 

The cool midnight breeze wafts in from the balcony doors, and New York glitters with phasing lights and smoke.

It lasts a mere second before the entire team has enveloped the space with rapid questions and demands, each derangily looking between Thor and an alarmingly frozen you. You press your fingernails into your palms, and as your ears begin to ring, the rush of realisation hits you hard then, and it almost tobbles you beside the damn hammer itself.

Quickly rising, your eyes scan the tower, and you don't hesitate for a second before dashing through your teammates, trying to escape the questions you have no answer for and the reality that you have no desire to face. The end of the hallway has an enclosed door that leads to an elevator that takes you straight to the rooftop, separate from the main elevator and one you've found all on your own. You were not shy from escaping into the night air to feel the relief of air gushing through your lungs, it was just a tad bit safer 12 stories high.

Pressing the buttons impatiently, you stand erect in the metal elevator, surrounded by glistening mirrors you can't help but scrutinise your reflection. A queen? A descendant of a god? You let out a pathetic laugh that you hide from yourself. There must have been some cosmic shift in the universe that caused you to lift that hammer, a blip in the loops of universes that made up your timeline, anything, everything, just something that didn't mean worthiness.

Your entire life you had gambled with bouts of low self-esteem, it would manifest through periods of deep self-loathing and merely acceptance of yourself. Everything you did, and every choice you made would be scrutinised by those closest to you, and when the team accepted you as their one you couldn't quite understand why. You didn't know it then but that moment was when you truly started living, the team was your bedrock, the resounding calm after the storm, they helped you pick up the pieces when they fell all those years ago, and now? Now you fear everything was about to change.

You slide down the elevator walls, feeling the mirrors crowding you, leaning in, as push your heated skin against the cool metal walls. You can’t face yourself, much less the thought of your mythological destiny.

— -

Thor’s POV

The team looks towards one another, confusion lifting their features from the amusement and loudness just moments ago.

God, you had truly lifted it. Every harrowing thought that clouds and preens against Thor's mind are are all confused and disoriented. But the pulse in his heart quickens, and his eyes glaze over and he just knows.

He always knew you were worthy. 

It bubbles in his heart and causes a restlessness to clamour its way into his chest. It radiates from the tips of his toes to his golden locks, this knowing, it drives him to search and reach for you, for his girl, for his Lady.

A hand presses into his arm, tugging at the tailored navy cloth of a thousand threads

“Thor??, Thor can you hear me??” The baritone voice breaks through his fazed-out expression, causing him to turn swiftly to Steve.

Thor can only manage a gurgle of noise that escaped from his throat, his head swiftly nodding as a concerned look pulls against Steve’s golden features.

“Did you know about this? About another being on Earth holding the capability of your hammer?” Steve asks, eyes widening.

“Not even a celestial being Thor, a goddamn mortal, a human, our fuckin- our teammate, how is that even possible?” Banner interrupts, his gruff voice pitching higher at the end of his sentence. The smell of spilt booze and tobacco intensifies as Bruce sits down on the coffee table across from Thor.

“I-uh, I had no idea” Liar.

“The hammer, Mjolnir, it, it was crafted millions of years before our time, at the hands of mythological legends that embedded a deep power that cannot be explained nor restrained by the-the physics of this world” Thor begins to explain, hands flying across from him, gesturing to the tower and beyond the thick window walls.

The team leans in, the puzzling amusement wafts in the air and they hold their breath, none of them could lift it even a hair, and yet, you grasped it like it weighed nothing like it was a part of you.

What other hidden powers did you possess? What other lurking lineage would manifest out of the blue, causing them to wonder what you truly wore, even years later.

“While it may seem incredibly heavy to all of you, for me, and-and now for y/n” Thor gestures to your seat, before finding it empty, the imprint of your body pressed into the leather but no sign of you.

Thor quickly rises from his seat, moving from the crowding space of the coach, his eyes flicker across from the team, and still, your absence harrows deeper into his chest.

Shaking with earnestness to find you and tell you all the things left at the tip of his tongue and bit back into his lip, the sounds of the team are muffled from his ears.

A crackling fire breathes deep within him, black and blue flames licking their way up his stomach, pushing him, burning him with a sole purpose that bristles the hairs down his back.

Find her. Help her. Keep her.

“Thor? We’re you going?” Tony asks, the drunken liquor that had once softened his features hardened again, the prior events sobering him quickly.

“Y/n, she- she’s gone” Thor replies, his voice cracking as he begins to move

“Shit” Mutters Tony, before moving from his position, calling for Friday to secure the building, barring all exits.

“If she gets out, she’s going to be confused, that power that runs through your veins, it brings something within you, and if we don’t find her, she might- she’s going to..” Thor replies, his eyes darting across his teammates, tugging at his collar which has begun to itch his skin.

“She’s going to hurt some people” Steve replies, an understanding that blankets his features, nodding with a gruff mumbling through a tight-lipped mouth.

“More like a lot of people” Tony snorts, fingers fumbling at indiscreet buttons embedded into his tailored suit. Whilst the rest of the team begin gearing up to find you, and suddenly, like a flash of wind and rain, Thor gritty his teeth and steps forward.

“Wait, stop, STOP, before you all try and hound her, let me talk to her, I’m the only one who can, and believe me, she's not going to want her team mates scurrying around the tower like she's some intruder”. Thor says, before Tony scoffs loudly

“Listen, I get the whole kicked puppy appeal, and I know how you like to play Prince Charming, but we need to find her as quick as possible, this isnt just for our safety, its for hers. Did you ever think about that?” Tony replies, eyebrows raising expectedly.

“She barely knows what's happening to her, and she could end up hurting herself alright? Unlike many of you who think I actually care about the team, well maybe just Y/N but still.” Tony murmur, as he casts his gaze across the team.

“Which is exactly why I, need to find her, not you not the team, not Lady Friday, me” Thor emphasises the word, pressing his index towards his chest.

Tony sighs, he's shoulder giving way, teeth grinding and he bits back a harsh retort, Bruce shifts on his feet, knuckles rubbing across his bottom lip as his mind runs over the hundred questions and possibilities pressing his mind.

“Maybe he's right,” He says, causing Tony to swiftly turn his neck, eyebrows raising as he cocks his head in shock.

“Jesus Banner, you're telling me you agree with him?” Tony replies, a comical laugh leaving his mouth as shakes his head in dissaprovment.

“Look, Tony, I want, more than anything to find her as quick as possible and find out what or how this is happening, alright? But we've got to be smart about this, she's going to be out there, scared, and feeling disoriented, and that isn't a good combination with cosmic wielding powers. The only one who can reach her, through the fog and mist of confusion is Thor.” Banner replies, eyes noting Tony’s scrutinising gaze.

“You should go” A voice rises from the team before Bucky coughs loudly,

“He needs to go, Tony, she only needs one person at this point, and it's you, it's gotta be you” Bucky replies, nodding towards Thor who returns the same gesture.

“Always voted out of a team I practically created, why do I even try anymore” Murmurs Tony, scratching his chin roughly, before he seems to surrender as Thor’s blazing blues bore into him.

Before Thor has a chance to step forward, Tony's gruff voice presses him to stop.

His hands reach down to pat his pack pocket awkwardly, before shifting his reach into his jacket, he throws a small rectangle screen towards the golden-haired god.

“It’s a portable tablet screen that's directly connected to Friday, think of it as a, uh mini Friday in your pocket. If you need us, just click the side button twice,” explains Tony. As Thor pockets the tablet securely, he nods towards him, an understanding that is murmured between their eyes.

And with a turn, Thor takes off into the darkness of the expansive tower, following the route he's carved into the forefront of his mind. The route he knows you take every day, hoping to the gods he’ll find his girl.

--- -

Shouldering the rooftop door open the gush of the city air fills your lungs with mouthfuls, the sting of smoke and escaped steam wrinkle your nose and you sigh out loud at the circumstance you face this rooftop with.

You ride your dress up as you fumble to reach for a maroon brick, shoving it carelessly between the door and the adjacent wall to keep I from locking from the inside.

Walking through the rooftops brick terrace held together by rows of porcelain columns, the glitter of strung fairy lights glistens against your skin, the midnight breeze wafts through your hair and you can't understand why but there is a sliver of unease that runs down your back, bristling the hairs on the curve of it.

Stepping towards the edge of the rooftop, your eyes strain as they watch the waves of yellow cabs and red umbrellas, rolling over and crashing into the bank, pulling back, and pushing into the sea of people that engulfed this city. Sky-scratching buildings seem to loom down on you, as you raise your head towards the skies, towards the thin band of here and there, the world in which its lineage ran through your veins.

You wondered if you would live between those two worlds, between the green and blue of Earth and the luminous realms of Asgard. Would you have to forgo your life on Earth? Leave your teammates to go fight- to go fulfil some designated throne that had been waiting for you since the inception of time? Your thoughts are cut off as you feel that same shiver caress your spine, it's blinding in its uncomfortableness, like an itch you cannot scratch.

And without any conscious reason, you feel yourself recognise the presence of another being, one that feels connected to you, beyond the strained curiosity and shock your other teammates had plastered on their faces. 

This person, they reach for you, the whisper of their knowing hands, strong, as they'd hold you, stripping away everything else, the constraints of normalcy and what dictates ordinary on Earth. Reaching for you, like they know, like they understand, like they too grasp the strength of the Nordic grafted hammer.

“Thor” You whisper, head tilted towards the black oil spill that spreads across the evening sky.

“M’lady” He replies swiftly, the sound of his boots stepping forward from their place leaning against the rooftop door frame.

“How did you find me” You chuckle humourlessly, letting the auburn locks fall across your face, a curtain that guards you against the world.

“If I knew better, I’d call it a hunch, but if I'm being completely honest? I can’t help but notice you in a room full of others, you pull me, like some invisible force, where you go I follow, call me foolish and I’d say I’m but a fool for you”. Thor replies, with a deep baritone voice that causes you to quiver.

You gulp at his admonishment, softly turning your body to gaze towards his lingering figure, a stretch of space between you two that told you if you didn't want this you could still back away and run from it. A stretch of space Thor always kept from you, keeping you at arm's length until now, until he couldn't bare to keep you away.

He overpowers everything, his stature looming over everyone in the team like some formidable statue, the cloth navy shirt and pants going to every muscle and ripple in his body, the threads stretching across his expansive chest and back.

The whips of his dirty blonde hair escape his haphazard bun, licking the edges of his beard and curved lashes beaded with a sunset yellow. The wind flutters around him, a blossom appearing on his cheeks and neck, as his eyes survey your expression, trying to decipher your response through the stone of your features.

“You-” You clear your throat as you continue “You truly mean that?” You whisper back, stepping closer towards him. He looks across at you, eyes fluttering under heavy lids, nodding furiously as he steps towards you, causing you to step back until the small of your back brushes against the rooftop railing.

“Swear to the gods, this is a truth I’ve held closer than anything in my life” Thor promises, he's closer now, close enough where you can trace the sun-kissed freckles across his cheeks or the whisper of a white scar that snakes its way across his forehead.

“Let me help you? Please?” Thor looks down at you, a fire burning within the storm of his azure eyes, waves crashing against each other, the depth of a dark beast that tries to swallow you whole.

You furrow your eyebrows, your heart pounding against your chest as you swallow thickly, looking up towards him you reach for his arm and he grasps you earnestly, squeezing hard.

“I don't want to hurt people Thor, and- and I don't think there is anything you can help me with” You reply, as you press your teeth into your bottom lip.

Thor’s gaze on your bristles,  his jaw tight as he observes you closely, his eyes darken before he shakes the moment away.

“What do you mean?” Thor replies, confusion spreading across his features

“Thor, do you honestly believe I am some kind of long-lost queen to your dynasty? That I, have the duty and honour to carry that hammer?” You reply, your gaze shifting across his features, as a moment of realisation hits him.

