#thor x yn

[potter-puff007]

The Night the Hammer was Dropped

Summary: Thor is wanting to surprise you with a snowcapped getaway for some uncapped fun.

Warnings: Smut; 18+ ONLY Minors DNI; Sexual Language; Fake Dating.

Are you almost ready to go Y/N? Thor is very anxious about taking you on this trip up to the mountains for a wintery getaway. Yes I am almost ready to go, you say in excitement because you have no idea where you are going on this trip; He is being very secretive to the point of blind folding you on the way. Ok, I am ready—let’s go! Wait one moment my queen, said Thor with the upmost serious look on his face, what are you supposed to address me by now that we are leaving for our trip? You look at Thor with hesitation, I am sorry let’s go my sex king. You were so embarrassed to call him that, but he insisted on it, so you go along with his silly games. That is right my love slave, he said with such a confidence that it was sickening. You get in the car to head to the mysterious location for your getaway and before you can say anything he puts the blindfold over your eyes. Do we have to do the blindfold… seriously? Yes Y/N we do. I want it to be a surprise where we are going. You comply with the blindfold, and you start moving. You had been driving for over an hour and start to get curious and take the blindfold down just for a peak and Thor catches you peaking. He takes the blindfold and pushes it back up on your face and next thing you know he is pulling over. Why are you pulling over, you ask in curiosity. I am pulling over to take care of your nosey intentions. He then pulls out handcuffs and cuffs my hands to the handle on the door. So, I just sit there waiting to be at our location and then about twenty minutes later the car comes to a complete stop again. Why are we stopping now Thor? We have made it to our destination. He was so excited, but tried his best not to show it because he doesn’t want to hurt his image. He takes off the blindfold and you start to look around and see this beautiful scenery you never imagined would be real. There was this breathtaking snowcapped mountain in the background and a cabin sitting right in the middle of it covered in a blanket of snow itself. It was perfect! You get out of the car and start looking around at all the marvelous wonders and Thor comes to you and starts leading you inside. The cabin is nothing of what you expected. It was larger in size on the inside than the outside and had a beautiful lofted overlook staircase with a cozy little family room with fireplace in the center of the room. My love slave head to the upstairs area and look at our bedroom, said Thor awaiting your reaction to what surprise was waiting. You walk in and the room is very cozy with a wood log bed and to the side of the room there is a huge bay window overlooking the mountains and the snow falling. You thought “at this point how could he top that” you turn around and see rose petals all over the room spelling out your name Y/N and a full bath already run for you with bath salts and petals in the tub and soft music playing in the background. What do you think my love, said Thor with hopeful eyes. I love it Thor it is perfect! You literally thought of every little detail thank you for this trip, you said with such excitement. You were both exhausted from the drive up and decided to take your bath and go to bed for the evening. The next morning arrives and you look out the window and to your demise there is snow completely covering half the house. You are snowed-in!! You start to panic some “what will we do; we are trapped in this cabin; how are we going to get out” You start to calm down and look over and Thor is nowhere to be found. Wondering where he is, you head downstairs looking for him and he was downstairs fixing the fire and smelled as if he was making breakfast. Y/N did you sleep well, Thor asked you as you came down the stairs. Yes, but did you happen to look outside? Yes I seen that we are snowed-in today. How convenient is that, Thor said with a very mysterious look on his face. You thought, “what is he up to?” You go in to start eating breakfast and you look over and see Thor bent down putting firewood in the fireplace to get it started. The fire was already going and the warmth of the fire was casting a glaze look on Thor’s chiseled physique. You started to get a little warm, but was it the fire or Thor’s unbridled body calling your name. Thor sees you checking him out and gives you a look, are you enjoying the few my love slave, he says with the deepest sound to his voice like he had lowered it on purpose to make you want him more. Yes, I am enjoying the view are you enjoying yours? He looked over at you and saw you sitting on the counter with your legs twisted in a way where he could barely see your pussy peaking through. I am definitely enjoying my view; I would enjoy it more if you would spread those flood gates Y/N. You start to blush a little from what he said and he starts to walk towards you. I have an idea, says Thor. What could that be, you say wondering what he could be wanting to do. Have you ever played strip twister? You look confused as to what he is talking about so, you ask him to explain further. Strip twister is like regular twister, but the only difference is whenever someone causes you to fall and lose the game an article of clothing has to be taken off. Whoever loses all their clothes first has to give themselves up. So, you want to play, Thor asks with a look of anticipation hoping you will say yes. Ok, I will give a try, but don’t feel bad if you lose, you say with a little bit of a competitive edge in your voice. Believe me I wont feel bad when you lose. You start playing and whenever your right leg has to go on green you fall. Ok, my love slave you have to take off clothing, but the catch is I get to choose and take it off for you! Thor was excited about this part. So, he starts to remove your pants first very slowly. A few rounds later and you are completely naked. Guess what that means Y/N, says Thor with a very mischievous look on his face. I believe I know; so go ahead and take me. He comes towards you and grabs your waist pulling you in very tight to his waist. You feel a hardness that goes from waist to thigh. You are awfully happy to see me, you say. I will be even happier inside you, says Thor as he throws you on the couch. He starts caressing your breasts ever so slightly and goes slowly down your torso to your pussy. He starts chasing his fingers through your pussy lips getting you on the rise. You start to get excited and as he notices, he starts to push even harder. Thor, please don’t. He keeps going and you start to moan out his name. What are you supposed to call me, he says with a stern look on his face and you say my sex king. So, you start to moan, oh my sex king don’t stop. He proceeds to pick you up off the couch and gently lay you on a soft cozy blanket on the floor facing the fireplace. He covers you and himself in the blanket to bring you closer together. You start to grab his dick and he stops you. You are not worthy to just grab a hammer that does not belong to you, he says with confidence. You look him in the eye with a seductive stare and say, you want to know how worthy I am, then give me the hammer and I will show you. He lays over on his back and you climb on top of him to show him the proper way to nail someone. You start thrusting back and forth and he starts to enjoy himself. He looks at you with this hungry look in his eyes like this is not enough for me. He throws you off him and says, you are not worthy of my dick, but I am worthy of your pussy. So, he throws you up against the wall and starts pounding you and harder he goes the more his muscles contract showing off his physique. You start to moan louder and louder the faster and harder he goes. I am going to cum my sex king, you yell out to him. Then cum for me my love slave, Thor says with the most seductive sound to his voice, which makes you melt in his arms further. You are at your climax and you both release at the same time. After the release you both fall to the floor in exhaustion and pleasure. Did you enjoy that nailing you got my love slave, he asked with a smirk on his face. Yes I did enjoy it, you said with a smile. If you enjoyed that nailing wait until later the Hammer will nail you again. You laugh and look forward to the evening…

I hope you like this post!! There could possibly be another part in the works...

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[happy74827]

Mistakes Were Made

[Thor Odinson x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: Thor soothes your worries over a nightmare that seems too real

WC: 802

Category: Angst, Hurt/Comfort (With a lot of curse words lmao). 

And as always, if you enjoyed reading, please don’t be afraid to comment and reblog!! Feedback is very much appreciated

『••✎••』

Every bone — every muscle in your body felt as if it was on fire. You couldn’t move. You barely could breathe, gasping for the slightest of air.

“…Thor...” You tried to yell— tried to scream towards him. You were hoping he would turn around the corner and blast the raisin-looking fucker back to Assvile where he belonged, but he never did.

Barney the Dinosaur on drugs, dragged your fatigued body around the corner. Once he had, you saw him. You saw him and your heart shattered into millions of pieces

Thor, the strongest man— god you’ve ever known was pinned to the ground, bound in scrap metal. He had been beaten with scrapes, burns, cuts, with dried blood all along his upper body and face. His once vibrant eye — since his “evil sister” snatched the other one — was now dark with fury. You watched as his teeth ground together once his eyes met your gaze. For as long as you’ve known him, you have never seen him this enraged.

Not even at Malekith who killed his mother, and he was furious back then too.

“Listen, boy,” The purple man spoke. You whine out in pain as he roughly grabbed a fist full of your matted hair, forcing you to look at your beloved in the eye. “I don’t want to make this uglier than it has to be.”

“You slaughtered my people.” Thor growled.

“I did what I had to do. You’ll understand in time.” He retorted, “I assume this… human is important to you?”

“You—”

“Where’s the tesseract?” He asked, “I already killed your friend, don’t make the same mistake twice.”

Thor averted his eye from him and turned his attention towards you. Not a word was said, but you understood from his expression. You saw each swirl of emotion. The rage had dissipated when he glanced at you, always staring back with such kind eyes.

But not this time. His eyes had grown soft, but it wasn’t kindness. It was fear.

He realized what was about to happen, and he knew he couldn’t stop it. He wasn’t strong enough, you both knew it.

The God finally met his match.

His working eye tore apart from yours when he had noticed him from behind, lifting his gauntlet towards your face. He knew what he was going to do, he did the same thing to him just moments prior.

He tugged on his restraints just as the unbearable pain reached your temple. You felt as if you were on fire now. Feeling your flesh and skin breaking away from your bones. You wailed in agony.

“No!!—“

You gasped, jolting violently upwards. Your hand finds its place on your heart, feeling the rapid heartbeat. It took you a second to realize you weren’t actually dying before your heart slowed down to normal.

You collectively analyzed the familiar surroundings, the soft chattering from outside the door gave you a breath of relief.

You were in New Asgard. It was just a nightmare.

You sat up, running hands through your hair, while the dream replayed itself like a broken record. The fear for you in his eyes left you haunted.

“Love?” His voice echoed beneath the door, knocking gently. “You —uh… alright in there?”

Thor.

He had continued to speak, but you didn’t pay any mind to what he had to say. You bolted towards the door and jumped into his arms violently, barely missing your head as you pulled the door open at lightning speed.

