#thor odison x black!oc

[blackocsupremacy]

THUNDER AND FURY

(THOR ODINSON X BLACK! OC)

Summary: Nicki Fury a tough girl who had no time for games is put on a team of formidable superheros falling in love with her polar opposite Thor odinson

A/N: mentions of weapon, and swearing

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Nicki lived her life as if it were in risk everyday and in her case it was. She has found it hard to enjoy certain wholesome aspects of her life all thanks to the man who raised her.

She didn't have friends growing up. "you don't need more people to fight for" her dad loved to say.

But his favorite line always seemed to be the silent one, that's when she knew she disappointed him most.

She stood outside SHEILD agent Coulson right behind her watching as a helicopter landed. She said nothing agent Maria Hill stepping out of the chopper.

She held in her breath trying to look as professional as possible as Nick Fury took his turn exiting the aircraft, adorning his long leather trenchcoat as always.

"How bad is it?" He asked skipping the niceties which by now she'd grown use to.

"That's the problem, we don't know" she said as she took of her sunglasses that blocked her face from the dirt that picked when they landed.

Leading her father, Hill, and Coulson down to the radiation section of the facility she ignored the technicians and agents who seemed to scatter around the building collecting their valuables and hauling ass.

"Selvig read an energy surge from the tesseract four hours ago" agent Coulson informed them as he walked beside Nicki.

"NASA didn't authorize Selvig to test phase" Fury looked down at Nicki.

Nicki knew she'd be to blame for this as if she was the one who insisted on harboring a blue space cube for their own selfish benefit. If anything she was the one against but Nick Fury, just couldn't be wrong.

"He wasn't testing it." She said pushing her hair hair behind her ear, "funny thing is he wasn't even in the room, call it a spontaneous event."

"It just turned itself on?" Agent Hill asked?

"Where are the energy levels now?" her dad questioned dismissing the attentive agent.

"Climbing." Coulson announced.

"When Selvig couldn't shut it down I ordered evac" Nicki told him.

"How long till we get everyone out?" Fury asked quickly.

"Campus should be clear in the next half hour" Coulson answered.

"Do better" he said. Even though it was in response to Coulson Nicki knew it was meant for her, especially because he didn't even look in her direction.

Walking down to the radiation facility they left Coulson behind so he could patrol the halls making sure everything that needed to be gone was gone.

"Sir evacuation may be futile" agent Hill said as the three walked down the stairs.

Nicki knew she meant no harm by it but she had no time to deal with criticism when their lives where at risk. She didn't need to be criticized she needed to make sure everyone made it out safe.

"We should tell them to go back to sleep?" Fury's brow cocked.

Maria sighed, "If we can't control the Tesseract's energy, there may not be a minimum safe distance."

"I need you to make sure that phase 2 prototypes are shipped out." Her father requested.

"Is that really a priority right now?" Nicki gawked. she seen him put many useless things before others but to care for a prototype more than the lives of workers was a new low.

"Until such time as the world ends, we will act as though it intends to spin on." Fury stopped as he looked down at his daughter on the stairs before speaking to Hill. "Clear out the tech below. Get every piece of phase 2 on a truck and gone."

"Yes, sir." Agent Hill nodded before commanding two guards to follow her.

The two finally reached the facility where the tesseract was being kept. Nicki's heels clicked against the cold floor, she hated this room and avoided at all costs.

"Talk to me, doctor." Fury exclaimed as he walked over to Selvig.

The doctor looked up from the cube rushing to Fury and Nicki, the Tesseract seemed to be glowing unusually brighter and flare rings shot out at random.

"Director." He huffed out in shock.

"Is there anything we know for certain?" Fury asked.

"The Tesseract is misbehaving." The man answered back as quick as possible. Well of course they already knew that Nicki thought.

"Is that supposed to be funny?"

"No, it's not funny at all. The Tesseract is not only active, she's...misbehaving."

Nicki looked down to her watch checking the time. "How soon until you pull the plug?"

"She's an energy source. If we turn off the power, she turns it back on. If she reaches peak level..." Selvig begun to trail off

"We've prepared for this, doctor. Harnessing energy from space." Fury reminded.

"We don't have the harness. Our calculations are far from complete. Now she's throwing off interference radiation." He paused, "Nothing harmful, low level of gamma radiation."

"That can be harmful." Nicki gawked staring at the man as if he were an alien.

"Where's Barton?" Fury queried as he looked around the room.

"The Hawk? Up in his nest, as usual." Selvig spoke his face scrunched in a distasteful manner.

Barton, dressed in black tactical gear, sat up on the railings watching them down below, Fury called for Barton on his earpiece.

"Agent Barton, report."

Barton swung down from the catwalk. Walking up to Nicki and Fury. The three walk around the facility in a discreet manner.

"I gave you this detail so you could keep a close eye on things." Nick sounding as if he were blaming the man.

"Well, I see better from a distance." He said ignoring Fury's accusing tone.

"Are you seeing anything that might set this thing off?" Nicki looked over to the tesseract that she feared getting closed to.

A NASA scientist interrupted them "Doctor, it's spiking again."

"No one's come or gone. It's oven is clean. No contacts, no I.M.'s." he shrugged "If there was any tampering, sir, it wasn't at this end."

"At this end?" Fury stood confused.

"Yeah, the cube is a doorway to the other end of space, right?" The doors open from both sides. Clint explained.

Dr. Selvig clacks away at the keyboard and sees on the monitor something he hadn't expected to. Suddenly the Tesseract thundered and shook the entire facility. Big enough to where both Agent Hill and Coulson can feel even though they were at different ends of the facility.

The flaring rings and glow of the cube spout out brighter and louder, like a boiling pot of water. The Tesseract's energy building up into a beam at the end of a platform wired to the CMS device. The beam fires the Tesseract's energy.

The beam then forms a vortex, which then opens up a portal and a black hole isq created. From the portal, the blackness of space, beautiful and mysterious, strewn with a billion stars appears and a gust of blue energy clouds fills the room, blinding everyone inside.

The Tesseract's energy forms into a cloud that reaches to the top of the facility's vacuum chamber ceiling. And for a moment It's abnormally quiet. Then heavy breathing is heard from the platform.

SHIELD guards slowly approach, weapons in hands. A figure kneeling on the platform, smoke coming off it.

Who in the fuck was this?

[boxofbonesfic]

Pattycakes (Chapter 5)

Title: Pattycakes

Summary: Like they say, it really does just take one time... Patricia Hodgins knows that better than anyone. She’s got even worse luck when it comes to her child’s father: Billionaire playboy Thor Odinson. He’s selfish and manipulative; and Patty’s not sure which outcome frightens her more—killing him or letting him worm his way into her heart.

Pairing: Thor x Black OFC

Rating: Explicit

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4

Warnings: Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Mildly dubious consent, Breeding Kink, Age Difference (significant but not extreme), Stalking (light stalking though lol), Past Relationships, Class drama, Dad!Thor, Character improvement

A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to move this chapter over here, I got kind of busy, and just was feeling bleh, but I’m here with the updates! 😂 

This is a work of FICTION, and it is Dark, so I assume once you’ve clicked through the link that you are comfortable with that. I do not give consent for my work to be copied, translated, or posted elsewhere, even if I am credited. This work is entirely mine, and unbeta’d, so read at your own risk! 😘

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Chapter 5: Rock-a-bye

Thor’s secret gets out, and Patricia is forced to confront some hard truths.

“Mommy where my room?” Amelia’s excited squeal echoed loudly through the large apartment. She’d kicked her shoes off as soon as they arrived in the penthouse, bouncing excitedly around the open space. Thor had already called the movers—and paid them too. 

  He’d meant it when he’d told Patricia he didn’t want any more delays. And when he hadn’t heard from her, he’d decided to go straight to the source. Why argue with Patricia over texts when he could do it in person, staring down her low cut t-shirt as she fought against the inevitable? 

  There was little Thor had ever wanted that he hadn’t gotten, whether through privilege, or by simply taking it, and though he couldn’t explain it, he wanted…Patricia. Amelia. And if the only way he could get them was by exploiting Patricia’s fear that he might win a custody battle, Thor wasn’t above doing so.

  He’d been so close to fucking her right there in the kitchen—it probably wouldn’t have taken too much more convincing—but his daughter’s riotous giggles made him second guess the urge. Besides, it was better to only push one agenda at a time, and it was clear that having Patricia’s obedience would take more than idle threats. You caught more flies with honey, as the saying went. 

  “I don’t know baby. I think upstairs?” She asked, turning to look at Thor, who nodded. 

  “Yes. Come on, I’ll show you.” 

  Amelia scampered up the stairs, half crawling on her hands and knees. She ran the few feet to the first door, pointing as he came up behind her, eyes wide with excitement. “Dis one?!” He hoped Amelia liked her new room—he’d spent time poring over every furniture catalogue he could get his hands on, and though some things hadn’t come in yet, he was fairly confident that he’d done a good job. 

  “Yes, Amelia, this is your room now.” He reached past her to open the door, and Amelia shot inside just as Patricia came up the stairs and rounded the corner. There was a huge bay window on one side, and the stark white walls had been painted a soft yellow, with images of horses running all along it—he knew she liked horses, and had asked specifically for them to be included. The plain light fixture in the center of the ceiling had been replaced with a hanging moon and star. She didn’t have a bed, or furniture set up, though the pieces lay against the wall, waiting to be assembled. 

  “This is a nice room, Thor.” Patricia said tightly. He could see she meant it, even if it was grudging. It was substantially larger than the room she’d had in Patricia’s apartment—it was easily double it’s size, with room for a much bigger corner for Amelia’s books and bean bag. The view—which she would only come to appreciate when she was older—was nothing to sneeze at either. The city lay spread out before her like a picture, the fading afternoon sun painting the room even brighter gold And that wasn’t even mentioning the antique rocking horse he'd stationed in one corner, or drivable miniature car in the other. He hadn’t quite been able to curb the urge to shower her with gifts—make up for lost time. 

  “You should say thank you, Amelia.” Patricia instructed, sighing with resignation. “Jesus, is that a mini Maserati?” She muttered, cutting her eyes at him. 

  “Thank you,” She repeated dutifully. “Mommy, where my books?” She asked, looking around confusedly. Her brows furrowed as she looked between the two of them, waiting for an explanation. 

  “They’ll be here tomorrow, with everything else from the old apartment,” Thor answered. He knew, of course, that that meant they would be sleeping with him that night, but he didn’t mind the thought of it quite so much, so long as Patricia kept Amelia’s tiny fists and feet away from his head. Instead of being reassured, Amelia’s face crumpled further as her lip trembled. “You don’t have to worry about them, they’ll be here.” He meant for it to be an assurance, but he could tell it wasn’t taking. 

  “But I want them now!” She whined, peering up at him with watery eyes before turning to her mother as though she would get a different answer. “Mommy!”

  “They’re on the truck, Mels, like Thor said. Mommy can’t get them. You’re just going to have to be a big girl and get by with the books we have for tonight.” Patricia crouched down and tried to rub a soothing hand across Amelia’s cheek, but it seemed she wouldn’t be deterred, pushing her mother’s hand away fiercely. 

  “No, now!” She argued, her voice rising in volume until she was yelling. Patricia knelt in front of her, trying to calm her down, but it appeared too late for that. Thor grimaced. Thus far, all of his interactions with Amelia had been wonderful. She’d been very good on their walk to the store, holding his hand, and chattering at him quicker than he had time to process it. Now, however, her toffee colored cheeks were red with anger, and she rubbed her teary eyes as she stomped her foot. 

