#|| some princes don't become kings || (loki)

[thehorrorgirlstyles]

Be my Queen

King!Loki x Commoner!reader

Warnings: Royal AU, Mentions of death, Swearing, 18+ content, blood, violence, mature themes, sexual themes & words, dark themes

Note: I am not an expert with Royal titles, I tried as closely to follow what I know, but there could be some mistakes such as status.

Summary: Loki has taken a liken to you, wanting you to be his queen....his mother has other plans in mind.

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"Mother, MOTHER!" you yell out, running towards her. The guards drag her limp body away from you, she leaves a trail of blood behind. "PLEASE MOTHER!" You cry out as they disappear around the corner. You keep running, trying to reach her, but she's gone and you can't seem to keep up. You can't feel your body as tears stream down your face. You continue to run, but you end up back where you started. Blackness surrounds you as you drift off losing consciousness. Your eyes close and you feel yourself falling, hitting the floor with a "thump!".

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You wake up in a cold sweat, breathing deeply. This has been the third time you've had this nightmare this week. The recurring dream of your mother haunts you, but you know that it isn't true. It's just a nightmare. She passed away in her sleep due to a disease, your own father told you when you were eight asking, "Where mommy has gone?". So why do you keep having this nightmare you wonder?

You get out of bed and head to the bathroom. You have no time to think about the dream as you have more important things to do today. Loki's ceremony where he will be announced King happens in a few days. As the daughter of the Royal Advisor and executive officer, it is your job to help the servants and ladies-in-waiting with making sure everything is ready when the day comes. The kingdom has been over crowded as of late as the commoners and people of the kingdom are excited to see Loki become king. It is believed that he will be a great ruler as he is kind and compassionate to those of less status. You especially are happy to see Loki become King, he deserves it.

When you get out of the shower, you sit down at your vanity and brush your hair. Looking into the mirror you realize what this means for Loki and you. He will have to take a Queen and you have little to no status. You only reside in the palace because your dad is their right hand man. Queen Frigga has been like a mother figure to you as your family grew up serving the royal family and has provided your family with the honor of residing in her kingdom of Asgard, her saying that it will be easier to call on you if you live in their quarters. When your mother passed, Frigga told you that you would take her place and become her lady-in-waiting as soon as you turned 18, which happens to be the same day as Loki's ceremony.

As you and Loki grew up together, you developed feelings. You have been seeing Loki since you guys were 16. You don't know how you'll be able to see him grow old with someone else, but you know he'll have to. You finish up getting ready when you hear a knock sound on your door. You tighten your robe around yourself, walking towards the noise.

"Yes?" you answer the door looking out to see Emma, a servant.

"Hello m'lady Prince Loki asked me to give these to you" She comes in and hangs 2 dresses on your closets doors. One is green, the other gold, both covered in diamonds each stunningly gorgeous.

"He said to choose which one you like best to wear today as well as the jewelry I laid out on your bed" She points to the Emerald earrings and diamond necklace.

"You can find him in the enchanted garden when you're done and I'll be back later to clean up your room" She walks out closing your door.

You look at the dresses deciding on which one to wear. Loki has been gifting you presents for quite some time. While you enjoy them you also feel like it's too much. You should be helping the servants, instead your playing dress up, living a life that only someone of royal status should.

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"Y/n" Loki looks at you with a small smile on his face.

You walk into the garden coming face to face with Loki.

"I see you chose the green my favorite color...You look beautiful in anything you wear my love, but you look breath taken right now" He grabs your hand, pulling you in closer. He wraps his arm over your waist, kissing you passionately.

After a minute, you back away and put your hand on his chest, "Loki, I-I..."

He looks into your eyes with concern, "What is it darling, are you alright?"

"Loki why I appreciate the grand gestures and the big fancy dresses, you can't keep doing this".

"Doing what, I don't understand..do you not like the dress, I can have another made for you my dear" he pushes a strand of your hair out of your face, his arm still holding your waist.

"No its not that...its jus-...its just that your going to be king soon and I'm no one Loki" "Your going to have to take a Queen and I am simply your servant...a commoner at best.. I'm only here because of my father"

"Y/n my love for you is stronger than any title, if being King means that I lose you.. then I shall simply stay a Prince" "However, since I can chose who will be my Queen, when I become King, I chose to take you as mine"

You look at him in shock, "bu-But Loki I'm not a Princess, it's goes against the rules".

"It doesn't matter darling, I will have the highest authority, what I say shall go and if anyone dares to say something I will deal with it myself" "Titles don't mean anything to me, in my eyes you are so much more, you have always been since I first laid my eyes on you back when we were only little beings"

A tear slips from your eyes and he wipes it away. You kiss him deeply and he roughly grabs your hips pulling you in closely. Everyday you crave his touch, you will never get enough of him. He pulls you towards the stone wall in the garden. Your back hits the wall and he hikes your leg up. You wrap it around his hip as you grind against each other.

"God, I can't wait to make you my Queen" he groans out, grabbing your neck and deepening the kiss. He's rough with his movement like he hasn't touched you in days. Your dress prevents you from actually doing anything right now, your corset feeling like its knocking the breath out of you. It is probably a good thing since you are in a public place where anyone could walk by. The garden mostly being inclosed by large glass windows and a few stone walls.

"Fuck" he slams his hand by your head, against the stone. "Shall we go to my bed chambers right now?, I need to take you Y/n.. you are making me a madman" He moves towards your neck, biting and sucking, making you moan out.

"While that sounds like a lovely idea my Lord, we both have duties to attend to and I think we have lost track of time" you giggle out, wrapping your hands around his neck.

"I don't mind losing myself in you" He goes back to your waist, pulling you in closely, meeting your mouth. You kiss him back, both moaning into it.

You hear someone clear their throat. You both quickly back away from each other. Your face reddens as you realize it's his mother that interrupted you.

Loki pulls his shirt down and tugs on his collar, sorting out his suit. He clears his throat, "uh- Mother what seems to be the matter?"

Frigga looks between the both of you. You can't tell, but there seems to be something behind her eyes that doesn't look happy. Even though she smiles and walks further into the garden to meet you, "Son, Princess Amor is here to meet with you, she is in the foyer with Duke William".

Loki goes to complain, but is stoped by Frigga, "It is advise that you see to her, now" She gives her son a warning look. Frigga has been trying to set her son up with a Princess over the last few weeks.

He sighs and looks to you, "I'll be back as soon as I can" he gives you a sympathetic look and kisses the top of your head, walking out the garden.

Frigga watches him leaves and looks to you, "Dear, walk with me will you?"

"Of course Frigga" you give her a small smile and go to start walking.

She stops you, "Its your majesty". You look at her, she's never once made you call her that, it has always been Frigga since you were little, but you nod and she smiles at you.

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You guys walk to the end of the palace outside to where the dungeon is kept, she opens the door to the basement and you look at her.

"Why are we going down here?"

"Why my dear, I simply wish to show you a part of the plaace you haven't seen before is all" She smiles, but it doesn't meet her eyes. You can't help but feel that something is wrong, but you follow her down the stairs.

It's cold and dark, the stairs seeming to go on forever. You finally reach the bottom and see a bunch of rooms some with prison bars. You guys walk to the end of the hall. On the way you peep into one of the rooms and see blood smeared on the walls, chains hanging from the ceiling.

You can't help but ask, "What exactly do you use this place for?"

She turns around and motions you to continue following her. You reach the end of the hall and enter the biggest room of the dungeon. Inside is more chains and a large table in the middle that looks like a guillotine.

"To answer your question, this area of the palace is used for anyone that crosses the kingdom, such as traitors or thieves"

"So like a prison, where they serve out their time...pay back their debt?" You ask looking around the room.

"Yes exactly..except they don't serve out their time.. you seen we have other rules around here that we have to enforce in order to keep the peasant in control, an eye for a eye if you will".

You stop your movements and look at her, "You kill them!?"... "But Loki would never dare to do such a thing".

She laughs, "Yes I see my son is a little too weak to carry out these things, which is why I carry out the orders".

"You command the guards to kill...but why Frigga?.. they're still people, people with families and children".

"IT'S QUEEN FRIGGA TO YOU AND YOU WILL ADRESS ME A SUCH!" she yells at you. You jump back in shock. "They should have thought about that before crossing me..GUARDS SEIZE HER!"

You look up and see five men come rushing in, they grab you roughly. You try to get away from them, but their hands dig into your skin, making you cry out, "Wh-What are you doing?" You look to Frigga. Why is she doing this to you?

"You see dear my son is deeply in love with you and I can't have that, it makes him weak, and you are no one..a nobody, he needs to marry someone of royal status... a Princess" "I let you both have your fun, but now he will be crowned King in a few days".

"B-But I don't understand you practically raised me, my family has been apart of yours for so long.. I looked at you like you were my own mother!"

"I know dear and I'm sorry for that, your father has been quite loyal to us and I to have looked at you as my daughter, but the fact is that you aren't.. and I need my son to marry someone that will be an asset to our kingdom.. you are simply not that, its nothing personal dear".

The guards move you towards the table, strapping you to it with ropes. You squirm as you try to get free, but it's no use the ropes burn against your skin. "He'll never forgive you for this..Loki will never look at you the same!" You cry out.

"He won't know it was me.. neither will your father, he will still be serving us as if you never existed" She laughs in your face, "Just like he did with your mom"

"What?" You look at her, "My mom died of disease".

"Is that what he told you?" .. "I had her taken away and killed, she was a pest, my husband couldn't seem to take his eyes off her, so I got rid of her and him".

It wasn't a dream? It was real? The guards really did drag her away and you saw it happen..

More tears stream down your face. Frigga comes up to you and pets your hair, "Shhhh sweetie its okay it will be over soon, I am truly sorry it had to come to this.. I would have had you just marry off to someone else, but you're ruined. I know Loki ruined you and no one wants a whore of a woman who has slept with another man".

"Please, don't do this.. Please Frigga I beg of you!" You cry out in a last attempt to save your life.

"Shh we wasted enough time, soon Loki will come looking for her and we need to get rid of her body, hurry up and pull the lever!" She shouts to the guards.

"Can't we have a little fun with her first, I mean she is just stunning" You hear a guard say.

"You can have fun with her after you kill her, she won't fight you back because she'll be dead, less hard on you." Frigga replies sounding annoyed.

You look at them in disgust, how could this woman you once thought of a mom do this to you?

"Oh but I like the chase, I like when they fight back, screaming out for someone to come to the rescue, but no one hears them" He smirks at you and touches your face. You whimper and flinch away from his touch.

"If you make it quick, then I'll grant you the permission".

The guards smiles at Frigga's response and gets on top of you, he rips the dress, your corset showing, while only a piece of fabric remains on your arms. You try to fight back against him, "STOP, PLEASE, SOMEBODY HELP, HELP ME!" You scream out.

He chuckles at your cries, "It's a shame that we have to kill you afterwards, such a waste of a pretty face".

Suddenly a man barges into the room, "MY QUEEN!" he looks to Frigga, frightened.

"What is it!"

"THE PRINCE, HES COMING, A GUARD TOLD HIM WHAT YOU WHERE PLANNING!"

Frigga face pales, "HURRY UP GET OFF THE GIRL, KILL HER NOW!"

The guard gets off of you immediately and while you're thankful he couldn't progress any further, you are also now scared for death faces you.

Frigga decides that the guards are taking too long of a time, as you see her push one out of her way and walk towards the lever. You screams out for help. When your prayers are answered.

"STOP THIS ISNTANT!" Loki opens the door.

Frigga's hand pauses in front of the lever. Tears continue to stream down your face.

"BACK AWAY FROM HER!" Loki rushes to your side and begins undoing the ropes which hold you down. You look at him and see a look that you've never seen before. He is beyond angry.

"Loki I-" Frigga begins.

"DO NOT SPEAK TO ME!" he raises his voice, not even looking at his mother.