“You don't think you're worthy.” He murmurs, shaking his head as if the mere saying revolted him.

You bite your lip, smiling hard before nodding, it was true after all, so why did it hurt so much when it came from his mouth?

“Did you think I truly believed I was when I grasped Mjolnir in my hand all those years before? Every single fibre of my being dripped with doubt that It wouldn't nudge, that some overarching god saw my deepest fears and believed them”. He replies, his eyes glazed as if reminiscing about life before.

You listen carefully, but can't help the look of shock that overpowers your features. The hammer was practically grafted for him, the hilt and handle moulded to fit the length of his hand. His big, burly, thick hands. And yet he was doubtful, a voice tries to doubt his words, saying they are just a front, but you know, deep down, that he is probably the only person who has spoken to you this truthfully, the only person you know looks at you and sees you. 

“And you know what happened?” Thor continues “I picked it up, and with it those doubts lay where they would, and I was so thankful, that they saw everything, my deepest fears, but refused to believe them as true. Refused to give them any chance to destroy me”. He replies

“And now, I come to you, and hope to god I give you that same reassurance, that same ever-lasting remembrance that you are, and will always be, worthy” Thor replies, fingers tracing the curve of your face, tucking a curl behind your ear.

“This isn’t to say I don't carry those same doubts, trust me, darling, they are with me, each and every day, but most days, the belief in me is a little louder” Thor replies, a smile tugging his lips as he looks at you.

“It’s just- it's just so confusing. I mean why now?” You reply.

“Gods tend to have a pretty funny sense of humour, trust me” Thor replies, a chuckle escaping his mouth, it's beautiful, the sound still held back by nerves and the eagerness to not make a fool of himself infant of you.

You can't help but let a giggle leave you, the sound so foreign after so many years of your non-expressive facade, it felt good, to let yourself be free, let yourself go of the pain of everything unsaid.

“You know, before the team, before everything really, I had a sister. She was younger than me but so so tall, and had this amazing raven hair that just fell into beautiful curls down her back. I always felt I needed to protect her, even when I didn't know what that meant you know? And then she died, and my entire life just caved in on itself” You murmur, the memories of those years before pain you, the familiar burn aching just like it was yesterday.

“I was so broken Thor, I mean, just- I was ruined” You smile, tears ebbing on your waterline as you shake yourself.

“How could I possess such power, such significance, when I was so destroyed for years? When I couldn't even bath myself when I couldn’t- when I could protect her. I was weak, and that stays with you, I feel it in my bones. It stays with you” You struggle to swallow around the brick lodged into your throat, blinking back tears that have begun to stain your cheeks.

Thor's hand comes to swipe them away with his thumb, holding it there so that he grasped your face, and scooped it within the mass of his enormous hands. You get safe in them, like the horrors of your past could be protected by his index and thumb.

“The pain, the pain of losing someone close to you, it’s like that of losing a part of yourself, during the battle of Asgard, I had lost-” Thor coughs, shaking his head before continuing. “I had lost one of my dearest comrades, my confidante, my friend. I took it, the pain, and I kept it within me, letting it fester and bellow as more of my loved ones passed. I didn't know it then but I was slowly stripping away, decorticating and rotting from the inside out”.

“I don't think I will ever forgive myself you know? For not doing enough, for doing too much, I don't know. It’s all such a blur, just feelings and memories now, that pain is there.” Thor replies mournfully, pressing a hand to your chest softly.

“But there comes a point where you have to make a decision, to either allow yourself to sink further down the depression and grief, are allow it to be a part of yourself, letting its waves crash over you rather than against you, let the storm take you until it has no choice but to pass”

“It’s there and we carry it with us every day and isn't that enough? Isn’t the pain we feel a testament to our love? To the love, we felt for them? In some weird way, this hammer? Mjolnir? it saved me. Appearing every time I called for it, by my side through it all, and I want that for you, I want you to feel that you can trust me enough to keep me by your side”. Thor replies, wiping away the tears that glisten from the city lights from your cheeks, dipping his head to lean it against your own.

“Oh Thor” You sigh, the sound of his name ripping through you like an avalanche, the emotions you've kept buried deep within the carcass of your chest finally ripped wide open.

Thor shudders at the sound of his name leaving your pretty lips, gods he was enamoured, the way your soft voice whispered the curves and flicks of his syllables. He wonders how you'd whisper it, how you'd shout it in the throes of pleasure, keening as he filed you to the hilt, dark hair sprawled as he rocked into your slick folds.

“I came to his rooftop as a signal of my resignation to this crazy idea of wielding Mjolnir, to give in, yet again to the harrowing voices that had soon taken over every thought in my brain since my sister's death” You reply, eyes shifting to the murmur of the Hudson, the deep river that held and accepting your darkest admonishes, your darkest secrets with open arms.

“And now, now, you've let me see, Thor, you've let me finally see” You croak, a teary smile as you reach for him, your hands grasping at the hairs on his nape.

“How can I thank you? How can I possibly thank you for believing me, my stupid fears, my regrets, my past? For taking the chance none in years had ever?” You reply

Thor looks down at you, the beginnings of an unravelling love tearing through his features, his eyes shining as the gaze over each slope and line of your face, hands tugging as they grip your waist closer to his towering figure.

God, he thinks he’s always known you were something special, from the moment you had spilt half your coffee on him to the moment you had tackled him down on that rubbery training room floor. The curves of your hips pressing into the hardness of his stomach- Jesus Christ.

He couldn't help but spend his nights imagining you pined under him after that, how pretty you’d look with him taking care of you, and now, with the reality, you would both be faced with, with you being able to imprint your presence in the city and world he loved, his cock throbbed with need.

He could picture it now, your curved back sleeping peacefully in his bed in Asgard, left bare save from the threaded blanket strewn between you both. The shine of the city’s morning light filtered into the large pane windows of the castle. Thor answering calls from the team, before you nudged him gently, the need spreading across your face with the bite of your lip and flutter of your eyes. Throwing the tablet across the room before pressing into you sopping heat with a groan, pressing soft kisses to your neck as he shushes you gently “I know baby, I know, let me take care of you hm?” And oh would he fulfil your every burning, dying wish. 

Thor didn't have much these days, just stolen memories and tobacco-burnt loves. But now, now he felt he had you, entirely, now he felt you had him, wholly. Until all you saw was a man who wanted to love you, and all he saw was a goddess beneath him.

“Hold me tight, My Lady, and don’t ever let go” Thor presses into your neck, before the burning blue light of Mjolnir colours your eyes, the rooftop terrace, and the sky above. The electricity pushing you forth into the sky as Thor guides your hands to the hilt, letting you feel the power that surges in you, the power that is destined and owed to you, and you only.

His Queen.

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A Worthy Prank - Thor Odinson X Female Reader

Title: A Worthy Prank

Thor Odinson X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Steve (Mentioned), Tony (Mentioned), Natasha (Mentioned), Sam (Mentioned), Clint (Mentioned), Scott (Mentioned), and the other Avengers (Mentioned)

Requested by Anon!

WC: 1,857

Warnings: Anxiety, nervousness, horror movie mentioned, shoplifting mentioned, power outage mentioned, fighting mentioned, nicknames, slight angst, and fluff

The tower was quiet... And you were bored. You tried everything to cure your boredom. Watch a movie. Watch a horror movie, but that didn't really help. Tried to solve a puzzle, and even made a sandwich. You even went on YouTube to watch an Iceberg about old nostalgic kid's shows. But in the end... You were still bored... And nothing cured you.

Turning your head slightly as you slouched on the couch, your eyes landed on your boyfriend's hammer. You always wanted to lift the hammer, and you had times when you could've but you were scared. You didn't think you were worthy at all. You weren't an angel, you did some bad things when you were a kid as all kids do. You'll never forget having to apologize to a cashier for getting caught shoplifting a glue stick when you were four. 

But, now that you were finally alone with the hammer, you could finally pick it up without the possible ridicule or embarrassment. You hated being put on the spot, especially in front of all of your superhero friends. All their eyes were on you as Tony tried to convince you to lift the hammer. You had to laugh awkwardly, waving him off before they forgot about you and made Steve try and lift the hammer instead.

So, here you were, still staring down at the hammer half an hour later, trying to figure out if you could lift it. The hammer seemed so heavy, like something out of a fairytale. The thought of lifting this thing made your stomach twist nervously. You could feel your face flush with embarrassment. How much courage must you have to do that?! What if you drop the hammer? Broke something? Tony would have your head if you broke his favorite coffee table. You scoffed at that, Tony wouldn't care, he was rich. He could buy another. Looking back at the hammer, you ran a hand through your hair, before letting out a dramatic sigh.

Closing your eyes, you reached out, and wrapped your hand around the handle, before lifting the hammer up. For a split second, you felt a rush of adrenaline course through you. But it disappeared as quickly as it came, leaving your body tense and shaky as you let out a breath. It only lasted for a second, yet it took your breath away. This was too much for you. Opening your eyes, they widened, as you stared at the hammer in your hand. 

You were worthy.

You let out a breath, blinking rapidly as you slowly moved the hammer up and down; it was light as a feather. You smiled, feeling giddy from how light and easy it was to lift. Before you knew it, you jumped into the air in joy, before flipping the hammer in the air and catching it once more. You grabbed the hammer with both hands, bringing it closer to you as you closed your eyes, smiling widely. "I am worthy." You whispered, letting out a breathy laugh, "I am worthy." You repeated quietly, the hammer fits perfectly in your hand, as though it was made just for you. "I am technically King of Asgard." You smirked, twirling the hammer around proudly, before jumping onto the counter, and landing on your feet with ease. Raising the hammer in the air, you let out a triumphant laugh, as the hammer crackled and the power went out. You flinched, dropping the hammer on the counter by your feet with a loud thud. "Oops."

~~~

After the power came back on, you were back to being bored. Before you got an idea. Finding the hammer once more, you picked it up. Testing the feather-light weight, you swung it around in your hand. It was odd how quiet the tower was, but most of the team were on missions, and others were somewhere else in the tower. You were kind of lonely. You missed Thor... Since he was training with Steve. You wished you both had more time together, but it was kind of hard when you were both superheroes for the world. But you treasured the times when it was just the two of you, watching movies, cuddling, just fooling around... 

Getting an idea, you knew that you'd see Thor in a couple of hours, right before dinner, so you began scheming. Your mind raced with ideas on how to prank Thor, and then you thought of something. The hammer comes to you when you call it, so when Thor calls to Mjölnir, you'd subtly do the same thing. From what you imagined, hopefully, if it worked out and didn't fail, Mjölnir would slightly move away. Your mind pictured how confused Thor would be when he tries to call for Mjölnir but it doesn't listen.

You smirked, plopping down on the couch with Mjölnir on your lap, staring mischievously at the tv as it played an old 80s movie, you snickered, petting the hammer like an old movie villain as you began plotting again. 

~~~

Thor sighed as the elevator door opened, stepping out into the main room, Thor spotted you on the couch, his hammer across from you, exactly where he left it. You were watching something on the large tv, but Thor didn't know what it was. Something cartoon-y with a unicorn. Looking up, you instantly smiled, meeting Thor's eyes. "Thor, baby, hi. How was training?" You asked,  looking at him adoringly. Thor smiled back, walking over to you, and sitting next to you. 

"Good," Thor told you, kissing your forehead, "Steve has been giving me a lot of help with my battle strategies."

You nodded, humming in agreement, "That's good. I missed you." You turned in your seat towards him, grabbing one of his hands with yours and rubbing circles with your thumb. Thor chuckled lightly, squeezing your hand lightly. 

"I missed you more, my queen." He replied, leaning forward to place a kiss on your lips. After pulling back, Thor rested his head against yours, smiling softly. You hummed contently, before closing your eyes and relaxing. Thor loved seeing you like that. He loved that whenever he saw you relaxed, there was a smile on your face. "How was your day, my love?" Thor asked softly, stroking your cheek gently with the pad of his finger.