  “Amelia, enough.” He said sternly, crossing his arms. His voice was loud and authoritative, with the intent of stopping her fit in its tracks. This only served to incense her further, and she burst into tears, wailing loudly as she crumbled to the floor in a tantrum. Oh shit. Patricia heaved an exasperated sigh, and glared up at him

  “Real nice, Thor.” She muttered, picking the screaming toddler up and cradling her to her chest as she continued to cry and struggle. “Don’t yell at her like that.” She snapped, stroking Amelia’s hair. Thor wanted to interject that he hadn’t yelled at her, but he doubted that distinction would matter to his wailing daughter and her irritated mother. 

  “She didn’t nap today, we’ve been moving around a lot, it’s no wonder she’s feeling testy.” Patricia explained, rolling her eyes. Thor could tell there were more words she wanted to let loose, scathing ones that would likely set his own temper raging. Her tone made it clear she felt the information she was dispensing was obvious— To you, maybe. He groused inwardly. 

  Amelia whimpered in her arms, and she grimaced. “Where am we sleeping? I’m going to try and put her down for a nap, it’s the only thing that’ll stop this.” She said quietly, and Thor fought the wide grin that threatened to spread across his face. Patricia had requested her own room—a request Thor had not fulfilled. 

  “Your bed isn’t here yet either.” He replied smoothly, not bothering to keep the smug smirk off of his face. Patricia glared at him, tight lipped and marched past him back out into the hallway, likely heading for his bedroom. Thor couldn’t help but enjoy riling Patty up. He hadn’t changed many things there either, and he saw her stop and roll her eyes at his massive bed before crawling onto it and laying Amelia down. 

  Amelia was still sniffling, clinging tightly to her mother as she tried to extricate herself. “Mels, I’m just going to go get your bottle from the bag downstairs—”

  “No!” She sobbed, holding tighter. “No, no, mommy!” Patricia looked up at Thor helplessly. Amelia had graduated from attempting to push Patricia away to refusing to let go of her, wailing. 

  “Can you get the duffel bag from downstairs, please? I think I have a bottle all made up for her already.” 

  “A bottle? Patricia she’s three.” He said disbelievingly. He knew little about child rearing, it was true, but surely three was too old to still be drinking from a bottle, wasn’t it? The vitriol with which Patty was glaring at him, however, spoke otherwise. 

  “Yes, Thor. Three. ” Her voice carried an air of finality that made Thor bristle, and he opened his mouth to respond—but was cut off by Amelia’s loud sniffle. He turned on his heel and strode out of the room. The bag Patricia had mentioned was sitting by the steps, and upon opening it Thor saw that it was full of things for Amelia. Changes of clothes, small toys, snacks, and formula for toddlers. In one of the side pockets, he found a lidded sippy cup containing what he assumed was Amelia’s juice. 

  When he returned to his bedroom, Patricia was seated cross-legged in the center of the bed, rocking a still testy Amelia back and forth as she rubbed soothing circles on her back. The toddler eyed him suspiciously as he crawled onto the bed on his knees awkwardly, holding her bottle. “Here, Amelia.” He patted his lap, hoping to entice her into sitting with him while she drank it, but Amelia let out a distrustful little whine and fidgeted. 

  “Come on, Mels. Thor went and got your bottle for you, what do we say?” She looked down at the fussy child in her lap. Amelia scowled and threw a frustrated little fist at the bed beside them. “Amelia.” Patricia replied sternly. “What do we say?” 

  “...Thank you.” 

  “Okay. Now do you want to go sit—” Patricia’s voice was drowned out by an answering wail as Amelia shook her head so hard her hair flew around it wildly.

  “No, don’t wanna! No, mommy!” Patricia looked apologetically at Thor, who handed her the bottle without further argument. He couldn’t keep the angry look off of his face, however, and he heard Patricia swallow audibly. Amelia calmed instantly, holding the handles on either side of the bottle as her eyes grew lidded. Patricia continued to rock her slowly, patting her back when she let out a sad little hiccup. 

  Thor rose from the bed, his fists clenched tightly. Why? Why would she react so poorly to him? They’d been just fine the other morning when he’d taken her out to help him get breakfast. It just… didn’t make sense. Thor narrowed his eyes as he made his way back downstairs, and over to the liquor cabinet. It was late afternoon, but it wasn’t as though he had anything else to do. By the time Patricia joined him at the table, he’d downed two glasses of scotch already. 

  “Starting early?” She asked snippily as she sat down across from him, her lips pursed with distaste.

  “What are you telling Amelia about me?” He asked bluntly. Patricia’s mouth fell open in surprise and she sputtered. “She hates me.” The bitterness he’d been trying unsuccessfully to keep out of his voice dripped steadily from his words. What he wasn’t expecting, was a surprised peal of laughter from Patricia, who quickly clapped a hand over her mouth as her shoulders continued to shake. Thor gripped his glass tighter. “This is amusing to you?” He spat. “We’ll see how amusing it is when my—”

  “Yes, Thor, your lawyers.” Patricia snorted. “You’re this upset because your daughter had a tantrum? Newsflash, Thor: you’re a stranger. ” He bristled at this, but Patricia rolled her eyes and continued. “Amelia doesn’t know you . It takes time to build that kind of relationship. You can’t buy it,” She replied pointedly. 

  Thor took another angry sip of his drink. He knew it was silly to expect her to latch onto him like she clearly did Patricia, but he still couldn’t help the burning jealousy that threatened to overwhelm him. In his mind, it was even less fair because Amelia hadn’t had the time or the choice to get to know him. 

  “I’m not telling her bad things about you, Thor.” Patricia said softly, reaching out to touch the back of his hand. “I promise.” He studied her face for a moment, looking for the lie—but found none. He hadn’t realized how much he really wanted her to stare at him with the same adoration until he’d found she didn’t. A

  He drained his glass and sighed. “I suppose I just… She’s my daughter too,” He replied, somewhat petulantly. Patricia nodded. 

  “She is, I’m not denying that.” Any more. “She’ll come around, Thor. You just have to be patient. Amelia’s a sweet kid, I’m sure…” Patty sighed long-sufferingly. “I’m sure she’ll love you in no time.” Surprisingly, Patricia’s platitudes did make him feel just a little better. Were it Idunn, she’d be sulking until he bought her something shiny and expensive. Patricia cleared her throat. “Can we talk about my bed?” 

  Thor rolled his eyes. Here we fucking go. “It’s not here yet.” He lied smoothly, declining to mention the fact that he hadn’t ordered it. It had been nice waking up with Patricia and Amelia, and even better to fall asleep with Patty’s body fitted so snugly into the hollow of his own. 

  “Thor, please. Let’s not play this game. I can buy it myself if you’re feeling too prickly about it.” Thor furrowed his brow at her jab.

  “I can afford a bed for you.” He scoffed. 

  “So what, you just don’t want to?” She snapped. “I meant it when I said we should be focusing on Amelia. Isn’t that the whole reason you’re doing all...this?” 

  Patricia was half right. He did want to involve himself in his daughter’s life, and he did want to be present for her. At the same time, the virulent desire to punish Patricia for her transgressions remained. Along with it, was the strange urge to have her wholly and completely to himself. He understood it about as well as as he cared to—Thor was more in the habit of assuaging his desires than he was into examining them. 

  “I’m doing this, Patricia,” he said smoothly, grasping her hand in his own and stroking his large thumb over her knuckles. “Because you owe me.” He could see the indignation and anger on her facial features. “Because you took something from me that I can never replace.” He would never see Amelia learn to walk, or to talk, there was no amount of money that would rewind the years for him. 

  “Thor, I—”

  “You what, Patricia?” He asked, bringing her hand up to his lips. He felt her shudder at the contact. 

  She snatched her hand from his to point at him accusingly. “Look. I’m not doing this with you, Thor. I said I would come here so that… so that you wouldn’t take her from me, not so that you could make me into a housepet!” Thor gritted his teeth. Brute force had always worked well for him, but he kept butting up against seemingly impenetrable walls when it came to Patricia. It would be much harder to force her hand with Amelia around, he knew. Perhaps it was time to employ the same technique he had with Stark—give just a little, to get a whole lot more. 

He wanted Patricia—wanted her as often as he could have her with as little resistance as possible. 

  “Fine.” He’d caught her mid-sentence, and Patricia sputtered, the steam going out of her in her surprise. 

  “I—what?” 

  “I said fine. I’ll have something here in an hour.” He sent off an irritated text to one of his many “assistants”, instructing them to pick up a queen sized bed from the closest Pottery Barn—it didn’t matter what it looked like, Patricia wouldn’t be using it very long if he had his way. And Thor Odinson usually had his way.

  “Oh.” She looked at him suspiciously. “Really? I-I can pay for it myself,” She said again, and Thor shook his head. 

  “I’ll take care of it. I told you I would, so I will.” Patricia’s trust— and her compliance— wouldn’t come easily. 

  When Clint finally came by with the movers, Patricia was almost as excited as Amelia, bouncing on her toes as they unloaded the bed. They set everything up easily, and when Thor brought a set of sheets for her, she was laying in the center with her legs dangling off of the side. She sat up to look at him quizzically. 

  “Thank you, Thor.” She said grudgingly. “I… Just...thanks.” 

  “You’re welcome, Patricia.” He deposited them on the edge of the bed, and for a moment, he found himself tempted to tug her forward for a kiss—but dismissed it. That wasn’t the relationship they had. He watched her struggle with the bedspread for a few amusing minutes before crossing the hallway back into his own room. Amelia was still sleeping soundly in the center of his bed, snoring softly. Patricia had surrounded her with pillows, which Amelia had prompt spread out over, her arms and legs sticking out at awkward angles. 

  In spite of himself, Thor smiled. Adorable. It had been a long day for her, waking up early to pack as many boxes as they could, and then sitting in the car while Patricia and Thor sniped back and forth at one another. No wonder she was tired and cranky. Maybe Patricia was right. He sat down on the bed gingerly, careful not to disturb her too much. It really was amazing, how much she looked like both of them. She wrinkled her nose in her sleep, and Thor grinned. 

  “Real cute when she sleeps, isn’t she?” Patricia asked quietly from behind him. She’d clearly bested the fitted sheet, and was now standing next to the bed, quietly observing their daughter alongside him. “Sometimes I can’t believe I made her.” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her raise an unconscious hand to her stomach. Unexpected bitterness filled him—-he’d missed that as well. 

  “Did you… I mean, did you always want….” Thor trailed off, unsure of how to ask. If he’d been in her position, he couldn’t say he’d have kept a baby. Unmarried, fresh out of school… For the first time, Thor fleetingly thought about what it must have been like for her. Had her parents supported her? Had they been disappointed? He swallowed thickly at the thought; the weight of Odin’s disappointment was often crushing. 

  “Did I want an abortion?” Patricia asked, and for the first time when their eyes met, there was no anger or hurt in them. “At first, yeah.” She admitted. “But I couldn’t… I couldn’t go through with it. I kept making the appointments and missing them.” Her voice was quiet. Thor didn’t really know anything about her pregnancy—he’d never bothered to even ask. “And then I was a month and a half pregnant, and by then I knew she wasn’t going anywhere.” 

  Thor felt another pang of jealousy. He’d never gotten to see her pregnant, to go to ultrasounds or feel the baby kick. Would I have gone if I’d known? He shook his head. It didn’t matter what he would have done—because he’d never gotten the chance to do it. He wondered if she’d known the baby’s gender before the birth or after. 

  Patricia moved forward, leaning past him to reach for Amelia. She fussed a little, but Amelia hushed her, cradling her in her arms as she fell quickly back asleep. 

  “Thank you again for the bed, Thor.” Her thanks were earnest.

  He heard her door close behind him, and her footsteps faded.