He finally gets you free and helps you off the table. Your dress or what's left of it falls off your body due to the rip. Loki looks at you in disbelif. He pulls you to him and holds your sobbing body as you shake with fear. He shushes you, continuing to hold you as you cry. He looks and sees all the bruises that litter your body. He snaps his head to the guards around him and then he finally looks to his mother.

"How could you do this?" he says barely above a whisper. "I will never forgive you for this, you are no mother to me and you are certainly not a Queen".

"Loki, I was only trying to save Asgard's future..Your future" Frigga pleads with him. You look and see tears forming in her eyes. How ironic you think.

Loki looks to the guards ignoring his mother, "Who touched her?". No one replies. "WHO FUCKING TOUCHED HER!" The guards flinch with fear.

"It was him, he tried t-to ra- me" You point to the guard that was on top of you. Loki looks at you and pulls you back into him.

"I want you to get on that table and pull the lever" he looks at the guard.

"What- But- but- I- she" the guard quivers in fear.

"Stay right here darling and close your eyes" Loki kisses the top of your head and lets you go. He walks over to the guard and you hear him punch him.

"Please, it was a mistake, I didn't mean to touch your lady my Lord" you hear him grunt out. Loki grabs the guard by his collar and throws him under the guillotine.. You hear the guard scream out as the blade cuts into his neck. Loki wipes the blood off his face that splattered on him, "Anyone else?" he looks around the room and back to you.

You finally open your eyes meeting his, your eyes fall to the lifeless body on the floor, but Loki moves to block your view. You quietly shake your head.

"Alright then, what shall I do with the use of you" .. "How about we start with you mother" Frigga looks up, scared when she sees the look in her son's eyes.

"Guards lock her away in one of the dungeon rooms, until I figure out what to do with her, maybe I'll let sweet Y/n decide, since it was her life you so blindly casted aside".

"Son-" Loki cuts her pleads off, "GUARDS!"

The guards look between each other not knowing who's orders to follow.

"I AM YOUR KING YOU WILL OBEY ME!" Loki yells out. The guards rush to grab Frigga, dragging her away. The image reminds you of your mother, funny you think, what goes around, comes around.

As soon as they're gone Loki rushes to your side. You see the pain in his eyes as he stares at you. "I am so very deeply sorry my darling, I should have known my mother would go behind my back like this" .. "I promise you I won't let any harm come to you ever again, we will rule together, you will be my Queen, Asgard's Queen, you deserve it more than any Princess, Y/n".

"As long as I am with you Loki, I don't care if I am Queen or a commoner". He holds on to you tightly with the promise of never letting go.

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Timeskip: 5 years later

"My Queen what color do you wish for the baby's room?"

"Hmmm I believe a dark shade of green would go nicely" You smile at Emma and rub your growing belly. "It's Loki's favorite Color".

Note: This was a longer one, as always hoped you enjoyed! :)

[smolvenger]

The King of Asgard (Loki x fem! Reader Oneshot)

Synopsis: As the wife of Prince Loki of Asgard, you suddenly discover that Odin and Thor are gone. You are made queen and your dear husband is king. But a king needs an heir...

Word Count: 5K

Warnings: SMUT Y'ALL!!! 18+ Breeding Kink and Vanilla P in V sex and dirty talk. Some angst in the beginning but lots of hurt/comfort regarding his discovery about being a Frost Giant. Some married fluff. I use the canon events in Thor 1 but stretch out the timeline because it's my fic and I can do what I want. References to fairy tales because I'm a slut for literary references.

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A/N: Since seeing Thor 1 in its completion this has been in my head. I don't usually write for the big man Loki himself too often- but it's a treat to do so! Maybe I will do more of this stuff if I get more ideas! REBLOGS, COMMENTS, DMS, AND ASKS ABOUT MY WORK ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED! Also, I don't know if Frigga is also Freya the goddess of love and sex in this universe when I wrote this but her character is clearly more FRIGGA than Freya...so yeah...mea culpa

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You had many regrets in your life. But marrying Prince Loki was not one of them.  When he asked you, you threw your arms around him and kissed him repeating one word- “Yes!”

You never regretted the day you wore a jeweled veil and walked down that aisle. You never regretted vowing before all the gods that you were his and he was yours. You never regretted becoming Princess of Asgard. Not if it meant the love of your life could become your husband.

Some whispered that your choice was unusual. That it was the wrong prince. That you should have married Thor. After all, it seemed obvious he was going to be the heir. But things did not happen in your heart the way they did. Thor was jovial and friendly to you. But before your betrothal, he liked you as a sister. No more, no less. Even if Odin commanded it, Thor would object to the match. If Thor learned to reign in his arrogance someday, you thought, he would make a fine lover to some lucky person!

Other than being the most beautiful man you had ever beheld, Loki was intelligent. Full of elegance as well as guile. Well-read, polite, patient, and charming, but could hold his own in any battle. It seemed you were one of the few people who recognized that. That was one of many reasons why he loved you.

You both attended feasts side by side. He would flirt with you even though you were still about a year into marriage.

“Why, it is too bad that such loveliness is sitting by herself tonight! May I have the seat next to her?” Loki would croon as he sat in the chair next to you.

 You danced every dance together at balls. You especially loved spending free hours exploring the Asgardian library together. Reading works from all Nine Realms. Sometimes until you both fell asleep by the fireplace. Not to mention his finesse in the bedroom.

Loki confessed of his wedding day nerves to you in private. He feared…displeasing you on your wedding night. But your mutual passion and reverence for each other won over all else. Every time you coupled, you brought each other to Valhalla and back again. You learned about each other’s bodies like studying maps. Each minute of lovemaking was both exploration and worship of each other.

Lately, the two of you were careful. You had your own special tea to drink before or after it happened. At most, he would spill his seed somewhere that wasn’t between your legs. You knew so much was happening. Becoming a parent would put more stress on both of you. Especially considering Odin was about to name his heir.

 Though you both did hope someday to have a child. You knew Loki would be a wonderful father and you wanted to be a mother. You wanted a family. You wanted to have a sweet baby (or two) of your own to cuddle and kiss. To hear it laugh when you tickled it. To welcome their first steps with open arms. To watch it grow. To leave your own mark- a person who was both Loki and you.

Now wasn’t the right time, both of you knew it. When you would sigh about it, he would hug you.

“We will wait, my love…time is our friend…” he’d assure you.

 There were worse things in life. And you might as well enjoy what you had now before it was too late. You were lucky to have him. Many couples lived happy, long lives together without children. You were fortunate to have a man who you could confide anything to. And he in turn confided all his worries to you.

The ceremony arrived. And it was not Loki who was named heir as he hoped. It was Thor.

As you stood next to Loki, you felt him stiffen. Thor smiled and held up Mjonir as the kingdom cheered for him. Looking at your husband, you took his hand. You heard him take in a deep sigh through his nose.

“I know you wanted it…I’m so sorry…” you whispered to him, rubbing a thumb over his palm.

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 One evening when you walked about the garden. The sun was setting and while there was some light, you wanted to admire the roses Frigga grew. Dressed in your golden dress, you knelt to sniff a few red ones. Admiring her work and the peace of the place. You jumped when a guard ran over to you.

“The Prince Loki requests your presence immediately in the castle vaults,” he reported.

Picking up your skirts, you hurried there.

“Loki, where are you? Are you hurt?” you asked as you entered.

He was standing on the steps before the Tesseract’s section. He looked up at the sound of your voice. There were tears in his eyes.

“I…I just spoke with father…” he said.

“What did he say this time?” you asked.

He took a step towards you. More tears fell down his cheeks.

“Y/N…I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have married you, shouldn’t have made you my prisoner…” he said.

Pain curled up in your chest at the words. Their grip tightened your throat and your eyes watered as well as his.

“Prisoner!?! What are you talking about, Loki? You cannot believe every word Odin says! I will talk to him myself right away! How dare he say such cruel things to you! You do deserve me! You do!” you cried.

You reached over to grab his hands and he jerked them back.

“No Asgardian maiden deserves to be sold and made wife to a Frost Giant!” He blurted.

You paused.

“Frost Giant?” you repeated.

All your life you heard whispers of the land of the Frost Giants, or Jotenheim. And they were always violent tales of terror. The large, ice creatures were longtime enemies of your kingdom. It was typical for Thor to boast about how much he would slay if given the chance.

“Stay here…and watch…” Loki instructed.

He put his hand on the Tesseract. Upon contact, his skin turned blue and his eyes red. A frost giant if you ever saw one.

Your eyes widened and you gasped in response, a hand flew over your mouth. Shock made your body lock in place. But you did not turn your eyes from him.

“Oh, Loki!” you cried.

You did not flee. No, you would not. Instead, you ran up and embraced him. He felt cold to the touch. As his hands released the Tesseract you felt him warm up in your arms as his skin turned back to ivory. They curled around your back, and he buried himself in your touch. You felt him shaking. Despite your own surprise, you would not abandon him. Never.

“It’s alright…it’s alright, I’m right here…this is a lot, I know…” you consoled as he cried.

He explained to you that years ago, Odin found an abandoned Frost Giant baby in Jotenheim. He took in the infant to be raised as one of his own. But never telling that young prince the truth about his parentage. Not until an accidental discovery. In a recent battle a Frost Gant touched your husband’s arm, changing your prince’s skin to blue beneath his grip. And blue skin could not lie.

“Do you know what I am, Y/N? I am a monster! That’s who you are married to! A monster!” Loki mourned.

You glanced at the door, then back to him. An idea from a recent library read growing in your head.

“Are you familiar with Midgard Fairy Tales? The ones for children?” you asked.

“No,” he answered.

“You don’t?” you asked.

“Midgard never interested me before…”

Taking him by the hand, you led him back to the library. You found a collection of Midgard Fairy Tales left on your favorite chair. You brought it to him and opened it up, flipping the pages. You then pointed to one story. The first page was illustrated with a ship on the ocean, then a rose, and a grand castle.

“You should read this one right here. It was written years ago by a lady. It is a Midgard Fairy Story called La Belle et La Bete or Beauty and The Beast…” you explained.

Loki took the book. He then flipped the page to see a picture of the eponymous beast.

“I know enough of fairy tales. They’re all the same. There’s some giant or creature who’s always the villain. Kidnapping unwilling maidens and hoarding gold. That is until a prince skewers them. Then there’s great celebration over the killing,” he dismissed.

You placed a hand on the page before he could close it.

“You’re right about one thing. There is a beast in this one…” you continued.

“Oh, and he’s there to do those things so babes will grow up learning to hate me,” Loki complained.

“No! Not in this one he’s not!” you objected.

You turned the page. It showed the Beast smiling with a lady in a rose garden.

“Yes, he is a beast. But do you know what he also is? He is the prince in the story! He might look frightening to some, but beneath it, he is kind and generous! He falls in love and marries a woman who sees that in the end! She doesn’t focus on what makes him monstrous and different- she accepts who he is!”

You set the book down and cupped his face.

 “Because she loves him!”

His jaw dropped, speaking nothing. He leaned into your hand.

“A Frost Giant? Yes. I will learn to adjust to the blue skin…but you are my husband. I could not ask for a better one. And I love you. No matter what…” you said.

He embraced you again and you both cried. Tears of happiness and of sorrow. Blue skin or white. Yellow eyes or blue ones. He was Loki. He was your husband, and you would always stay with him. Besides, it’s what he would have done for you.

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When you went to bed that night, you expected tomorrow to be a day like any other. But instead, you were shaken out of sleep.

“Loki, what is it? It’s too early…” you murmured, half-awake.

You felt your bedside but did not feel the lump of his body.

Wakefulness creeping on you, you saw the guards and a few servants in your bedchambers. You jumped to sit up. You held onto the blankets, your knuckles popping in your grip.

“Where is my husband? Is he alright? What’s going on?” you questioned.

Their eyes were all wide. One servant stepped forward and spoke with gravity.

“The prince Thor is banished. And Odin has fallen into his Odinsleep. Loki is now King of Asgard. And you are it’s Queen.”