You smiled, looking at him adoringly before answering, "Busy. Busy." And Thor chuckled lightly.

"Busy doing what, my love?" He asked, "From what I remember, I left for training and you were on this couch, and I came back and you are still on the couch."

You smirked lightly, rubbing your nose against his, "Are you calling me lazy, Thor?" You teased, grinning when he rolled his eyes playfully.

"Not at all," Thor replied, "Just curious." He added with a smile, "Besides, I am sure if I was in your shoes, I would've fallen asleep already."

You laughed lightly, "You're probably right," You said happily, snuggling closer to Thor. Thor wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him while resting his chin on top of your head. "So, any plans for dinner tonight?" You asked, playing with Thor's fingers.

"No," He answered after thinking for a moment, "But I think I heard something about Sam bringing takeout," Thor replied, running his fingers through your hair.

"Well, I'm excited." You muttered, closing your eyes. "Is it pizza?" You asked curiously.

"I know not, my dove," Thor spoke, before sitting up, "But, we might as well clean the table off." He spoke, and you smirked, this was your chance.

As if in slow motion, you watched as Thor reached out for the hammer. You splayed out your hand, concentrating on moving the hammer slightly towards you. Just as Thor's fingers brushed the handle, you moved the hammer, Thor trying to grasp nothing. Thor paused, furrowing his eyebrows as he tried again, the hammer moving again. Once again, nothing. You couldn't stop yourself from laughing at his frustrated expression. You shook your head, giggling lightly. Thor looked over to you, raising an eyebrow as you continued to chuckle, "What?" He questioned.

"The hammer." You replied, shaking your head. Thor blinked. "It's not listening." You added, still chuckling slightly. 

Thor stared at the hammer once more, trying to figure out why the hammer kept scooting just out of his reach. Until you continued to laugh, making him realize something. Slowly turning back towards you, Thor's eyes widened in shock. "Y/N..?" He asked, "Do you have an explanation for this?" He questioned, his voice laced with confusion.

You gave him a look of innocence as if you didn't even know what you did wrong. "Uh..." You started, before trailing off, trying to think of something. You knew you should tell him, but your mind was blank. Your mouth hung open for a few moments, as you tried to think of something. Finally, you shrugged, looking down and blushing a little bit. "My bad." You mumbled, before laying back down on the couch. 