You felt his arms wrap around your upper thighs for support as you nuzzled your head into his neck. You sighed in relief, “Thank god…”

He chuckled a bit, “I was only gone for an hour.”

“An hour too long.”

You pulled your arms up, steadying your hands on his shoulders as he readjusted his hands onto your back, so you could look him in the eye. That’s when he noticed the dried tears.

“Hey,” He soothed, “It was the same dream, wasn’t it?”

“No...” You looked away, “...maybe.”

He rolled his eyes, walking inside your bedroom with his heel closing the door behind him. He lowered you down to the floor, your eyes never leaving him as he muttered, “He’s dead, Little Dove, don’t let him take over your dreams. You’re too beautiful to cry.”

You gave him a saddened smile as you stared into his eyes — one blue, one brown — finally a complete working set again. The kind eyes that stared back were only filled with merriment now. He was content and so were you. 

At least… at the moment.

“It wasn’t the same dream,” You muttered softly, “you didn’t die this time.”

He hummed in response, listening, as he left tentative kisses on your neck. “Who was the unlucky fellow?”

“Me.”

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[lokisgoodgirl]

Asgard's Greatest Lover [Brodinsons]

Part of the Brother Collection A link to my regular Masterlist is HERE Summary: An offhand comment leads to a salty trip down memory lane. (w/c 1.4k) Warnings: Squabbling. D*ck measuring contests to fluff. Implied smut references.

“Loki, she’s looking over-” Despite best efforts to ignore it, the meaty elbow jostling the god’s ribs made him wince. “Loki, look, in the stand yonder. She’s looking, Loki- look” Thor boomed excitedly, bouncing in his seat. “Will you desist?” Loki spat, hissing under his breath.

He could feel blood warming his cheeks, the volume of Thor's attempt at subtlety making him wish a portal would swallow him whole. He shouldn't have come. He didn't even like tennis. And yet, as always, here he was. With his public embarrassment of a brother. Loki grimaced as Thor began to point.

“But look hence...she noticed you! Perhaps she wishes to bid us good day.” He began to raise his arm, the start of a floppy wave which would likely be seen from space. “Wave, Loki- look, brother, see-!” Loki’s hand shot out, forcing the over-excited gesture down. “She’s wondering if you have utterly lost control of your faculties, brother;” Loki snarled, trying his best to look menacing. “As am I.”

Thor chortled, straightening a muscle vest which was three sizes too small. “Oh, Loki. You never have been very good at this sort of thing,” he sighed, letting his enthused gaze roam up and down the pristine grass court as Stark Industries friends and family took their seats. “It truly is a boon that you have one such as I to guide you in this romantic endeavour.” Loki raised his brows. He knew he shouldn’t take the bait. Especially in public. Especially today. But it was just too tempting.

“Whatever could you mean, brother?” he crooned, giving his most stoic side-eye with a tilt of his chin. He felt Thor bristle, telltale nervous fingering of blonde strands behind his ear letting Loki know the warning pitch of his voice had hit as intended.

“Well, Loki, it’s no secret that your love life has been fraught with unfortunate malaise where seduction is concerned,” “Unfortunate?” Loki said coldly, “I wouldn’t call a reputation as Asgard’s greatest lover unfortunate.”

Thor spluttered, shaking his head with sanctimonious laughter. “Ah, my little brother. I do admire the unshakeable esteem with which you hold your delusions.”

The dark brother’s grip tightened on the bleacher bench. “And I suppose you believe that title belongs to you, does it?” he sneered through gritted teeth. Poison flecked the words, dripping from his tongue like venom from a fang. Thor’s eyes narrowed. “I have the relic which proves it,” he shrugged.

“The one our mother gave you in solace when Jane left?” Loki snarled, “Pathetic. I doubt she even knew what it truly meant, just echoed your boorish claims thinking it was based in chivalry,” he paused. “At least, I hope that was her intent.” They stared at each other in pregnant silence.

“It matters not that mother gifted me said ceramic receptacle,” Thor said through gritted teeth. “What matters is, that my legend reaches far beyond the bifrost to bedchambers across nine realms, brother.” A shit-eating grin spread across his face. “Whereas yours is rather more contained to the palace servant quarters.” “That was one instance,” Loki spat, “and she was the most comely chambermaid we’d ever had.” “I’m sure,” Thor huffed, rolling his eyes. He brought one fist in front of Loki’s face, flexing an ostentatious bulge of bicep. “I was too busy giving the princess of Nilfheim a shudder of my very special thunder to notice.” He smirked, delivering a slow wink to punctuate his prowess. “She was never the same afterwards, you know.” Loki stared open mouthed, before he burst into raucous laughter.

From across the court, Steve immediately stood with a snap; hands on his hips with the most uptight death glare Loki had ever seen. “This is tennis,” Steve squawked. “For gosh’s sakes, have some respect.”

Through tears of mirth, Loki saw you cover your mouth with your hand to stifle a giggle. She recognises that Rogers is ridiculous, he thought. Good. That’s good.

Regaining his composure, Loki straightened. He smoothed his hair behind his ears, picking up the gauntlet his brother had carelessly cast down.

“Never the same. Quite.” he mused thoughtfully, collecting himself. “I can believe that your relentless dry-thrusting, lack of imagination and moans which sound suspiciously like the name of your talisman would scar her for life, yes.” “Leave Mjölnir out of this,” Thor snapped. Loki smirked, eyes wandering casually to where you sat. “The rumours are true then. Interesting.” he murmured slyly. Thor crossed and re-crossed his legs, the bleacher creaking beneath his weight. “She was perfectly satisfied,” the blonde grumbled, shifting his feet. Loki snorted. “Brother, you could not satisfy a woman if the key to unlocking her pleasure was written in parchment and propped upon her belly.” Thor stared, blankly. “Ah, yes – I forgot. A woman’s pleasure is not your forte is it,” Loki sneered, casting a quick glance towards his brother’s reddening face. “From what I heard, your attempts have been tragic at worst and laughable at best-” “Loki,” Thor warned, glancing anxiously at the people filling the seats behind them. But Loki continued, un-phased.

“Did you truly think you were to rub it with your chin?” He let out a harsh ooo, before sucking the air between his teeth.

“Those unfortunate women,” he drawled with feigned solemnity. “They didn’t want to hurt your feelings. ‘Asgard’s greatest lover’...please.” Thor tried to speak then thought better of it. Loki felt the glee begin to rise in his chest as he tasted victory in the air. “I felt moved for her when she hobbled from your chambers, poor thing. What did she cite for her impromptu departure, I wonder? Headache, was it?” He looked at his brother. The glazed look of bamboozled betrayal in his eyes told Loki that he was in fact, correct.

“Thankfully, I had just run a rather luxurious bath for myself which the lady found most soothing to aid her discomfort,” Loki purred, throwing his scarlet-faced sibling a knowing glance. “She was very grateful for my healing hands. And other anatomical attentions.”

Thor stared with slack-jawed disbelief.

The dark-haired god flicked his keen gaze towards you again. He let his eyes track up the skin of your bare calf, glinting in the afternoon sun. Supple, he pondered; thanking the Norns for the light breeze which rustled your skirt. On cue, you sipped from a large water bottle. Loki smirked.

“I was not aware that I was now a figure of such...ridicule. How times have changed.” Loki frowned as his moment of voyeurism was disturbed by Thor’s quiet mewl. With a sigh of resignation he swivelled, their knees touching. He reached for his brother’s hand, lowering his chin with sincerity in his eyes.

“Brother, that is not so” Loki said softly, “you have always been a figure of ridicule.”

Thor let out a shaky laugh, nodding. “I can always count on you to cheer me, brother” he said, patting Loki’s hand. Loki nodded once in acknowledgement. “Perhaps the next time you think yourself above me in the art of seduction, you will remember this conversation.”

“One can hope,” Thor chirped.

Loki rolled his eyes, retracting his hand. Polite clapping erupted as the first of the day’s players walked onto the court, waving at the crowds. He could feel Rogers suspicious stare burning into him from the other side of the grass, but he paid it no mind. “You truly think the odds are in my favour, brother?” Loki murmured thoughtfully, nodding subtly in your direction.

The two of them craned to catch a glimpse, the figure of his affections now half-obscured by a sea of lesser bodies. Your demure facial expression gave nothing away, but a pat on the shoulder from Natasha soon made you break into a dazzling smile. How she is not a goddess, I shall never know, Loki pondered; feeling his heart melt into his stomach and transform to a sea of butterflies. The redhead nudged her chin upwards, urging you to look up where the two gods stood. Staring. “Gods,” Loki hissed regretfully, continuing to clap like a fool. There was nothing else to be done. The boorishness of his brother had once again drawn the wrong kind of attention. But try as he might, he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Perhaps she has some magic of her own, he mused.

Thor’s elbow jostled against his ribs, “I told you, Loki” he chortled, “god of chaos or not, I would say that the odds are most definitely in your favour where your lady is concerned.” “Truly?” Loki breathed, his heart beating faster as you gave him a small, bashful wave. “Truly,” Thor said, giving his brother’s shoulder a comforting squeeze.

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[themultitaskingposer]

Y/n: Guys, I need help

Tony: Financial help?

Bruce: Emotional help?

Steve: Physical help?

Clint: Family help?

Thor: Magical help?

Natasha: Help moving a body?

*everybody stares at Natasha*

Natasha: ...What?

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[rockofagesloki]

Y/n:(walking into the tower)

Avengers- Clint, Bucky, Loki, Thor and Sam:(sat watching a movie)

Y/n: hey guys do you know what day it is?

Steve: Friday

Natasha: 17th of February

Tony: Friday

Y:n: so nothing specials happening today?

Steve: not that we know of…

Y/n: oh ok….(goes to their room)

Y/n: (opens door)

Bucky, Sam, Loki, Clint and Thor: (pop out from hiding spots with party hats and balloons and cake): HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY!!!

Y/n:(with tears in their eyes) you guys remembered.