It was only four sentences. But it felt like something from a dream. You jolted out of bed to stand. You barely opened your mouth to respond when the servant knelt before you. He took your hand and kissed it in reverence.

“Your highness! Queen of Asgard!” he announced.

All bowed before you in your room.

 You expected many things when you married the god of mischief. Just not this! It felt like one of those Midgard Fairytales happening to you.

When you dressed and hurried to your husband in the throne room. You forgot your new role and froze your steps. He sat on a throne, legs deliciously apart. He took up space now. The throne was entirely his and he was going to use every inch of it. He was decked in the robe of a ruler, not a prince destined to wait in the wings all his life. He had power in him, and you had to confess the aura of it was…. doing something for you. Your legs were buckling beneath your dress. There was that infamous, mischievous smile on him. It made you shiver. Already morning and desire swirled inside you. When his head turned to see you, he lit up. He got up from his throne and walked down. Per habit, you curtsied low. Then, placing a finger beneath your chin, he led you to standing. Your sex beneath your legs clenched at the gesture.

He then grabbed you and lifted you up in a hug where your feet didn’t touch the ground.

“Y/N…darling!” he greeted.

He put you down and placed a kiss on your lips.

“But…are you ready to rule? It won’t be easy…” you worried.

“It will not. But at last, think of everything I could do…lead armies…unite kingdoms…”

Even Jotenheim and Asgard if he decreed it so, you noted. You then smiled at him. He was glowing from pride and joy. He took your hand and kissed it.

“If we’re together through this…we can handle it…” he said.

They placed you to stand by his side on the throne.

 Frigga entered. She bowed to you. Your own knees bucked a little out of habit. Usually you were the one bowing to her! You walked down to her, taking her shoulders.

“Queen mother…I…I’m speechless! …I don’t know how I could ever be a queen as well as you!” you confessed to her.

She kissed your cheek and gave you a patient smile.

“Don’t worry, I will help you. Day by day, step by step, you will learn how.”

“Thank you…what do I do now?”

“You will be crowned this afternoon. The kingdom will be watching. Look at them, your people. And show them you care…” she advised.

The hour arrived for them all. Swarms of people broke in like a flood to the throne room. You felt every eye as a golden crown was placed on your head and as his familiar helmet was placed on Loki.

Remembering Frigga’s advice, you looked down on them. You allowed a smile to grow on you. You smiled as you heard your name being chanted along with your husband's name.

They cheered and bowed to you. Flags were waved and confetti fell like snow across the palace.  Loki got took your hand and lifted it up before them. They began to cry out.

“Hail the King Loki! Hail the Queen Y/N!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

When the sun began to set, a familiar servant ran up to you.

“The King sends his regrets that duties require his immediate attention. He asked for the cooks to go ahead and serve you dinner in his absence,” she announced.

“Thank you,” you replied. An attempt at a regal tone of voice new to you.

The servant bowed and left. She didn’t do that as reverently when you were a mere princess. You ate your dinner alone and then took a rosewater bath right after. You noticed several stray petals floating around in the tub.

Once you finished, you returned to your chambers. It seemed they would stay the same for now. The King’s room was for the Odinsleep. Drying yourself you picked a nightgown. Tonight, it was a white one with a silvery tone to it. It had long sleeves that draped down and had beautiful beading around the bodice. The neckline dipped down to the clasp that secured it. Some might consider it immodest, but it was too beautiful for your resistance. It gave you some very sensual cleavage that you loved (and so would your husband). The skirt then dipped down to the floor, making it feel like a robe, but the material was not so thick that it felt too hot.

If you dressed more like a queen, even at night, you would feel more apt to the role.

What a day it had been. Part of your body ached after such excitement. You sat by your vanity on a cushion. Flowers (including the roses you liked) from the gardens in vases bedecked it. By the candlelight you checked your hair. Sighing in, you relaxed on the seat, admiring the glimpse of the kingdom at night from your curtains. Enjoying a moment of peace.

You then heard his voice outside the door.

“I am now going to bed. Do not disturb us unless there is an emergency,” Loki ordered the servants and guards. Already he was speaking more like a king.

The doors creaked as he opened it and walked inside. Though he was in his own green bedrobes, there was a bounce and urgency to his step. Then he approached you as you sat on the cushion before the vanity. Though his blue eyes did wander hungrily to your low neckline. They then returned up to your face in the mirror’s reflection.

“How is my pretty queen tonight?” he asked.

“I’m good…” you answered.

“Are you tired?” he asked with a tone of concern.

He placed a hand on your shoulder, fingers drumming in anticipation. Was there some old prank he was going to pull that he wanted you to see? What was he going to say?

“Only a little…I’m still taking it in…” you replied.

He embraced you from behind, nuzzling into your neck. You smiled at the contact of feeling his nose against your skin. He smiled as he looked at you in the mirror.

“You always were a queen to me, my dear….” He said.

He kissed your cheek and then lowered his lips to your neck. You smiled, enjoying the increasingly amorous gesture. You felt the tickle of his breath. His soft lips made another kiss in between your neck and clavicle. You melted into it.

“My, Freya has gotten someone enchanted…” you teased.

“It’s not Freya who enchants me…” he husked.

He then turned you around and led you to stand. And laid a desperate kiss on your lips. You wrapped your arms around him. He slid in his tongue. A hand of his crept to hold your back to him. You groaned into it. Already, arousal began its long, sinful climb with its wet signal between your legs. You released lips with a satisfying smack.

“If you continue this, I’ll ring for that tea…” you said.

“No…” he voiced.

“Hmm?”

He held your hands down.

“You won’t need that tea tonight. Or for a while…” he said.

You blinked.

“How come?”

He gave you a smile, looking in your eyes.

“I must tell you…the council has given me much advice. To secure myself as king, there are a few things I can do. Enact laws. Silence any rebellions or refusals. And, since I’m already married...”

He paused.

“Sire an heir.”

You felt your breath stop in your throat. Your eyes widened. His smile went down to a smirk. A glint in his eye as he went to you. His eyes roaming down your exposed chest. His hands wandered down, staring to hike a little of your skirt.

“So, you’re saying…” you stuttered.

“Y/N, I…I need you tonight…tonight…I’ll give you a child, an heir, someone to carry on my reign, and keep me as king…Would you like that?” he asked.

He leaned closer. Wanting to kiss you, then pausing. You could feel his breath just on your lips, making you dizzy. He placed his hips against yours. You felt a moan shudder out of you. Your answer was an easy one.

“Yes, yes I would.”

He swept you up in his arms, strong despite his lean frame.  Your heart raced so hard you felt it would burst out of you. He laid you on the bed then crawled over you. You felt yourself trembling like it was the first time. He cupped your cheek and leaned over to kiss you.

“My queen, my darling…”

You wrapped your arms around him.

“And my Prince made King,” you said back.

Intuitively, he ground his hips on yours. A small shudder went through you, coming out as a sigh. You reached a hand to run it through his hair as he kissed you again. Combing through those dark curls you loved so much. Because they were a part of him. His crown that never left him. You gave him another, harder kiss. He then looked down at your robe. He slid a hand over the beading, over your chest.

“A lady beautiful as you could doesn’t need such …embellishments…” he growled.

He removed his hand to lift it in the air. He flicked it and a green light began at the tips of your toes and then worked its way up your legs and through your body. Your evening robes for sleeping vanished and instead was your skin. He wetted his lips at the sight of your nakedness.

“I’ve longed to see this, to touch you for hours…”

He went up to your bare breasts. You gulped as he began to kiss it. Your back arched on impulse, tensing already. As he worked his way to the center, you felt yourself tensing already. Smiling at the pleasure as he used his tongue, swirling your nipple. Chills ran over you. He released his mouth to whisper.

“I’ve missed your breasts. The shape. The softness. Feeling you…”

He replaced it with his large hand. He gently squeezed and groped both around. You exhaled out another sound coming out of you. Not a polite one.

“Perfection-perfect for my hands. And perfect to nurse my heir…”

He then lowered himself down, kissing your stomach. Tracing your hips. He then kissed your bellybutton, dipping his tongue into the hole of it. Only a symbol of what was next. A delicious forewarning. Preparation. You grew wetter with the feeling of something soft and wet inside a hole of yours.

“Loki…Loki, my dear…husband…” you whimpered.

He held your hips down, tracing it and feeling them again. How they curved up to where they made your waist. His fingers sprawled possessively over your flesh. Then back down to your hips. Looking down, there was a bulge getting bigger against his green robe.

“And these…perfect. Perfect for what I put between them. For my mouth, my fingers, my cock, and my child…”

He pulled his head up, then you put your finger to his lips. Giggling lightly, as did he.

“You talk so much. But you’ve yet to bare yourself too, my love,” you teased.

With a cocky half-smile, all he did was tilt his head. The seidr ran down from the forehead to the toes, and the smooth robe was replaced with his warm skin. He was so beautiful. Every time he took off his clothes, it was everything in you not to stare. He had a broad, ivory chest so large and enveloping. It was like a blanket when you rested your head on them or when he thrust on top of you. You put a hand to explore the crevices, going through the patch of hairs on him. His muscular shoulders, perfect for digging your nails in. His abdominals-both soft and strong. For he was both at the center of his heart as well. Thighs made thick from running, jumping, and everything a warrior did.

He ground against you. His cock, already hard, teased your stomach. He leaned up to kiss your neck in its small soft spot. A hand returning to your breast.

“You will look wonderful engorged with a babe…a child…a part of you that will always be there, a trace of us together.”

“Loki…my dear husband…I love you…” you voiced.

He smiled, inching close.

“And I love you when you’re screaming beneath me…”

With one long, beautiful hand, he took the outside of your legs. He traced his fingers down from thigh to knee. Ghosting against the upper flesh of your skin. As tenderly as if you were the brightest, most precious jewel kept in his treasury. In seas of coins, rubies, and diamonds…it was you, you out of everything else, that mattered to him.

He took his large, beautiful hands and then moved them to the inside of your knees. You bit back a moan, leaning your head into the pillow as you felt it.

Using both his hands, he then spread you apart, wide open. He looked down at you and grinned. He had seen, felt, penetrated, and tasted your pussy like an addict. Always hungry for more. Even if you were poison, he would consider it the sweetest way to die. He placed himself back up. The tip just teasing your entrance. Every nerve inside you screamed. It brushed against you, never plunging in.

“You’re a banquet all for me, my dear…now…are you ready?” he whispered.

“Oh, please…. stop tormenting me… I want a child…and I want you…give me…give me one, Loki…” you begged.

“Let me…let me feel your sweet warmth and take your king’s shaft…” Loki husked.

He plunged into you slowly. Part of you panted through your nose. You felt him climb inside, inch by agonizing inch. This was a ceremony, sacred as any other rite in a royal bedroom. As if everything had to be right. Yet there was beauty-there was divinity. An ecstasy of reaching something otherworldly in between each other’s legs. You let out a loud gasp when he placed all of you inside him. You grabbed onto him.

He then retracted his hips, and he began to thrust into you. Grinding you right into the bed. Writhing as you accepted his largeness like it was new. Each gasp from his breath, each pant from each thrust. You could feel one muscular arm of your husbands touched the headboard, keeping him steady against you. You felt your back and ass slide against the silk sheets. He was slow, but eager.

“Yes…I promised you… when we married…I’d give you-nrgh-I’d give-give you everything-fuck-everything you’d ever want-gods…yes, gods, yes!” he whimpered as he thrusted.

You let out a moan with each thrust, your own breasts bouncing slowly with the movement. He looked down, releasing the hand on the headboard to slap them.

You let out a gasp- “L-Loki-you-you-you beast!”

“I thought you figured that out already, darling…” he whispered with a chuckle.

You felt his other hand wander to touch your back. You writhed under him.  He then slid his hand under his hips guide you up. His strength held you steady. He hit a different angle and you let out a cry-it was deeper, and his cock had found it’s way to your bud. Already sensitive and shaking.

“L-Loki! There! Please! There!”  you begged as he kept thrusting.