You waited, nervously, wondering what Thor would say to you. Would he be angry? Or annoyed? Instead, Thor leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours, taking you by surprise. You instantly melted into the kiss, wrapping your arms around him as you kissed back. Thor pulled away first, smiling as he placed a soft peck on your lips. "Don't worry," He murmured, cupping your cheek gently, "I'm not mad at you." You looked up at him, smiling shyly, "I am beyond joyful, my love. You are worthy." He added, pressing another quick kiss to your lips before settling himself comfortably on the couch beside you. "And I am beyond proud." He added, putting his arm around your shoulder.

~~~

The next day, you and Thor decided to have fun with the other Avengers once they all came back from their missions. First, you both left the hammer on Tony's personal toilet, so he couldn't use it and had to use a regular toilet that didn't have built-in Bluetooth. You didn't dare prank Natasha, but you both pranked Clint; by closing off a vent he liked to go through. You even pranked Scott, placing one of his playing cards under the hammer, so he only had fifty-one cards in his deck. Overall, it was a fun and great bonding experience between you and Thor. In the end, all your amazing pranks were forgiven and you, Thor, and most of the team sat together watching a movie. 

When you all went to bed that night, you sighed, wrapping your arms around Thor. "This is nice." You admitted quietly, nuzzling your face against his chest. Thor wrapped his arms around you, smiling.

"It is." Thor agreed.

"Mmm..." You moaned softly, sighing deeply. Thor tightened his hold on you, pulling you closer as you nuzzled into him. "Do you want to go get Pop-Tarts tomorrow?" You asked softly, lifting your head to look up at Thor.

"I think that sounds wonderful, my love" Thor responded, smiling. You grinned brightly at him, pressing a quick peck to his jaw before you nestled back against him, smiling contentedly.

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[th3-c0rps3-r0gu3]

Natasha: if you could be any animal what would it be?

Wanda: ooh a cat!

Tony: fox.

Steve: eagle

Thor: bear!

Y/n: butterfly.

Natasha: a butterfly? Y'know they only live for like a week.

Y/n: hence why I wanna be one.

Natasha: dekta no.

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[s0ulsniper]

getting caught making out || avengers + loki

warnings: fem!reader, cursing, suggestive/spicy but never any actual smut, not really proofread

synopsis: making out with the avengers (separate) and getting caught, how they would react.

pairings: avengers (separate) x AFAB!reader

a/n: it's not just the og six by the way, gotta little carried away, also let's pretend there was a point peter lived with the rest of the avengers.

NATASHA ROMANOFF | n.r.

it was risky, up against the wall in one of the many training rooms. Natasha had been sparring with you, teaching each other tricks also. one thing led to another and nat was pushed up against you, hands roaming your body.

she knows very well how to control herself, but when it came to you she struggled. the frustration with it also didn't help any bit.

you felt her knee between your legs and her hand beside your head, it all made your brain go straight to mush. you didn't care about being caught or the consequences. all you cared about was making out with your girlfriend.

her other hand suddenly comes up to grip at your waist and push your hips even closer to hers even though it felt impossible.

the door of the training room creaks open to reveal an unamused Steve.

he apologizes profusely but scolds you guys for it being the 3rd time this week.

nat just smirks, still holding you in her arms.

"hey, we actually finished training this time. only thing wrong with this is-... well nothing." she laughs and Steve has nothing to say

he grabs his gym bag and walks off, annoyed as if he just found his kid doing something wrong.

when he finally left Natasha turned to you.

"now where were we?"

BUCKY BARNES | b.b.

unlike usual, you guys found a private spot to make out, figuring you learned your lesson on oblivious people catching you. the spot being his room in the tower, just a couple doors down from yours, peter's and wanda's.

you were on straddling him while he rested against the headboard, he couldn't get enough. especially after not seeing you for two days while you were out with tony, bruce and rhodey to some government complaint he could care less about.

he was pretty sure he heard something about the suits and concerning things made in the lab by you and Bruce. obviously they wanted to know about it because they wanted to be greedy and take from it.

they weren't successful at all, and you guys decided to celebrate.

it was already cold in the tower but there was a noticeable change in the temperature when bucky was close, human heater was one of his many nicknames.

but there was just something about the contrast of his body and his cold arm gripping at your hips.

"missed you so much..." he mumbles into your lips.

before you could respond there's a short knock on the door before it cracks open.

both of your heads whip to the side to see who's interrupted, peter standing in the doorway.

"oh- uh sorry Mrs. y/l/n and Mr bucky" he stutters out nervously before slamming the door shut, pattering footsteps heard running down the hall.

you burst into a fit of laughter and slump against bucky, your head falling to the crook of his neck.

"not one bit of privacy..." he complains, throwing his arms over your body and flipping you over.

"anyways..." he smirks.

TONY STARK | t.s.

even though you were cautious of it, he could care less. pushing you up against a counter in the lab. it was late, and Bruce was said to have gone to bed and continue in the morning, tony took it as a chance after not getting any good alone time with you in centuries it felt like.

"tony-... tony this is risky. what if Bruce comes back?"

he grumbles while he kisses down your neck, hand at either sides of your hips securing you against the counter.

"he won't, babe... plus the doors are locked."

you roll your eyes as if there weren't glass walls everywhere.

even though you were so against it, you couldn't help but fold at the way he kissed you so passionately.

you hear a sigh behind you and Tony look up.

"had to get my phone." you hear Bruce mumble awkwardly before walking away.

you hide your face in embarrassment and tony laughs.

"guess I should listen to you more often, huh?"

BRUCE BANNER | b.b.

it was a rare occurrence, but bruce was stressed beyond belief so you wanted to help him unwind.

you both lay in bed at the compound, lights off and a dimly lit tv playing a movie you both agreed on.

except it doesn't matter what the movie was, because you certainly weren't paying attention at all.

another thing you weren't paying attention to was the door opening and an unamused bucky in the doorway.

"hey lovebirds, tony told me to tell you guys that we've got a mission in two days and take the time to relax... have fun." he smirks and walks out.

you turn to Bruce and see him turned crimson with his face in his hands.

"well at least we have time to relax." you shrug.

"that doesn't change the fact of how embarrassing that is..." Bruce mutters. "I'm seen to be the professional one 24/7."

"not anymore!" you laugh and he couldn't help but smile.

STEVE ROGERS | s.r.

it was obvious eventually you two would be caught considering you were pushed into a small closet for 7 minutes in heaven.

you had to convince him to relax a little, and when he did... oh boy.

there wasn't much in the closet, a couple random jackets, supposedly Tony's because he apparently 'doesn't have enough room in his closet'... his closet is as big as your bedroom. you laugh at the thought, though.

"can't believe you convinced me into this..." he mutters between kisses, hands cupping your cheeks.

"guess I'm just that convincing..." you smile into his lips.

you feel the distance close between your hips at his attempt for friction, and his other hand pulling you against him even harder.

the closet door flies open and tony smirks at the sight, Steve's hair messed up and you pushed against the wall.

"not so innocent, huh Rogers?" he jokes, walking away for the next round.

"were continuing this later..." he whispers, his lips brushing your ear.

LOKI LAUFEYSON | l.l.

he wasn't ashamed for anyone to see, nor did he care. you were in a dressing room while shopping at the mall and he couldn't help but kiss your perfect face.

"you're so gorgeous, darling." he smiles at you, his hands moving up and down your waist and hips.

you loved how he always showed you affection, but he really went over the top at inconvenient times.

you turned to the mirror to observe the outfit you had picked and you loved it... so did loki.

you saw him lean down in the mirror to kiss your head, then down to your neck, right at your sweet spot.

" 'mon loki... we're in public."

he presses against you, feeling him smirk into your neck.

"were secluded in public, actually. darling you have nothing to worry about-"

knocks a heard from the locked door.

"um- could you guys please hurry up? every room is taken." a worker calls.

"I stand corrected." he laughs.

PETER PARKER | p.p.

aunt may had been out for the day running errands and peter called you over to watch a movie and hangout.

you both were laying on the couch, him on top of you, his head near your collarbone comfortably, a blanket messily dropped over the two of you.

he leaned in to kiss you, but came back for more and it led to him pressed against you and kissing your neck.

"you're so pretty..." he compliments and you pull him up to kiss you, feeling him bite on your bottom lip for access.

you kiss down to his neck, his bodyweight falling limp between your legs from the pleasure.

you hear a knock on the door and ned practically screaming to let him in.

he groans and gets up fully off you.

"why does this always happen..." he complains, kissing you once more on the temple before going to answer the door.

THOR ODINSON | t.o.

it was your birthday on asgard and thor obviously had to tell the entire civilization and invite everyone to your palace.

you found yourself being held by him, kissing passionately in the empty guest room.

you two were supposed to be greeting the guests and thanking them for coming but instead he wanted to truly show you how much he loves you.

"I am so grateful you are my queen, y/n." he praises.

his large hands find the sides of your neck and face to somehow pull you closer.

"thor we should really be out saying hello to everyone..." you insist.

"m'lady, I think everyone is too drunk to notice." he smiles, his accent soothing you. "and it is our kingdom after all, I'm sure they wouldn't mind."

you feel the door move the air around you and loki complaining.

"could you guys come downstairs, please. when you aren't around, guess who's put in charge?" he pinches the bridge of his nose. "can I just tell them all to leave, lady y/n?"

"sure, loki go ahead."

"thank you."

he sighs in relief and closes the door.

thor pauses for a moment before bringing you back to kiss him, his hand at your throat.

CLINT BARTON | c.b.

he has you pressed against the door just in case anyone had tried to walk in; his hand moving from your waist to lock the door, lips never leaving yours.

there was no plan to it, the moment you walked in his room he couldn't keep his hands off you.

with wanda just had moved in, it had been very... hectic.

everyone was ecstatic and welcoming, trying to help left and right. it left no room except for at night for just the two of you.

he took the little time to his advantage, even if there would be interruptions, he didn't care and neither did you. everyone around the compound is aware of your relationship and has definitely seen pda before, so what's it if someone walks in?

a sound of yelling and laughing was heard getting progressively closer to the end of the hallway, where Clint's room was.

"OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN THE DOOR!" you heard someone scream, getting closer.

clint rolls his eyes and pulls you away from the door, a hand pulling you against him and the other opening the door.

in flies peter and Wanda, roughly shutting and locking the door behind them laughing uncontrollably.

"what did you guys do?" you quirk a brow at them.

they both look at you like kids in trouble, ignoring the pounding in the door.

"well..." Wanda starts.

"just cut to it." clint rolls his eyes.

"mr.stark, bruce and I were in the lab giving Wanda a tour and we might've knocked over a special beaker thingy..." he mumbles. "we didn't mean to! we swear..."

the pounding in the door never stops, annoying both you and Clint.

"CUT IT OUT ASSWIPES, THAT'S ANNOYING AS HELL!" you angrily yell at the door, halting the pounding.

"...sorry..." you hear Bruce mumble even though it definitely wasn't him doing it.

your demeanor suddenly changes as you talk to Wanda and peter, concerning the three of them.

"anyways, just go say sorry. if they give you anymore shit just come get me." you wink.

"and me." clint adds.

they thank you guys profoundly before walking out to go sulk to tony and Bruce.

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[talesofely]

— Desired Reality

A Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader Series

Summary : Seven people who claimed to be from another universe arrived at the Avengers Tower out of nowhere. The fact that the group of people—NOVA—are essentially Avengers clones only serves to further complicate matters. The only unmistakable distinction between them is that they are of opposing sexes. How will things play out for the two groups of superhumans?

Warnings : Strong Language (Will add more per chapter.)

Pairings : Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

A/n : horrible writing schedule, I'm sorry:( I just rlly miss Natasha that's why I decided to write this! :)

Vigilantes (New Characters)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

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[waltermis]

Scaredy Cat

MASTERLIST ↠ NATASHA ROMANOFF MASTERLIST

Summary: Who knew carving a pumpkin could be so damn difficult?

Warnings: swearing, Tony’s precious kitchen is destroyed

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader (romantic), Avengers x reader (platonic)

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“Noooooo! Natty! That’s not right!!!!!!!!”

“I don’t know what you want from me, detka!!!”

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“Natalia Alianovna Romanoff!!! Put down the knife right now!”

“NO!!!! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO GAVE IT TO ME AFTER THE TINY ONE BROKE!!! NOW LET ME DO IT!!!”

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“What’re you guys doing?” Steve asked, as he entered the living room. Inside was the entire team of Avengers, who look like they’re looking at… Natasha and you…?

“We’re watching Natasha and Y/N carve a pumpkin.” Wanda explained, never taking her eyes off the screen.

“What? What’s so interesting about that?” 

“Y/N bought a pumpkin for them to carve but Nat’s trying to carve a scary face in it and Y/N wants to make it look like a cat.” Clint answered.

“What? Are they carving one singular pumpkin?”

“Yup,” Tony said, distractedly

“Why don’t they just carve two different pumpkins?”

“Y/N/N thought it would be a nice couples thing… Popcorn?” he offered.

“Sure… why not.” Steve grabbed a handful as he sat next to Bucky and Sam.

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“Will you quit trying to make it look scary?!” you screeched, horrified at the face your cat was making.

“Stop trying to hold me back!!! I want a scary pumpkin!!!” Natasha yelled, raising her knife.

“Do not try to threaten me!”

“I wasn’t trying to!!” Natasha argued back.

“Then don’t raise your knife at me!”

“I wasn’t!”

“DO NOT LIE TO ME!!!!” You seethed.

“Whatever!!! Just carve the stupid pumpkin!”

“You know what, no.”

“No?”

“I have a better idea…”

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The team looked confused, as the security camera cut out. “What? What happened??” Sam asked, his mouth stuffed with popcorn.

“No idea…” Tony said, just as confused. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. run a diagnostic scan.”

“It appears that the security camera has been disconnected by Miss L/N.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. responded.

“Can’t you connect it again?” Thor asked, cradling his poptarts.