Bucky: of course we did

Loki: why would we forget our favourite mortals birthday.

Clint:( giving y/n a hug): happy birthday kid.

They all enjoy the small party not realising the other avengers were outside realising their huge mistake…..

A/n: it’s my 20th today 🎉

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[saraakpotter]

imagine: being one of the original avengers and being Peters mentor and having a really playful attitude but being strict with Peter because you think he is too 'soft'

imagine: being one of the original avengers and being Peters mentor and having a really playful attitude but being strict with Peter because you think he is to 'soft'

Peter had become an avenger and since he is a new comer he needed a mentor.

"ok guys who can tolerate Peter?" Tony said jokingly

"i can be his mentor!" y\n said softly

"great! i have always appreciated your patience y\n!" Tony joked again making everyone laugh and even Peter chuckle

in the training room y\n kept giving Peter hard exercise and made him battle her even though she obviously has more experience.

in the middle of a training battle they had together, y\n was doing hard moves making Peters blocking moves harder but not impossible.

"i cant keep up!" Peter said trying to hold on.

"you know what? thats not important! i dont care, the enemy wont care, so you might as well learn to keep up!" y\n said trying to encourage Peter

after a lot of struggles Peter was able to block one of y\n s moves and push her back making her fall down and Peter having a successful training.

y\n pushed he hair back and then looked at Peter "you where saying?" she said smirking

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[ynparker]

Waiting for Spiderman - (Part 1) Peter Parker x (Y/N)

Peter Parker x fem!stark!avenger!reader

Summary: Peter Parker is new to the Avengers, but that doesn't stop him from falling for Tony Stark's daughter.

Warnings: none really, just fluff

A/N: Hey guys! I know it's been a really long time since I posted, so here is a special one. I want to make this a multiple-part series, so I will make a masterlist later. Let me know if you want to be tagged. This fanfic is inspired by the song 'Waiting for Superman' by Daughtry (I changed it to Spiderman for obvious reasons). Also, Pietro never died. Enjoy ;)

"Alright, kid," Tony Stark said, looking down sternly at the boy in front of him. "This is your first training session. Don't let me down."

"O-of course not, Mr. Stark," Peter Parker stammered, looking nervously out of the window to where he could see the rest of the Avengers warming up. Captain America and Black Widow were there - he had met them last night - along with Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson, and others whom he couldn't make out from that distance. He fidgeted nervously. He couldn't help worrying - what would happen if he wasn't good enough? What if he lost against all of them?

"Come on, Parker!" Tony called. Peter looked up, startled. Mr. Stark had already started walking down the hall. "Coming! Coming, Mr. Stark! Sorry," he said as he breathlessly ran to catch up with his mentor.

They made their way down the compound to the training grounds, which reminded Peter very much of something out of the Hunger Games - except much more extensive. "Hey, Parker!" Steve Rogers called as they came up to them. "Hey, Cap - um, captain," Peter greeted him nervously, looking around at everyone. To his surprise, only Steve was there. The others seemed to have disappeared.

"We have teams," Tony explained, seeing the look on Peter's face. "What we do is, when we get the signal, we run through the grounds, and when we find someone from a different team, we spar with them. If they lose, we win a point and vice versa. Got that?" Peter nodded rapidly. "Um, yeah, sir, I think I got that."

"Perfect!" Tony exclaimed. "You are on a team with me, Cap, Nat, and Bucky. The other team is Thor, the Maximoff twins, Sam, and (Y/N). Ready?"

"Wait, wait," Peter said desperately. "Who is (Y/N)-?"

Before he could properly finish his sentence, an airhorn whined into the silent air. "Let's go! Good luck, kid," Tony called and pushed off the ground in his suit, flying overhead, his eyes scanning the bottom. "Wait!" Peter called as Steve took off running as well. "Oh, crap," the boy muttered under his breath and began sprinting into the training grounds, dotted with trees, bushes, and streams that made for excellent hiding places.

Suddenly, he jumped as he saw Sam Wilson - the Falcon - in his suit, flying to the ground, his eyes on the young boy who stood transfixed looking at him.

"Hey, Mr. Falcon," Peter said brightly. "'Sup, Parker. You ready for this?" The boy slapped his hand to his forehead. "Right, I forgot, you're on the other team! Alright, let's do this." With that, Peter swung himself onto a nearby tree and shot one of his web shooters at Sam, who found one of his hands attached to the tree trunk next to him. Sam immediately put his wings into action, detaching himself from the tree with some difficulty. "Ugh," Peter groaned. "I always have to remember to shoot more webs."

"You know-" he continued as he dodged the Falcon, who was soaring towards him. "Mr. Stark always warned me-" he paused as he shot another web and missed. "-always secure your opponent first!" He shot again and this time managed to get both of Sam's arms. "Kid," Sam sighed as he tried to detach himself again. "Don't you-" he managed to get one of his hands free, "-remember what I told you last time we fought?"

"That there's not this much talking when in a fight?" Peter guessed as Sam tore himself free and threw himself in the boy's direction again. "That's right," Sam affirmed. Peter panicked as Sam came closer and threw out a punch to his chest, which successfully caused the older man to get thrown back into the ground. "Oh, my gosh, are you ok?" Peter cried as he hurried to him. "Y-yeah, kid, I'm good. Come on, finish it! Throw another punch and you win."

"A-are you sure?" Peter asked. "Yeah, go ahead. You did good, Parker."

"Aw, thanks," the boy smiled and raised his fist. Before he could bring it down, however, something caught it and swung him backwards into a tree. His eyes widened as a girl his age dressed in deep blue held him against the trunk, her upper arm pressed against his chest.

"So Spidey-boy fights," she said breathlessly, smirking at him. "I'm impressed."

"Who the heck are you?" Peter asked, staring at her strangely familiar dark eyes. "Someone who just won a point for her team," she smiled and looked to her right as Pietro Maximoff slid into view, the electric blue dashes that appeared behind him whenever he used his power fading away. The girl released him and Pietro picked her up in his arms. "Don't make eyes at her, Parker," he said in his Sokovian accent. "You'll have the whole team to deal with."

The last thing Peter caught was the girl's wink and with that, Pietro had dashed off with her.

"Woah..." he whispered and stood breathless for a few moments before Tony's voice rang in his ears. "Hey! Parker! Wake up, you've got heroes to spar with!"

"Sorry, Mr. Stark! I'm on it!"

___

"That. Was. Amazing!" (Y/N) Stark exclaimed as she dashed into the changing rooms with Nat and Wanda. "I love it when Dad makes us do these training sessions."

"Yeah, but my team still won," Nat smirked as she put up her hair so she could wash her face. (Y/N) groaned. "How do you expect me to win when I'm fighting against both you and Cap? You're both like the best at sparring out of all of us!"

"Don't worry, beautiful," Nat smiled and hugged the girl. "You'll be strong enough to take on the world one day."

"Thanks, Auntie Nat," (Y/N) smiled and hugged the woman back.

Wanda cast a quick look at (Y/N) and smirked. "I thought Parker fought well."

"Peter Parker?" (Y/N) asked, changing into her favorite red shirt and shorts. "Yeah, he did pretty well. He would have defeated Sam if I hadn't stepped in."

"He lost against Thor, though," Nat countered. Wanda and (Y/N) sent her withering looks. "Everybody looses against Thor," Wanda said. Nat gave one of her looks as if to admit Wanda was right. "Why didn't Bruce join us today?" (Y/N) asked, tying her hair into a messy bun. "He's still a little shaky with his transformation. Hulk isn't exactly very eager about making an appearance," Nat explained. "Ok," (Y/N) replied, and, picking up her discarded suit, made her way to the door. "I'm going to lunch, you guys coming?"

"We're right behind you," Wanda affirmed and gave the girl a small smile. "That girl will be the death of us all," she said as the door closed. Nat smiled. "I don't know what we would do if anything happened to her," she agreed.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) had made her way to the kitchen, where Tony, Thor and Peter Parker were sitting, talking about the training. "Hey," she said brightly as she entered, and sat in the chair between Peter and Thor. "Hey, kid," Tony greeted her. "Hello, little Starkling," Thor smiled. (Y/N) smiled at them and then turned to Peter.

"So you're Spidey-boy," she smirked at him. "Um, I prefer Spiderman, actually," Peter corrected. "Right," she said and laughed. Peter smiled at the sound. He liked how her face lit up when she laughed like that.

"So you're (Y/N) Stark?" He had been surprised to learn that Tony had a daughter, but also pleased. At least there would be somebody in the compound his own age.

"Um, you did well," Peter told her. "That was really cool, how you just swooped in there and won." (Y/N) smiled. "I try to make an appearance," she said. "Congrats on the win, by the way."

"Thanks, honey," Tony smiled at her and stood. "Who is hungry? Wanda promised she'd make lunch today."

"And it'll be ready in half an hour," Wanda smiled as she entered the room. "It had better be something filling," Thor said, placing a hand on his rumbling stomach. "Training always makes me hungry."

"Everything always makes you hungry, Uncle Thor," (Y/N) said adoringly, hugging the man and getting to her feet. "Alright, if I have half an hour, I'll go up to my room for a while. See you all later?"

A chorus of 'see you laters' followed the girl up the stairs and into her room. She smiled as she sat on her bed. She liked that boy, Peter Parker. He was funny, kind, and her dad liked him well enough. It would be nice to have him in the compound. She had been out on a sleepover last night, so she had missed his arrival, but she was happy he was moving into the compound.

She reached for her phone and connected it to her Bluetooth speaker before opening Spotify and pressing shuffle on her playlist. Listening to music set her free in a way nothing ever could, and she was happy to let go every once in a while and just listen.

(Y/N) grinned as she heard the intro to her favorite song. Every time she heard it, she saw herself in the lyrics, everything that she ever wanted in the words that described the girl in the song.