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  The next morning, Thor was woken from sleep by the smell of food cooking. He didn’t usually keep the fridge or pantry particularly well stocked, considering he ate out for almost every meal. He frowned, before padding blearily down the stairs. He didn’t normally work Mondays—a caveat of his long weekends, usually spent drinking more alcohol than he cared to remember. It was early for him—before eight—and he rounded the corner into the open kitchen.

  Sausage?

  Patricia was standing in his kitchen, flipping sausage links in a pan while Amelia chattered at the breakfast bar, swinging her legs wildly. 

  “Door! Mommy, Door is here!” She pointed at him, her eyes wide. Thor was tired and he’d woken up feeling particularly cranky, but Amelia was as chipper and excitable as always, paying little heed to his sour mood. Patricia turned to look at him over her shoulder, and Thor felt his mood worsen as she raised a judgmental eyebrow at him. He was tempted again to take her to task, wipe the smug look from her pretty face and make her beg —but Amelia was all too present. 

  “I see him, Mels. What do we say? Good morning, Thor.” Patricia instructed, looking over her shoulder first at Amelia, and then at him. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt, her legs and feet bare. Her curly hair was piled messily on top of her head, and round glasses that Thor had never seen her wear before were perched on the edge of her slightly upturned nose. 

  “Good morning, Patricia. Gone grocery shopping, I see.” He said, and she snickered. 

  “Someone had to, this house was emptier than a Mets game.” She replied without missing a beat, glancing at him over her shoulder. 

  “Goo’ Mornin!” Amelia chirped, turning to smile brightly at him, all yesterday’s animosity completely forgotten. She whirled back to her mother, her mouth going a mile a minute. “Mommy I have school today?”

  “Of course you have school today, Mels. It’s Monday. You have to go to school, and Mommy and Thor have to go to work,” She explained. Patty muttered something Thor didn’t quite catch, though he could parse out the phrase “real work” from her grumbling. He felt ire rise in his chest, but he calmed himself. 

  Long con. You’re playing the long con.  

  Patricia brought over a small, colored plastic plate with Amelia’s blunted cutlery on it, and began cutting up her food when Thor stopped her. 

  “I’ll do it. You get ready.” He said, watching her narrow her eyes suspiciously at him. She didn’t fight him on it in front of Amelia, relinquishing the fork and knife wthout a fight. 

  “Oh. Um, okay. Thank you?” It came out as a question, and Thor nodded his head graciously. Patricia lingered for a moment, puttering around the kitchen as she watched them out of the corner of her eye. 

  “You go to work?” Amelia asked him curiously as she chewed. 

  “You should wait until you’re done chewing to talk to people, Amelia. But yes, I’m going to work today.” She chewed thoughtfully, still swinging her little legs. She swallowed before speaking again. “Like your mother.” 

  “Where?”

  “Um. I work in the same building as your school, Amelia. My father owns it.” Her eyes widened, and Thor was surprised by the spark of pride he felt in his chest at her amazed expression. If only your mother was as easily impressed. He continued to cut up her eggs, and sliced the sausage into little pieces. 

  “Wow!” He held the fork out for her, and Amelia grasped it with clumsy fingers. “I like school.” Thor had never really… spoken to a child before. Things he found obvious were completely new to her, but he found the glow in her eyes as she discovered new information to be strangely precious. 

  “What, er… what are you learning in school?” He asked, taking a bite of his own food. Good.  

  “Show and tell! I like show and tell,” Amelia bounced in her seat. “And shapes! Dass a square,” She replied proudly as she pointed at one of the pictures on the wall. Thor heard the shower start upstairs, indicating that Patricia for now, at least, couldn’t interfere. Amelia puffed her little chest out, and Thor got the indication that he was supposed to be impressed, and acted accordingly. 

  “Wow!” He replied in a booming voice, enjoying it when she slapped her tiny hands over her mouth as she giggled. “You’re so smart!” Amelia preened—she was a proud little thing, and it reminded him of himself. There were other similarities, ones he kept noticing the longer he was around her. Her stubbornness, the squared set of her jaw. It was more obvious than ever that Amelia was his— How Patricia thought she could deny the obvious is beyond me. Though he knew Patricia would frown on this line of questioning, she wasn’t there to object. “Amelia, can you tell me about your family?” 

  “Mommy!” She chirped, and Thor nodded, smiling. 

  “Very good. Who else is in your family?” He asked patiently, stroking her head affectionately, testing a loose curl between his fingers. It was looser than her mothers, but still just as soft. 

  “Gramma, and Gampa,” She said slowly, her face screwing up slightly as she thought. “Auntie Wanda! And ‘Merica!” She still hasn’t told her. Thor kept his displeasure off of his face, though it wasn’t easy. Of course Patricia hadn’t told Amelia yet—it was clear her goal was to drive him away before it ever mattered. But Thor was just as, if not more, stubborn than she was, and it would take more than that to keep him from his daughter, now that he knew he had one. the 

  “And what about your father? Daddy?” He asked, and Amelia furrowed her brows in confusion. “Where is he?” 

  “I don’t… I don’t know,” she grimaced. She was fidgeting, glancing all around the room as she frowned. She sniffled, and Thor cursed inwardly. It seemed like this was something Amelia had never really questioned before. He hadn’t meant to upset her, only gauge what she thought. 

  “Mels, what’s wrong?” Patricia’s worried voice came from behind him. Thor turned to see her, a towel wrapped around her body and her hair damp and dripping. “Thor, why is she so upset?” Amelia hopped down from the breakfast bar and ran over to her mother, attaching herself to one of her legs as Patricia glared at him accusingly. 

  “Thor, I was gone ten minutes! ” She hissed. “She looks like she’s about to cry!” It was true, Amelia didn’t really have the words to communicate her confusion, and it was making her upset. Amelia looked tearfully up at her mother. 

  “Mommy, where is Daddy?” 

  ———

  Patricia fumed the entire way to work, and had to fight from cursing when the Asgard building came into view. Amelia bounced excitedly; ready for school, her previous upset already forgotten. 

  “Where is daddy?”

  Patricia had sputtered at her question. Of course Amelia knew about families—they had at least two books about them, packed away in boxes somewhere. She knew about parents, and siblings, but… Patricia had been careful. She made it clear who Amelia’s family was—grandmother, grandfather, her. America and Wanda too—but not Thor. And when Amelia had looked up at her and asked that seemingly simple question, Patricia had been caught between a rock and a hard place. 

  She’d scowled at Thor, whose attempt at placid innocence would have been laughable had it not been painstakingly clear that he was the one who had set Amelia on this course of thought in the first place. Patty wanted to scream—why was he doing this? Was it just to torture her? Had she really done so wrong by keeping her pregnancy from him? Her mind was going around and around in circles, each thought biting the tail of the last. Maybe it had been cruel and selfish, but his current behavior made her feel fairly justified in doing so. 

  He’d been successful in forcing her between a rock and a hard place. If she lied, he would he angry—Patty had swallowed thickly at the thought of his ire. And if she told the truth, there was no way Amelia would be in any shape to go to school today. 

  “He’s… it’s complicated, Amelia. You have a dad, sweetheart.” That reassurance seemed to satisfy her daughter’s worry, and her lip stopped trembling, though she wasn’t quite as bouncy as she had been when Patricia had gotten her up for breakfast just a short while before. Thor hadn’t come with her to drop Amelia off, apparently satisfied with the chaos he’d already managed to sow at seven thirty in the morning. I want to wipe that smug look off his disgustingly handsome face.

  It wasn’t the thought itself that made Patricia start as she ushered Amelia into daycare, but the unnecessary descriptor she’d attached to it without meaning to. Of course Thor was handsome… Her cheeks flamed. 

  “Sorry, we’re a little late this morning,” She said quietly, watching Amelia skip forward past the reception desk and over to one of the small learning areas where other children were being read to as they sat quietly. The receptionist shrugged. 

  “No problem, Miss Hodgins. We’ll see you at pick-up.” 

  The rest of Patty’s day was a blur of activity—sorting new art, returning phone calls. She completed each task mindlessly, her thoughts scattered elsewhere. How do I tell her? The time was rapidly approaching when she would no longer be able to conceal who exactly Thor was to Amelia, and if she didn’t want her daughter to resent her forever, she needed to figure out the best way to do so. 

  Patricia bitterly found herself wondering how Thor would continue to punish her when he could no longer hold Amelia’s hidden parentage over her head—no doubt he would find something. Suddenly, her mind conjured the image of Thor reading to Amelia, her tiny body tucked beside his on the bean bag, bright eyes watching him with rapt attention. In spite of everything, Patricia felt herself melt, just a little. At the very least, it was amusing to watch him attempt to keep up with their daughter’s rapid fire questions, ever changing moods, and seemingly never-ending well of energy. 

  “Patricia, we’ve got some Klein pieces being delivered this evening, do you think you could stay an extra hour or two?” One of the other consultants was poking his head into the back office when she looked up, a pleading expression on his face. “Peggy’s leaving early to take the Judas to the MET for the opening tonight, and I have to go with her to help. You’re the only one who’ll still be around.” 

  Patricia liked Peter Quill well enough as a coworker, and though they were relatively close in age, she often found him just a tad scatterbrained, not to mention immature. Patricia glanced up at the clock—only twenty minutes before the gallery closed. She’d only been working there a few weeks, not long enough to have a standing relationship with anyone. Peter had been there for years—an expert at appraisals. Saying no to him could have consequences. Patricia swallowed nervously. She’d be cutting it close to pick up Amelia, but…

  “Um, sure. I think I can stay. How many pieces are we expecting? Evelynne didn’t say.” 

  He grinned charmingly at her. “You’re a lifesaver, Patty.” Patricia waved him off, shaking her head. “No, seriously. I’m the idiot who double-booked myself.” He joked self-deprecatingly, jerking his thumb in his own direction. “Just two. Delivery guy said they’d probably be here before five.” 

  “No worries, Peter. My pleasure.” Peter crossed the room in two long strides, sweeping Patricia up in a bear hug. She squeaked with surprise, before awkwardly returning the gesture. He released her after a moment, and as Patricia was smoothing her skirt, he leaned against the desk. 

  “Let me repay you. Dinner? Drinks? On me.” 

  “Peter… I don’t really know, I mean you really don’t have to,” she sputtered. He was handsome, funny… But Patty wasn’t one to date her coworkers. Peter held his hands up placatingly. 

  “Totally platonic, I promise,” He replied evenly, lifting his hand to draw an “x” over his heart. “Scouts honor. There’s a couple of us going, a couple of the other consultants, Drax and Gamora. Plus, you know, boss lady’ll be there too.” Patricia felt her shoulders practically sag with relief. She didn’t know if she could take another presence in her close personal life right now—between Amelia and Thor, there wasn’t much of Patricia left to go around if she was being honest. As much as she disliked the father of her child, she couldn’t deny that he occupied more space than she wanted to allow, both physically and in her thoughts. 

  “Well I hope you’re an honorable scout, because I could definitely use a drink. How’s Friday?” She asked, and he nodded. 

  “Be prepared to be serenaded, Drax gets very romantic when he’s drunk. Thanks again, Patty!” He replied, before heading back out of the storeroom. It would be nice to have a night away from Amelia that didn’t included getting the crap grilled out of her by Thor—it would be a welcome respite. 

  Patty finished up her cataloguing, and then headed back to the front desk to wait for the delivery. Johann Klein was no small name in their gallery—a small, Sokovian artist who had gained international fame when his work was featured in a cultural exhibit at the Louvre. No coincidence that he was Wanda’s favorite artist, as a fellow Sokovian—even if she’d been in the states since she was ten. 

  P: We’re getting some Klein pieces in tonight, thought you might want to know so you could come see them, fangirl

  Wanda responded to Patricia’s ribbing almost instantly. 

  W: 🙄 not responding to that. OOOOOOH!! I’ll be there. When’s the gallery open until??? I wanna see! 