“As my queen commands…”

You saw the veins in his neck tightening as he kept on. His black curls messed around him- wild and free. A creature claiming his prize for the night. How beautiful he looked. You returned a hand back up and pulled him down. You kissed him with such fervor as he thrust that he stayed for only a second inside you, pausing, catching a breath. What breath there was, anyway.

Then he picked up the pace slightly. You were starting to see stars. That sweet angle where he got your clit. You felt pleasure rise  in you. Yes, it was arriving. You moved your hands down from his shoulders, down his triangular back. Once you found his soft, perfect ass you pushed him in again.

“Loki I’m…I’m…I’m close…oh norns- I’m…I’m going to cum!” you pleaded.

“So…am I-nrg-Call me king, call me king again and…and…I’ll-I’ll drive you there with me …”

He lowered his voice. Guttural and demanding.

“Call- me- your- king.”

He even got his free hand inside, speeding you up as he too sped up. You felt it-the breaking point.

“Yes-please-my- my king! My king!” you cried.

He let out a shout and you felt his hot seed spurt inside you. Your own climax then broke upon you. Thw words repeated out of you in a whisper.

“My king…my…my…”

It was the climax where it spun inside you. You felt your whole-body lock. Your quim felt as if it was spinning, sputtering with the pleasure. As well as his seed.  You groaned as it washed you down and you felt it. Your eyes teared up. His stayed inside, spurting like mad. Free and plentiful after starvation. A broken dam. He stayed inside. Not wasting one drip of him. You accepted it, every bit of it. Not one drop would go to waste. You felt your body buzz. Vibrating on the inside though you were still. Still except for your own breasts heaving with the breath you caught. You felt him catch his breath on top of you too.

He then cupped your cheek. His curls fell before his face. But his smile and blue eyes glowing from them.

“I couldn’t have asked for better. A better broodmare. A better wife. A better queen by my side…” he said.

Playfully, you went up and kissed the tip of his nose. He grinned at it and then embraced you. Arms flinging around each other. His own sweaty, earthy scent mixed with the rosewater bath you had earlier.

His cock still twitched inside you. Then you felt a final hot release of him and there was no more. He pulled out. Once it left you, you felt a cold space in your quim. Like it was an empty niche, something that needed filling. So much was he a part of you. You reached up your hand to brush his curls back. Seeing his face. Seeing him.

He then went down to your stomach, kissing it.

“I think if it’s a boy…we should call him Tuck…and if it’s a girl...Idona…” you then told him.

He rolled over to lay his head on the pillow. Then he turned over. You hummed at the sight of him- oh Hela, his beautiful profile was art itself!

“And what if we have twins?” he asked.

“I’ll figure it out, later!” you replied with a small laugh.

You placed your head on his chest and looked up and he down.

“I hope you’ve forgiven me for missing dinner…we’ll eat together tomorrow night; I’ll make it up to you…” he said.

“Of course, I forgive you. You had duties of your own…” you whispered.

He then gave a smile with the familiar, delicious darkness in his eyes.

“It might take more than once. We will try for an heir no matter how many times it takes. I’d like to have you on that very table like a meal of my own to devour. And I’ll have you on the library walls. On each rug. On each column. So, rest well…you have several duties of your own tomorrow.”

[11queensupreme11]

AB Percy in The Little Mermaid :

Percy as Ariel (girl just wants to go up to the surface world and be with her beau 😭)

Poseidon as King Triton (definitely won’t let girlie go to the surface world “it’s too dangerous Ariel”)(precedes to lock her in the palace)

Prince Eric as Anthonius (this is the human she has fallen in love with and wants to date)

Ursula as Beelzebub (will do everything in his power to prevent Ariel (Percy) and Eric (Anthonius) from getting together and becoming end game

Sebastian as Proteus (just wants to serve his king and protect his charge—the lovable but kinda slow Ariel—from the “evil” humans)

Flounder as Grover (he’s just a gullible, sweetheart looking for his chaotic bestfriend whose trapped in another universe🥺)

Scuttle as Adamas (a loud moron but has nothing but good intentions towards his niece and just wants her to be happy)

P.S. Apollo, Loki, Hades, Anubis, Cu, and Poseidon are also close contestants for the Ursula spot since they also which to break up Perthonius (Ariel and Eric) but—plot twist—it’s so that they can all become Ariel’s psychotic Eric (…once the OG Eric is DEAD asf!!)

RIP Eric u will be missed 🥺😢

BEELZEBUB AS URSULA IS PERFECT BECAUSE URSULA IS ACTUALLY WHO I BASED OFF HIS MER FORM AS!!!!!

if you go back to chapter 21 "the devil is my part-time babysitter" i wrote:

PLUS THE WHOLE THING WITH DEALS TOO!!!! HE'S PERFECT LMAO

and also when they do the whole "kiss the girl" scene where ursula sends her two eels to make sure they don't kiss, i can imagine all the yans actually working together for once to try and make sure she and anthonius never kiss, not because the kiss means she wins the deal, but solely because they're just too jealous and possessive 😭

also, you know that scene where ursula turns into vanessa to enchant eric and steal him from ariel???? there's no damn way beelzebub would EVER turn into a woman to seduce anthonius, but i can see loki taking one for the team only for THIS scene to happen between him and percy (and percy doesn't know that she's actually loki, just knows that there's a rando woman trying mind-control anthonius and we all know how protective she gets when it comes to her loved ones):

and even tho that plan failed, the yans would just take a step back and let it happen because "whoops loki's getting beat up, oh well, back to the drawing board men!" 😭😭

it's just basically all of them doing their damnest to prevent perthonius from happening while also trying not to get caught by percy (i know some yans wouldn't bother being discreet, but let's just pretend for the sake of the AU) 💀💀

[pascaloverx]

Forbidden Romance

Summary: You are in love with Prince Thor. He will soon be King and is hosting a ball between Kingdoms so he can find his future bride. Unfortunately, the Kingdom of Asgard is not ready to accept the Chief of the Royal Guard as the new Queen.

Warnings: inappropriate language, use of violence and adult content in the future of fanfic. some characters belong to the Marvel universe and others were created by the author.

chapter two chapter four

Chapter Three

Cursed be Asgard, cursed be Thor, Odin, and all who came before them. You think as soon as you feel your breath grow heavy, thanks to the tight dress you're being forced to wear. Whoever is responsible for you wearing this damn dress will pay.

"My dear, I knew you would look beautiful in this dress. Seeing you tonight, all dressed up for your first formal ball, is like seeing my own daughter." Queen Frigga says as soon as you descend the stairs to the main hall of Asgard's castle. You smile, thinking that she always wanted you to get closer to the royal family, hoping that maybe you could straighten out Loki. To her misfortune, the son who captured your heart was precisely the one who shouldn't have.

"Your Majesty, I believe my attire is inappropriate for my role in this realm. I don't want to be ungrateful, but I am the Chief of the Royal Guard, not…" You speak to the Queen Frigga as you observe the proceedings within the official hall, nobles are dancing and gossiping everywhere. Thor keeps staring at you, even though this ball is about him finding the new queen.

"In the world we live in, no one can afford to be just one thing. You are as much the Chief of the Royal Guard as you are a beautiful woman deserving of the great chance to find a marriage. In fact, a marriage almost as important as that of the Future King. Your purpose, Y/N, is much greater than you imagine." Queen Frigga speaks mysteriously, lightly touching your shoulder before moving towards the other guests at the ball.

As you look ahead, Thor is talking to the Princess of the Kingdom of Elvok, Jane Foster. He seems interested in her. His eyes seem incredibly focused on what she's doing, as if they're following the sway of her dress as they dance almost in front of you. And you had already anticipated that it would be like this.

"You should dance too. Perhaps in the company of a certain Prince Steve, who may or may not have a proposal for you." Steve says behind your ear, sending shivers down your spine, and you look at him angrily.

"You must be responsible for me being dressed like this, aren't you?" You would kill him if you could. He seems to find it amusing as he puts his hand in front of you and guides you to where everyone is dancing with their partners. He deliberately positions himself close to where Thor was dancing with Jane.

"Allow me to say that you look stunning. But yes, I am responsible for you wearing a dress now. In fact, I needed to check if you would be willing." Steve says enigmatically as he guides you in a dance that seems to attract everyone's attention. It must be because you've never been seen in such an informal context before, wearing a dress and dancing with a prince.

"Willing to what?" You ask curiously, trying not to think about what the rest of the hall is doing. Now your complete attention is on your dance with Steve.

"To rule the people of Kyrax with me. Side by side. As my…" Prince Steve just suggested that you become Queen?

"And what about tradition?" You ask as you try to keep up with the dance rhythm, without stumbling. It's obvious that you would like to be the damn Queen. But not Steve's. Not of Kyrax.

"Kyrax wants a Queen with a firm hand who knows how to lead. I want a strong partner. You led Asgard like no one else, no realm that tried to attack Asgard succeeded. Personally, I think Thor should marry you. Since he clearly feels something for you and you would be a perfect Queen. But tough luck for him. I've already proposed this to King Odin." You then stop dancing, looking surprised at Steve.

"Can I think about it, given the fact that you're indirectly asking for my hand in marriage, right?" You ask almost in a whisper. There's a certain dread in the idea of being found out that you've been proposed to.

"You can, and know that I won't do any harm to Asgard if you refuse. Take it for what it is. A man asking you to be his wife." Steve says, ending the dance officially and stepping away. Your eyes scan the hall, searching for Thor. Deep down in your heart, you want to tell him about this and allow yourself to be vulnerable. But he's gone.

"He disappeared with Princess Jane. They've been gone together for a few minutes now. Dad is happy about it; maybe they'll manage to get married tonight. Actually, two weddings. I can't believe you managed to capture the Future Kings of two realms." Loki says, startling you, as he lightly takes hold of your waist to guide you into a new dance. You're too nervous to react to the provocation, so you sigh.

"Let's say I want to know where your brother is specifically, would you take me there?" You ask near Loki's ear, and he firmly holds your hand, guiding you close to Thor's room. That son of a bitch, did he take the princess to his room?

"I'd love to see the show, but someone has to distract the great King Odin. I'll let you deal with your little boyfriend. At least try to cause some damage, to him of course." Loki says, disappearing shortly after, all smiles.

You then gently knock on the door in the way you do when you want to alert Thor that you're about to enter. You then gently knock on the door in the way you do when you want to alert Thor that you're about to enter. You hear noises coming from inside the room and decide to wait not too far away. Jane discreetly exits Thor's room, heading towards the nobles. And then you feel humiliation. Feeling jealous of Thor wouldn't make you better. Currently, the best thing for you is to accept Steve's proposal and forget about Thor and Asgard.

"We need to talk, dove." Thor says, holding your waist and pulling you into the room. Now it seems you're going to have a relationship discussion, and you're not ready for it.

[cleabellanov]

💙 hi and welcome to my ted talk about the latest episodes of what if, please read through (3) 💙

First of all. Why is season 2 so...happy?

I'm not complaining. Marvel has enough sad stories for a lifetime, but I found that, instead of exploring demises, we're now seeing victories. Old villains find their insight and become heroes (Hela, Nebula, Gamora) and lives are influenced for the better, earlier on (Peter Quill, Bucky, Hope).

It might be nothing.

But I think it's something.

You know what season 2 of what if comes right after? Season 2 of Loki. And, as you'll see at the end of this post, their colors are making themselves known.

Could it be that, from his throne, Loki got sick of watching sad stories and seeing worlds die? There is a chance, I don't know how plausible, but there is, that he's influencing all that we saw this season. A little hope here, a little time there, and, using their free will, everyone gets a second chance.

That, or Uatu felt bad for us and wanted to gift us in honor of New Year being in 1-2 days. Do tell me if you have additions on that.

If I had to bet on something, it would be the overall fan reaction to the opening scene. I screamed, yes. Did they expect us to see Loki's name there in the subtitles and be totally chill about it?

"To be or not to be, that is the question"

I can totally see Tom having this idea for the opening scene: just Loki reciting Hamlet, and altough to his brother's bordedom, acting from Shakespeare. And it was the best idea he could have.