She's watching the taxi driver

He pulls away

She's been

Locked in her apartment

A hundred days

The song echoed downstairs to the group of Avengers sitting in the kitchen. Wanda smiled as she stirred the pot of paprikash, listening to the young girl's voice.

"Please ignore her," Tony said to Peter. "She does that practically every day."

"Oh, come on, Stark," Thor protested. "There's nothing wrong with playing a bit of music, especially when she so enjoys it. Besides, Parker, doesn't mind, do you, Parker?" Peter gave a bashful smile. "Um, yeah, no, it's fine."

He listened to her voice singing the higher notes, and suddenly, he stood. "Where is the bathroom, Mr. Stark? I forgot," he asked, before he could stop himself. "Upstairs, next to (Y/N)'s room, kid. Don't be too long!"

Nat smirked at Peter's retreating frame. "Seriously?" she said as she saw Tony's face. "It isn't at all obvious what he wants to do?"

"What?" Tony asked, oblivious. "He wants to hear her sing," Wanda said, winking at her brother Pietro, who had arrived as soon as (Y/N) had gone upstairs.

Peter had sneaked into the bathroom. Thankfully, the song was clearly audible from where he was standing. He smiled when he listened to the lyrics, and (Y/N)'s beautiful voice singing along.

She says

Yeah, he's still coming

Just a little bit late

He got stuck at the Five and Dime

Saving the day

Peter could hear her feet tapping on the ground, and realized you were dancing.

She's talking to angels

Counting the stars

Making a wish on a passing car

She's dancing with strangers

Falling apart

Waiting for Superman to pick her up

In his arms

All of a sudden, the boy listening noticed something. (Y/N) was replacing the 'she' with 'I', singing the song in first person. He grinned as he registered the happiness and enjoyment in her voice as she vocalized, still dancing around the room.

He found himself wishing he could listen to her sing for hours. Then, suddenly, Wanda's voice drifted up the stairs to his unwilling ears. "Kids! Come and set the table please, lunch is nearly ready."

"You said half an hour," Peter muttered as he came out of the bathroom, hurrying to get downstairs before (Y/N) came out of her room. He heard the music stop, and the door open. He quickly jumped over the last few steps and practically ran to grab the forks Wanda was holding out.

(Part 2 out now!)

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Chapter 4- The Game

The mysterious God of Mischief proposes a special "game" he wants to play with you, which inadvertently gives you an idea on how to seduce him and save Vanaheim. Meanwhile, you begin to find yourself with strange feelings that could change everything...

Pairing: Prince Loki x Concubine!Reader Rating: 18+ ONLY (Minors DNI) MASTERLIST HERE *Please reblog if you like it!*

Content Warning: Threat and mentions of assault, eventual smut, indentured servitude and sex slavery, mean people being mean, violence, executions, more warnings likely to come

That night, you dreamed of Vanaheim. Before your closed eyes danced visions of your carefree days, waking up in the afternoon to get to the pub by the dinner rush, leaving (but not before being pulled into a quick drink with your co-worker) at the stroke of midnight and taking your time going back up the hill in order to see the stars, days off spent reading with your feet in the babbling brook and watching the children run about…

At one point, you were jerked from your slumber, and you sat up in the massive, plush bed you were sharing with your new owner. Taking a moment to get your bearings, you wrapped yourself in a sheet and wandered out onto the Prince’s terrace to get a glimpse of the view. 

The first thing you noticed when you looked upwards, sadly, was that there weren’t very many stars in Asgard. The city below you may have glowed with rich, gilded light even at this unholy hour, but that glow extended up into the atmosphere, and all you could see were some planets and blue giants blinking off in the far distance, the few with magnitudes bright enough to reach through the light pollution hovering over the realm. 

“I’ll never see home again,” you whispered, a single tear dotting the corner of your eye. “And I’ll never see the stars.” 

You didn’t want to leave yourself exposed too long, so you only let the warm air brush your cheek for a moment before going back inside and making another attempt to sleep. It took nearly thirty minutes before your eyelids became heavy, and yet even after they closed, your mind raced. 

You couldn’t read the Prince at all. You couldn’t trust him or his word. He somehow seemed to have the patience of a priest, yet also the fuse of a cannon. You couldn’t believe this was the one you had to deconstruct in order to save your people. It was like being blindfolded and given a bow, being instructed to hit the center of a target whirring in circles above you. 

However, you’d passed the first test: you’d gotten his attention. You’d made yourself stand out. Now, you had to keep the momentum going without it appearing as if you were manipulating the god. That would certainly mean death the moment you stepped over the line. You were still Loki’s slave, after all. 

He likes banter, you thought. He values a witty mind, and seems to resent his reputation as a rapist.

Before long, the first light of morning traced a finger over the comforter you were wrapped in. You were oblivious to it, having finally drifted off. It was the soft touch of a cool finger tracing circles on your back that brought you back to consciousness. You were sleeping on your belly, your hair was fanned out across your neck and above your head. 

You couldn’t help but utter a small moan of pleasure. The touch felt nice. It froze you in place and made you feel like melting into the mattress itself. 

“Oh…” the Prince cooed from behind you. You were conscious that he was lying behind you, and that he wasn’t just caressing your shoulders. You could feel his hardness on the small of your back, unyielding and large, and you were pretty sure he was palming it. 

“Please, make that sound again, sparrow,” Loki commanded. “Quickly!”

As you wish, I suppose…

You obeyed, and you felt his hip buck against you after a moment, releasing a hot liquid onto your bare back in spurts that were accompanied by a low, guttural grunt from Loki. 

“Master, how long were you doing that before I awoke?” you asked with an odd curiousness. 

“I saw you wake in the middle of the night and stand out in the air. The moon gave you a blue glow. I thought perhaps a water fae had paid me a visit. I could dream of nothing else but your nakedness until the day broke.”

Sweet words, you admitted to yourself, even if the idea that he’d been fucking his hand on your back as you lay asleep for hours sent a momentary shiver up your spine. 

“I am sorry I woke you, Master,” you said quietly, getting to your knees as your Prince used his magic to clean your back. 

“Gods don’t require much sleep,” Prince Loki replied, sighing and laying back against his propped pillow. “It’s partially why we have so many concubines. We have too many hours in our days, and we grow bored. We need occupation.” 

You didn’t respond, other than by bowing your head. “Good morning, Master.”

Loki smiled and took a moment to look at you, sitting up but letting the blankets and sheet sit below your waist, exposing your entire chest. “You know, you’ve given me a challenge. I intend to win it.”

“A challenge, Master? I never intended to do so,” you said, your voice wavering. 

The Prince reached out a hand, running a nail up and down your skin, and the light scratch tickled. “All of you girls are told to fall to your knees at my every whim. I grow sick of being handed my prizes. I want you to refuse me until such a time exists that you cannot resist yearning for me any longer. I think I want to chase you.” 

“Chase me, Majesty?”

The Prince nodded. “I’d forgotten the thrill of going to bed unsatisfied, only to feel the increasing urge to relieve my aching need at a later point, just as it is about to madden me. It is a game. Perhaps it will do, as you suggested last night, bring meaning to our sex.”

You nodded. “I am here to serve you, Master.” 

Loki rolled his eyes. “I am sure they trained you to say that to my every damned request,” he mumbled. “But, in the meantime, I will summon you whenever I am in need of a diary to hear my thoughts. You will answer my musings with only your truest opinions, and not with the sycophantic swill they instruct you with back in your kennel. Do you understand me, girl?”

“Yes, Master.” 

“Good, then,” Loki said, sitting up to meet your lips with his. You closed your eyes and allowed the moment to dim the light around you, feeling weight to it. 

After he drew away from you, he allowed himself a brief flick of your nipple, making you jump, which clearly delighted him. “I will have some breakfast brought up for us before you go, sparrow.”

Hilda accosted you with questions when you were returned to the harem quarters later that morning. “How was the banquet? How many times did he fuck you? Did it hurt, or was he a gentle lover? Did he stick it up your ass or in your face first? Isn’t it huge?”

“Stop it!” you moaned, attempting to roll over in bed to catch up on the sleep you’d lost last night. 

Hilda shook her head, opening her mouth to speak again before a knock at the door brought her to her feet. A maid was on the other side, carrying a tea tray and setting it by the sofa. 

“You need to get up and drink this before it grows cold anyway,” said Hilda, waving the maid away and shutting the door a little too loudly behind her. 

“What is it?”

Your roommate raised an eyebrow and giggled. “How naive are you, anyway?”

“Naive enough,” you replied.

 “It’s an herbal tea that prevents conception,” Hilda explained. “You must drink it while it is hot, and before nightfall the following day. A pregnancy could result in exile for any of us.”

You sat up quickly, realizing that indeed, this was important (even if it wasn’t necessary), and you sat down while Hilda poured for you. Taking the cup to your lips, you sipped the hot liquid, grimacing at its weedy, earthy flavor, which was not to your liking. 

“Yes, it’s unpleasant,” Hilda admitted. “But then again, I imagine so is giving birth on the backside of a mountain in the coldest corner of Jotunheim.” 

You nodded, taking each sip of medicine slowly and cautiously until the cup was drained. You groaned when Hilda responded by pouring another cup from the pot on the tray. “Sorry, it’s three cups, Y/N.” 

She tried to pry details out of you as you drank, but when it was evident that you weren’t going to answer her questions, she turned to talking about her life as the daughter of an unpopular shop owner in Capitol City, and how she was pretty sure her casting was paid for by a rival store. 

You weren’t listening. You were beginning to get used to the flavor of the tea, and as you sipped, your mind never left Prince Loki’s bedroom. It wasn’t just how he was already seeing you as someone different from all of the other sex slaves in the palace, but that his body..his face…his hair…not only the sight of it, but the scent of it…all of it was burned into your retinas, and the image of him lying beside you, his skin pressed against yours, even the feeling of his cock against your ass was suddenly making you question your agreement to purposefully keep the Snake Prince out of your skirts. 