  P: We’re closed for the night but we’re open late Thursday. I’ll bring your child, she’s been dying to see you

  W: it’s a date 😘

  It was only half past four, and Patricia amused herself by scrolling on her phone until after five, when she began to feel a little impatient. The daycare closed at six, and while there was no hard rule about pick-up time, Patricia knew that it was likely Amelia wouldn’t have many other children to play with by now, if any were left at all.  Fuck. If she’d still been in Long Island, it wouldn’t have been difficult to have her mother or father pick Amelia up, but it would take over an hour to drive in during rush hour traffic, and Amelia certainly couldn’t wait that long. 

  The last thing Patricia wanted to do was call Thor, but there weren’t many options. As the clock struck half past five, Patricia sighed in defeat, before reluctantly tapping Thor’s contact info. She’d saved his name under Asshole , with several cursing emojis after it. It was childish, but it still made her giggle just a little before she pressed the call button. 

  It rang once, twice, three times before being silenced, and Patricia was abruptly sent to voicemail. She narrowed her brows. Did he just… screen my call? Pursing her lips, Patricia tried again. 

  It took three more calls before Thor’s irritated voice boomed out of the receiver. 

  “What?” He snapped. Patricia could hear what sounded like rustling, and a quiet, feminine giggle, and she rolled her eyes and clenched her jaw. “I’m… in the middle of something.” 

  Balls deep in some one , more like. Patricia didn’t like the spark of jealousy that burned on her tongue as she spoke. 

  “I need you to pick Amelia up from school, Thor.” She said quietly. “I had to stay late at work, and I’m worried I won’t be there by the time they need to close at six.” She heard Thor snort. 

  “I’m busy. ” Another little laugh. The woman said something too quiet to hear, and Patricia could hear movement. 

  Patty knew it probably wasn’t wise to push him. She’d been on the receiving end of his ire since they’d reconnected, and she wasn’t stupid. Patricia knew that she’d only experienced a small portion of his wrath, and was loath to see him follow through on all of his idle threats. But Patricia’s maternal instincts had already begun kicking in, and she wasn’t about to back down now, not when her daughter needed him. 

  “You don’t just get to be a parent when it’s fucking fun, Thor!” She shouted, slamming her hand against the desk so hard she knew he had to have heard it through the phone. “Amelia is alone at daycare, and she needs her father to come get her! If this isn’t what you wanted, you should have left us in fucking Canarsie, we were doing fine without you!” She seethed, her heart racing. She was prepared for the barrage of condescending insults, but he only levied a heavy sigh at her after a few seconds of silence. 

  “I’ll be there.” 

  Patricia ended the call without saying anything further. Her pulse was still racing, her blood roaring in her ears. This was only a small victory, but Patricia felt the pleasure course through her just the same. It was ten to six when the delivery men finally got there, and after six thirty when Patricia had finished logging the paintings into the system, and locked them away safely in the vault all the way at the back of the gallery. 

  She didn’t bother with the train that evening, and simply called a taxi back to Thor’s luxurious apartment. Patricia wondered if she would ever think of it as home. Thor had all the taste of a rich, urban socialite, and though his apartment was gorgeous , it wasn’t… homey, or welcoming. It was cold and impersonal—a perfect reflection of its owner. He hadn’t responded as to whether he’d picked Amelia up or not, but as it was almost seven, she assumed he had. 

  The lobby was almost as sparse and minimal as Thor’s apartment, and the security guard eyed her suspiciously as she fumbled with the card key for the penthouse elevator. I know I don’t belong here either, buddy, Patricia thought bad naturedly as she punched the “close door” button harder than she needed to. When she finally reached the top, the doors slid open and her ears were immediately assailed with Amelia’s excited shrieks. 

  Yep, he got her alright. Patty kicked her shoes off, and padded towards the sounds with stockinged feet. Thor and Amelia were in the living room, and from the looks of things, it had only taken her just over an hour to utterly destroy his simple, clean living space. There were some boxes piled up against the distant walls, indicating that the movers had already dropped their things off. Patricia was surprised to see Amelia’s bean bag at the end of the sleek sectional couch. Patricia took the two short steps down into the sunken living area, peering around. As she observed, Amelia’s head popped up from the other side of the couch, and she shrieked upon seeing her mother, covering her mouth and ducking down again. 

  “Mommy’s here!” She whispered excitedly, her still too-loud voice carrying easily. Thor’s deep answering chuckle made Patricia’s belly do a strange flip-flop. 

  “Is she? Okay, we’re going to jump in three, two—” Thor stood from behind the couch, Amelia clutched in his arms. “Surprise!” Amelia laughed, clamoring out of Thor’s grip and scampering across the rug to slam into Patty’s legs. 

  “Mommy! Mommy, Door came to my school!” She said excitedly, pointing back towards her father. Patricia snorted, before covering her growing smile with her hand. Thor was wearing Amelia’s fairy wings, which were hilariously small on him, and she’d given him the wand that accompanied the costume as well. 

  “I see that! Did you have a good day at school?” She asked sitting down as Amelia clamored into her lap. Amelia began chattering instantly, and Patricia watched Thor settle not too far away, putting the glittery wand down on his once pristine coffee table. 

  “I paint today, mommy!” She said excitedly, showing Amelia her finger-paint stained hands. “And, and, and we play games,” She said seriously, watching Patricia nod as she listened. The living room looked like an Amelia bomb had gone off in it—there were several of her books littering the floor and sitting on the couch, along with at least four toy horses that Patricia could count, and probably what were the entire contents of the dress-up chest that her grandmother had gotten her this past Christmas. 

  Thor looked completely exhausted, though Patty didn’t blame him—it was clear Amelia had extra energy tonight, and it was going to be an uphill battle getting her to settle down, this Patricia knew from experience. She couldn’t help but giggle as Thor’s head sagged back against the couch cushions. 

  “I’ll tell you what, why don’t you go play, and Mommy will start dinner?” Patricia asked, watching as Amelia considered her options. Patricia kissed her head, and bundled the little girl off of her lap. It looked like Amelia and Thor had had a go at quite a few of the boxes, and she tore through one of them, pulling out even more toys. Patricia looked over at Thor, who was regarding her silently. 

  “I assume everything went okay at school,” She said, and he waited a moment before shrugging. 

  “I wasn’t on the approved guardians list, but I smoothed that over.” Patricia winced—she’d forgotten to add him to the list of people allowed to pick Amelia up from school. She’d been meaning to do it, and just kept forgetting. It hadn’t helped either that she was still holding out hope that he would grow bored of this game and release them. 

  “Damn. Sorry.” Thor raised a skeptical eyebrow, but Patricia gestured placatingly with her hands. “Really, I didn’t… that wasn’t on purpose, Thor.” Patricia reached up to loosen the bun she’d had her hair in all day, massaging her scalp and running her fingers through her curls. “I’m glad they let you take her. What did you tell them?” She asked, cocking her head. 

  “I told them I was her father.” He said simply, and Patricia’s cheeks heated as she was reminded of her earlier thoughts. She glanced up to see if Amelia had heard, but the little girl was far too busy making her horses fight one another to listen to their boring adult conversation. 

  “Of-of course.” She said tightly. She rose from the couch, and she could feel Thor’s eyes on her like physical weights, dragging down her form. “I’m going to go change.” It was clear her earlier assumptions had been correct—the movers had already dropped off their things. It seemed like Thor had already unpacked and set up most of Amelia’s room; her four poster bed sat against the wall, across from the huge window seat on the adjacent wall. Her bookshelf was put up, and while not all of her books were on it, many of them were. Her beanbag was downstairs, and so were a couple of her other things, but… It gave Patricia a warm feeling in her chest to think that Thor had gone through the trouble of setting up Amelia’s room. 

  He probably paid someone else to do it. She thought snarkily, before heading to her own room to slide into a comfortable pair of leggings and a cropped tee. Thor was waiting for her in the hallway. 

  “I saw Amelia’s room,” She said softly. “Did you… I mean, you hired someone, right?” She asked, and he shook his head. Patricia couldn’t help it when her mouth fell open just a little, and her eyebrows shot up in surprise. Thor didn’t particularly strike her as the manual labor type. 

  “A labor of love,” He said dryly. “Though I did consider it.” The laughter bubbled out of Patricia before she could stop herself. She felt a little bad—it was clear Thor was attempting to connect with Amelia, and establish a relationship. Patricia sighed. 

  “Thank you. For picking her up, I mean.” Patty said awkwardly. Even though I had to practically beg you to do it. “I see she hasn’t destroyed too much of your apartment.” 

  “Yes, well… It’s all part of the job, right?” He rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s your apartment too, Patricia.” He reminded her. She couldn’t help the little scowl that played on the edges of her lips at his words—of course he would say that, even though he’d bullied her into being here. 

  “Yeah. It is, I guess.” She said slowly. 

  Amelia was still playing when they came back downstairs, and hardly seemed to notice their absence as she made her plastic horses gallop all over the backs of the furniture. Patty headed to the kitchen, before beginning to search through the fridge for something to cook. She could feel Thor’s presence lingering nearby. He was seated at the dining room table, where he could easily watch both her, and Amelia, though his attention was clearly on the latter. Patty couldn’t help stealing glances, letting out an amused chuckle as their daughter climbed up into the chair beside him and began chattering away. 

  It was good to see he could be patient, even if he had a long way to go. Patty was in the process of cleaning up their hasty dinner when the shrill sound of the door buzzer went off, startling her. She dropped the lid of the pot with a loud CLANG , her hand flying to her chest. Thor looked equally surprised, knitting his brows together as their eyes met. 

  “Expecting company?” Patricia asked, bending to pick up the fallen cookware. He shook his head, putting down the book he’d been reading to Amelia. 

  “Not that I know of.” He rose to his feet, hushing Amelia gently when she whined that he’d stopped. The buzzer rang again impatiently, and Thor strode across the living room and down the entry hall to the elevator. Patty knew from experience that there were only two ways to get up to the penthouse—either with a personalized card key, or the be sent up by the doorman. Clearly this was the latter. Patty poked her head around the corner, watching curiously as Amelia clung to her legs. 

  “Who at the door, Mommy?” She asked impatiently, tugging on Patricia’s arm. She could only shrug. Thor punched the open button, and a tall, willowy blonde stepped out, poking her finger into Thor’s chest. She reminded Patty of a barbie.

  “What the fuck, Thor?” She shrilled. “You said later four hours ago,” She whined, pressing herself against his surprised, rigid form and curling a lock of his golden hair around her finger. Patricia’s jaw dropped open in shock. No fucking way. The blonde brought her hands to his shoulders, but Thor seemed to get his bearings, and caught her wrists in one large hand. Patricia scooped Amelia into her arms, hushing her when she fretted. 

  “It’s… not a good time, Idunn,” He said harshly, glancing over his shoulder at Patty and Amelia. The woman— Idunn?— cast a disparaging glare in the direction Thor had looked, and her eyes first widened in shock as they met Patricia’s, and then narrowed in rage. She shoved her way past a shocked Thor and stalked over to the kitchen, where Patricia hurriedly backed away, still holding Amelia. 

  “Who the fuck is this? ” She asked, stomping an expensive heel against the hardwood flooring. Amelia whimpered at the yelling, and Patricia frowned. She rounded on Thor, pointing a manicured finger accusingly at Patty. “Who is she?! ” 

  “I’m right here,” Patricia muttered, stroking Amelia’s head soothingly. “And who are you?” She asked pointedly, refusing to be cowed. Idunn squinted at Amelia, her gaze traveling from her, to Patricia, to Thor, and then back to Amelia again. A knowing smirk appeared on her lips. 