“It appears to have been done manually,”

“What does that mean?” Bucky asked.

“It means that Y/N either cut the wire or just ripped the whole thing out.” Tony said, “knowing Y/N, it’ll be the latter one. F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you order more cables for the security cams?”

“Already done, sir.”

Before the team could say another word, they heard a huge crash and bang coming from the kitchen. Quickly, they ran towards the sound, only to the entire kitchen covered in pumpkin guts. The top to bottom, ceiling to floor, the entire room was covered. You and Natasha fared no better, Natasha had guts in her hair while you had pumpkin seeds and guts stuck to your clothes and caked onto your skin.

“What the fuck happened in here?!” Tony let out a shrill cry as he looked at his beloved kitchen.

“Well, Nat and I couldn’t figure out how to carve our pumpkin so we just started flinging the pumpkin’s guts at each other.” you answered, wiping away some of the guts from your eyes. Natasha looked at you and smiled, before helping you wipe it all away.

“Who knew a pumpkin had so much inside of it.” Natasha commented.

“I know right?!”

“So, did you guys end up choosing between a cat or a scary face?” Bruce asked.

“Yeah, we… wait, how did you know what faces we were choosing?” you questioned, looking at them suspiciously. “Oh my god! Were you spying on us?!”

“Noooooooo…” they all declined quickly.

“Uh huh… right…” Natasha said, unconvinced.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. said you disconnected the security feed. Please tell me you didn’t rip the wires to shreds.” Tony said, still gaping at what was once his immaculate kitchen.

“Nope, just disconnected it so you guys couldn’t see what we were doing. After Nat and I clean up, I’m gonna go save a couple copies of the feed.” you said.

“Oh, yeah! Bruce, to answer your question, we did end up choosing the pumpkin’s face.” you said, picking it up and showing it off.

“So you picked the cat face?” Wanda asked.

“And the scary face.” you added, turning the pumpkin around to show Natasha’s terrifying carving. “May I present to you, Scaredy Cat.”

“That’s pretty cute.” Clint complimented.

“Thanks…” Natasha responded.

“Why Scaredy Cat?” Thor asked.

“Because it has a scary face and it’s a cat. What’s so hard to understand?” you asked.

“Yeah, exactly. What’s so hard to understand? Now if you’ll excuse me, my girlfriend and I need to shower.” Natasha said, dragging you away.

“What?! No!! Clean this up!!” Tony said, still having a meltdown about his kitchen.

“What was that, Stark? Too far away can’t hear you! Love you! Byeeeeeeeee!!” you said, as Natasha cackled, along with you.

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[thelittleliars]

Silence (1/4)

Warnings: angst; hurt

Words: 1.2K

Summary: You accidently coming out destroyed a decade long friendship.

AN: Thanks for all the love on my first story "New Year"! I didn't proofread this one so be warned. This might get a Part 2 with a happy ending but I'm not sure.

[Part 2: Second Chance]

"Movie night later?" You asked Natasha at the dinner table where all the Avengers sat with you.

Natasha nodded her head and smiled at you widely. "Sure. But it better be a horror movie." You loved horror movie nights with her. Neither of you were scared of them but you both laughed at ridiculous scenes and cuddled anyways. 

"So tell me Y/N," Sam interrupted your conversation. "What's going on between you and black widow?"

You looked at him baffled. Natasha and you were friends ever since you both worked at shield together so you didn't get why he implied that more is between you two. "What?" You said.

"Oh come on, you two are super close, doing almost everything together, cuddle all the time, go out, wear each other clothes... there has to something going on between you two." Sam's hint at you liking girls had you shifting in your seat. It was true that you were into girls but you haven't told a soul. Wanda was the only one who might found out about it since she couldn't control her mind reading powers when she first joined the Avengers.

"We're just friends." You told him, with anxiety slowly creeping up on you. The whole team started to listening in on the conversation. "I swear we're just friends." 

"Are you sure that you don't wanna date her?" He wiggled his eyebrows. His words and behavior infuriated you. And with this rage mixed with anxiety, you unknowingly came out to the entire team. "Just because I like girls doesn't mean that I instantly want to date my female friends." 

Some looked shocked, others looked as if they had suspicions and then there was Yelena who looked happy, proud even. "Ha! So I wasn't crazy when I saw Y/N Y/L/N ogle that one girl at the mall months ago. Pay up Kate Bishop." She exclaimed excited. You blushed after hearing Yelena's words, thinking you were subtle checking girls out.

Natasha, who sat next to you, was brooding. She didn't like it one bit that you hadn't told her about your sexuality first. She felt hurt. Did you think she would judge you or not accepting you for liking girls? Were you afraid of losing your (Avengers) family? Or did you simply not trust her with that kinda stuff? You had never held yourself back before so why right then?

"Alright but do you have a girlfriend already or can I be your wingman?" You blushed and hid your face in your hands. "No help needed." You barely got those words out. "Lady Y/N, you have to introduce us to them!" Thor demanded in excitement.

"We've only been on a couple of dates." You blushed further. "Plus she's not out yet so I rather not drop any names." Thor was quiet understanding and dropped the topic. You were honestly glad for that since it ended the whole conversation about you. The topic now was about Tony and Pepper. 

You shifted back your attention to the Widow next to you who was acting strange. Her body language was awkward and you hoped once the movie night started it'd get better. But you were wrong, it got worse, the air between you two was thick and non of you uttered a word about the incident at dinner. 

The red head distanced herself even more from you after the movie night. It hurt you deeply, the pain only got worse with how hard you tried to fix whatever happened, but nothing good came out of it. Natasha shut you out so easily that you overthought your whole relationship with her. In the end you came to the conclusion that you never really knew her.

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It was almost 2 months since the coming out incident happened, while you and Natasha's relationship were in pieces, your relationship with the other ex-shield agent thrived. But you missed the red head dearly. You missed her warmth that radiated off of her when you two cuddled closely during movie nights. Her touch on your arm whenever she was excited to show or tell you something. You even missed her awful dry jokes she made to cheer you up. But all that was left was her ghostly presence which seemed to never leave your side. Not matter what you did, her ghost lingered every single second.

You felt heaviness inside of you as sat down on the bench in the training room, and the spot next to you is empty. Training was no longer fun when you didn't have your favorite person train with you. It felt as if the universe was against you when you saw Natasha enter the training room. What she did here at this unholy hour was beyond you. It made your mood even more sour. 

"Steve said you'd be here." She spoke up. "He said we need to spar again. So move your ass."

Your body hesitated to get up but eventual did with a heavy sigh. Exhaustion was written all over your face. Natasha was already in the ring, waiting for your slow ass to join. Both of you took your stand but non of you tried first to make a move. You both danced around each other which irritated Natasha immensely. She expected a move from you long ago since that was how you always started sparring with her. 

Her irritation turned into frustration and anger fast. And did something she probably will regret for the rest of her life. "Trouble in paradise with Agent Shaw?" She taunted you. "Saw some spicy video of hers the other day." 

That got your complete attention. You knew about Agent Shaw's private video which her ex boyfriend leaked years ago. The video recently surfaced once again and you tried your best to take it down forever. You even begged Tony for help, who was glad to finally have a small challenge again. It took him some time but it was finally gone now but apparently not before the Black Widow saw it.

"Okay..?" What else were you supposed to say to the women you once knew perfectly.

"I have a copy and I'm sure you have one too but in case you don't, I'm willing to-" She got cut off by you punching her in the face. You didn't meant to punch her this hard but you were fed up with her bullshit. 

The blow of the hit was so unexpected and hard that she fell on the ground. She looked up at you stunned as hell, her eyes fluttered a bit while her bottom lip started to bleed.

"What the fuck Natalia." The sight of woman on the floor, looking so helplessly broke your heart once again. You were fighting so hard to get the friendship back that now by realizing your friendship was broken beyond repair, thanks to her behavior, was pain on a whole different level. What you were about to feel is grief from the loss of a decade long friendship. 

Your heart and mind fought against each other but you had enough. Every single bad emotion was roaring in you as you silently said your final goodbye. Also with that, the ghost of hers that you felt all the time, disappeared. 

The silence that hung in the air after you left was loud, it started to suffocate Natasha in a way she didn't know existed. How did she let herself become a monster again? Didn't she learn from her past? No thought in the world would help her in this situation because at the end, nothing mattered anymore since it was her silence that broke you two apart.

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[katethewriter]

Summary: Y/n has a very specific power. She is a shapeshifter. However, she can only shift into younger versions of herself. Her abilities catch the Avengers’ attention. Though their first introduction is lackluster at best, it's not long before she has them all wrapped around her little finger.

Pairing: Avengers x Reader(platonic) - WandaNat x Reader(platonic) - mother-figure!Wanda x Reader - cg!Wanda x little!Reader - cg!WandaNat x little!Reader - cg!Avengers x little!Reader - fem!reader

A/N: This is pretty much just straight up fluff. It's my own spin on shapeshifter!Reader and little!Reader. This is just a happy little brainchild that I decided to run with

Welcome to the Team: After a chance encounter, the Avengers recruit a new kid to join the team.

Wanda Cookie Monster: It's not that Y/n is hiding from the rest of the team, except that's exactly what she is doing. Wanda is determined to break through to her.

Clint Hand-Me-Downs: As Y/n starts showing herself more and more around the compound, Clint can't help to notice she tends to wear the same thing everyday.

Natasha Kinda Like You: Y/n is convinced Natasha doesn't like her. If she could just brush away that tough exterior, maybe they have more in common than she thought. Perhaps she can gain a new ally in the process.

Steve New Kid's First Mission: Steve is wary to allow a kid on a mission, but just maybe Y/n can prove him wrong.

Peter Crayola: Peter wonders why the New Kid's pictures on the fridge are only ever done in black and blue ink or pencil.

Bruce Just a Twist: A training mishap sends New Kid to the medbay.

Sam Let's Go Fly a Kite: Sam is on duty when he spots New Kid all by herself. He offers her an opportunity most kids could only dream of.

Bucky A Mission Gone Sideways: Bucky is paired with New Kid for a mission that doesn't end as well as they would like.

Tony A Little Pinch: A flaw in Y/n's suit might be just the thing to finally pull Tony to her side.

Thor Someone Worthy: Thor returns from a long stay and doesn't recognize the young team member running around the compound.

Kate Nerf War: When someone new joins the team, Y/n takes a sudden interest in archery.

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[lazydoodlesandfanfic]

Double-Agent (Avengers X Reader) *PLATONIC

Characters: Avengers X Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Talking about torture and experimentation (HYDRA)

Request: Avengers x (22) reader. The reader is has been working for the team for 4½ years being able to use their teleportation, telekinesis, and healing powers to help. They capture Rumlow before he's able to damage in Sokovia and harm anybody. Later while being interrogated he request for the reader. Upon entering the room Rumlow reveals that the reader use to be with Hydra as their parents (mutants) were Hydra agents. He even reveals that the reader used to bring down bases and ruin shield. Later after that conversation the Avengers confront the reader. The reader tells the Avengers that when they saved them from that Hydra prison he was put there for betraying Hydra for Shield.

It was hard for you to focus on anything in moments like this. Knowing that there was a HYDRA agent nearby always made you hyper focus on everything they were doing, watching their every move, making sure they didn’t do anything. You were usually good at hiding your anxiety, tucking yourself in the corner to be out of the way and rolling a rare coin Steve had given you a while ago between your fingers. However, your team knew you well enough to know what it meant when you did those things, and would try their best to handle the situation themselves and make sure the HYDRA agents never addressed or even looked at you. 

You were thankful for their understanding. They tended to do the same thing for Bucky, though he preferred to not be in the room at all, but you did, just to be there just in case and watch like a hawk. The team never questioned your quirk, because they partially understood. You were a past experiment of HYDRA that they liberated a few years prior, and after some healing, you joined the team as a valuable asset. You could gather information with your telepathy and telekinesis, and could provide immediate on-site medical care if anyone got hurt due to your healing abilities. You were important to the team, and the team always found themselves thanking you for things you did for them, so letting you stand in the corner and monitor any HYDRA agents they captured and interrogated was the least they could do. 

This was another one of those situations, but while you would often look away and listen to what was being said, trying to appear unbothered and simply there as backup for your team, this was different. Because they had Rumlow, and you were the one to capture him. 

It was in no way intentional, more like you saw an opportunity and took it, and it was definitely a good decision- finding he had several powerful bombs on him that he could use at anytime. You stripped him off all weapons, and gave him over to your colleagues, only speaking when necessary. You stayed in the corner, playing with your coin, though whenever Steve glanced in your direction to check on you, he saw you glaring at the man, and the coin was actually floating in your palm, turning rapidly. He could tell you were stressed, and he had no doubt in his mind you had a history with Rumlow, though he didn’t say anything. 

Rumlow was handcuffed to the table in the small interrogation room, and for the most part he just glared straight ahead as Natasha questioned him, Steve behind her, and you in the corner. There was a pane of one sided glass where you knew the rest of the team was watching, Hill and Fury on their way to also monitor- this was a big deal after all. Everyone had thought Rumlow had died years ago, yet here he sat, badly burned from the collision with the helicarrier and the building, but breathing, which you personally found insulting. 

“You sure you don’t want to tell us anything?” Steve asked, leaning on the table, trying to tempt the man to speak. He didn’t say anything and first, but then his eyes moved, and they met yours. The coin stopped dead in the air as a chill ran down your spine, though you didn’t break eye contact. 

“Now that you mention it… Y/N-” He started. Natasha moved to stand in front of you, arms crossed, glaring at him. Steve turned and looked at you, motioning his head for you to leave the room. You didn’t budge. You had to be here- control the situation. 