Yet, again this felt like as much of an opportunity for you as it was a risk. Perhaps you both could win a prize by the end of it. 

He wants this to be a game, you thought. Well, let’s play a game, Master!

You were riding high on your success for the rest of the day, but by nightfall, you began to feel the pang of disappointment that the Prince had not called for you. Granted, he called no one that night, but you were still a little annoyed that your plans would have to wait. 

After you’d tried and failed to fall asleep, Hilda suggested you join her and a few of Thor’s and Odin’s slaves for a Bliss session in one of their rooms. Agreeing, you dressed simply and followed Hilda to another room further down the hall and around the corner. She knocked a code onto the last door on the left, and it opened to reveal five others within. 

“Y/N, this is Iduna, Magnus, and Romilda, who belong to Thor, and this room is Estrid’s and Astrid’s, they’re twins who were delivered here for the Allfather. Everyone, Y/N is the newest one for The Snake.”

Magnus chuckled, holding out a stick of Bliss. “Then I assume you’ll need the first hit.” 

You didn’t waste time. You took the Bliss and inhaled deeply, expecting to cough uncontrollably. Instead, a cool, pleasant smoke filled your throat and lungs, having an enjoyable odor. Holding the gas in for a few moments, you turned away and exhaled. 

Hilda cheered. “Now you’re officially one of us!”

It only took a few seconds before the first waves of euphoria broke over your mind like a gentle, crashing wave on the night of a full moon. Your anxieties over your unorthodox first encounter with your Master, how you’d made a bargain with him to keep yourself untouched, and how he hadn’t yet called you back all melted away. 

However, you also felt a touch of vertigo begin to swell and make your eyes swim. “I…I need some air,” you mumbled, turning to the door that led out onto a small porch. 

“A lightweight, for sure,” laughed Hilda, taking the cigarette from your hand. “She’s a farmer’s daughter or something. Borgund.”

“Borgund?” asked Estrid. “That little hamlet was chosen for this year?”

You didn’t bother to follow the conversation any further. Instead, you closed the glass door behind you, drinking the crisp night air through your nose. You still felt dizzy and warm, but at least you weren’t going to topple over and make an ass of yourself in front of your new allies. 

Over beyond a row of spires, you could scarcely see the Prince’s terrace jutting out over the courtyard. The light from within his chamber illuminated his silhouette as he also looked out over the land. 

Your thoughts went to his intense blue eyes hyper-focusing on yours, his lips hanging slightly open, his long, thin fingers nimble and defiant as they assessed every crevice of your form. His hair, curly and dark as a starless night, smelled of the similar lavender that had been sprayed on you before your less-than-savory debut. He was tall, imposing, dominating, yet he’d treated you with consideration. 

“Who are you, Prince Loki?” you muttered in your Bliss-induced haze. “How deep does your mind go?”

 As if answering you from afar, you could make out the small figure retreating inside before quickly dimming the light in his chamber. 

“Y/N? Come play cards with us!” yelled Hilda from inside, already several drinks into the evening.

You waited a moment before going inside, still looking towards the Prince’s chambers, bidding a silent slumber to the sleeping god. Good night, Snake Prince…

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Loki Finding Out He’s a Dad- Loki Laufeyson xreader Headcanon

Summary: Y/N is pregant and loki finds out and what plans he would make and how he would react

Warnings: none just fluffy cuteness

. Y/N is nervous to tell Loki she’s pregnant but knows he’ll be really happy they’re gonna have a child

. Loki will be happy either way if it’s a boy or girl but would secretly hope it’s a girl

. Loki would wanna build a nursery for the baby and would wanna have a home on both midgard and Asgard

. Loki would want Y/N to come up with the first name of the child but would want his mother’s name as the middle name

. Loki would wanna touch Y/N’s belly and would wanna talk to the baby and get excited when the baby kicks

. Thor would be very happy for Y/N and loki and would be very excited about being an uncle and would help spoil the kid

. Loki would take care of Y/N and bring her whatever she needs and will go to all the doctor appointments with her and would reassure her that he will be by her side forever and will love her and the baby so much

. Loki will wanna read to the baby every night and will wanna hold them and help give Y/N breaks when she needs it

. Loki will take Y/N to Asgard for the birth to give her the best care

. Loki will be so proud to be a dad and knows Y/N will be the most wonderful mother

. Loki and Y/N end up having a baby girl (give the baby whatever name you would like)

. Loki knows his mother would be really proud of loki being a dad and wishes she could meet the baby

. Y/N wonders wether the child will have loki’s powers or not and Loki later on helps her find out

. Loki and Y/N raise the baby on Asgard together and loki protects his family whatever it takes and is the happiest with Y/N and their child and even though Y/N didn’t want Loki teaching their daughter pranks it’s all in good fun and loki makes sure it doesn’t cross any lines

Hey lovelies!! I thought this would be a cute fan fic headcanon 😊 hope you all enjoy xx💚💚💚

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Loki’s Legacy of Disaster Glam

I’ve been diving deep into some new elements to merge into upcoming Loki stories. One is the motif of “disaster glam” or #disasterglamcore as a Loki-centric lifestyle concept. I just can’t shake that chaos, mischief and general trickery are not BAD qualities and when yielded with skill end up solving a lot of human problems that being ‘nice’ just can’t. I also can’t stop imagining Loki dressed like a true ethereal sparkle ✨ diva when he is not in their cannon green. There’s so much the Loki series didn’t even touch that keeps us writers busy fixing Marvels shortsighted vision of our hero!!

Anyway stay tuned for some new stuff! I am always honored when anyone reads and comments!!! It always feels like my birthday!!!

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All I Wanted Was You

[Thor Odinson x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: Thor had always been there to protect you, save you, and love you… Until he couldn't.

WC: 3540

Category: Heavy Angst, Some hurt/comfort, mentions of Loki, Hela, and Heimdall {TW warning: Thanos and “evil squidward” — I know his name but I think Tony’s nickname is too iconic}

So I recently rewatched Infinity War, and of course watching Thor cry over losing literally everyone else he cares for in the first 15 minutes of the movie sparked my writer heart {finally} and after listening to Paramore we have this hot mess of angst (also why are all my Thor fics so angsty when he’s the definition of fluff?? I live for the drama I guess)

And just for the record, we don’t talk about the fact that I have thousands of requests and this isn’t even one of them 💀😭

『••✎••』

They say fear lies in the unknown. In the absence of facts and knowledge, the mind creates a world of illusions. If you believe your own fears, they become reality.

So what happens when the thing you fear the most is taken from you? When everything else falls to nothing? When the world is turned upside down?

You're left with a feeling that can only be described as the deepest pain imaginable.

You're left with nothing but your fear.

Your heart was racing so fast, and your breaths were short. You could feel every single muscle in your body tense up as the unnamed alien man dragged you further and further into the unknown.

The trip back to Earth, back to your sanctuary of a home, was nothing but a blur. After everything that had gone down within Asgard, including Asgard's destruction, all you could think about was your lover. Your other half.

Thor.

He was in pain, and not just physically. You had been separated due to his secretive, power-hungry sister, to where he’d left you alone with his kind-hearted people to find his father, only to disappear and leave you alone with the slaughtering of the Asgardians.

The people you’ve met that very day ended up slaughtered by Hela. Some took you by the hand, guiding and shielding you for protection against the God of Death and her henchmen. Others, you could tell, were more than just scared; they were terrified. The ones that were too slow or the ones that decided to fight back were killed within an instant.

You were no warrior. You were a simple, plain human who somehow caught the eye of the mighty Thor Odinson, and for some reason, he was in love with you.

So, while everyone else fought against Hela and her henchmen, you ran. Thor had left you there in assurance of your safety, thinking the search for his father with Loki, of all people, would be too risky for you, but in reality, you would have rather been with him. At least then, if you were to die, you could have been in the arms of the one you love.

Miraculously, you had survived the fall of Asgard and the escape from Surtur. You had no clue how. Maybe you were just lucky, or perhaps it was the grace of the Allfather. Even Heimdall, the man who saw everything, didn’t see you making it out alive.

But, when Thor had found you in the throne room cornered by some henchmen, it became a fact that Heimdall couldn’t see everything; after all.

The moment your eyes had met, the moment you heard the sound of metal against flesh, the moment his strong, powerful, protective arms wrapped around your fragile, vulnerable, weak form, and the moment his lips kissed the top of your head, you were safe.

Safe.

The only time you felt genuinely safe was when you were with Thor. His mere presence made you feel at ease. Like nothing could ever touch you or hurt you because he wouldn't let it.

He would protect you no matter the cost. He’d die for you, give his life for you, and go to the depths of Hell and back for you. He loved you, and that was something you could never understand.

Why would such a mighty god, a king, and a warrior want to love a simple human like yourself? A clumsy one at that.

You weren’t special in any way. You were ordinary.

But Thor, he was extraordinary.

The God of Thunder, a king and a warrior, a prince and a protector.

He was everything you were not.

It wasn't just the physical things that made him great, too, but the things that were inside.

Thor was a good man. A caring man. One who always thought about others and not himself.

Thor had his moments, yes, but no one is perfect. Not even a god. But the thing that made you love him, that made you want him, and the thing that made you feel safe was his heart.

That was the only part of him you could understand. The way he cared. The way he loved. The way he could make anyone smile. The way he could bring light to anyone's dark.

That's what makes a man a man. And that's why you loved him.

Even now, with one eye, a missing hammer, and a lost kingdom, he was still your everything.

And now you were reunited after being separated again. The only problem was the circumstances.

You and Thor had been in an intimate moment. The relief of having you back in his arms, the adrenaline pumping through your veins from surviving such a tragedy, had you both desperate.

He had pinned you against the wall, his hands brushing your hair away from your face to get a better look at you before he pressed his lips to yours in a soft kiss. He was always so gentle with you. The teasing and playful nips at your bottom lip were proof of that.