  “Go play in your room, baby.” Patty muttered. Perhaps she could feel her mother’s ire, or sense the quickly escalating situation between the three of them, but Amelia obeyed instantly, and Patricia waited until she was gone from sight to raise an accusatory finger at the other woman. “You barge in here, yelling, scaring my daughter,” She snapped, grimacing when Thor got between the two of them. “I don’t know what you’re thinking is going on here, but it definitely isn’t.” 

  Idunn sneered at her, raking her eyes over Patricia’s plain leggings, and t-shirt, her lip curling. It was obvious that Patty was being judged—and found wanting. Her curly hair was pulled into a loose messy bun, in extreme contrast to the loose, blonde waves that Idunn clearly spent a great deal of time cultivating. Thor couldn’t have found a more opposite set of women if he tried. Patricia knew she wasn’t Thor’s… typical type, but with what amounted to a super model in front of her, she was forced to take stock. 

  “Idunn, calm down,” Thor replied harshly, placing a hand on her shoulder. She threw his hand off, continuing to glare menacingly at Patty. “You’re making a scene, I can explain—” Idunn cut him off, her offended gasp silencing him. 

  “ I’m making a scene?” She shrieked loudly, throwing her hands into the air. “You’re here playing house with the goddamn help , and I’m making a scene? Does Odin know about your fucking charity case?” Patricia’s mouth dropped open, rage beginning to boil in her gut. It didn’t matter who Idunn was, no one talked about her daughter that way. Before she could speak, however, Thor grasped Idunn’s wrist tightly in one hand, and she winced, struggling against his grip. 

  “I want you to think very carefully about the next thing you say, Idunn. You will not speak about my child like that.” Idunn opened her mouth to speak, but Thor didn’t let her. “You show up to my home unannounced and uninvited, and then have the nerve …” Thor flexed his other hand, clenching it tightly. 

  “So she is yours,” Idunn breathed, using his momentary lapse to snatch her hand away. “My father will never let you marry me now,” She gloated, crossing her arms and staring down her nose at a fuming Patricia. “Not when you’re indisposed. ” 

  Surprisingly, Thor emitted a deep chuckle. “Idunn, I was never going to marry you.” She sputtered at this, and he squared his shoulders, peering down intimidatingly at her. It was hard to stand up to him when he did that, and Patricia found herself feeling just a little bad for Idunn; having to face him down. “Leave. Before I call your father and tell him you’re panting after me like a bitch in heat.” 

  Idunn recoiled as though she’d been slapped, turning and marching out of the apartment. The elevator dinged, signaling she was gone, and Thor’s shoulders sagged as he clapped a hand to his forehead, cursing. 

  “God fucking dammit.”

  Patricia let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “Girlfriend?” She asked dryly, pursing her lips. Who was Odin? And…why wouldn’t he know about her and Amelia? It was clear they had an intimate relationship—why else react so poorly to Patricia’s presence? Thor turned to scowl at her, shaking his head. 

  “Something like that.” 

  Patricia found herself wondering what their relationship actually was, how close they were. Her thoughts turned back to the other night, and she felt even more uneasy. They’d had sex not that long ago… Patricia pinched the bridge of her nose. She was the “other woman”. 

  Great. 

  “You know, it would have been good to know you were seeing someone before you fucked me,” She snapped, stalking over to the fridge. She pulled the door open, grabbing a bottle of wine from the door and then slammed it back shut. “That’s pretty goddamn low of you.” Not to mention now I feel like shit.

  Thor had the nerve to smirk at her. “I didn’t hear you complaining then,” He replied. “We were hardly exclusive.” He sighed. He didn’t look particularly guilty, either. “You might not understand this yet,” He reached for the bottle himself, motioning for Patricia to remove another glass from the cupboard. She did, grudgingly. “But there are certain… expectations I have to meet.” His voice turned sour, and Patricia took a large swallow of wine. Ah. Here it is. She thought bitterly. The part where he tells me I’m not good enough.

  “Mmhmm.” Patricia narrowed her eyes at him, pressing her lips into a thin line. “And those would be?”

  “Marry right. Take over the business. Keep our line strong.” He replied without hesitation, and Patricia got the sneaking suspicion he wasn’t pulling this out of thin air. It had been drilled into him by someone else. Maybe not so nicely, either. Patty smiled bitterly. 

  “Well, we never meant to screw up your arranged marriage by virtue of existing, and all,” Patricia said snarkily. “Maybe if you explained… everything to her, it would help.” She offered, but he shook his head. “Tell her you and me… we’re not anything.” He rolled his eyes at her words, and an unreadable expression crossed his face before he shrugged. 

  “It’s no use now. There’s no talking to her like that.” He sounded as though he was speaking from experience.

  “Well, you know, just saying, if you’d told her you were moving your baby-mama into your apartment before you did it, it probably would have made less of a mess.” An irritated expression crossed his face, and realization dawned on Patricia like a lightbulb going off in a dark room. “Oh my god.” She barked out a derisive laugh. “You couldn’t tell her, could you? What are we, your dirty little secret?” Her tone was scathing. “So this whole time you’ve been trying to fuck me, you’ve been toying with her too? No wonder she came in here screaming bloody murder at you—”

  “You sound jealous, Patricia. Want me all to yourself?” He drawled, and Patty was seized with the urge to hurl her wine glass at his head. 

  “Jealous?” She repeated incredulously. “What would I possibly—” Patricia was officially in defense mode, her voice rising in volume. Thor was unfazed by this, pushing his chair away from the counter and making his way over to her. He caged Patricia in against this sink as she shuddered, pressing himself against her. 

  “If you want me, Patty, all you have to do is say.” She hoped to god he didn’t see the little tremor that passed through her. She couldn’t help it, not when he used that voice. Patricia glared up at him, but Thor continued to smile disarmingly down at her, lifting a hand to stroke her chin gently. God , it was like he was seeing directly into her with those cold blue eyes. She didn’t want to admit her jealousy, because if she did, Patty would have to admit that part of her wanted him—and there was no way she was doing that.

  “I—I don’t—” He kissed her, sweeping his tongue into her open mouth as Patricia struggled for words. She hadn’t been prepared for this, and like the bastard he was, Thor was ready and willing to take advantage. He sucked on her bottom lip until it throbbed, releasing it to go to work on her throat. 

  “You don’t understand yet,” He murmured against her skin. Patty hated the way his touch made her head all foggy, made her forget just how much she hated him. “Doing this for your own good.” His hand skirted over her hip, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He pulled away then, leaving her standing panting and confused in the kitchen, the wine glass trembling in her hand as he headed upstairs to check on Amelia.

  What the hell just happened?!

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rollercoaster;; a thor drabble --

((( style/rating: implied smut, otherworldy, celestial )))

suggested song: heart shaped birthmark - tei shi

m/n: i have returned, though i am sure no one knew I left. reposting this with a clear mind and ready to produce once more--

**** i’m only here to make you feel good. conducting symphonies is my speciality; I write from the perspective of a black reader, so please keep that in mind when (listening) to a piece. should you read this and have a request, feel free to inbox me, I would love to turn your thoughts into a masterpiece. from me to you, i wish you many happy days, and please enjoy the concerto below. 

until next time, 

( MAESTRO )

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hands.

if there was one thing that you loved about thor, it was definitely his hands. a perfect mix of both gruff and delicate, able to handle you in ways that went beyond a normal contingency. 

on lazy days, between whispered nothings and daytime tv, you enjoyed the digits that would roam along your scalp and behind your ears, wishing you well in ways that caused you to ascend. at night, those same extremites claimed you over and over and you lived for every piece of you that they took, for their victory was yours just as much as it was theirs.

now was no different, as your flesh tingled and burned softly after each and every touch he permitted you, leaving you a mewling mess; the way he always liked you. 

yielding, wanting, absolutely enthralled – o, he ached for the way your pupils dilated, the way your body curved to meet him with such fervor, his ultimate prize. 

palms flat and hips lifted, you did as he asked without so much as a peep; panties sliding down wordlessly as a kiss was pressed to each of your thighs, before a thumb rounded the whole of you, plunging deep.

breathless.

lips were caught and your chest heaved as your tried to get closer to him, the space between you both only getting smaller as  he had his way with you, cooing and encouraging you simulataneously.

“you’re almost there, little one…” you could hear in your haze, and your eyes glossed over his frame with a tiny smile, only for them to roll back completely in your head, lost lost lost –

“give it to me." 

absolute. 

and so, you did as you were told – toes curling into nothing, body ablaze, mind far gone ; this is what it felt like to be one with the universe, you’re sure of this fact…

"come back to me.” a snap, and you returned with a laugh, staring up into the face you so adored, one who mirrored you in that aspect, how treasured you were. it only took a second and he was smiling with you, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he often did, though his fingers betrayed the sweetness of the gesture, something you definitely didn’t overlook.

you stayed like that for a silent second, locked in between his gaze and his hold over you; canines flashed and you thought for a split second how you’d like them to sink into your own flesh before thor spoke again, hands on the front of his jeans this time.

“ready to go again, princess ?”

bliss.

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~*~Mobile Friendly~*~ ocappreciation Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) OC Masterlist

 Adelaide Stark // Fic: Beyond the Archetype // by:  randomestfandsom-ocs

Adelyn “AJ” Frost // FIc: Frosties and Fireworks  & Someone’s Out There (Sending Out Flares)// Captain Amercia // by: ohhitherekatie & (Ch.1-14 by: theocarchitect)

Aldrif // Fic: A Chance of Thunder // Thor // by: nixdragon

Alex Romanoff // Fic: Mirror, Mirror // by: comealongpixie

Alex Stark // Fic: Hero/Stark Chronicles // Avengers & Iron Man // by: teamsharoncarter

Allie Hollden // Fic: Siren and Quiver Series // by: nostarielstuff

Allie Rose Sinclair // Fic: Untitled // by: curious-kittens-ocs

Amber Odison // Fic: The Only Exception // by: mbmrocks

Amelia Fletcher // Fic: Rebel Columbia // by: rebelcolumbia

Amethyst “Amy” Lewis // Fic: All of You // by: dreamerwithapen1

Andromeda Volagre // Fic: Moondust // by: cptainsrogers

Aphrodite // Fic: The Course of True Love (Never Did Run Smooth) // by: randomestfandsom-ocs

Aspen Pierce // Fic: Control // by: soeleils

Astrid // Fic: Divine Strength // by: missjanuarylily

Astrid Lynn Xavier // Fic: Untitled // X-Men // by: curious-kittens-ocs

Avery “Cipher” Plafaire // Fic: Code Blue (AO3) (FFN) // by: goddess-of-hammers

Belladonna Barton // Fic: Aim True // by: curious-kittens-ocs

Bellona Junius // Fic: Bellona // by: stevensdiana 

Bethany Stewart // Fic: Bloodstream // by: cptainsrogers

Bianca Davis // Fic: The American Dream // by: randomestfandoms-ocs

Bonnie Grey // Fic: Flesh & Bone // by: cptainsrogers 

Brigitte St Fleur // Fic: Untitled // by: mangleocs

Camilla Santos // Fic: Collected Moments // by: cptainsrogers

Calypso Lokidottir // Fic: This Is Your Kingdom // by: randomestfandoms-ocs

Charlie Rogers // Fic: Shadows // by: itscapokaybye

Clara Drake // Fic: Will to Live // by: dreamerwithapen1

Cressida // Fic: Incandescent // by:  dreamerwithapen1

Daisy Parker // Fic: The Spaces Between // by: kp-writes-ocs

Delaney Hart // Fic: Elastic Hart // by: soeleils

Devon Winslow // Fic: Glitch // by: seize-the-droid

Dominique Holmes // Fic: Death Ringer // by: cptainsrogers

Elenora “Nellie” Russo // Fic: Smells Like Teen Spirit // by: tiredyouths

Elizabeth “Libby” Barnes // Fic: P.S. I Love You, Steve Rogers // by: missjanuarylily