“Y/N. Out. Now.” Steve ordered, voice low and quiet, but demanding. You swallowed, grabbing the coin from the air, and leaving the room. You took a step to join the others, but you felt the bile rising in your throat, and instead you turned on your heel, going to find somewhere quiet, and the first place that came to mind was the bathroom. 

The rest of the team remained focussed on the interrogation, their intention peaked since he started speaking. “How well do you know Y/N? You sure you should just let them walk around?” He teased them, making eye contact with Romanoff, whose arms were still crossed and presented unphased. 

“We’re here to talk about your crimes, not for you to try and re-traumatise our friend.” Steve scolded, pasing across the room slowly.

“My crimes? What about theirs?” He laughed. Silence fell on the room. 

“What does he mean?” Bruce inquired in a whisper from the other side of the glass, glancing at his friends, who seemed just as confused. “Weren’t they an experiment?” 

“Yeah, they were, that’s how we found them.” Clint confirmed, eyes focussed through the glass. 

“Elaborate.” Natasha demanded sternly. 

“They never told you?” He teased her with a grin. “They’re one of ours. Always was, always will be. Our ears from the inside. Our own Agent Garbo.”

“You’re telling me Y/N is a double agent?” Steve asked. Rumlow only grinned, leaning back in his seat. Him and Natasha shared a look, before they made for the door. “Someone get agents to watch him. Where’s Y/N?” 

You sat on the floor of the stall, trying to calm yourself. You already had an idea on what Rumlow was cooking, knowing if they didn’t let him mess with your head, he’d mess with theirs, pinning you against each other, and you didn’t know what would be the best way to deal with it and resolve the manipulation. This could permanently poison your relationship with your only friends. Your only family.

You heard the door open to the bathroom, and you held your breath, knowing this was it. You tucked your legs closer to you, squeezing your calves, as several footsteps were heard on the tiles. “Y/N?” You heard Tony’s voice call, and you gulped. You hesitated for a moment, before reaching up, unlocking the stall door, letting the door fall open, and it wasn’t long till the entrance to the stall was surrounded by your teammates staring down at you, their expressions ranged. Confused, sad, hurt, angry… “We need you to come with us.” 

You didn’t fight them, standing up, letting Clint grab your arm and escort you through the base, surrounded by the other Avengers, no one speaking, and you knew quickly they were leading you to a holding cell. As you got closer, you turned to Steve. “What did he tell you?” Steve didn’t face you at first, but as Clint shoved you to keep moving, he did, but you didn’t get a chance to read his expression before you were put into the cell, void of any windows or view of the outside, and you looked up at the camera in the corner, before taking a seat on the harsh bed. 

It wasn’t long till you heard the team arguing. It was mostly muffled beyond comprehension, but every so often someone, usually Tony, Thor, or Steve, would raise their voice loud enough to be heard. “Betrayed” “Double agent” and “Liar” Were words you heard frequently, as well as other mumbles, and you were able to gather an idea of what Rumlow had told them. That you were a double agent, a backstabber to the Avengers, the most successful plant and informant that HYDRA had, and for the last few years you had been playing them like fools. Your chest felt tight, trying to figure out what to do, getting up, pacing back and forth as you listened to them argue. You didn’t know who hated you, wanted you dead, or who wanted to hear you out or straight up was on your side. You weren’t sure if any of them were, and if it was just an argument of how to deal with you; a trial or an immediate execution? Was Natasha going to simply walk in and shoot you dead? If a trial is held, what court would hear it? What can you do to defend yourself? It’s Rumlow against you. 

The yelling stopped, and you immediately noticed. There were faint mumbles, but nothing concrete, and then your door opened, making you flint. In stepped Fury. “Agent.” He greeted stoically. You straightened up, head lowered, hands at your side. “Would you mind if we speak alone?” 

“Sir I don’t think-” You heard Vision start, before Fury turned to face out of the door, a glare enough to silence them, before he turned to you. 

“Or would you like them here?” 

“Just us please.” You requested quietly. You didn’t know why you didn’t want them here, force to listen to your side with Fury keeping them under check, but as he entered the room, closing the door behind him, you realised why. You knew you were going to have to talk about what happened, and you didn’t want them to know. 

“Rumlow’s spun a story depicting you as a double agent.” He commented. 

“I heard.” You confirmed, remaining stiff, though you now looked up at him. He met your eyes, before glancing up at the camera, not moving his head, a silent comment. They were watching. 

“Would you mind going over what’s true and what’s not?” He asked you. You nodded, trying to relax your shoulders, though your fists were clenched, along with your jaw. “Are you a double agent?” 

“I was previously.” You admitted. 

“When was that?” 

“Several years ago.” You responded, keeping eye contact with Fury. 

“Can you elaborate for me?” 

“I was a civilian at the time, but I kept up with what was happening with the Avengers and their enemy, HYDRA. I did my own research into them, and after a lot of digging, I found a way into their ranks. I took it.” 

“So you worked for HYDRA?” 

“Correct.” 

“Why did you join them?” Fury asked, moving to lean on the wall, and cross his arms. He was calm, relaxed, his voice monotone and calm, though you understood- you two had had this exact conversation many years ago- when he questioned you after the team pulled you from that HYDRA base. It didn’t make it any easier for you though, your hands shaking, reliving everything in that moment. 

“So I could give information to SHIELD.” You responded, your voice starting to shake. 

“So you were a double agent, a spy, but a spy for us?” 

“Correct, sir.” 

“Even though we didn’t hire or train you to do so? You went in without a back up or team behind you to swoop in, in the case you were found out?” He asked. You couldn’t bring yourself to speak as you nodded. “What information did you provide us in that time?” 

“I leaked details on experiments and projects. The Forest Project, the Kingston Project- that was me. I supplied SHIELD with the names of cover groups they were using to hire people- the same way I found my way in, so they could be stopped to weaken their numbers… I helped roughly 70 prisoners escape… the number passes me, I didn’t keep documentation so there was no trail.” You admitted. 

“82, actually, I had Romanoff track them down and get a status update on them to make sure they’re safe. They are. Several have families now. I didn’t tell Romanoff who it was who freed them, just told her it was an anonymous agent.” Fury confirmed. You smiled to yourself at that, even though knowing Fury just on purpose let slip that he already knew all this information about you, that you’d already discussed this a long time ago. Still, he continued. “Then they found out what you were doing.” 

“That’s right.” 

“What did they do to you, Y/N?” He asked. This was the hardest part. It always was, even back then. It took several hours for you to admit everything to Fury from that hospital bed, and while you were stronger now, more mentally healed, being able to tell your team bits and pieces over the years, dropping it all at your feet right now was just as hard as it was back then. 

“They turned me into their experiment. I’d freed several of their guinea pigs, so all those tests that were prepped for them was used on me, all at once… it hurt. A lot. Sometimes I’ll still feel the needles, the incisions, the burning, the effects like when it was really happening, even years later. After they were done, those did their usual torture techniques- I later found out it was the exact same techniques they used on James to break him. Eventually, the effects of the experiments showed. Some were a failure, but some succeeded… its how I ended up like this.” You expressed, pulling the old coin Steve had given you long ago, letting it float in your fingers, before you placed the coin on the bed, and hugged yourself. “With the healing factor… the torture became worse… knowing they could rip me apart and I’d grow it back and be ready for the next round in just a few hours… there was no point to it. No end goal. They were just punishing me for what I did. For crossing them… I think they probably had goals of breaking me like James and making me another weapon, but that was several years down the line… several more years until I broke.” 

“But that didn’t happen. Because we raided the base and found you there.” Fury finished, and you nodded, only now feeling the salt in your mouth from your tears, sniffing and trying to rub away the tears, your whole body shaking. “And despite it all, you still wanted to do the right thing, and decided to become an official agent for us, and eventually an Avenger. The only person you’ve told exactly what happened to you to being me, since it only matters that I know the full story, until now.” Fury moved from leaning against the wall, walking over and standing in front of you, resting a hand on your shoulder. “I’m sorry you’ve had to relive that experience to prove your innocence and loyalty to your team. Hill is waiting outside, she’ll drive you home. You take as much time as you need to heal from this again. I’ll handle the team and make sure they don’t cause more damage.”

“What about Rumlow?” You asked. 

“I’ll make sure he pays for what he did to both Barnes, and you, everyone else he’s harmed. He isn’t seeing the light of day for the rest of his life, I promise. You’ve done good kid, now go rest.” He told you. The door opened, Hill stepping inside. You silently walked to her, head low as she guided you out, passed your silent team who stared at you, not even knowing what to say as Hill escorted you out. When you were out of the room, Fury stepped out the cell, looking pointedly at the team. 

“You knew this the entire time?” Natasha asked. 

“That I did. I know all your secrets, and it never should have happened that I had to expose Y/N’s biggest secret, especially like that!” He snapped at them, making several flinch. “Why would you believe Rumlow in a situation like this? In the middle of an interrogation? When he is known for being good at causing inner conflict in the team, pitting people against each other, and getting into people’s heads. The second he tried to put attention on an agent who you knew had a history with HYDRA- especially one which involves torture and trauma- you should have shut him up, not heard him out!”

“We know. We’re sorry.” Tony apologised. 

“Not me you should be apologising to, Stark.” Fury reminded. Everyone at that point looked like a kicked puppy, heads low, uncomfortable, but mostly upset and disturbed at what they’d heard. “Do not, and I repeat, do NOT, go and bother Y/N, they were talk to you when they’re ready. They don’t trust you right now, and I don’t blame them. I’m temporarily taking them off the Avenger’s initiative until they feel like they can work with you again. In the meantime, you lot better think of the best way to make up for all of this for when they decide to come back.” 

“IF, they come back.” Thor corrected.

“I would say if, but I know them. Like stated in there, they still want to do good and help SHIELD. They’ll come back, it might not be back to the Avengers, but they’ll come back to SHIELD at least.” Fury told them. “Now stop moping around and deal with Rumlow- and don’t believe a word he says unless you can fact-check!” He ordered. The team nodded, forcing themselves back into work mode, and trying to continue with their work, even if they were all haunted, though now they were a lot more angry at the smug man in the interrogation room. 

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[bellarkeselection]

Tony stark x reader

Reader is having anxiety after her crush won't message her all day til later Tony gets upset and the team has to tell reader he has feelings for her and he hates how she's being treated

Thor's Gossiping Mouth Helped This Time

Laying on the long couch in the Stark tower living room i had been staring at my phone for who knows how many hours. I had recently went on a date with my current crush and he said he would text me later...except it's been almost two weeks and I have gotten no response. I normally didn't get this worried about relationships since I was an Avenger and had really no time for one. But the waiting is killing me right now.

"Y/n, how long are you going to keep staring at that phone?' Lifting my head up I saw Tony enter the room in a stained work shirt since he had been down in his lab working on his suits.

Laying my phone in my lap I sniped at him. "I just thought he would have messaged me back already. I thought the date had went so well."

"I don’t see the need for that tiny magical device when you have someone in front of you that care for you, Lady Y/n." Thor came from the kitchen with a big sandwich in his hands.

Tony whipped his head around at the God. "Nobody asked you, Lord Shakespeare!"

"I am not this Shakespeare you speak of. My name is Thor and I didn't need your permission to speak when I can tell that you have feelings for Lady Y/n." Thor points his freehand in my direction on the couch.

I was only half paying attention to the bickering going on between the two grown adult men. Holding the phone in my hands I couldn’t stop the negative thoughts that were being to form in my mind. I had decided that it was time I tried my hand at getting a boyfriend. I loved being an Avenger but I wanted a life away from the superhero life even if it was only for a few hours. "Why weren't you text back, Dustin?" I mumbled under my breath seeing the time on my phone read 11:58pm, two minutes till midnight. Meaning I had been waiting by the phone all dang day and....absolutely nothing.

"Shakespeare wrote plays and poetry. Seriously what did they teach you on whatever planet you came from?" Tony covered his face with his hands.

Thor had nearly finished the whole footlong sub in a matter of seconds talking with his mouth full but Tony still heard what he had said. "If Shakespeare was this great writer. Maybe you should see if he can give you some tips to get over your fears and just tell Lady Y/n how madly in love with her you are."

"Frustrating god man." Tony stomped, brushing past him and left around the corner.

I locked my phone screen hearing the bedroom door slammed behind him. Getting to my feet I sat my phone on the table following after the billionaire and man who declared he was Iron Man to the whole world. Standing outside his bedroom door I paused before pushing it opened seeing him laying on the bed facing the window. Crossing the room I sit down touching his shoulder. "Tony, are you okay?"

"Thor needs to keep his mouth shut. He doesn't have the right to tell how I feel about you." He grumbled under his breath clearly annoyed.

I slowly pushed him onto his back so he was looking at me instead of the wall. "And how do you feel about me, Stark?" I needed to know what was going through his head. He normally just said whatever he was thinking but now he was holding back from me. Which I didn't care for...I thought we were closer than that. Unless my feelings towards him were wrong.

"It doesn’t matter Y/n. You're already dating that uh...Dustin guy. I've lost my chances." The billionaire covered his face with his hands trying to hide.

Removing his hands from his face I shook my head retracting what he believed. "Tony, I am not dating anyone. Dustin and I went on one date and clearly he doesn't feel the same way since he hasn't messaged me in over a week. So I say hell to him cause I only care about you...I always have."

"You're not joking, Y/n. Because if you are I will make Dum-E kick you out of my house right now." Tony sat up on the pillows behind his head hands in his lap.

Rather than answer him verbally I leaned forward pressing my lips onto his. He pauses briefly before he released what was happening and he kissed back. Tony wrapped his arms around my waist tugging me against his chest and my fingers threaded themselves into his black locks. O moaned into the kiss when one of his hands ran through my hair making it a mess until we needed air. "I think that proves I'm not joking quite good don’t you think?"