But the sudden sight of a ship out the large window you’d stared out of moments before the kiss broke your concentration.

Thor had pulled apart almost immediately, the feeling of his beard no longer tickling your face, but the heat of his breath and the sweet taste of his lips was still there.

It didn't take long before Thor was following your eyes, seeing for himself what had pulled you from him.

A sense of dread washed over you when you noticed how he tensed and his grip on your waist tightened. This wasn’t another Asgardian ship; no, this was something far more dangerous. You could tell by the look in Thor's eye, his non-missing eye.

Then, within seconds, he grabbed hold of your arm and yanked you out of the room. Your heart was pounding as you started yelling questions at him, trying to understand what was going on.

But, when he hit the button that sealed the room you were once in and shielded you within his arms, the panic started to set in.

That's when everything began to blur.

You remembered the sound of explosions. The tearing of metal. The screams. The smell of burning.

It all came crashing down.

Loki had come around the corner, and seeing his expression, it didn’t take much to realize what was going on.

If Loki, the God of Mischief and Lies, was terrified, then that meant something big was going down.

Thor was yelling orders, shouting commands. You could barely make out what he was saying, but you knew he was telling you to stay behind him.

Stay behind him.

Always stay behind him.

Then it changed to get the hell off the ship.

Then, to run.

Run.

Run.

Run.

The last thing you remember was looking back as you sprinted down the halls, seeing your love, your other half, the king, the prince, the protector, your Thor, fighting some creature with his bare hands.

His face was so determined. He wasn’t going down without a fight. You ran to where he had told you to go, the escape pods where Val was helping others into. You got there and saw her eyes. They were wide and full of worry.

Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.

The sound of an explosion brought you back to the present.

Val grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you toward a pod. You could feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins and, your heart was racing so fast, and your breaths were short.

All you could think about was Thor. Where was he? Was he alright?

No.

He was not.

As soon as you entered the pod and Val had closed you in it, it was suddenly torn apart. The supposed sliding door had been ripped from its hinges.

The metal that you rested your back upon started to give, and the feeling of moving forward caused your heart to leap.

You were launched out and onto the floor.

It took a second to gain your bearings. You looked up and saw Val. She was fighting, and you were thankful to see her, but it was a short-lived relief.

The… thing she was fighting, the blue alien, grabbed hold of her and flung her across the ship. She landed somewhere near a pod and didn't move. You remembered screaming for her, but she didn't budge.

That's when the creature turned his attention to you.

You tried to move, but the metal that was supposed to hold the pod in place had you pinned.

You tried to pry the metal from your skin, but your weak and vulnerable body couldn’t break the bond.

The alien slowly moved towards you and, in a swift movement, had ripped the metal away.

He was so close, and you had no idea what was going on, who he was, or what his intentions were.

When you felt his large, rough, and cold hand wrap around the back of your neck, panic started to set in. You wanted to kick and scream, but all you could do was stare at the beast before you.

And thus, you were dragged away from the evacuation site and thrown into a separate area. You came to the conclusion that whoever this was, it seemed to be a metal bender or something similar due to his abilities.

All you saw was a demented blue face with squid-like features, staring down at you as he threw you around like a rag doll.

The fifth time he threw you, you landed roughly on the floor, causing your shoulder to make a loud crack noise and the pain to shoot through your body. Your hands landed on something soft, softer than the floor, and when you looked down, you realized the blue thing had thrown you into a room full of corpses.

But it wasn’t just any corpses. The one you had specifically landed upon had been the body of the man you had recently become close friends with, Thor’s friend, Heimdall.

Tears immediately pooled in your eyes, and your breathing became ragged. You tried to sit up and pull your body off of Heimdall in respect, but the pain shooting through your arm and back kept you frozen in place.

The lifeless eyes of the man who saw everything were open, and for once, he was staring at nothing. It was a haunting image.

The tears were now falling, and a sob escaped your lips. You wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. You wanted to scream and shout. You wanted to fight and claw at the alien that took until it bled. But all you could do was lay there, unable to move and weep.

Then, a voice caught your attention. It was deep, and it was coming from the alien that had brought you to this place.

His eyes were no longer focused on you, but they were somewhere else. He was talking to someone.

“Boss,” it spoke, his voice deep and gravelly. You couldn’t bear to look at the being. Not when you were face to face with the lifeless body of the gatekeeper. “There’s a human woman here. A pathetic one, no doubt, but one nonetheless. Should we end her? Or leave her to rot like the others?"

A silence filled the air, and you had no idea what was going on, who he was speaking with, or who was giving him instructions. You could’ve looked. You could have glanced up at the thing, and seen for yourself, but you too were afraid.

Your eyes remained glued to the golden ones that were once filled with light and wisdom.

There was silence, and then a loud, deep, thump. It had startled you, but it wasn't anything like the explosion of the ship, no, it sounded more like a boot or a shoe had come in contact with metal. But, it was loud enough to grab your attention.

You didn’t move. Your eyes didn't stray.

But, your body trembled in fear.

Suddenly, you heard his voice, and it sounded more terrifying than any sound that had echoed in the air prior. It was even deeper, and even more frightening than the other.

“I think not. We have use of her."

He had a deep and gravelly voice, but it was smooth. Calm. Almost friendly.

Then, a large, purple foot, appeared in your vision, and slowly, the purple being leaned down and stared at you. His gaze was strong, and piercing. You wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. You were too terrified to move, speak, or breathe.

Again, it wasn’t human. It was an alien. And a big one, at that.

He had no hair, only a helmet. His skin was purple and he wore strange looking clothing, including a golden glove that had both a bright purple stone and a blue one.

You’ve never seen such a creature before. You thought those dark elves were terrifying, but they were nothing compared to this man.

And for some reason, he was looking at you like you were an ant, and he was the boot that would crush you.

In fact, he was looking at you with pity, and it confused the hell out of you.

But, when his hand moved, and his fingers had touched the soft strand of your hair, you couldn't help but flinch.

The moment his fingers made contact with you, though, you heard a loud grunt. One that didn’t sound alienated or distorted. It was clear, and you could tell who it was, instantly.

Your head shot up, ignoring the pain in your arm, and the moment your eyes met his, everything stopped.

Everything.

It was Thor.

Your Thor. Your everything.

He was in front of you the entire time, and you had no clue.

The tears were falling. They were falling hard and fast, and you couldn’t stop them. And for once, it wasn’t because of relief.

Thor was encased with metal. His arms and legs were pinned by it. He was bleeding from his head, and he was covered in bruises.

He looked like hell and gave off the same energy.

He was struggling to free himself. That’s what the sounds were. The grunts, the heavy breathing, and the loud thumping. He was trying to get out of his prison to get to you. To save you.

The alien was staring down at you. His eyes were dark and intimidating, but his presence was even more so. He was the embodiment of terror.

Then, without any warning, he grabbed you by the throat.

It was an unexpected move. He had picked you up by the neck with just one hand. He had a grip so tight you couldn't breathe, and the pressure on your throat was unbearable.

You could hear Thor screaming. Yelling.

You could barely hear what he was saying. Your ears were ringing, and the pain of the hand wrapped around your throat was all you could focus on.

But, you could see him. You could see him perfectly.

You saw his blue eye and the patch that covered the missing one. You saw the stubble along his chin. The slight scar that was just below the patch. The wrinkles on his forehead.

You could see it all.

And the look of desperation and horror. It broke you.

You couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much.

Then, in the blink of an eye, you felt release.

You fell to the floor and started gasping for air. It was like the moment the alien released his grip on you, everything began again. The world, your thoughts, the chaos.

It was all there, and you couldn’t keep up.

“I see it now.” You heard the voice of the alien say. Your vision was blurry, and your eyes were still stinging from the tears, but you could make him out if only a bit.

He was now standing, towering over you, but he wasn’t looking at you. No, he was looking at Thor; his eyes were focused on the god, which sent a chill down your spine.

When dealing with Hela, you find yourself recovering with confidence. She could’ve easily killed you with a snap of her finger, but when she demanded your name, you had spat in her face and gave a smile.

Even though Thor wasn’t there at that moment, you somehow knew he’d be coming back to put an end to her, and you would be safe. It was like a sixth sense that came and made you stop panicking and running.

And, even though he technically didn’t put her down, he still was your knight in shining armor. It was the same with the dark elves and even with Loki.

They were all terrifying, yes, but somehow, you knew that Thor would save the day.

Now, though, it was different. You weren’t scared or panicked; no, you were terrified.

The fact that Thor was trapped and was physically in pain, the fact that Heimdall and more innocent Asgardians were lying on the floor, dead, and the fact that Loki was missing and Val was knocked unconscious, it had all hit you at once.

You felt like you were suffocating, and it only worsened when the alien spoke again.

“I was questioning why a mortal was amongst a group of Asgardians, how such a fragile being could survive so long among gods. I wondered, but I see it now. You have been blessed by one, and the last, of Odin's children."

The alien's attention was back on you, and the intensity of his gaze had you trembling. He was staring at you, looking through you, and reading you like a book.

"What a pitiful yet fortunate creature you are."

It was like the oxygen had been sucked from your lungs, and when he moved, you found yourself flinching and scooting backward.

He had leaned down again, and his large hand had grabbed the side of your face. The feeling of his skin on yours made your skin crawl, and the urge to vomit was growing.

Thor wasn’t having it. He was thrashing about; the metal that was encasing his body was bending and stretching with each move.

His cries of anger and the desperation in his eyes were heartbreaking. And it was only shut up by the alien who had taken you. A piece of metal flew to Thor’s mouth and held it in place, preventing him from yelling.

More grunts and muffled noises could be heard from the god, but you could no longer see him now. The purple man was blocking your view.

But, despite that, he was still talking to Thor.

"It is a shame, Thor Odinson. I take pity on the both of you, and I apologize, for it seems that fate has not been kind to either of you. But, we must make sacrifices. It is unfortunate that your beloved had to be one of them."