Ella Walters // Fic: A Light in the Darkness // by: linesfromthepocket

Ellie Coulson  // Fic: Reinvention // by: randomestfandoms-ocs

Ester Sinclair // Fic: Fated // X-Men & Logan // by: yeahthatotheronewhatshername

Evelyn Stark // Fic: Iron Heart // by: dreamerlanding

Felicity Greene // Fic: To Infinity // by: inkoutsidethelines

Freya // Fic: Disenchanted // by: itsjustgracy

Gabie Trent  // Fic: Siren and Quiver Series // by: nostarielstuff

Genesis Stark // Fic: I Call Him Dad // by: sinceupbeengoneiaintmissingyou

Grace Osborn // Fic: Bound in Secrets // by: randomestfandoms-ocs

Harper Rhodes // Fic: As I Was // by: siriussblackx

Helena Hartley // Fic: Second Chances // By: michaelangdom

Holly Clemens // Fic: Genesis // by: @curlsincriminology

Isabelle Oswald // Fic: Morningstar // by: killinbills

Indris // Fic: Flesh & Bone // by: cptainsrogers

Jacqueline Lewis // Fic: Renegades // by: emiliachrstine

Jaedyn Stark // Fic: Phantom // by: curious-kittens-ocs

Jai Graham // Fic: Timeless // by: thorsdiana

Jeanie Stark // Fic: Ghost of You // by: cptainsrogers

Kala // Fic: Vindicated // Black Panther // by: missjanuarylily

Katarina Amelia Aliano // Fic: Skyscraper // by: randomestfandoms

Kate Bishop \ Hawkeye Face // Fic: Pretty Much an Avenger // Spiderman // by: luminiabanner

Kilani Wu // Fic: Tempting Fate// by: insertsomethingcleverrhere

Kira Lokisdottir // Fic: Infinite // by: notxjustxstories

Lady Katarina Azirdottir // Fic: Untitled // by: curious-kittens-ocs

Leila Whittaker // Fic: Mirror, Mirror // by: comealongpixie

Lila Wright // Fic: Portrait // by: portraitavengers

Lillian Rogers // Fic: To The End of The World // by: randomestfandoms-ocs

Linda Brooks// Fic: Centuries // by: theobsessedone

Lola Caraleah Barton // Fic: That Which They Defend // by: werewitchling

Lorna Parrish // Fic: Sacrifice // by: thorsdiana

Madison Lewis-Rogers // Fic: Renegades:: Rise // by: emiliachrstine

Maggie Stark // Fic: The Spaces Between // by: kp-writes-ocs

Mia Pierce // Fic: (I’ve Got) No Strings On Me // by: randomestfandoms-ocs

Mika Corsof // Fic: Silver and Honey // by: whindsor

Morgan Stark // Fic: A Stroke Of Genius // by: have-fun-storming-the-kastle

Myra Stewart // Fic: Conversing with Silent Strangers // by: huntsthemoon

Nikki Rogers // Fic: This Is Your Story // by: randomestfandoms

Noel Prentice // Fic: Requiem // Avengers & Captain America // by: roan-kom-azgeda

Ophelia Martin // Fic: She Made the Wish // by: scarlettsoldier

Poppy Patel // Fic: Nerve // by: susiesamurai

Poppy West // Fic: Promise // Spiderman: Homecoming // by: dreamerwithapen1

Q Proctor // Fic: Reality in Motion // by: deutches

Rahy Rezal // Fic: Secrets // Guardians of the Galaxy // by: secret-galaxy-guardian

Rebecca “Bex” Gray // Fic: Broken Glass // by: dreamerwithapen1

Rebecca Stark // Fic: To Build a Home Series // by: fangedlovers

Robin Davis // Fic: Lowlife // by: cptainsrogers

Rosabella “Ro” Anderson // Fic: Crossed Wires // Spiderman Homecoming // by: anotherunreadblog

Sara Riley // Fic: Legends // by: bellamysgirl

Sarah Wilson // Fic: Timeless // by: thorsdiana

Skylar D’Amore // Fic: Unsteady //  by: dreamerwithapen1

Sloane Stark // Fic: Flicker // by: missbb8

Star // Fic: Projects Stars and Stripes // by: inkoutsidethelines

Stephanie Carter // Fic: What’s In A Name? // by: randomestfandoms-ocs

Susanne Marshall // Fic: Centuries // by: theobsessedone

Sutton Regan // Fic: Universal Chaos // by: universalfanfic

Tamara Sterling // Fic: Centuries // by: theobsessedone

Telsa Banner // Fic: My Father’s Daughter //  by:  randomestfandsom-ocs

Valerie Byers // Fic: Timeless // by: thorsdiana

Wendy Parker // Fic: Save the Hero // by:  randomestfandsom-ocs

Wynonna Collins // Fic: Violent Crimes // by: cptainsrogers

Crossovers:

Jace Winchester // Fic: Sky’s Still Blue (Supernatural Crossover // by: comealongpixie

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Creating an OC for a new Marvel x OC(hehe no knowing the love intrest yet 😈)story! Only a few details, just to keep you on your toes...

Her name is Mallory ______

She is related to another Avenger

One of Her many MANY nicknames is ‘Katniss’

Color changing eyes

Secret~ powers

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THUNDER AND FURY (THOR ODINSON X BLACK! OC)

Summary: Nicki Fury a tough girl who had no time for games is put on a team of formidable superheros falling in love with her polar opposite Thor odinson

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Nicki stood at the top of the stairs she found no joy in conversing with anyone right now, she had to much on her mind and not enough answers.

Nicki couldn't ignore the presence that stood behind her "don't you get sick of spying?"

"Not when it's my job" her father smirked. Nicki always found his 'I can be a dad when I wanna be' demeanor off putting.

"I've surrounded you with tons of peers and you always manage to be alone" Nicki found that laughable everything he said was.

"What are you gonna do?" She asked turning around to him.

"What?" He wasn't confused, he knew exactly what she was talking about.

"When they figure out your lying to them" she sassed "when they find out the only reason their here is to retrieve something you shouldn't have had in the first place, let alone what your about to use it for."

Nick scratched the back of his head "When are you gonna stop being angry with me I know what I did in the past but I- I just want my daughter back." He frowned grabbing her shoulders.

Nicki wiped her eye before the tear that had been prickling at her pupil could fall down her cheek. Nicki couldn't lie she'd missed when her dad was actually her dad, when he treated like his little princess.

"When I first came to earth, Loki's rage followed me here and your people paid the price. And now again In my youth I courted war." They both could hear Thor speaking at the bottom of the stairs.

Nicki walked down stopping halfway, "war hasn't started yet."

"You think you can make Loki tell us what the Tesseract is?" Nick asked standing in front of Nicki. It was by far his oldest trick in the book 'hide the Nicki from the guy'.

"I do not know. Loki's mind is far afield, it's not just power he craves, it's vengeance upon me. There's no pain that would prize his need from him."

"A lot of guys think that, until the pain stops." Fury said stepping closer to the god.

"What are you asking me to do?"

"I'm asking. What are you prepared to do?" Nick was now eye to eye with Thor or as much as he could be.

"Loki is a prisoner."

Nicki walked down the stairs strutting past the three men. "Then why does it feel like he's the only person on this boat that wants to be here?" With that Nicki walked away agent Coulson following after leaving Thor to ponder her words.

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"phase 2 is SHIELD uses the cube to make weapons." Nicki heard a thud which she could only assume was the prototype. "Sorry the computer was moving a little slow."

She knew his deception wouldn't work forever, it was about time they knew what they were fighting for. Nicki stepped into the room leaning against a nearby counter.

"You were okay with this" Tony asked accusingly.

"I didn't even want to keep that stupid cube in holding but who am I to fight with Nick Fury" she mocked.

Nick stay calmed as he tried to explain "Rogers, we gathered everything related to the Tesseract. This does not mean that we're-"

"I'm sorry, Nick." Tony moved the computer screen towards Fury which showed plans of the phase 2 weapons, "what were you lying?"

"I was wrong, the world hasn't changed a bit." Steve shook his head in utter disappointment.

At that moment, Thor and Natasha walked into the lab. Natasha kept her eyes right on Banner. Banner looked at her pissed.

"Did you know about this?" Bruce queried looking to the red headed woman.

"You wanna think about removing yourself from this environment, doctor?" Natasha asked concerned.

Bruce scoffed at her audacity "I was in Calcutta, I was pretty well removed."

"Loki's manipulating you."

"And you've been doing what exactly?" He stated.

Now it was Natasha's turn to scoff "You didn't come here because I bat my eyelashes at you."

"Yes, and I'm not leaving because suddenly you get a little twitchy." Bruce turned looking at the director "I'd like to know why SHIELD is using the Tesseract to build weapons of mass destruction."

"Because of him." Nick pointed at Thor

"Me?" The god gawked.

"Last year earth had a visitor from another planet who had a grudge match that leveled a small town. We learned that not only are we not alone, but we are hopelessly, hilariously, outgunned." Nick said his tone carried slight embarrassment.

"My people want nothing but peace with your planet." Thor informed them.

"But you're not the only people out there, are you? And, you're not the only threat." Nick sighed "The world's filling up with people who can't be matched, they can't be controlled."

"Like you controlled the cube?" Steve leered.

"You're work with the Tesseract is what drew Loki to it, and his allies. It is the signal to all the realms that the earth is ready for a higher form of war." In Nicki's eyes Thor drew a pretty compelling case.

"A higher form?" Steve asked.

"When we go messing with things outside our world we can't just expect to say oopsie and giggle like all is for given. We had no business messing with that thing in the first place, there's a lot of other people who want and need the tesseract just as bad as we do." Nicki didn't like a lot of things and her father playing innocent was one of them.

"He forced our hand. We had to come up with something. "He glowered at Thor.

"Nuclear deterrent. 'Cause that always calms everything right down." Tony said sarcastically.

"Remind me again how you made your fortune, Stark?" Nick ridiculed.

"I'm sure if he still made weapons he would be neck deep-" Steve was abruptly cut off.

Tony frowned "Wait! Wait! Hold on! How is now about me.

"I'm sorry, isn't everything?" Derided Steve.

"I thought humans were more evolved than this." Thor seemed clearly upset by the evolution of the human race. Served him right for putting his trust in them.

"Excuse me, did we come to your planet and blow stuff up?" Nick asked with one eyebrow arched.

"Did you always give your champions such mistrust?"

This made Nicki laugh "it'd be a shock if he did trust us."

They began to argue with one another, each argument for different reasons, each person on a different side. They had been so caught up in their arguments they didn't even realize the gem in Loki's scepter began to glow brightly.

"Put on the suit, let's go a few rounds." Steve pushed as he was now ready for a fight.

Thor's laugh was loud as it boomed through the lab of the Helicarrier "You people are so petty... and tiny."

Tony rubbed his head moving away from Cap.

"Bruce tutted Yeah, this is a tee..."

"Agent Romanoff, would you escort Dr.Banner back to his-"

Bruce fumed "Where? You rented my room."

"The cell was just in case..."

"In case you needed to kill me, but you can't! I know! I tried! I got low. I didn't see an end, so I put a bullet in my mouth and the other guy spit it out! So I moved on, I focused on helping other people. I was good, until you dragged me back into this freak show and put everyone here at risk!" Bruce grew more upset as he looked at Natasha, who was now suddenly unnerved. "You wanna know my secret, Agent. Romanoff?"

"You wanna know how I stay calm?" He asked her. Natasha and Fury quickly place their hands down to grab their guns.

"Doctor Banner... put down the scepter." Nicki spoke calmly trying to get him to oblige. Bruce looked down a shocked expression washing over his face as he realized he was holding Loki's scepter, the computer beeped and they all turn to it.