It's a missable detail, but Thor mentions Mjölnir! And you know how? As a gift...for Loki!

He responds to that with "I...have misplaced it" which is, yeah, typical, but how do you just lose Mjölnir, Loki? The idea, however, is that he'd be able to lift it, which I would have loooved to see on screen. But this was fun to have too.

And the response to Captain Carter's "You're a bigger drama queen than your brother" (talking to Thor)?? 😭

"Blessed"

Can we also point out how insane it is that after just being stripped from her home in an unknown world, Peggy still wanted to help?

She not only has a hero's soul, she is that brave as to turn down The Watcher's warnings and offers to take her back safe. And remember, not everyone can hear Uatu as he narrates. But she can, sometimes.

"What if, what if, what if. I have to try."

"Not on my watch"

This ambition of hers, is, of course, given by her humanity too. But that's not only a bad thing. The Watcher's all knowing, his experience of seeing worlds die everyday, has made him unsensible (from our point of view). That's not the case for Peggy.

Amidst all her adventures, however, perhaps she's also searching to avenge the love she lost, searching for her happy ending. In the movie Endgame, I have to admit she felt optional, like Steve wasn't meant to be there with her. But not now.

I wish The Watcher told her she has a happy ending somewhere.

I don't know about you, but this episode...is my favourite ever from the series. It used to be the Strange Supreme one, but that's on the second place of the podium now.

We got to see queen Hela, drama prince/ actor Loki, king Thor. Bucky, NOT the Winter Soldier, and Steve, finally on the same page! Scarlet Witch!! Using her powers for good, not corrupted. All of them in cool costumes too. If things like these were on live action, I'd lose my f- mind, if I haven't already. :))

And now the green. The "rifts" that are tearing this world apart are very familiar in color.

And this is not the only thing that's turning green, when it used to be multi-colored. The prism, too, the one from which The Watcher watches and narrates. And I'm not talking about the Time Stone. I'm talking about the tree of life, and how it might actually have a serious impact over everything. I mean, does Uatu know anything? And what was that decorated Yggradsil in the trailer, before the holidays?

Nevertheless, I think it's related in some way, and if it's not, don't blame me. I really like green.

That being said, thanks for reading <3

[ind1col1te]

𝓑𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 ~ 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓘

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Loki x Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Angst, fluff, Loki being a bitch, possible smut???

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Y/N, a scholar in the kingdom of Celadon is called to make negotiations with Asgard. But upon arrival she meets the enigmatic and arrogant Prince Loki. Sharing a past, both despise each other and never miss a chance to annoy and anger the other. Yet, when rumors of a allianced kingdom of Asgard is about to betray them, the kings become desperate for and alliance, and seal Y/N's hand in marriage to the prince. Except their past is between them, and love isn't something they want. Will they have a happy ending? Or shall misfortune befall them?

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: I decided to upload the next part already cuz I couldn't wait. Also I got like 2 followers so thank you so much you made my day😭😭😭 Also ignore the headers cuz I'm bored and they looked cool

____ sat in the library reading a book on the history of Celadon when she suddenly heard a loud voice call her name.

"____! Get here quick!"

Startled, and admittedly a little scared, she jumped out of her cozy spot on the sofa and ran outside, where she was greeted by a young boy with fluffy brown hair and soft blue eyes.

"What?! What is it?!" she asked urgently to her young friend, who handed her a letter.

"You got a letter! From your mom! "

Grabbing the torn parchment paper, she sat on the lawn of the estate, reaching for the letter inside the already opened envelope.

"Sorry I got excited..." the young boy, Elias, said sheepishly, leaning over her shoulder to read as well.

𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 __,

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘊𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘯? 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘴𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘔𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘥

She sighed, releasing a breath she didn't know she had been holding and wiped a stray tear and stood up. Elias, sensing her sadness, hugged her leg.

"Don't worry ____, your father will get better soon! I know it!"

She smiled at him, and kissed his cheek and sajd, "Thank yo-"

Suddenly a gruff voice yelled from inside the house,

"Oi ____! Get back here and cook us lunch. I'm hungry! How many times have I told you to stay in the kitchen?!"

"Sorry! Coming!" she yelled, darting into the house, running past a plump man who shook his head and muttered under his breath.

"Useless little girl. I shouldn't have let you study. You've become too free. Should've clipped those wings and married you off."

Rolling her eyes, she put on her apron and began boiling some pasta while her uncle drank his 8th beer of the day.

After lunch, she walked down the winding path to the library. As she was admiring the nature around her, a man crashed into her, sending them both tumbling to the ground. Before she could fully process what had happened the man mumbled out a half-apology and ran off.

"Hey! Watch it!" she called out to the retreating form and stood up, grumbling to herself as she collected her belongings. As she was picking up her diary, she noticed a red envelope lying next to it. Grabbing it, she broke the black wax seal and pulled the letter out. Curious, she sat under a tree and began reading.

𝓖𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓜𝓼.____,

𝓦𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵. 𝓦𝓮 𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓲𝔃𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪𝓷 𝓾𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓻.

𝓦𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓸 𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷 𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓐𝓼𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷.

𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓮𝔀 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼, 𝓪𝓼 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲����𝓵 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝔀𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓯𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶. 𝓘𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓳𝓸𝓫 𝓸𝓯 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓻, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝓼𝓸 𝓹𝓪𝔂 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵.

𝓦𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓭𝓸𝓶 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓾𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓭.

𝓑𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼, 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓷

[godsofhumanity]

I would love to see Odin headcanons, he’s my favorite god king. I love how he’s both logical and also a warrior

hmm ok i did a lot of thinking on this ask and i think i have some stuff!

first of all. yes, as you said, i think Odin is a very logical guy... maybe too logical at times. i don't see him as being very emotional or sentimental, he just does what he knows will serve him best.

above all things, i think Odin is ambitious. super super ambitious. he craves knowledge which i feel is just another term for power, but not power in terms of how much land you own but power in terms of "knowledge is power" power.

i think Odin hates to lose. he needs to come out on top every time. as a result, he has a terrible anger. we know this already from the punishment of Loki-- i mean, he had to be seriously angry to do what he did to Narfi and Vali.

while he is a bookworm, Odin is also a warrior. he loves to fight and clash swords with another. given the viking tradition of wanting to die in battle, i think Odin prizes fighters and looks down on those who do not wish to fight.

that's not to say that Odin doesn't like peace. this is very important too. but i think Odin likes a balance of it. he doesn't shy away from war, or desperately try to avoid it if he knows he can't.

that's actually how i sort of hc Odin to have met Loki. i think, in the beginning days of the Aesir, Odin went to Jotunheim to maybe take over it, and in a recon mission, he got caught by the giants and was imprisoned.. in prison he met Loki,, a trickster full of guile that Odin admired.

i think they became friends after this point, much to Frigg's annoyance, and of course, Loki joined Odin in Asgard. i like to think about a "peace" treaty between Jotunheim and Asgard to outlaw any outright wars from either side, and that Loki, being of Jotun blood, was there to facilitate matters.

in terms of Frigg and Odin. i like the idea that Frigg was Odin's second-in-command in their early days. i realise this has no basis in lore but i just love the idea of Frigg being a warrior like Odin.

i don't think they were "heavily" in love, but Odin did admire her more than any other lover of his, and Frigg also admired Odin, so she accepted his proposal to be Queen. and i think she does an awesome job at it.

in saying that, i think they are far more in love with each other at the beginning of their relationship than at the end of it.

in terms of Baldr, Hodr, and Hermod. i hc that Baldr and Hodr are twins, though Baldr is the older of them. they are Frigg's first children but not Odin's, however, since Frigg is Odin's wife, Baldr is the "crown prince".

Hodr is blind from birth. i think that Frigg has always loved both children equally. i think Odin has a preference for Baldr because Baldr is like, the most perfect guy in every way, and Odin has a lot of high hopes for him,, and i do think this affects Hodr.

i don't think Odin intends to do this, but as i said, he is very logical. he knows that Hodr is blind and cannot participate in a battle as Baldr can. he knows also that Hodr was born second and will likely never become crown prince in Baldr's place. so he feels it is best for Hodr to stay indoors and he doesn't really dedicate too much time to teaching Hodr to use a sword, as he does with Baldr.

but, i do think Odin loves Hodr. Hodr, i think, is quite smart and i like the idea of him having an aptitude for runes and history moreso than Baldr. i think Odin would spend a lot of time with him to discuss such things. the death of both children is a tremendous loss that changes Odin and the rest of Asgard for the worse.

in terms of the rest of Odin's children by other women. i think Odin has a lot of kids primarily for political reasons. all of them have a home in Asgard and i love the idea that all of them get along with Frigg and her children... there are literally no quarrels about who's the better son or the better lover or anything like that. i don't think Odin would indulge it. i don't think Frigg likes Odin's various affairs, but i think she has always known that that side of him exists and is at peace with it. i also like the idea that Frigg and Odin are not each other's first loves..

i think Frigg might have had a "wilder" streak in her youth, when she was just a warrior and little more, but stops after becoming Queen because it no longer interests her; being a queen, a warrior, and a mother occupies her time in a far better way. i say this largely because i'm sick of there being loyal, modest queens with uncontrollable kings for husbands. i would like there to be a couple who start on "equal footing".

[cosmok13]

Skadi is the Norse Goddess of Winter. She was born as a Frost Giant, and the daughter of Thiasse. The Frost Giants were one of the most feared creatures in Norse Mythology, and they had a tense relationship with the Gods. Although, there were some instances that a Frost Giant could gain the rank of God, Loki being a prime example. Despite Skadi's ancestorial nature, she was considered beautiful to many and far more kind-hearted compared to her brethren. She was tough, but wasn't quick to anger so she rarely started a fight. She was admired by the gods for her strength, abilities and beauty. She was also associated as the goddess of the wilderness, bowhunting, skiing and mountains.

The most known myth involving Skadi was how she became a Goddess in the Norse Patheon. After the death of her father, she was the only remaining relative he had, which meant she inherited his kingdom on the mountains. While she was upset about the death of her father, who had been killed by one of the gods, she did not become vengeful. Instead, she requested an audience with their King, Odin. Skadi demanded compensation for her father's death, and because Odin was impressed with her even temper, he agreed. Skadi's request was to be wed to one of the gods, and the one she was in love with was none other than Baldur, who was the Norse God of Light and Peace. Baldur had quite a number of admirers, so it was no surprise that Skadi requested him to be her husband, as even she was smitten with his handsome features. While many young maidens and other goddesses wanted him, Skadi was wise enough to use her father's death as a compensational leverage to arrange a marriage with him.

Despite her beauty and reasonable request, none of the gods wished to marry her and live in the forsty mountains, not even Baldur himself. Skadi was determined to chose her own husband, and they had to comply to satisfy the polite giantess. So, Odin came up with a plan for her to choose a husband by random. The bachelors lined up and stood behind a curtain with only their feet showing. Skadi would pick her groom by the appearance of his feet, which she agreed to as she believed the prince would have the smoothest and prettiest feet of them all. After inspecting every set of feet, she picked the ones that were the least worn, believing it to be Baldur. But when the curtains rose up, the feet belonged to Njord, the god of the wind and the sea. He was an older god and already had two grown daughters, but possessed no wife. Because Skadi chose her own husband, they were forced to marry much to the begrudgement of both gods.

Njord couldn't stand living in the cold mountains, nor could Skadi dare to live by the sea. Because of their inability to live in their partner's respective places, the two ended up separating after 18 nights of marriage, nine of which they spent in Njord's home and the other nine in Skadi's home. Despite the two no longer being married, Skadi kept her Goddess title and was known as the Norse deity that represented Winter.