"I might need some more convincing just to be sure. You know preforming issues and all." He chuckled drawing me in for another deep kiss. Wrapping my arms around his neck we fell backwards onto the pillows. Rest assured Tony wasn't angry over Thor's big mouth anymore.

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[neonovember]

THOR

reigning expectations

you pick up mjolnir; all hell breaks loose

part two: Your feelings of inadequacy come forth as thor tries to prove that you deserve whats been transcribed by the gods

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[justsomerandomfanfic]

Frog Prince - Thor Odinson X Female Reader

Title: Frog Prince

Thor Odinson X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's parents (Mentioned), Enchantress/Fairy Godmother (Mentioned), and other royal people (Mentioned)

Requested by Anon!

Fairy tale / Fantasy / Grimm Fairy Tales AU

WC: 1,649

Warnings: Royal stuff, Reader is a princess, Reader is mentioned to wear a dress, kissing frogs, it's not slime it's mucus, slight angst, crying, curses, and fluff

You wandered the kingdom, tossing your golden ball in the air; catching it every time. You were a princess, of a royal kingdom, blessed with anything and everything you could possibly desire. But, even though you had everything you wanted, you wanted nothing more than a true friend. One that wasn't royal, one that wasn't rude or snarky like those other princesses you've spoken to at monthly tea parties. You wanted someone loyal, understanding, and sweet. Someone who didn't care about royal status or your wealth or reputation. You wanted a best friend, your partner in crime. Someone who liked you, without any ulterior motives or agendas. Someone you could laugh with, cry with, spend hours talking to, spend days together, and share everything you had in common. You wanted someone just as lonely as you.

You entered the small hidden garden, continuing to toss your ball in the air. It was a beautiful day, warm for early April. A single apple tree stood on the edge of the garden, with an apple tree branch hanging down, offering a perfect place to grab a sweet treat. The sky was a clear blue with clouds scattered across the otherwise cloudless sky. You threw your ball in the air, catching it every time. There were so many trees, shrubs of berries, and flowery bushes. You wondered if there would be any butterflies here today. you haven't seen a butterfly in a long time. The snow had only just melted over the winter and the flowers were just blooming. You loved nature, but being a princess required all your attention. Your father insisted that you be a good queen; he didn’t want you wasting your life sitting around playing dress up but listening to boring politics. As much as you hated that stuff, you couldn’t say no. But, sometimes, you did have some free time to go outside and enjoy the gardens.

You found the old well, covered in overgrown vines and soft green moss, nestled within the thick undergrowth and ivy covering most of the area. You sat on the cobble ledge, looking up at the branches swaying above you. After all these years, you never fail to miss the feeling of the sunlight beating down upon you. Even if it's cold out, you always love the warmth of the sun, warming you up from your head to toe, and making you feel comfortable and safe. When it came right down to it, you missed the feeling of the dirt beneath your feet, the smell of dewy grass, and the feel of fresh air blowing through your hair. You sighed. Why was it that even when you had everything you ever wanted, you felt so unhappy?

You tossed your ball in the air, the golden ball reflecting the sun as it fell down, just brushing your fingers as it bounced; landing right in the well with a splash. You gasped, leaning over the ledge of the well, peering down into the dark abyss. You tried to reach for the ball, but the well was too deep. You sat back, feeling defeated before your eyes began to well up with tears. You sniffed, wiping away the tears and trying to regain control of yourself. You wiped your cheeks dry and took in a shaky breath, trying to calm your nerves. before you, a bush rustled, and you looked up from your knees, watching as a small frog jumped out of the green bush. 

It ribbited, looking up at you before hopping on the ledge of the well only a few inches from you. You sighed, tilting your head slightly as you looked at your new friend. "Hello, Mister Froggie." You greeted the frog softly, not wanting to frighten him. "I wish you could speak, little Froggie," You finished. “So, I am not alone.”

The frog ribbited, going up on his back legs, standing as if he was human, before speaking, "If you wish me to speak, your wish may be granted." The frog said, bowing low to you. 

You stared at the frog with wide eyes, "You do speak." You stated, "Or I'm going mad."

The frog shook his head, "No, my princess, you are not mad. I do speak."

"Well," You began, "What may I call you, Mister Froggie?"

The frog bowed once again, "Thor, my princess. At your service."

You giggled, bowing your head, "My name is Princess Y/N, but please, just call me Y/N." You said.

Thor bobbed his head several times. "Then, Y/N, it is a pleasure to meet you. And, if I may ask, why were you crying?"

You frowned slightly, "My ball fell down into the well." You pointed into the well, "I can't get it out."

The frog glanced down in the well, letting out a hum before looking back up at you, "Well, my princess, you are in luck, for I can get your ball for you."

You instantly smiled, "Really?" You asked excitedly, "You can?"

Without another word, Thor hopped down, jumping down into the well. He swam towards the bottom of the well, before pulling himself out with the golden ball in tow, the ball flying out of the well and landing beside you.

"Thank you so much!" You exclaimed, taking the golden ball with both hands and holding it close to your chest; not caring about your dress getting wet. "Whatever can I do to repay you, Thor?"

The frog only shook his head, "You do not have to repay me, my princess. Just being in your presence is payment enough."

You shook your head, still holding onto your gold ball tightly, "Well, I have to give you something." You insisted, setting the ball down beside you. "Do you want food, jewels, clothes?"

Thor only shook his froggie head, "What would I do with such items? I assure you, my princess, I have everything I need."

"Well," You began, "There must be something you wish."

The frog looked off into the garden, before giving a small shrug, "I suppose, I have wished for a kiss. To break my curse. But, my life as a frog is a sweet one. I would miss it."

You furrowed your eyebrows, "You were cursed? To become a frog? By whom?" You asked, instantly intrigued, wanting to know more about this intriguing frog.

Thor nodded his head, "Yes. My curse was cast on my birth by the Enchantress. She cursed me to become a frog, forever. Unless a beautiful princess kisses me and breaks the curse."

"But why?" You questioned.

"I cannot tell you exactly why she did it. But, I do not want you to think you must kiss me, I am content living my life as a frog. I would not persuade you to do such a thing."

You only shook your own head, "There is no pressure, Thor. I would love nothing more than to try and break your curse."

Thor walked over, placing a froggie hand on yours, "Please, my princess, you do not have to do anything you do not want to."

"Nonsense," You replied with a smile. "I want to help you. And besides, I'd rather make your wish come true than not make it at all."

"If you insist, my princess," Thor spoke before you both closed your eyes, leaning down and pressing a kiss against each other's lips. The two of you pulled apart after a brief moment, opening your eyes, they widened as you watched Thor begin to sparkle and shine. 

His form began to change, morphing until a tall, handsome man stood before you, clad in fine red and gold. His long blonde hair shone like spun gold, framing his face. His bright, blue eyes shined like diamonds, piercing through you. His skin was pale and smooth as marble, shining in the sun. He wore the finest clothing you've ever laid eyes on, silks and velvets draped elegantly over his body. He, overall, looked as if he was sculpted by the gods, and you couldn't help but stare. You quickly realized what you were doing, looking away from the man, blushing deeply.

Thor stood tall, glancing at himself as a great big smile graced his face. "The curse, it's broken!" He exclaimed happily, twirling in a circle with almost childlike excitement in his movements. "I am human! Thank you, dear Y/N, thank you so very much." He cried, wrapping his arms around you, and lifting you up high into the air. You let out a laugh, hugging him back.

"Of course." You said, pulling away from him slightly. "I'm happy that we could resolve your predicament."

"But," He stopped, putting you down gently on the ground, gazing deeply into your eyes, "There is still one thing I would request of you."

Your brows arched upwards curiously, "Name it." You offered.

"If you will, will you marry me? For I truly wish to court you, my princess." Thor pleaded, taking your hands in his as he gazed down at you. 

You blinked, looking down at your bare feet, which were still dirty from wandering the garden. You bit your lower lip. Marriage? You never thought the day would come when someone would ask you. But, you just met Thor that day. Was it too soon?

"You want to marry me?" You asked, looking up at Thor with shining eyes. 

He nodded his head, smiling widely. You bit your lip, looking up at Thor. Even though you only had met Thor that day, you felt a spark, electricity, run through your veins upon seeing him. The way he was looking at you… His eyes were so warm and inviting, making you feel incredibly safe in his company. Was he the one you were waiting for?

You smiled, your heart swelling with joy, "I would be honored to, my little Froggie Thor. I'd be honored."

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[mymelodymia]

hi, hi and happy new year 💖✨ may I request thor x daughter reader where she was blipped and they celebrate her first birthday after she comes back and they're all emotional and everything? maybe 17 or 18 yrs, whatever you want and if you want!!!

Finally back to celebrate // dad!thor odinson x daughter!reader

Summary: you and your father celebrate your birthday for the first time after thanos.

Warnings: korg spying, meik, thor and y/n crying, meik being clumsy

Age: 17 turning 18

Area/place: thors cabin on midgard.

A/N: sorry for all the inactivity recently 😅 and happy new year to you too sweet baby ^^

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your eyelids fluttered open as your father, thor, gently stroked a piece of your hair out of your face. He had a smile on his face as you awoke. You stretched with a yawn. You decided You didn't want to wake up just yet and curled back up again.

"Y/n! Come on, get up! Dont you know what day it is?!" Thor bellows as he smacks you with a pillow. He shakes you to try and get you up.

"Daaad! Stop it...." you groaned. Thor realized there was only one way to really get you up. He poked your stomach and you jumped up.

"Youre really testing me right now y/n..." thor chuckles. "Lets go, wake up now, sweetheart." Thor spoke to you in a soft gentle tone. You rested your head on his shoulder softly. stroking your hair, thor placed a small kiss to your forehead.

You finally stood up, your bed sheets getting caught on your foot. You nearly fell to the floor, but to your luck, thor caught you.

"Careful there, little one. Dont wanna leave this world the same day you came into it, do you?"

You only giggled a bit at his silly words. You pushed open your bedroom door and walked into the living room.

You jumped back at a sudden noise and something hitting you. It hit your arm and the impact would most likely leave a bruise

"Meik! I told you not to point it at people!" Thor hissed at the alien, who had just accidentally popped a confetti popper at you. Valkyrie laughed loudly at this before thor gave her a look, then turned his attention right back to you

"are you okay, angel?"

"Yeah im fine." Your jaw hit the floor when you turned back to the living room, completely decorated. A large 'happy birthday y/n!' Banner hung over two doors, covering the whole wall, korg and val with party horns in their mouths, and streamers everywhere.

"Ta-da!" Korg mumbles with the party horn still in his mouth.

You smiled widely as you saw the scene in front of you. Thor smiles down at you as you are completely lost for words. Though it wasn't much, it was still enough to make this your best birthday yet.

"Korg, val, can you go check if the kitchen is clean?" Thor asks and winks, they were really gonna bring out a cake for you.

"Oh sure!" Korg responds with a obvious wink as well. Korg, meik, and val all run off to the kitchen to prepare it for the birthday girl.

Thor sits down on a couch, his hand gripping yours tightly. He sits you down next to him, he pulls you to him and holds you to his chest. His hands around your waist.

You rested your head against him, smiling widely. "Thank you, daddy. Youre the best. I love you" you speak, looking up at thor from his chest.

Thor gently rubs his hand over your hair. "I love you too, angel." He says before he places a kiss to your forehead. "This reminds me of when you were young. With you snuggled up me like this" thor says with a smile, despite feeling his eyes swell with wet tears

You look up at him with a look of concern, noticing his tears and pulling away. "Daddy? Whats wrong?"

Thor chews at his bottom lip as you ask this innocent little question, feeling more tears arise. "I just missed you, princess...i-i haven't seen you in so long its just....hurts"

"Oh, dad..." you mumble before pulling him close to you.

He let the tears fall and buried himself within your hair, the familiar scent of your shampoo filling his nose. He sniffled before pulling away and cupping your cheek

"I missed you so much, baby..."

"I missed you too...i guess" you joke, thor chuckled tearfully at this, before he pulled you back close to him.

You both sat there for a moment, listening to the sound of meik shuffling around to actually clean with Val ordering him around telling him what to clean up. while korg does something with the cake, most likely adding candles.

None were trusted with lighters obviously, so thor would do that part.

Thor rocked the two of you back and forth slowly. He kisses the top of your head, then your temple, then your forehead, then your cheek.

He continues to smother you in a few more kisses before relaxing once more

"You guys are so adorable" said korg, smiling and leaning on the doorway to the kitchen, spying on you both

Thor gave korg a look that could best be described as "dont interrupt us"

Korg waved in the direction of the kitchen. Thor helped you stand up by taking your hand in his, as if you were royalty, which you are

You saw a mostly white cake with accents of your favorite color. Gold cursive lettering of the words

"happy 18th birthday y/n!!"

18 candles surrounded the words. Thor lit them carefully with a black lighter. You couldn't stop smiling when they started singing happy birthday

Everyone called you something else, which made you giggle

Thor called you angel, korg called you bestie, val called you y/n/n, and meik just mumbled in alien.

"Make a wish, baby" thor says to you, leaning on the edge of the counter. You happily blew out the candles out and everybody clapped

"This means you can have your first drink!" Thor shouts with a laugh

You giggled at his mistake. "Thats 21 dad"

"And?"

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A/N: hi babies, sorry for how long my break has been <3 don't kill me lol

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[rosaline-black]

ᴅᴏᴠᴇ - ʟᴏᴋɪ ʟᴀᴜꜰᴇʏꜱᴏɴ

Summary: When being forced to join the avengers in an attempt to reform, the last thing Loki expects is to fall for the green thumbed witch who spends all her time in the greenhouse.

Category: Loki Laufeyson X Fem!reader

This was a new low. Resorting to going behind enemy lines, having to enter the place he had attempted to destroy a couple years ago. And no, not to infiltrate, but to join them. The godforsaken avengers.

"Brother... you need to at least act as though you are willing to be here..."

"Thor... I'm not willing to be here..."