"Got it." Tony said walking over to the computer Banner placed the scepter down walking over to the computer.

"Sorry, kids. You don't get to see my little party trick after all." He said sarcasim dripping off every word.

"Located the Tesseract?" Thor queried.

Tony looked up to the group "I can get there faster."

Steve began to speak "Look, all of us..."

"The Tesseract belongs on Asgard, no human is a match for it." Thor told the men as they ignored him, still fighting over who would retrieve the tesseract. Tony turned to leave, but Steve stopped him.

"You're not going alone!" Steve asserted.

Tony scoffed "You gonna stop me?"

"Put on the suit, let's find out."

"I'm not afraid to hit an old man." Tony provoked.

"Put on the suit." At that moment Banner who was looking at the monitor noticed something about the Tesseract.

"Oh, my God!"

Just then an explosion hit the ship sending them flying in different directions, Nicki groaned as she lifted herself from the ground but this ground felt really weird it was hard but in a different sense.

Looking down Nicki saw Thor underneath her she quickly untangled her legs from his allowing him to stand up, "are you all right woman of Fury?"

Nicki tried her best not to laugh she'd never been called 'woman of Fury' hopefully he understood that was her last name.

"I'm fine" she said as she stood. Nicki pulled her hair up grabbing the rubber band and tying her hair up into a ponytail.

She felt a cool hand graze over her neck almost in an instant she grabbed the hand flipping it over her shoulder, when she looked down she saw Thor on the floor once again.

"I am so sorry" she hummed helping him up. Thor let out a thundering laugh similar to the one from before. everything about him was big and mighty it made her feel small but in a good way.

"Tiny, strong, fierce" he listed "you have the might of a Valkyrie."

Nicki had no clue what a Valkyrie was but she knew it was an instinct she had when people touched her especially without her knowledge and especially in that spot.

That was the spot where hydra branded her a long time ago when they'd taken her "I'm not dirty" she told Thor .

"It's an old brand back when I was kidnapped by hydra" she didn't know she was spewing out all this information about herself she was usually highly secretive but he made her nervous and when she was nervous all she did was chatter.

A loud bang was heard down the hall not long after a monstrous growl, she was grateful for it until she'd realized looking up a Thor she took notice of his expression indicating he knew who it was too.

HULK

#thor odison x black! reader #black reader #thor x oc #thor odinson #nick fury #the avengers

[blackocsupremacy]

THUNDER AND FURY (THOR ODINSON X BLACK! OC)

Summary: Nicki Fury a tough girl who had no time for games is put on a team of formidable superheros falling in love with her polar opposite Thor odinson

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Loki was now free from his cuffs and now contained in a large glass cell held by hydraulic rigs. Nicki watched as Fury walked up to the control panel of the cell.

"In case it's unclear, You try to escape, You so much as scratch that glass." Fury pressed a button which opened up a hatch underneath Loki's cell. Loki peered as much as he could from the glass. Without seeing, the sounds of gusting wind would make a man shit his pants.

Not a god, though.

Thirty thousand feet, straight down in a steel trap. "You get how that works?" Fury taunted.

Closing the hatch and pointing at Loki he spoke. "Ant." Then points to the button which would drop Loki into the steel trap. "Boot."

"It's an impressive cage" he smirked. "Not built, I think, for me."

"Built for something a lot stronger than you." Fury corrected.

"Oh, I've heard." Loki eyes pierce through the camera as Nicki tried to stop the shutter that crept down her back, this guy was really creepy.

Banner looked at the monitor, intently. Nicki felt for Bruce she didn't do that with many people, it was sad really to watch people prepare for the worst putting no trust in you.

"The mindless beast, makes play he's still a man. How desperate are you?" Loki scoffed. "That you call upon such lost creatures to defend you?"

"How desperate am I? You threaten my world with war, You steal a force you can't hope to control." He paused regaining himself, "You talk about peace and you kill `cause it's fun. You have made me very desperate. You might not be glad that you did." Fury argued.

"Ooh. It burns you to come so close. To have the Tesseract, to have power, unlimited power." Chortled Loki. "And for what? A warm light for all mankind to share, and then to be reminded what real power is."

"Well, you let me know if 'Real Power' wants a magazine or something." Fury walking off leaving Loki in his glass cell. Loki's eyes trail back to the camera, smirking.

Steve watched until the monitor went black. Thor, who didn't even look, just listened, stood there torn apart. They all just stood there in stunned silence until finally --

"He really grows on you, doesn't he?" Banner joked awkwardly.

"Loki's gonna drag this out. So, Thor, what's his play?" Steve questioned looking up to the god.

Finally out of his own head he spoke "He has an army called the Chitauri. They're not of Asgard or any world known. He means to lead them against your people. They will win him the earth. In return, I suspect, for the Tesseract."

"An army? From outer space?" Steve asks in disbelief

"So he's building another portal. That's what he needs Erik Selvig for." Nicki said as she put two and two together.

Thor raised an eyebrow "Selvig?"

"He's an astrophysicist." Nicki informed him.

"He's a friend." Nicki had to stop yet another shiver from crawling down her back his voice was sent from the gods, literally.

"Loki has him under some kind of spell, along with one of ours." Natasha speaks plainly

"I wanna know why Loki let us take him. He's not leading an army from here." Concluded Steve.

Bruce shook his head in disgust, "I don't think we should be focusing on Loki. That guy's brain is a bag full of cats, you could smell crazy on him."

"Have care how you speak. Loki is beyond reason, but he is of Asgard, and he's my brother." Thor defended.

"He killed eighty people in two days." Natasha deadpanned

"He's adopted."

"Iridium, what did they need the Iridium for?" Bruce shrugged.

"It's a stabilizing agent." Tony said as he walked in with Coulson "I'll fly you there. Keep the love alive." Tony nodded to agent Coulson before continuing, "means the portal won't collapse on itself, like it did at SHIELD."

"No hard feelings, Point Break. You've got a mean swing." Tony patted the god's arm who looked down at him in disgusted confusion. "Also, it means the portal can open as wide, and stay open as long, as Loki wants."

"Uh, raise the mid-mast, ship the top sails. That man is playing Galaga! Thought we wouldn't notice, but we did." Tony said bothering Nicki's crew covering his eye he looks around "How does Fury see this?"

"He turns." Maria shrugged Tony looks around the monitors placing a button size hacking implant under Fury's desk, without anyone noticing.

"Well, that sounds exhausting. The rest of the raw materials, Agent Barton can get his hands on pretty easily," Tony huffed. "Only major component he still needs is a power source. A high energy density, something to kick start the cube."

"When did you become an expert in thermonuclear astrophysics?" Agent Hill asked.

"Last night. The packet, Selvig's notes, the Extraction Theory papers. Am I the only one who did the reading?" Said Tony acting shocked.

Steve sighed. "Does Loki need any particular kind of power source?"

"He's got to heat the cube to a hundredand twenty million Kelvin just to break through the Coulomb barrier." Bruce informed them.

"Unless, Selvig has figured out how to stabilize the quantum tunneling effect." Chimed in Tony.

"Well, if he could do that he could achieve Heavy Ion Fusion at any reactor on the planet." Bruce finished

"Finally, someone who speaks English." Tony smiled shortly.

Nicki scoffed "sorry we'll try to keep a book of nerd translation on deck" it wasn't that Nicki didn't understand what they said she was a smart girl her father made sure of that.

"Is that what just happened?" Steve queried.

"Nerd translation? What are you 5?" Tony mocked it just so happened that Nicki was by far the youngest avenger but she was willing to bet all her money she could take down just about any of them in combat.

"A joke about my age? What are you 70?"

"Try 41" he said crossing his arms.

Nicki chuckled dryly before speaking Oh believe me Anthony, I know.

Tony's eyes grew dark he said nothing else as he turned back to Bruce shaking his hand.

"It's good to meet you, Dr. Banner. You're work on anti-electron collisions is unparalleled" Stark complimented. "And I'm a huge fan of the way you lose control and turn into an enormous green rage monster."

"Thanks." Bruce said while looking down.

No one took notice (besides Nicki) of Fury walking in the room until his voice made it very apparent "Dr. Banner is only here to track the cube. I was hoping you might join him."

Let's start with that stick of his. It may be magical, but it works an awful lot like a HYDRA weapon." Steve said looking around the room.

"I don't know about that, but it is powered by the cube" Fury stated. "And I'd like to know how Loki used it to turn two of the sharpest men I know into his personal flying monkeys."

"Monkeys? I do not understand." Thor's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Basically his puppets" Nicki informed the god.

"I do! I understood that reference." Steve exclaimed raising a finger Tony rolled his eyes, while Cap looked proud of himself.

"Shall we play, doctor?" Tony asked Bruce

"Let's play some." With that the two headed to the Helicarrier lab to do their tech wizardry As Banner and Tony walked out, the Galaga player turned ever so discreetly, watching as everyone else disperses, going right back to playing.

Why couldn't this be like Galaga?

#thor odison x black! reader #the avengers #nick fury #black reader #black oc

[blackocsupremacy]

THUNDER AND FURY (THOR ODINSON X BLACK! OC)

Summary: Nicki Fury a tough girl who had no time for games is put on a team of formidable superheros falling in love with her polar opposite Thor odinson

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Nicki ignored the repetitive punching and the loud breathing as she entered the building she was sent to recruit the star spangled banner himself.

"Trouble sleeping?" Nicki asked as her heels clicked against the tile floor.

"I slept for seventy years, ma'am. I think I've had my fill."

"Ma'am makes me sound old, Nicki" she nodded shaking his calloused hand "you should be out, celebrating, seeing the world."

Steve stopped punching and walked over to the bench, unraveling the tape off his hands before sitting down.

"I went under, the world was at war, I wake up, they say we won. They didn't say what we lost."

Nicki subconsciously rolled her eyes. Brooding men were always the worst men, "We've made some mistakes along the way. Some more recent than others."

"You here with a mission, ma- Nicki?" He corrected himself.

"Unfortunately" she shrugged.

Steve shook his head with a light smile "Trying to get me back in the world?"

"Trying to get you to save it." Nicki handed him a file on the Tesseract, along with other files on HYDRA'S projects.

"Hydra's secret weapon." He spoke plainly.

"Howard Stark fished that thing out of the ocean when he was searching for you." She told him "He thought what we think, the Tesseract could be the key to unlimited sustainable energy. That's something the world sorely needs right now."

Steve raised an eyebrow" Who took it from you?"

"His name's Loki. He's not from around here. There's a lot we'll have to bring you up to speed on if you're in. The world has gotten even stranger than you already know." Nicki said as she sat next to the soldier taking the file back.

"At this point, I doubt anything would surprise me." He scoffed out a chuckle .

"Ten bucks says you're wrong." Nicki smiled blandly in a sing-songy tone. "There's a debriefing package waiting for you back at your apartment."

Steve stood up to leave picking up a punching bag on his way out.

"Is there anything you can tell us about the Tesseract that we ought to know now?" Nicki questioned pushing her hair out of her face.

Steve sent her one last look "You should have left it in the ocean."

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Nicki stood far atop of the Helicarrier watching as Captain America finally landed. She'd like the breeze in her hair it made her forget they were at odds with evil something she often thought about.

Not many things made her happy same went for people she was definitely watch you'd call an introvert.

"Gentlemen, lady" she nodded to Natasha as she warped behind the three not quite superheros. "you may wanna step inside in a minute. It's gonna get a little hard to breath."

Suddenly the Helicarrier started to shake as it prepared to fly or sail as she called it.

"Is this is a submarine?" Steve asked spinning around to Nicki.

Bruce scoffed "Really? They wanted me in a submerged pressurized metal container?"