So, this was my first artwork I did with the leftover diamond dotz I had after a few of my projects. I was originally going to do some Greek deities, but I was watching some Marvel Movies with Thor and Loki at the time and thought: You know what? Why don't I test this out with some Norse Gods cause they don't get nearly enough love as the Greeks. Skadi was such a fascinating character to look up, and I enjoyed coloring her blue skin and giving her and outfit fit for winter and skiing. Honestly, despite her having a cold body, she seemed like such a catch. Any woman who could help you survive winter and give you the blessing of a hunt seemed like such a deal breaker, especially in such times. Though I guess she did get a better deal with the Gods than Loki, but that is up for debate.

I mostly used the dotz to show the title of the Goddess and added them as part of her outfit. I tried to use the other dotz for the environment, but I don't think I did that great of a job. But hey, live and learned. For a first time project, I'm glad it turned out well. And it only helped me learn what not to do for my other projects. I'll be posting more of these Gods/Goddesses/Deities later on. For now, I hope you enjoy Skadi!

[kipe-c]

NEW CHAPTER OF ONE PIECE IS OUT AND I'M FREAKING OUT!!

I have some things to comment on. First:

WHAT DID THEY DO WITH USOPP?! His... clothes...

Geez... I'd be lying if I said I wasn't frustrated.

GO TO SHIT LUFFY, YOU LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL!!!.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

🛐💖🛐💖

They mentioned the Sun God, but it doesn't seem like they were referring to Luffy or his Nika form... It seems to be someone else...

Loki maybe? Prince of Elbaf, inspired by the cunning trickster who had the ability to change his shape... Hmmmmmm?!!! I don't know, but I've always been a little afraid of this Loki guy, as well as of what the country of Elbaf would be like.

Since Dressrosa I have been thinking about the problems with the kingdom of Elbaf, as well as the possibility of bad governance by the royals.

I remember very well how Hajrudin seemed quite motivated to have the Ace fruit because, according to him, "he could become the king of the Giants" or "the strongest giant" Why would he want something like that? Is the warriors' home not as good as it seems? Maybe he needed a fruit to confront someone? Who knows... this current arc will explain things better...

[mymainwastoocluttered]

Question: what are your headcanons for Leona's scar?

Mine is attempted assassination. I think Leona is not a stranger to attempts on his and his family's life.

I have three scenarios for it:

You'd think that people would ignore the second prince, but when some radicals decide they want the entire royal family dead, they mean the entire royal family. And the unfavored second prince is the perfect one to start the killings. He survives but the scar stays

Leona was trying to protect Farena (who certainly has much more enemies since he's the actual crown prince and later king) and got hurt in the process

He got kidnapped and was gonna be used as a hostage, managed to escape but got hurt when they decided trying to catch him alive again was too much of a hassle

I also have some non-murderous ideas:

Got it while training to become stronger so he'd be recognized for his strength.

Result of his father being an asshole who was too harsh on him because he saw Leona as a replacement in case something happened to Farena*

A big bone when he was a child. I don't need to tell you how deadly that is, yes?

Got in a fight with someone and got a scar

*that's a personal headcanon, but I do not appreciate how Leona's parents apparently just let everyone tall shit about him right to his back, so Leona's father in my mind is just... Terrible. For years we compared Loki and Scar, now.we compare Loki and Leona. Amen.

[xalygatorx]

Worthy (2015) | Chapter 25, "Gems of Power"

Disappearing sporadically in public spaces quickly becomes Cora Dempsey's least concerning problem when suddenly she captures the attention of the forming Avengers Initiative, the World Security Council, and Asgard's fallen prince all in one week. And the universe is only just getting started with her.

Worthy is a slow-burn SFW Marvelverse (films) romance between Loki and a female OC. For additional details on what canon is used, see the Prologue post.

Summary: Cora and Loki attempt to head off the apocalypse with the recruitment of the Warriors Three to help them get to the infinity stones before Thanos can. Cora and Loki travel to Midgard to warn Thor and the other Avengers.

Pairing: Loki x Fem!OC

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.6k

When the power was pulled from the throne room, Cora could only liken it to being inside a vacuum hose as it finally turned off. The agony of the past few moments had left her weak and shaking, and Loki's reserved demeanor did nothing to soothe her. "What the hell happened?" she murmured, trying to push herself up even as her limbs felt like jelly.

Loki took his eyes off the high arch of the doorway and frowned grimly, his seithr replicating Odin again just as the guards burst in to make sure their king was all right. It threw her off how complete the illusion was and how good Loki was at playing the part of his adoptive father. Even his grumbling at the guards who were attempting to fuss over him was accurate.

He shooed them away to go help the others—who had apparently also been plagued by Thanos' mind-numbingly fierce infliction—before helping Cora to her feet. His eyes caught on a black mark at the inside of her finger and he turned her hand, studying the tattoo he was almost fully certain hadn't been there when they'd first met. Loki's brow furrowed faintly at it and Cora noticed immediately, having been about to ask again what was going on. "When did you get this?" he asked quietly.

"Before I got put in the capsule," Cora replied, bending her finger to better view the inch-long tattoo. "I saw it in the dream I had the night before." She frowned faintly, remembering that her parents had been in that dream. "What does it mean?"

There was an instant of hesitation before Loki said, "Ice," and then nodded for her to follow him, still wearing the facade of Odin's form.

"That's ironic," Cora murmured, walking at his side. "But it makes sense."

It also means Frost Giant, he added silently, wondering if she knew. If Frigga had mentioned it at some point in their talks. What exactly had they talked about? Suddenly Loki was insatiably curious, but he would have to ask later. There were more important things to worry about now. He was still pale from the news beneath the seithr.

"But if you're here, where's…," Cora began and she stopped, looking horrified for a moment before Loki glanced at her and rolled his eyes.

"I did not kill him," Loki grumbled. "Though he deserves nothing less."

"Then why didn't you?" Cora asked as she glanced over at him. "Because of Thor, right?" Loki shot her a glare and she held down a smirk. "I'm not teasing you, I'm just stating facts. At least, what I hope are facts…" She frowned slowly and finally asked, "What…happened out there? In the Dark World?"

The disguised prince's expression smoothed and he looked thoughtful as he began to climb up the spiral staircase leading to the library. "I nearly died."

"I know, Thor told me, but… Why?"

A slight smile that entailed an amount of irony curved his lips as he let the illusion drop, knowing no one would be up here after all the chaos. "Sentiment."

She squinted her eyes a bit at him and when he noticed, he arched a brow. "What?"

"You're taller than me again."

"…Yes?"

"I like it, but I don't." Loki laughed softly and teasingly messed up her hair before they walked into the library. Despite the very much impending peril, he was half-giddy to be in her airspace, much more to be able to just reach out and touch her again. He still harbored some of her warmth on his chest and within his arms from embracing her. 

As she attempted to smooth it back into place, she asked, "Who is Thanatos? And the Ragnarök… I thought that was just a myth."

"His name is Thanos and, to your kind up until a short while past, we were all 'myths'," he pointed out calmly. Loki went to one of the tomes on a nearby golden desk, checking the cover before flipping it open and starting to turn the pages. "He is the epitome of madness. Thanos and the Other were the ones truly behind the Chitauri attack on your city, I just had a hand in leading the army."

"They were the ones who…?" she started, not needing to finish because they both knew what she meant.

Memories of the torture flashed through his mind. More vividly now that the familiar agony had refreshed their traces. "Yes." He was honestly surprised Cora had bounced back so well after the mental onslaught. Maybe her own pain had been less or, like so many other things, she was simply exempt from the usual rules. His, included. "The Ragnarök was not supposed to happen for another few millennia. We were going to prepare here, but it seems Thanos plans to act as a catalyst and bring the Fall early."

"Did he just come here to flex his muscles or was there some other reason? Why not just go through with things underhandedly, so by the time anyone knew, it was too late?" Cora looked over at Loki when he didn't answer her right away and saw the odd look on his face as he watched her. "What? I'm just asking."

"I'm going to have to keep an eye on you," he murmured teasingly before saying, "He would have been smarter to do so, but that is not his way. He glories in boasting and being recognized. Thanos is the universe's biggest romanticist of death and he positively relishes in it." Loki grimaced, remembering the uprooted vault. "He also needed the Tesseract. The relic that was used before to fuel the Chitauri scepter I had while the creatures laid waste to New York."

"Why would he need the Tesseract again? It didn't work the first time, right? What makes him think it'll work now?"

"Because I do not think he is intending to use it on its own," Loki murmured, his fingers stilling against the pages of the book. "Look here." Cora looked down, her eyes widening at the apocalyptic scene moving around on the page opposite one filled with runic scripture. "This is the interpretation we have of the Ragnarök. It is a destruction of all the nine realms, not solely Asgard."

"No one is safe," Cora murmured softly, finding it hard to think straight with this new information weighing her down. There was a small stretch of silence before she looked up at him and immediately went into her usual businesslike mode of problem-solving whenever there was a crisis. "How do we stop it? You said he wasn't using the Tesseract alone, what else does he need?"

Loki looked at her like she was mad. "Cora, it is prophesied, there is no—"

"Bullshit," she said firmly, turning to face him fully. "You said the Ragnarök wasn't supposed to happen for a few more millennia, right? If that bastard can change the course of supposed destiny, so can I and so can you, dammit. Now what else does he need?"

Loki blinked at her, always surprised by her fire, but flipped back a few pages to an ornate diagram of six differently colored symbols linked by black lines with a golden hand at the center. "The Tesseract is an infinity stone. There are six in total—mind, power, time, space, soul, and reality—and then the gauntlet that binds them all. If he achieves such power, he will be unstoppable."

"Then we have to get the ones he still needs, right?"

"You act like this is all so simple. You have seen just a small sliver of Thanos's power. He drowns in his own insanity and is reckless and merciless at that, you haven't the slightest idea what we are up against."

"We'll just need some help if that's the case," she said simply.

"And who do you suspect would help…" But the look on her face said it all. "No."

It took an extensive discussion and multiple attempts to keep both Sif and Volstagg—mostly Sif—from pummeling their fists into Loki's face, but Cora eventually got the entire explanation out. As always, the Warriors Three were perfectly willing to fight, now that they knew what they were up against.

"The Aether is, as far as we know, still with the Collector, where we left it," Volstagg pointed out. "Sif and I dealt with him last time. We will again, to start… Then we will attempt to track down the Ka Stone, which is said to be in the next realm over, in Alfheim. They've kept it safeguarded for the near-whole of its existence."

"The Tesseract is gone… We have been narrowed down to five stones to get and we are running out of time," Fandral sighed. "I can see if that odd doctor in Midgard who has been holding onto the space stone would be willing to part with it. Inside the Orb of Agamotto."

"What about the soul stone?" Cora asked, wondering why that one hadn't been brought up.

Loki shook his head beside her. "No one has seen it in millennia. It is likely the least of our worries because of that. I believe if Thanos already had it, he would be advertising it to all the Nine." Sif begrudgingly nodded in agreement with her comrades. "However, the Cask of Ancient Winters lies underground in Jotunheim now. The time gem lies inside it."

"You may be the best to retrieve that one, Loki," Fandral admitted with no malice, just simple truth. Loki gave a short nod and then kept his silence.

"Then it's settled," Cora said quietly, running a hand through her hair and causing her belongings to jingle a bit on her arm. She'd gotten her things from the room since they would be leaving and who knew what she'd need and if she'd be coming back here afterward. "First though, we're going to Midgard."

"For?" Sif asked curiously.

"Thor and the other Avengers," Cora explained. "They'll need to know and we'll need all the allies we can get."

"Did you not have to leave in the first place to escape persecution? You won't be safe there," Sif said worriedly.

"Nowhere's safe now," Cora pointed out logically with a small shrug.

The group was silent a few moments before Volstagg stood and gave a nod of his head toward the BiFrost. "Let us go, then. There is not a moment to spare."

The sheer force of Thanos's power had put Asgard in various states of rubble and ruin. As they walked, Cora glanced up at Loki, who looked tense and had a hard set to his jaw. "The outcome?" she wondered aloud, guessing that as his focus of apprehension.

"In a way," he admitted quietly. "A whole succession of outcomes."