Then, suddenly, the alien turned his gaze back to you, and his dark eyes bore into yours. He was staring directly into your soul.

"Fear not, small child,” he said, his voice sounding almost calm. “You will not have to endure the pain and suffering as I did.”

The words that left his mouth did not give you comfort. It was quite the opposite.

Thor came back into your viewpoint as the purple man had moved, and when your eyes met his, all you saw was a mixture of panic and despair.

Thor's expression had you feeling a type of way. You could feel your stomach sink.

You weren’t dumb. You were far from it.

You knew where this was going, and your mind was screaming, screaming for you to do something, anything.

Run.

Fight.

Scream.

Just do something.

But all you did was stare. Stare at the man that you loved. The man that loved you. The man who had saved you countless times.

But he couldn’t save you now, even when you cried out his name in a soft voice, that frail, humane part of you begging him with your eyes to stop this from happening.

To stop it from hurting.

He couldn’t.

All he could do was look at you, look as you were taken. Look as you were pulled away from him.

All he could do was stare and scream.

It was the loudest, most horrific sound you had ever heard. It was worse than the explosion.

It was worse than anything.

It was the cry of a man who had just lost the last thing that gave him purpose.

It was the sound of a god being torn to pieces.

And it was all because of you.

That was the last thing you heard. That was the last image that burned itself into your brain.

The sound of Thor and his desperate screams was the last thing you remembered.

Everything after that was darkness.

No memories, no thoughts, nothing.

Just darkness.

All he wanted was you.

All he needed was you.

And now, all he had left was the memory of you: that and his broken heart.

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Red Alert [Brodinsons]

Part of the Brother Collection A link to my Regular Masterlist is HERE Summary: An assassin gets into Thor's room and Loki meets someone unexpected in the rush to his bedside. Warnings: Brotherly feels. Mild peril. Mild flirting. Thor being an idiot. (w/c 1.6k)

Loki scowled disapprovingly towards the doorway of the communal living area. There seemed to be some sort of commotion.

He let out a scathing sigh, the ineffectual gesture lessening the annoyance somehow. Suddenly the doors flew open, a harassed looking Natasha hanging around the frame. Her grip on the handle, the look in her eyes. Concern, he thought. He frowned. No. Panic. And that could mean only one thing. A red alert.

Loki stood immediately, letting the book in his lap slide to the floor. “What news?” he said with readiness, casting a wary glance out the window as seidr began to glow in the nest of his palms.

It was mid-morning. A sea of blue skies and untouched skyscrapers. No chitauri. It was a start. “It’s your brother,” Nat said, catching her breath. Loki rolled his eyes, starting to lower himself again; but she countered with an exasperated wave of her hand back and forth. “No...no you don’t understand Loki. He’s hurt – it was an assassin.”

“What?!” Loki thundered, beginning to stride to the doorway. He breezed past Natasha. “Why didn’t you tell me?!” he spat, before hurrying to the elevator. “I did tell you. Right now, asshole-” she shouted, but Loki paid her no mind. He repeatedly pressed the elevator button with his thumb. “Blasted...midgardian…” - he slammed a palm against the metal. It dented. Right on cue, the doors pinged open. Loki grit his teeth, cursing his luck. Because of course, who was it inside? You. Naturally. “Hello.” he said bluntly. It was cold. “Hello,” you replied warily. He felt your eyes glance down his body and back to his face with that same look Natasha had. Norns, he must look awful in these accursed sweatpants. You cleared your throat softly. “Are you...alright, Loki?” “No.” he snarled, squinting at the small floor directory above the buttons. He sighed, wringing his hands as he chided his rudeness. Even in a situation such as this, his manners should not desert him. Gods above, you smelled incredible. You must think him an uncouth monster. He felt himself lick his lips, turning towards you with pleading eyes. “Which of these circular effects brings one to the medical bay?” Your reached forwards and pressed one. Loki stared at the illuminated light. Tears were beginning to well in his eyes. “Thank you,” he murmured, staring at the floor as the elevator began to move. “Loki?” you probed.

The gentleness of your voice made him want to crawl into your embrace and never leave. He saw you step closer out the corner of his eye. “What’s happened?” Loki bristled as your hand touched his shoulder. Ever so softly. He looked up, meeting the gaze he dreamt so often of. Only empathy swam in those beautiful irises, flashing with veins of otherworldly hues. “My brother-” he heard himself choke. “He’s um-” Loki cleared his throat, “-unwell.” “Unwell?” you repeated, frowning.

“Attacked.” Loki corrected, his brows slanting in an attempt to stop himself bursting into tears. “I’m sorry, it’s all been rather sudden.”

What happened next would come crashing back to Loki in the hours that followed in vivid technicolour. But for now all he felt was two hands twisting him gently, two arms sliding over his shoulders as he stood with his limbs limp to the side.

“Oh, Loki” you breathed near his ear as he stood wide-eyed and stunned. The skin of your cheek pressed against his own, your breasts snug to the thin fabric of his t-shirt. The comforting warmth of you seeped from your body to his. Loki could swear he could feel your heartbeat. How he wished it beat for him. “I’m sorry, I had no idea” you whispered apologetically, cupping the back of his head. “Do you want me to come with you?” Loki opened his mouth and closed it again. You were stroking his hair, now. Am I dead? Loki wondered, as the elevator dinged its arrival. Is this Valhalla?

He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling the unruly beast in his sweatpants twitch to life. Curses, he chided. Your brother lies at deaths door. Now is not the time for foolishness of the heart. Or the loins.

The doors opened. “Come on,” you said before Loki had a chance to decline your request.

He was suddenly acutely aware that your hand was intertwined with his, leading him quickly through the corridors of the winding medical bay. You stopped at a window, your face perking as you turned to him. Loki watched your lips form a word which floated away before it materialised, instead opting to cup his cheeks with your hands. “All will be well,” you said, casting another quick glance inside the window. Loki steeled himself before doing the same.

His faced scrunched, seeing Thor sprawled on a tiny hospital bed. Three doctors busied themselves while Tony and Steve looked on in the midst of hushed conversation. Their concern was palpable. “He’s all I have,” Loki whispered as he looked on, feeling tears prick his eyes again. When he would recall this moment, he would be unsure if he said it out loud. You lowered your hands to his, giving them a squeeze. “Go to him,” you breathed. And Loki did. Steve and Tony looked up as he entered, giving him a consolatory nod and beckoning him over. Loki made his way in wide steps, ensuring that no wires or bleeping machines were disturbed. The three men looked at each other. Clearly, Loki thought, there are no answers. There was only one question on the god’s mind.

“Will he live?” Loki strained, looking over at his brother’s pathetic form. Stark snorted. “Muscles? Yah, he’ll live. Take more than a nasty knock on the head to get rid of that bozo.” In a flash Loki had grabbed the front of Tony’s t-shirt, twisting the chunk of fabric so tight he could hear the seams squeak. “Have a care how you speak about my brother, metal man” Loki hissed venomously, “or you shall occupy the bed next to him.” “Woah, woah..” Steve pushed them apart with all the care one would take with a wild stallion. “Emotions are high, let’s just stay together on this…”

“He’s said worse,” Tony grumbled, as Loki’s grip loosened. “I am his kin. I am allowed to say such things,” the god spat. “Now what do we know of this assassin? Apart from the fact they are unskilled at their craft.”

“Nice,” Tony grinned, making Steve roll his eyes. The captain began to pace in small circles as he spoke. “Not much. Fled the scene by the time the alarm was raised.” Loki frowned. “Who raised the alarm?” “Asgardian barbie over there,” Tony gestured. Thor groaned, turning slightly. “Crawled into the corridor on his hands and knees, concussion, yelling about being attacked in his room.” Loki folded his arms, eyes narrowed. “Is that all?” “A man,” Steve added. “That’s all. It’s all we’ve got so far – forensics are in there now.”

“Forensics,” Loki scoffed. “There is no need...any assassin who would dare come after my brother will be known to us. Let us go to source.”

While he spoke, Loki made his way to the bedside, shooing the doctor fiddling with Thor’s bandaged head.

“Dude he has concussion. Con-cus-sion,” Tony needled, shrugging sarcastically towards Steve. “Pretty sure they get concussions on Asgard too if you hit hard enough, right?” Loki ignored him. He manifested a stool, perching upon it and gently cupping his brother’s hand with his own.

“Brother?” he murmured. Thor’s eyelids fluttered.

“B-brother?” came the husky response.

Loki smiled broadly, his breaths quickening. “Brother!” he sighed, relieved, “I was worried I had…”

-lost you. Another time, perhaps; Loki thought.

He lowered closer to Thor, ensuring that no words could be misheard. “Can you describe the man who attacked you?” he said slowly, accounting for his brother’s lessened physical state and already questionable skills of interpretation.

Thor grumbled, his forehead creasing. “It was dark...the curtains...drawn. I…wasn’t ready-” “Yes, brother?” “-searching for my under-garments on the floor and turned and...there he was, crouched and suddenly he stood – tall...muscular in the darkness...- right in the corner...near the dressing room-”

“Go on,” Loki encouraged, squeezing Thor’s hand. “He had long hair, like yours...but lighter, I think-” “Right…” Loki said slowly, beginning to frown as his brother continued. “It all happened so quickly Loki, he was naked- I…”

“You’re doing well, brother- “the dark god said, patting his hand. A smirk had begun to curl at the corner of his lips. “I was caught off guard- tried to headbutt him, but...but I fear he struck me first-” Thor gestured weakly to his bandaged head, faint tinges of blood beginning to soak through. “Very good. Get some rest now.” Loki chirped, standing. “Although don’t let him fall asleep,” he announced to the doctors, who were regarding the dark-haired god with abject suspicion. “He can’t afford to lose any more brain function.”

“Well?” Steve motioned for Loki to come closer, “what exactly are we dealing with here? Does he remember anything?” His eyes were glossy with concern. Ready to kick some ass in spandex; retribution for his friend’s ordeal. “No,” Loki stated bluntly.