Steve and Bruce followed Nicki as she moved to the edge of the Helicarrier watching as four huge lift fans mounted on the side of the aircraft lifting them into the air taking flight, Steve watching in awe as Banner smiled.

"Oh, no. This is much worse."

Nicki lead them to the bridge of the ship a flurry of activity all around the room. Dozens of agents sat in front of their viewscreens.

Agent Hill shouts for her instructs to leave. Turning to Fury, who is at his command chair.

"We're at lock, sir." Maria said standing below him.

"Good. Let's vanish." With that the Helicarrier rised higher into the sky. Suddenly, the entire ship was covered in reflecting mirrors, which then camouflaged them in the sky.

Steve and Banner walk through the glorious, gleaming bridge, taking his position at the science counsel Fury spoke "Gentlemen."

Steve takes out his wallet passing Nicki 10 bucks as she reached around her father she smiled ignoring her father's questioning stare "thank you Captain"

"Doctor thank you for coming" Fury extended his hand which Banner, reluctantly shook.

"Thanks for asking nicely." He paused "So, uh... how long am I staying?"

"Once we get our hands on the Tesseract, you're in the clear." Fury nodded.

"Where are you with that?" Banner questioned.

Fury turned to Agent Coulson to explain, while Natasha eyed an image of Clint Barton on an agents screen.

"We're sweeping every wirelessly accessible camera on the planet. Cellphones, laptops." He listed "If it's connected to a satellite, it's eyes and ears for us."

"That's still not gonna find them in time." Natasha frowned

Bruce shrugged "You have to narrow the field. How many spectrometers do you have access to?"

"How many are there?" Nicki asked

"Call every lab you know, tell them to put the spectrometers on the roof and calibrate them for gamma rays. I'll rough out a tracking algorithm based on cluster recognition. At least we could rule out a few places. Do you have somewhere for me to work?" Bruce queried softly.

"That was the most he's said since he's been here" Nicki thought.

"Agent Romanoff, would you show Dr. Banner to his laboratory, please."

Natasha nodded as she walked off, leading Banner down the hall. "You're gonna love it, Doc. We got all the toys."

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Nicki sat in the driver's seat of one of the Quinjets, Natasha in the passenger right beside her. They seem to have made it just in time cap look to be getting quite the beating.

"Loki, drop the weapon and stand down." Natasha spoke through the speaker of the Quinjet. Like greased lighting, Loki sends a blast of blue at the Quinjet. Nicki maneuvered it just in time, giving Cap the time to throw his shield at Loki. They both begin to duke it out.

Loki flung Cap to the ground. Cap then threw his shield, but Loki swatted it away. Cap, using all the moves of a boxer, is knocked down by Loki. Standing over him, he points the scepter's tip on his helmet.

"Kneel."

"Not today!" Cap flips and knocks him out with his leg. Loki grabs him and flips him over.

Suddenly inside the Quinjet, AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" overdrives the speakers.

"Ladies, did you miss me?" Tony's voice rang through their ears, Both Cap and Loki look up at the sky in confusion.

Tony flies over in his Iron man suit before blasting Loki right back to the ground. Iron man touche down standing up aiming his hand blasters at Loki's face "Make your move, Reindeer Games."

Loki puts up his hands in surrender. His armor materializing away. "Good move."

"Mr. Stark." Steve greeted.

"Captain."

Now that everyone was inside the Quinjet Nicki watched the skies, thunder coming out of nowhere. Fury speaks over her headset. _Said anything?"

"Not a word." Nicki answered.

"Just get him here. We're low on time." With that he disconnected without another word.

"Love you too dad." she mocked.

With Loki tied up and cuffed to his seat, Tony and Steve watch from a distance, whispering to one another.

"I don't like it." Steve muttered.

"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" Tony joked.

"I don't remember it being ever that easy" Steve said looking behind his shoulders. "This guy packs a wallop."

"Still, you are pretty spry, for an older fellow. What's your thing? Pilates?" Tony questioned ignoring Cap's concerns.

"What?'

"It's like calisthenics. You might have missed a couple things, you know, doing time as a Capsicle." Tony shrugged lightly.

Steve looked at Tony, a look of disgusted disbelief on his face not realizing he had finally met his ego match. "Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in."

Tony scoffed "Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you."

thunder and lightning nearly hit the jet, making it shake violently.

"Where's this coming from?" Natasha gawked as thunder rumbles overhead. Loki staring out the window intently.

"What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" Taunted Steve.

"I'm not overly fond of what follows." He sighed.

outside the jet a blinding light hits the jet. What they thought was a light turned out to be a man, said man ripped open the ramp knocking Tony out of his way.

Grabbing Loki by the throat he flew out leaving Steve and Tony dumbstruck. Tony quickly put his Iron man helmet on, "Now there's that guy."

"Another Asgardian?" Natasha wondered.

"Think the guy's a friendly?" Steve asked Tony.

"Doesn't matter. If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost." Tony turned getting ready to jump off the jet to chase after Thor.

"Stark if you go out there I will cut your power receptors and hide your big man size charger so you power off forever" Nicki threatened.

"Stark, what she means is we need a plan of attack!" Steve corrected. Nicki meant exactly what she said it was nothing for her to throw water on him and call it a day.

"I have a plan. Attack." Iron man jumped out of the jet chasing after Thor, Cap grabbed a parachute looking to follow him.

"Sit this one out, Cap." Nicki commanded "don't make me tell you twice."

"I don't see how I can." He shrugged

"These guys come from legends, they're basically gods." Natasha argued

"They are gods" Nicki countered.

"There's only one God, ma'am. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that." Cap jumped out of the jet not even given Nicki a passing glance.

Nicki let out a sigh before punching the dashboard in front of her leaving a dent so big you would have thought she herself was the Hulk, "you wanna disobey me too?" Nicki asked Natasha who shook her head.

She was gonna have a field day with those two.

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THUNDER AND FURY (THOR ODINSON X BLACK! OC)

Summary: Nicki Fury a tough girl who had no time for games is put on a team of formidable superheros falling in love with her polar opposite Thor odinson

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It's a man with long black hair, a smile sprawled across his face in a mischievous manner, he raised his head. The smile dying down. He looked deep into the eyes of Fury, Nicki, Barton and Selvig. Standing up, he held a scepter.

"Sir, please put down the spear!" Fury commanded.

He looked down at his spear as if reminded of his power, suddenly pointing it at where Fury, Nicki, and Barton were standing and shoots out and exploding blue light toward them. Barton tackles Fury and Nicki and barely missing the blast.

Machine gun fire is shot at the man, but the bullets ricochet off him like rubber. He jumps high from the platform and attacks the guards firing at him.

In the blink of an eye, the intruder takes down several guards with his knives and energy blasts from the scepter.

He stops and waits to see who will attack him next. Honestly, the whole lab has almost gone to shit. Barton tries to stand up but the male quickly walked towards him. As Barton raised his gun the stranger grabbed Barton's hand.

"You have heart." He mutters pointing the head of his spear at Barton's chest. Barton's eyes suddenly glow black then fade blue just like the Tesseract.

The ability to control Barton's mind was now in his hands. Barton puts his ear piece away standing up straighter.

The man seemed busy using his abilities to control the minds of several S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel, Nicki watched as Fury took the Tesseract, placing it back into its case and following him as he snuck out of the lab.

"Please don't. I still need that." The intruder said stopping the pair.

"This doesn't have to get any messier." Nicki warned raising her arms in defense.

"Of course it does. I've come too far for anything else." He paused regaining himself "I am Loki of Asgard, and I am burdened with glorious purpose."

Selvig gasped quietly "Loki? Brother of Thor?"

Nicki was perplexed why I the world would the gods come down just to pick a fight with them? they hadn't done anything, or had they Nicki thought eyeing her father suspiciously.

"We have no quarrel with your people." Fury said confused.

Loki smirked maliciously, "An ant has no quarrel with a boot."

"You planning to step on us?" Fury questioned pretending to sound offended.

"I come with glad tidings, of a world made free."

"Free from what?" Nicki scoffed, another villain with a hero complex.

"Freedom. Freedom is life's great lie. Once you accept that, in your heart..." Like a gunslinger, Loki turns to face Selvig who'stood behind him and placed the spear against Selvig's heart. Selvig's eyes begin glow black also fading blue. "You will know peace."

"Yeah, you say peace, I kind of think you mean the other thing."

From the vacuum chamber ceiling, the Tesseract energy cloud rapidly builds into what Nicki could assume may be an implosion.

"Sir, Director Fury is stalling. This place is about to blow. Drop a hundred feet of rock on us." Looking to the two Barton continued "they mean to bury us."

"Like The Pharaohs of Odin." Nicki smirked crossing her arms.

Selvig typed something into the computer "He's right. The portal is collapsing in on itself. You got maybe two minutes before this goes critical."

"Well, then..." Loki raises his eyebrow looking to Barton almost as a signal Hawkeye , Shoots Fury who falls to the ground.

Nicki's hands began to shake as they did every weapon in the hands of the evil SHEILD agents flew out of their reach leaving Barton and the rest unarmedm

Nicki let out a loud hiss as she felt a sharp pain pierce though her abdomen looking down she saw it was a blade that loki had previously used.

Suddenly she was sent flying back by a force so strong that made her clutch her head in immediate pain.

She groaned as she watched Barton grab the case containing the Tesseract leaving the lab with Loki, Selvig and the others.

Forcing herself up she crawled to her walkie talkie "Hill, do you copy?" Nicki asked pulling the blade from her stomach.

Maria stood outside she'd had heard Nicki but she was praying the god hadn't. "Barton is..." Maria got no time to hear the rest before Barton began shooting at her.

Clint hopped in the driver's seat of the Jeep still shooting at the agent as he drove away.

"Dad? Dad?" Nicki called for her father who didn't answer he was to busy pulling the bullet from his pierced skin.

Snatching the walkie talkie out of Nicki's hands he spoke "He's got the Tesseract! Track it down!"

As the Tesseract's storm was still brewing in the vacuum chamber Nicki threw her father's arm around her neck before running as fast as she could out of the building.

The pair made it safely through the building dodging a couple falling beams. Nicki could feel the ground shake underneath her feet.

"Get in the passenger I'll fly" Nicki told her father as she jumped in the aircraft. She watched as her father scrambled "looking for something?"

Pressing a button on the control panel the back of the jet converted into a weapon wall complete with grenades and all.

"All I need is one" Fury smirked confidently taking one of the guns down.

The surface of the landing pad began to give way right after Nicki had gotten the aircraft off the ground and up into the sky she watched in the rearview mirror as the place they had work so hard for fall as if it were nothing.

Fury slid open the chopper's door as he began shooting at the Jeep carrying the evil god and the tesseract.

Loki looked up at Fury and in a fit of rage, pointed his scepter which shot out a blue light. The chopper soon caught on fire.

Nicki tried to stable the plane her hands shaking against steering wheel she tilted the plan to the side giving them enough time to jump safely before the aircraft touched ground.

Nicki brushed her hair out of her face before standing next to her father who was shooting at the Jeep but they were too far and too late. Loki looked back a victorious smiling on his face.

"Director? Director Fury, do you copy?" Agent Phil Coulson said through the walkie talkie.

Fury paused before answering "the Tesseract is with the hostile force. I have men down. Hill?"

"A lot of men still under, don't know how many survivors" she said almost as if straining.

Nicki stood there watching the spot the Jeep had just been at, she wasn't mad she was angry. Snatching the walkie talkie out of her father's hand she spoke "Coulson, get back to base. This is a level seven as of right now, we are at war."

"What do we do?" He asked softly.

Nicki didn't know she looked up to her father who started off in the distance.

But she could tell behind that eye patch was the plan of a lifetime.

THE AVENGERS

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