Cora had a feeling part of his stress was seeing Thor again and having to explain why and how he was alive—again—and then have all-out war come down on their heads. When they reached Heimdall, the gatekeeper seemed slightly weakened, but did not give any notion that he was without his usual strength. It lay mostly in his amber eyes.

His brows rose when he saw Loki. "Back from the dead again, are we?" he jabbed lightly in his deep, bass-like voice.

Loki gave the faint hint of a smirk as Sif said, "We need your power, Heimdall. An induced Ragnarök is upon us."

Heimdall's look grew grim, but he slammed his sword home into the center of the BiFrost observatory, the golden arcs along the walls rearranging themselves. "Where to?"

"Sif and myself to the Collector's keep," Volstagg replied. "And Fandral, Loki, and Cora to Midgard."

"We will soon need transport to Jotunheim, as well," Loki added.

Heimdall nodded and bid them be careful before sending them through, one group at a time. Sif and Volstagg went first and as Loki, Fandral, and Cora waited their turn, Cora turned to Heimdall. "I sincerely hope this is not the last time we meet," she told him and he smiled.

"I do not think it will be," Heimdall replied confidently. "I've faith in you to stop this atrocity."

"Hope I can live up to your expectations," Cora said truthfully as Loki guided her forward to step through the spinning golden portal.

"If you go in fighting with half the attitude you carry in a normal day, Thanos will be groveling at your feet!" he shouted and Cora laughed just before she was sucked into the vortex with Loki and Fandral, en route to Midgard once again.

When the blinding golden beams released them in another adrenaline-rush of a transport, Cora vaguely heard the sound of a car horn before she was pushed down. Smoky city smell stung her nose as she scrambled to get up, sighing as she saw Loki with his fist buried halfway into the grill of a black, bubbly-looking cab and small masses of civilians stopping to shriek and gawk at the sight, some even recognizing him from the Chitauri incident. By the looks of it, they were in London, which made sense after all that Jane had told her.

Cora reached out and took Loki's arm before towing him down the street to the sidewalk, making sure to mention conventions whenever someone gave them a funny look in their Asgardian garb. "Where's Fandral?" she asked, glancing around worriedly, hoping he wasn't brandishing his sword at a bus after what Loki pulled with the truck. Even if he had done it to keep them from being hit.

"Wherever he needed to go to get to the space gem," Loki said. "Heimdall separated us as soon as we breached the realm… Do you even know where we are going?"

"No, I've never been to London," she muttered irritably before remembering the last bit of her conversation with Jane and stopping to dig around in her purse as a couple passed her and grumbled about American tourists on their way.

"Well then how do you suppose we will even find my brother?"

"Shut up."

As she picked through the loose bits in her purse, Cora heard the dialogue replaying in her head. "I should go. I don't want anyone to realize I'm here, you know?"

"Oh, yeah, by all means. But here." She'd gone to her jacket across the room and pulled a slip of from the pocket. "Take this and give me a call next time you're, well, on Earth. If we all survive this, that is." 

Loki stopped and watched her pull out the business card Jane had given her and start to dial the number on her phone, which was on its last few percentage points of battery life. "Please pick up, please pick up," she murmured in a quiet chant just before hearing the answer. "Jane! Sorry, it's Cora."

"Cora? You actually get cell reception on Asgard?"

"No, I'm back in Midgard. London, actually. Listen, I need directions to your flat. We need to talk to you and Thor."

Jane gave her the instructions based on where they figured out Cora was and then remembered Cora's choice of words as they were about to hang up. "Wait, 'we'?" It was a question, but her tone hinted at her already having an inkling of what was going on. An inkling she wasn't sure was possible.

"It's probably exactly what you're thinking and we'll be there soon," Cora managed to get in just before her phone died. She dropped the device back into her purse and grabbed Loki's hand. "Come on," she said, towing him along behind her as she hurried down street after street that Jane had discussed with her, thinking how ridiculous it seemed now to remember that she'd led a boring life some time not too long ago.

Next chapter: Chapter 26, "Reunion"

[smolvenger]

Hi. I strongly recommend reading all the expose posts as they explain everything in detail + the notes as there’s even more victims in them. I understand that you had good intentions while making your post but please read the whole thing, our intention has never been nor will it ever be to mock or ridicule someone. We have never done that. The blogs functions as a precaution to make sure people stay away because we don’t know how else to make sure more people won’t become victims. She is extremely manipulative, she has lied about suicide, cancer, deaths etc. in the past. She even admitted to nearly everything in my DMs when she messaged me from the loki prince of darkness (now Loki king of dreams).

Everything is in the posts, read them!

Hi there.

First off, I apologize. This situation is a minefield where I fear if I take a wrong step, something will explode and someone will be hurt.

And it's so much harder on the internet where you don't have that person to your face to explain everything.

But yeah...for the sake of my peace, I decided to block them.

Even if every person is deserving of empathy no matter how toxic...I am just tired of doing all this and having to "rescue" this person and the next. And not being sure what the right step is.

So it's all alright, I am sorry that I misinterpreted it all. I also have it wired in me mentally to misunderstand social cues (plus in the internet world you can't get clues from their face/voice and you can't physically go to them and see if they are safe or get them to a hospital)

I may not understand all that's happening, but I don't want to risk my own sense of empathy and kindness being taken advantage of or manipulated or having my old wounds of losing a friend to suicide possibly manipulated for someone's gain.

I just hope all parties in this situation get some help and find some therapy or an irl support system and learn some hard lessons and grow after all that mess.

I hope you forigive me, I misunderstand things all the time.

[woulddieforloki]

au where a few days before coronation Loki's getting ready to do a sneaky sneaky and let the Frost Giants into Asgard. a servant comes and tells him that Heimdall wants to see him, and Loki's like 😅 because there's no possible way Heimdall can know what he's planning, right?

so Loki gets there and he's like "what 😑" (except probably not like that because he's a prince and also the epitome of don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious right now, but he really doesn't want to be here so if Heimdall could just hurry up and yell at him for something and then let him leave, that would be great :/)

Heimdall goes, "Thor's coronation is this week," to which Loki replies, "no shit, Heimdall" (no he doesn't but he wants to). and then Heimdall asks, "how are you feeling?" and Loki just looks at him like ????? because what the fuck does that mean? but Heimdall keeps waiting for an answer, so finally, Loki just says, "fine?" and tbh it's more of a question than an answer and at this point he's very confused

and then Heimdall goes, "this is a big change for you," and Loki's like "uhhhh not really? are you sure you're not looking for Thor? he's the new king, not me." and Heimdall goes, "this is a big change for you both, but Thor has support around every corner. you haven't had that. I know you understand that things are going to change when Thor becomes our new king. will you be okay?"

and nobody's actually asked him that before. Frigga's tried to make him feel included or tried to give him a little extra attention of late, but she's never tried to talk to him about it. nobody's told him before that he's allowed to have him own feelings and his own reservations about this. nobody's told him that he's allowed to be upset. certainly, nobody's asked him to talk about it.

now, Loki's never really called Heimdall a friend. he's a state-sanctioned nannie at best. but the fact that he thought to ask Loki how he's holding up when nobody else even seemed to notice how hard this has been for him? how lost and lonely he's felt as he watches his brother move up in the world and leave him in the dust? it genuinely might be the most thoughtful thing anyone's done for him in years.

so maybe he breaks down a little bit. maybe he sheds some tears and maybe he says something things so brutally honest, he never would have dreamed of admitting them otherwise. and maybe he'll look back on this for the rest of his life and cringe because he really hates to be this vulnerable, especially to Heimdall of all people. in the moment, it's the most cathartic thing he could ask for.

the coronation comes and goes, and he never does end up letting those frost giants into Asgard.

[mysecretlittlelibrary]

The Promise Of A King Pt. 10

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: finally some violence- character injuries, things of that nature

Genre: kinda angst ig

Summary: When your parents surprise you with the news that you are going to marry one of Asgard's princes you're not exactly thrilled. It's not made any better by said prince giving you the cold shoulder from the very moment you arrive. Now, not only do you have to worry about acclimating to an unfamiliar place but you must do so while preparing to marry someone who seems to absolutely detest you before you've said five words to him. You know you're duty-bound but why does it have to be so difficult?

***

Your ladies dress you silently when you wake the next morning. Usually, the four of you are chatty as you prepare for the day but you can't bring yourself to start a conversation and the girls seem perceptive to that.

"Y/n?" Anne's voice is soft as she tries to get your attention once you're ready.

"Yes Anne?" You turn to her.

"How are you feeling?" She asks.

"Me? I'm not the one going to fight some vicious monster." You shrug.

"Queen Frigga used to be beside herself with worry whenever the king or the princes left on excursions. She's become better at controlling it over the years but this is your first experience with it. It must be hard." Anne says.

"I'm fine. Loki will return. He seems rather sure of it." You say.

"It's scary, isn't it? My boyfriend is a knight- I worry when he leaves." She tells you.

"Your boyfriend is a knight?" You look at her.

"Yes he is."

"Lily, Ella, do you have partners?" You turn to them next.

"I have a girlfriend." Ella says.

"Really? Does she also work in the palace?" You ask.

"No."

"Do you get to see her often then? I hope you're not so busy here that it becomes an obstacle." You frown.

"We see each other often enough."

"Feel free to ask for time off if you'd like to see her Ella, I mean it." You say.

"Thank you Lady y/n."

"Of course." You nod. "I'll be back later, but truthfully I can get by alone this evening." You tell them.

"We can be here when you return tonight if you need us to be y/n." Lily says.

"I actually think I'd like to be alone after all this." You say.

"We will check on you in the morning then." Lily nods. You hum in response as you leave your room to go to Loki's sendoff. You walk across the glass bridge with your head held high, and by the time you reach the Bifrost, everyone is already there to see Loki off.

"You made it." Thor says with a smile.

"Of course I did." You nod. Shortly after, Loki marches out with his small army, golden helmet glinting in the sun. Loki exchanges words with the king, hugs the queen and then speaks to Thor who pulls him into a hug he reluctantly accepts. When Loki finally stands in front of you, he hesitates on what to do.

"I don't care how important it is to you that you win this fight. You come back to me alive or I will drag you from Valhalla myself for the sole purpose of kicking your ass." You warn him. He can't help but laugh at your words.

"Yes ma'am." He says with a smile.

"I mean it Loki, be careful." You tell him.

"Of course." He nods. Loki walks back over to Odin to talk about something. When their conversation is over, Loki and his small group of knights head toward the gate while the rest of you watch. Loki stops before they reach and turns around suddenly. He runs back over to you and wraps an arm around your waist before you can question him. Loki cradles the back of your head as he connects his lips with yours. Your arms drape around his shoulders as you respond to him. The kiss isn't long, a minute or two at most, but it feels like a lifetime passes before he finally pulls away from you. His eyes search yours like he wants to say something but can't find the words so you offer him a nod. You're sure whatever he wants to say was conveyed through his kiss.

"Go." You whisper, caressing his cheek and then dropping your hand.

"Alright Loki." Thor chuckles beside you as Loki walks away.

"Oh hush Thor." You roll your eyes as your face heats. You've kissed Loki before of course but they're rarely as intense as that.

"It's not often that Loki displays bouts of passion so publicly."

"I know, don't make a big deal out of it." You mutter. Thor throws his arm around you kindly as Loki and his team go through the gate. You let out a breath once he's gone. "You're nervous." Thor says.

Of course I am, you don't even think he can win this fight. What if you're right?"

"I never said that." He frowns.

"Not to me but you've said it to Loki. I heard you Thor. You think it's a foolish battle."

"I'm sorry you heard that. I am worried, this creature is a fearsome one but Loki is- cunning. If anyone can beat it, he'd be the one. I believe in him. You must believe in him. It's how we'll get through this."

"Not used to sitting on the sidelines?" You smile a bit at the way his face twists a little.

"Not at all." He chuckles.

"Then, shall we spend the afternoon quelling our nerves together? We can go shopping or take a walk or something." You suggest.

"Brilliant. Let's go." Thor says and the two of you begin walking off the Bifrost.