"It was this or you would be condemned to the dungeons of Asgard for eternity..."

Loki had sort of tuned out as Thor continued to speak of what could have happened. His eyes scanned the mutual living space, it was comfortable, too modern for his taste. But then something caught his eye, or someone to be more exact. Your gentle fingers carefully mimic the motion of flipping a page, the book in your hand, in turn, flipping a page. Witchcraft?

He didn't remember you from the battle, and Loki was sure he would remember a face like yours. Gentle and kind, a nurturer he assumed. He was drawn to you for some reason, a reason he could not explain, and his chest was tingling in a way he never felt before. It was... peculiar.

"Ahhh reindeer games... finally arrived..."

Amazing, Tony stark was here to greet him. Loki wanted the ground to open and swallow him, maybe one of doctor strange's portals to open beneath him. Anything to remove him from the humiliation he was facing. Of course, it was deserved, but he could feel your eyes on him, and although he did not know you, he didn't want you to see him this way.

"Stark..." he said coldly in return, keeping the witty comeback about Tony's alcohol dependency behind his tongue. Maybe he could use that another time.

What followed was even more peculiar. On orders of Nick Fury, everyone was supposed to greet him. All of the defenders of Midgard looked up on his arrival, just like he expected the warmest reception he received was from his own brother. That was until you.

"Hello, I'm y/n... it's lovely to meet you..."

Loki didn't know whether he wanted to cradle you in his arms or puke at how kind you were being. He almost fell for it, of course, you were being sarcastic, for who would be intentionally kind to a monster like him.

"Sarcasm? How witty..." he snapped your sweet smile dropping.

"I wasn't being sarcastic I was welcoming you-"

"Oh of course you were... let me guess pretending to be kind so you can find out my weaknesses and report them to the higher-ups... very clever..."

Loki watched as your mouth fell upon, brows drawing together in anger, and just as he expected you to rip into him, scream at how nefarious he was, you simply turned on your heel and left the room.

For some reason, he regretted his cold attitude, not even because now the entirety of the avengers were glaring at him even harder than before. The red-headed assassin stepped forward, her finger pressing against his chest as he stared up with fury-filled eyes.

"Listen here... you are not liked here... you are not accepted here... and going after someone who is for whatever reason trying to be kind to you isn't doing you any favours..."

So you weren't being sarcastic?

It had been two weeks since then. He now knew of you. The green witch. That is what they called you. A woman of nature, who had harnessed the fruits of the earth and nourished them even in the most industrial of cities. Loki was sure you could view even a common fly with the potential to spread care and worth. You saw potential in everyone, which was probably why you were so warm to him even after everything he had done to New York. You spent most of your time on the terrace of stark towers, in the greenhouse Tony had built you as bribery of helping the avengers.

Even after how distrustful he was by nature, Loki could tell you were being genuine in your words, after all, you weren't there in 2012, and you didn't see the pain and destruction he caused first-hand. However he knew you knew, yet still, you had been nothing but cordial, even after how rude his first impression must have been.

Nick Fury had assigned what he called "classes" to Loki. To him it sounded ridiculous, spending time with the different avengers in their respective fields, was a fancy way of saying he was being babysat.

So far he had spent a day or so with Bruce in the lab, the conversation was minimal but he hadn't seen Mr green yet so that was a positive. He had also spent a few days sparring with Thor and Rogers, both of which under minded him like he was a weak child, it sickened him. His latest class was with Romanoff, not once did she speak, her glare doing all the talking for her.

Yet today was different, today was your turn to show him first-hand what you contributed to the avengers. He was yet to see you in action, only the brief flick of your wrist here and there to open doors or summon items, it was menial, but how the others spoke so highly of your craft, it convinced him not to pass judgment quite yet.

The sun was hot on his ashen skin as he managed to arrive at the greenhouses five minutes early. The first thing he noticed was the range of greenery, flowers, fruits and even a sanctuary for aquatic plants spread across the concrete forest, it was quite the safe haven. Loki breathed in through his nose, it was the first time he'd felt fresh since arriving at the godforsaken tower. Like a new lease for life was washing over him with every passing second he spent in your arena of refuge.

The next thing he noticed was the light humming coming from the greenhouse itself, sweet soft melodies filled the air, and Loki was physically drawn to it, you were like a siren with only good intentions.

A pot smashing startled him from his reverie, your wide eyes staring back at him before you scrambled to pick up the brown porcelain.

"My apologies... I didn't hear you approaching... welcome to the greenhouse..." you muttered busily, your fingers curling around the pot, within seconds it was good as new. Impressive.

"It's quite alright... I'm here by fury's request... I assume you were told?"

"Yes.. yes I was... here come in... you can help me with my latest project..."

This piqued Loki's interest. Nobody had actually utilised him since arriving, only once did Bruce ask for his help, and that was when he needed a top-up for his coffee.

Loki carefully watched as you levitated a shoe box onto the table before you, the lid slipping off with a flick of your index finger, revealing a dove. The Dove was injured, its wing visibly broken, and its beak mauled, presumably by a feline.

"I found her on the roof yesterday... now I can heal plants but animals... takes a little bit more concentration... Thor tells me you were trained in sorcery..."

A fond memory of his mother nursing a mouse back to health resurfaced, but Loki pushed it away. His head only nodding in acknowledgement.

"Yes... however, healing magic isn't my area of expertise..."

Loki watched a small smile form on your face "Ah well maybe I can teach you something then..."

The next few hours went by quickly. The conversation didn't necessarily flow, but Loki found your company invigorating. Your witchcraft was beautiful, delicate fingers nurtured the plants of your greenhouse. He found it endearing when you even quietly spoke to your plants, his lips unwillingly curling into a smile.

He learnt of your heritage, how you'd hidden away for centuries in fear of being hunted for your magic. That was until Tony had managed to find your small cottage in the middle of the forest, coaxing you from your safe haven in hopes of letting you benefit the entire planet, and not just your small corner of the world.

Loki noticed how you didn't hold any form of arrogance like the others, you were simply just you; there to harness your craft and help whoever you could. He truly wanted to learn from you, and even though it had just been a couple of hours, Loki left the session feeling inspired.

Originally it was meant to be a week, a week in your company before he moved on to someone else, but Loki just couldn't let you go. The two of you had worked hard on researching different complex healing spells for Stevie.

Stevie was the name you insisted on naming the creature, something to do with a singer you liked? Nonetheless, Loki didn't want to leave your sanctuary just yet. After all, he was the god of lies, so one week turned into two and now you were onto the third.

Loki would pop in anytime he could, old books in hand and he would ramble about different approaches you both could take towards finally launching Stevie into flight. Although he enjoyed the little task the two of you were partaking in, he much preferred your company, in fact, he much preferred you.

"Right Loki... I think she's finally ready to take flight, her wing has healed, and she's singing again..."

You murmured almost sadly. Why were you sad? Loki was under the impression you'd be joyful, your hands waving in excitement, but there was none of that. Had he done something wrong? He always did something wrong.

"Is uh... is everything alright?"

"Yes... I just... never mind..."

Your hand waved him off, just like you waved off his concerns. Yet they remained banging against the confines of Loki's mind. He wanted to make sure you were alright, he needed to know that you were. A year ago the thought of caring for one of the earth's protectors would have sent him into a spiral of hysterical laughter and disgust. He wished he was ashamed to feel those things for you, but he swore on the gods that he'd jump off of stark towers and exclaim his love for you if it made you notice him. Before Loki could question you further, you spoke again. This time however it was unexpected.

"Your different from how I thought you'd be..."

His brows furrowed at that. Different how exactly? Different in the sense that he was no longer a homicidal maniac? He supposed that was true, not that the other members of the team believed him to be changed. To them was still the cold-hearted killer who murdered their beloved agent Coulson.

"Pray tell what you mean by that..."

Loki was an incredible judge of character, and he could practically feel the thin sheen of sweat secreting from your forehead out of nerves. Unlike himself you were an open book, he liked that. His father was a brute who kept his cards close to his chest at all times, so in turn, Loki did the same until he couldn't feel at all. That was until he met you, chipping away at the iced cage he'd put his heart into.

"Well I assumed you'd be mean... brutish like your brother... but without the loveable qualities..." Your eyes met his for a brief moment before a smile crept onto your face "However... you're not like that at all... your kind..."

Kind? Loki had never been called kind before. He assumed if he ever was called kind the person who spoke them would get a dagger to the chest just for underestimating him. Now, he wouldn't dream of doing such things. Well, at least not to you.

"I have a confession..." you spoke again, this time looking more shameful. This was usually the part where Loki got let down. Where the person he'd gone out on a limb to trust or care for sunk that very same dagger into his heart.

"Do go on..."

He didn't want that part to come. And lucky for him, it didn't.

"I'm a master healer within witchcraft... in fact, it's my strong point... one flick of my wrist and Stevie could have been fixed within an hour or two..."

Rarely caught off guard, Loki didn't know what to do with himself. You had lied to him? But not in the way he had assumed you would. What reason would you have for not just letting the bird go free that very same day you met him? Loki's low self-esteem didn't allow him to connect the dots.

"I don't understand-"

"I wanted you to come back... I... god I sound ridiculous... I just... you're the first person I've met since joining this team who seems to understand me..."

He could practically feel the heat emitting from your cheeks, you were clearly embarrassed. Loki couldn't focus on that though, your words had paralysed him into a statuesque state of being. His brain was screaming at him to say something, anything.

"I understand if you want to go... I've taken three weeks of your time-"

"I lied as well... I was meant to be in your company for just a week... and I told you fury extended that... but he didn't..." With a shaky breath, Loki continued "As it turns out... I've grown quite fond of your company... and you..."

The toothy grin that spread upon your face shattered the ice cage once and for all. Without overthinking his actions, Loki enclosed your hand within his own looking down into those eyes that sparkled with excitement and wisdom, the very same eyes he would happily stare into for all eternity.

"I'm very glad to hear that... I'm not very good with the whole... social aspect of this..."

You gestured with your free hand, waving it in his direction. If he could Loki would scoop you up in his arms and just hold you for being so unmistakably adorable. But that action may be a little bit soon.

"Darling... me neither..." Another shaky breath left the god's lips and as your floral scent reached his nostrils, Loki knew he was a goner "May I... kiss you?"

A split second after you had nodded your lips met in a rush of gentle nervousness. The only sound that culminated off of the greenhouse walls were the fluttering of dove wings. It seemed that doves were the birds of love after all.

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[thewriterg]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

pairing(s); thor odinson x fem!reader, loki layfeyson x fem!reader

summary; it was over in needed to be it had to be before you lost it before you couldn’t replenish your grip on the weight or was it already gone? —angstober day;11—

word count; 600+

warning(s); angst, one mention of women infertility, heart break, poly themes, reader is Mother Nature coded, and language

palylist; your face by wisp

A/n:—GIFs; @spookycora & @lokihiddleston— something short to get us warmed up

Loki knows he's done it, he knows there's no coming back from it deep down… but as the God of mischief he wouldnt take that answer there was a way that he would succeed in his task as he chased after you down the stairwell into the library that was once his that you now shared calling out your name

“Leave me alone Loki!” The echo of your hurt voice now bouncing off the wall of your ‘shared’ library you should've known, you should've known better to trust the Deity dressed in emerald green and God did it hurt your chest filled with dread it was heavy and once again you would continue to stress it, it hurt.

“Darling just listen-”

“NO! Great grief Loki i trusted you, after every instinct told me not to i did anyway, i am a fool” You started off strong until your voice reduced into nothing but a mutter and the raven haired prince attempted to take your hands in his resisting when you tried to pull away from him and the firm yet non injuring hold on your wrist and it stung him like nothing he’d never experience

“Why is it ALWAYS HIM!? Hmm? Why him love? The god screamed before bringing his voice down to a mumble as you struggled in his hold attempting to get away as far as humanly possible

“Brother! Let her go” The carried thunder and Loki glared at the blonde before going approach him with a malicious looking intent on his your body burned with a passion as you approached the brothers with thundering steps the currents of the winds becoming harsh on the outside

“Stop!” Your voice carries through castle and probably through the kingdom as well both of them looking like a kicked puppy at the stern, scolding, and coldness of your voice the life of the world slipping from your grasp it all hurt,

“Loki, it's not always Thor. You, you self sabotage because you think people will hurt you or abandon you… but you hurt the kingdom and you hurt me… Loki I thought the world of you” The prince heart broke in two at the sound of your voice that was full of emotion yet void of life and it stung his chest at the sound of his real name falling from your lips

“And Thor you don't have a balance in your life you choose every battle over what you claim as my my importance but I feel as nothing but a servant… This, this wont work it never has'” The brother stepped to you in protest that made you subconsciously take another back, away from the both of them

“That's not true little dove, we have succeeded we will continue to succeed” Thor denied reassuring himself more than he was reassuring you his icy blue eyed desperate for you to agree, begging for you to stay

“We love you darling” Loki stated firmly as if it was set written in stone for the next millenia to understand and study

“I want to believe you, but I don't.” That was it the hold of the earth was lost you hadn't had a grip on it any longer you felt the flowers wilting, the tree slouching, the soil becoming infertile as well as the women, you'd lost it lost your hold on humanity

Lost your hold on everything

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