Tony rolled his eyes, “I told you.”

A wry chuckle crept from Loki’s throat, a solitary finger curling over his lips as he savoured the moment. “Forensics are there now, you say?” Steve nodded, “should be finishing up any moment.” Loki glanced at the clock, and then at the small window separating the room from the main corridor. You were gone. “They will find blood on my brother’s garishly large mirror,” he drawled mysteriously as he paced towards the door. He looked over his shoulder, noting the smirk beginning to twist Tony’s face while Steve watched him leave, aghast. “And now if you’ll excuse me, gentleman” Loki said, opening the door with a flourish, “I must try to catch someone at the elevators.”

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[drghostwrite]

When Lightning Strikes…

Pairing: Thor Odinson x reader

Note: so excited but I’ve been on a Marvel kick recently and I wanna write some Thor material, this will most likely be a multi part story. To preface I’m writing as if there’s a Goddess of War (reader) and you have powers very similar to Hela.

Summary: God of Thunder and Goddess of War, how two unlikely souls become one fate.

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Your had a pounding headache as you laid there recovering what had just happened. One second you were in battle and the next you were being thrown back through a portal, head making contact with the ground as lightning made contact spread from the top of your shoulder down to your wrist. You weren’t sure what happened but now you were somewhere different.

You looked down at where it made contact dark tendrils spread mixed with flecks of gold as if you had gotten a fresh tattoo.

———time jump———

2 years later, you were walking into shield the black satin button up covering the dark scars down your arm and the tattoos accompanying them, you only had a few traditional runes and a vine wrapping your upper bicep but your other arm was where the lightning had struck, gold permanently embedded in skin from your armour. Your heels clicked against the granite flooring as you made your way up to your suite, being a higher level SHEILD agent had its perks but being an Avenger did to.

You stepped off the elevator into the common room, you were surprised to see all the Avengers gathered on the couches, Natasha caught your eye and waved you in.

“So team meeting?” You chuckled at everyone.

“Not exactly,” she responded but before she could finish the elevator dinged with a stop at your current floor. The doors slowly opened revealing an ecstatic Steve and another tall, chiseled blonde. You slowly turned the rest of your body immediately catching his eye, you saw him look you up and down, his eyes wandering over every inch of your body the way your ripped jeans hugged you lower body as the black top paired with the black heels boots complemented your skin tone, the way your green eyes were almost storm cloud gray.

“Point break!” You heard Tony yell as the team went to greet him. Natasha sat there unmoving and eyed you.

“Hmm..” she said and laughed to herself as she watched you entire interaction.

“What?…”

“nothing.” She said, she’s seen Thor look at plenty of women but nothing like that, the rest of the night was spent catching up with one of their long awaited friends arrival.

———A few weeks later———

You heard an alarm going off, turning over Friday flashed a message, power surge in one of the lower levels.

“Wanda!” You quickly jumped out of your bed and ran towards the stairs to get to her room. After vision died she’d been having nightmares, they were getting better but every so often she overloads and will have a surge, with you being a god you can withstand the surges so you became a haven for her someone she could lean on.

your heart raced as you flew down the flights of stairs, your feet moved incredibly fast propelling you faster, after three flights you burst through the door and ran towards her room. You could see tendrils of red seeping from the room, you entered to a screaming Wanda, rushing to her side you scooped her into your arms.

“Wanda… love it’s me Y/N, wake up… Wanda wake up.” She tossed in your arms, her powers started to pull a shelf over and quickly you used your power to counter act it a long white sword pinning it back against the wall, though you had let your guard down and with one last scream her powers threw you against the wall.

You laid there for a moment before turning on your side, your vision adjusting to see the crack in the drywall, your body now screamed in pain. You’d taken plenty of hits in your lifetime but not many hurt that much. You heard heavy footsteps and a very concerned Thor rounded the corner followed by Steve and Natasha. His first instinct was to check on you, he came over to you and helped you up.

“Med-bay?” He asked.

“No, my room.” You said before laying your head on his chest as he picked you up bridal style. He opened the door to your room and laid you on your bed.

“Oh gods.” You winced at the pain, drawing a slight inward hiss.

“Let me see?” He sort of said but also asked.

“I-can’t, Thor it hurts.” You were sitting and he was sideways to you you leaned you body against his chest as he ran a soothing hand over your back, he slipped the same hand under your shirt feeling for anything out of place, your shoulder the one you had landed on.

“I think you dislocated your shoulder.” He said gently.

“Can you put it back?” You asked.

“If you want me to but..”

“it’ll hurt I know.” You whined, wanting it to be over with, he turned so you could position you arm against him as he popped it back into place, it was painful but quickly and you started to feel some relief, though you did heal faster and it was finally letting that process start.

He pulled his shirt off to make a makeshift sling and as he tied it around you he saw the scars, the lighting strikes.

“these scars?”

“it’s from a battle a few years back, the gold is from my armor.”

“it’s from my lightning, I can feel it… it’s strange, it kills most mortals.”

“it’s because I’m not actually a mortal.” You frowned slightly. Your gray eyes met his icy blues, stories being shared, “it’s not an easy story to tell.” You smiled shyly, a tear falling as your memories recalled.

Thats when he shocked you the most, he leaned forward and kissed you, this mighty god of thunder and lightning kissed you. He rested his forehead on yours, “We both have very tragic stories.” You felt the tears falling, you’ve never shared that story with anyone else, not even Nat fully knew all the tragedy you’ve faced, years of doubt and anger all came crashing down on your exhausted frame in that moment.

“It’s okay love.” He said climbing into your bed and pulling you into his strong chest wrapping you in muscular arms. He pulled the blanket up over you both as you inhaled his calming scent. You felt safe with him, like he was home and you let it all fall away. You woke up in the morning to find he never left, your shoulder fully healed just a little sore, you stayed in his arms falling back into a peaceful slumber. You weren’t sure how long this would last, forever or just last night but you still wanted to stay here as long as possible, everything else could wait.

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[rockofagesloki]

Y/n : Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Loki: You’re a hazard to society

Thor : And a coward. DO TWENTY.

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y\n babysitting Loki and Thor for 4 mins

y\c\n=your character name. your the actress and fans made this. (this is a start for a series and its not always the same story)

y\n was tiered. she just came home from filming y\m\m\n (your marvel movie name) she played y\c\n. she was Loki and Thor s sister and also the goddess of life. she quickly changed to her comfy clothes and opened her phone while eating the food she had cooked before leaving. Tom (Hiddelston) had send her a video ''y\c\n babysitting Thor and Loki for 4 full mins''.

y\n laughed at the title before clicking on the video. the intro came in that included some pictures of marvel movies and the name of the video then it started. the first was for Thor Ragnarok, it was the scene were doctor strange was talking about were Odin was.

"so earth has wizards now?" Thor said

y\n rolled her eyes: "just tell us were our father is!"

then it was time for him to bring back Loki.

strange opened a portal to were Odin was standing and Thor was about to go in "wait!" y\n said before he can go in   "something wrong?" asked Thor

"what do you think?" she turned her look to strange "Loki?"

"oh yes!" he opened a portal in which Loki fell from.

"I HAVE BEEN FALLING, FOR 30 MINS!" Loki shouts angry then pulls out his daggers. he wants to go forward when y\n uses her magic to make the daggers disappear Loki look at her confused."nope! not now." she says before Loki looks at strange with a threatening look.

"ummm.....bye!" strange says before pushing them into the portal.

The next video starts. its for (y\m\m\n:1). y\n remembers Thor s line! it was something humiliating for Loki. exactly then Loki made an innocent look at y\c\n but then she said "no Loki, no you cant stab Thor. again!"

"oh come on! he deserves it!" he says annoyed

"NO!"

he rolls his eyes.

the next videos were also from y\m\m\n. in this scene y\c\n was going to shield to check some files while leaving Thor and Loki alone.

"ok so i will be leaving for 2 hours! in that paper is everything you should not do" you said putting your cote on

"this just says 'no' you sure its correct?" Thor asks confused

"yeah i just wanted to stop you from making any possible mess."

in the next one y\c\n was reading a shield file when Thor and Loki come to her

"y\c\n i was thinking......" Thor starts

"no" she says not looking up

" you did not even listened!" Loki says

"i have seen your planes before, i dont need to hear this one!"

"but...." Thor tries to continue

"no"

"y\c\n....." Loki retries

"NO!"

the next one was also in Ragnarok. it was when Y\C\N and Thor were ,meeting Valkery.

" you know i wanted to be a valkery when i was younger!" Thor starts " but then i got older and found out they were only women s and.....i mean no...not that i have problem with women i love them! sometimes to much i just....."

"Thor.....shut up!" y\c\n says rolling her eyes.

"ok"

the next one was in the first parts of the movie. Thor was yelling at Loki " how could you? i thought you were dead! we mourned for you!" then he turns to y\c\n "can you believe him?"

"yes of course! he never dies!" you rolled your eyes at Thor s confused face

the next one was for 'Loki s1':

"wait so there are other versions of my brothers?" y\c\n asked mobius

"yes there is!" he answered

" oh no.....to of them are bad enough!"

the last  two ones were for for y\m\m\n: 2

in this one Loki hurt himself trying to protect some important object and y\c\n was healing his wounds. when it finished, she looked up and he smiled at her but she slapped him and then hugged him.

the last video was Thor snapping at Loki for something he did and ended lit by looking at y\c\n.

" i agree with Thor, we trusted you! how could you?" she shouted at Loki but before he could answer she turned to Thor and slapped him twice in the face "and....im the only one who can shout or hurt any of you! got it?'' they both nodded confused.

" now we will continue this later. we are in the middle of the road!"

the video ended with a 'thanks for watching'

y\n could not stop laughing and it got worse when she saw Toms text: i still think i didnt deserved the slap.

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