"Perhaps you can shed some  light on something for me as well?" You ask him.

"Of course. What is it?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it and I can't stop wondering. Why is your father crowning a new king? And why Loki? I thought the job would go to you."

"Loki didn't tell you? My father says his time is coming to an end soon. He wants to ensure a smooth transition of power by doing it before that happens." Thor says.

"Oh! No Loki didn't tell me that. But that still doesn't explain why he's chosen Loki. You're next in line aren't you?"

"I told him I didn't want it." He shrugs.

"What? You don't?"

"No! Not at all. Loki is much more fit for the role than I am. Of course I will protect my people valiantly but sitting on the throne feels like more responsibility I've ever wanted."

"And Odin just, agreed to make Loki king instead? Even though he'd intended for you to do it?" You frown.

"Well, yes and no."

"I'm confused."

"When I told him I wouldn't be king he dismissed me, then after some time he told us Loki would have to fight this beast but he said he would make Loki king after he returned. I didn't understand it, why he would agree to crown Loki after deciding to send him on this quest. He gave this speech that a true king would do whatever it takes to protect his people so of course Loki was keen to prove himself but I believe our father is using this mission to force my hand."

"I don't follow."

"I don't think my father intends for Loki to return from this battle."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to be king. I told my father I'd abdicate however, he knows I would not abandon my duty to the people. If I had to be king I would do it."

"You think he sent Loki to die fighting this beast so you would have no choice but to take the throne?"

"I don't want to believe my father capable of such cruelty, but I can't put it past him. He's a stubborn god, he'd do many things to get his way."

"That's why you tried to stop Loki from going? You thought it was an assassination attempt basically." You say.

"Pretty much. But Loki is- perhaps even more stubborn than our father. I can't convince him of anything. However, he's determined to return and I'm choosing to believe nothing will stop him from coming back to you."

"Being killed by a giant monster might hinder that plan a bit." You say.

"If you think Loki will let anything get in the way of something he wants you still have quite a bit to learn about your husband." Thor smiles.

"Yeah, maybe."

"Look, all we can do now is wait. Let's do as you suggested, shopping yes? I'll buy you anything you want just point it out." Thor throws an arm around you as you head into the city for the rest of the afternoon. Dinner is quiet which doesn't surprise you at all and when you return to your room for the night you almost wish you hadn't dismissed your maids but you make the best of the quiet as you get ready for bed.

~*~*~

You turn the corner planning to spend some time with one of the pianos.

"Y/n! There you are." Queen Frigga's voice carries down the hall, making you stop and turn to face her.

"Hello your highness. You were looking for me?" You ask walking towards her.

"I wanted to talk to you. See how you're feeling about all this."

"You mean about Loki?"

"Yes. I know I've been worried about all of this. I can't imagine it's any easier on you."

"Well it's not easy but I'm trying to remain optimistic. Loki seems very- confident so I will put my faith in him and trust that he will return to me as he promised." You say.

"That's good. That's great. I'm glad to hear that you are in an okay place."

"Yes, I've just been- mostly trying to find ways to fill the hours I would normally spend with Loki. Today I planned to play piano for a while."

"Would you mind playing for me for a bit?"

"Not at all your highness."

"Perfect, let's go." She says walking down the hall. The two of you make your way to your favorite piano. Queen Frigga sits with her eyes closed as you play the piano for a while. You play until a loud crash interrupts you. You share a glance with the queen before both of you rush out of the room to find out what the commotion was. You end up at the palace's main gates where Thor is standing. When you glance outside a giant snakelike creature with arms.

"What in the Norns is that?!" You gasp.

"I believe the monster Hrungnir has procured assistance." Thor says.

"What? As if monsters can form alliances?"

"Evidently it would appear so."

"We have to stop that thing." You frown.

"You have to go to your room. Someone will get you when it's safe but you are not going out there."

"Thor I can't just sit around and do nothing!"

"I promised Loki I would protect you with my life y/n, if something happens to you-"

"You'll tell Loki you did everything you could to protect me."

"I can't let you go out there y/n, seriously." Thor says placing his arms on your shoulders. You sigh, and then you see a guard.

"Excuse me, guard. Do you have a bow and arrows anywhere?"

"We should have them in the armory." The guard nods.

"Good. Get me a bow and as many arrows as you can spare. Quickly. Please." You order.

"Of course princess." He says scurrying off.

"I wasn't aware you were skilled in archery." Thor says.

"I'm skilled in many forms of combat. Archery included. I'm compromising."

"Compromising?"

"I will not sit here and do nothing. I have to help, but I will do it from a distance. In one of the towers, the creature is less likely to hurt me." You explain. Then, the guard returns with your requested weapon.

"Be careful y/n." Thor says.

"You too Thor. I mean it, you're like my best friend here. I will not lose you."

"You won't. Don't worry lady y/n, you won't." Thor smiles.

"See you on the other side." You tell him. With a wave of your hand, you transport yourself to one of the towers where you have a good vantage point of the monster. You spot Thor when he joins the knights already fighting the monster. You take a moment to enchant your arrows before loosing the first one. The enchantment ensures your arrows are strong enough to get far enough to hit the serpent creature. The arrow you shot hits the creature in the back and it roars loudly. You shoot at it several more times, hitting it as best you can while it fights the knights and valkyries. You miss a few of your shots but you're just glad you don't hit anyone else. Of course, your arrows are finite and when you shoot the last one you let out a frustrated huff. You told Thor you would fight from the tower but with no more arrows, you can't help feeling useless. You watch anxiously as Thor fights alongside everyone. A gasp leaves you when the tides turn in favor of the monster. With a violent turn the creature knocks over half of the fighters away. They crash into buildings and trees. When the monster manages to isolate Thor you can no longer sit in the tower. You flash yourself down near Thor and grab the serpent's attention with a fireball.

"Y/N! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Thor shouts at you as you continue to throw fire at the thing until you manage to duck behind a pillar.

"P-princess?" A pained groan grabs your attention. A Valkyrie is clutching her side.  Valkyrie has been training what she calls a new generation and this, to your knowledge, for many of them is their first serious battle.

"Oh gosh- we have to get you back to the palace." You say.

"No- if that thing attacks us I'll only make it harder for you to protect yourself." She grunts.

"I can't leave you here, you need medical attention."

"You shouldn't even be here. Get yourself to safety."

"No way that thing would've swallowed Thor whole without my help just now. I have to help him stop it before it destroys Asgard." You shake your head.

"Princess, Prince Loki wouldn't want-"

"Prince Loki isn't here." You wink at her. "I'll be back to help you once that monster is dead." You tell her ducking from your hiding spot to another. Thor and the serpent are in what seems like a deadlock as he circles the creature looking for an opening while it swipes at him.

"Thor!" You shout at him to get his attention.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" He shouts back.

"IF YOU GO FOR THE HEAD I'LL GO FOR THE HEART! ONE OF THOSE BLOWS WILL SURELY KILL IT!" You tell him, ignoring his command.

"Y/N I'M SERIOUS!" Thor yells. Using magic you form a spear with a white hot head. 

"I am going to stab the thing in the heart either work with me and cut its head off or don't but you can't stop me!" You call back taking a moment to find the beast's heart before flinging yourself and the spear directly at your target.

"Y/N!" You hear Thor yell as you pierce the monster's chest with some difficulty. When you notice one clawed hand swiping towards you, you mutter an enchantment to keep the spear on course to the heart of this thing just before it manages to knock you away, slicing at your side in the process. You let out a hiss then not noticing that Thor manages to cut the serpent's head before he joins you on the ground.

"Y/n! Are you alright? Let me see." Worry mars his face as he pulls you towards him.

"I'm fine Thor, it's not that bad." You say though the strain in your voice leaves him skeptical as he helps you back towards the palace.

"You promised you would fight from the tower. A distance. Where that thing could not hurt you. What were you thinking?!" He grits out.

"I was thinking- that thing cornered you and I couldn't just do nothing." You say.

"Loki would never forgive me if you had died. Do you realize that?"

"And I would never forgive myself if you had died." You tell him. Palace guards meet you on your way to the palace just then.

"Get her to the hospital wing immediately." Thor orders them.

"No. There's a Valkyrie- she needs your help more than I do. She's over there and she can barely move." You say directing the guards to where you'd left her.

"Y/n no, you need to get help." Thor frowns.

"I can still walk Thor. Without them, she may die there." You say. You turn to the guards. "Get her to the hospital wing immediately." You tell them sharply.

"You are impossible." Thor sighs.

"My wound is superficial compared to hers Thor. It would be selfish to accept help without knowing if she's alright."

"Guards are on their way to find everyone now, you know."

"And everyone else should be their priority." You say.

"Loki will surely riot when he returns to find you hurt." Thor mutters as he walks with you to the hospital wing.

"Let me worry about Loki." You half chuckle. "If there's something you need to do in the wake of this battle by the way, I can walk myself to get help you know."

"I will make sure you are tended to before I do anything else. Your safety is my top priority even if it is not yours." Thor says.

"Are you going to chastise me the whole way there?" You muse.

"Y/n that could have been much worse than it was-"

"But wasn't. And we killed the thing! We make a great team."

"We do- but only if you live."

"And live I did." You wink at him. By now you've reached the hospital wing and Thor hands you off to medics, making sure you're cared for before he eventually leaves to handle post battle things you're sure he probably should have done before worrying about you. Even with the gash near your ribs you can't help the proud feeling in your chest at having helped protect Asgard from such a vicious threat.

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[pascaloverx]

Forbidden Romance (+18)

Summary: You are in love with Prince Thor. He will soon be King and is hosting a ball between Kingdoms so he can find his future bride. Unfortunately, the Kingdom of Asgard is not ready to accept the Chief of the Royal Guard as the new Queen.

Warnings: inappropriate language, use of violence and adult content in the future of fanfic. some characters belong to the Marvel universe and others were created by the author. This chapter has adult content (smut). Minors do not read or interact with this fanfic.

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Chapter Six

A week after King Odin's illness became public, Asgard was in Thor's hands. What didn't seem like a big problem until power started corrupting the man you love. Thor decided that no marriage would be officialized until he got married. Which now seemed to be the last thing on his mind. Although he was seen with Lady Sif and on another occasion with Princess Jane, no marriage seems to be forthcoming. Odin looks too pale for a King as he murmurs in pain on his large bed. You approach gently, as if afraid of what will come next. And you are afraid of what comes next.

"Your Majesty, I fear for the well-being of our realm. I know your health is fragile, but your eldest son will cause the ruin of Asgard. I can assure you of that," you speak assertively as you approach Odin's bed. He looks at you with weakness. He is too weak.

"Child, do you fear my son's recklessness or that he loves you more than he loves Asgard?" King Odin speaks with great effort. You feel sorry for the King who once embodied the greatness of Asgard, but now symbolizes its potential decline.

"Since when, Your Majesty, have you known?" You ask, ashamed, feeling like a complete idiot for thinking the King didn't suspect your affair with Thor.

"My brave child, since Thor laid eyes on you, I knew. It is the duty of the King to know everything that happens in his realm. Know that by my will, you two would never have been involved, but Thor begged me, swearing to become a successor worthy of Asgard. That's why he will not marry you. Believe me, separately, I hold you both in great esteem. But together, you will be the end of all that is good in Asgard. Therefore, even on my deathbed, I will tell you what you must do, so that my son does not prevent you from marrying Prince Steve." King Odin speaks with a certain superiority. Even in his dying moments, the old man feels superior to you, even though he doesn't seem to hate you.

"You put me where I am today? I'm where I am today because your son couldn't control an erection? Give up this speech of superiority. You've aged poorly like a rotten bag. I'll probably be a Queen who, besides being loved by the people, will be loved by my husband. Whoever he may be. Now choose, do you want me to be the queen of Asgard or of Kyrax? Decide quickly, for by the course of our conversation, you will die before your son decides his bride. Trust me, Allfather, if I don't marry Steve, your son will be the first King of Asgard to have a non-noble wife. You can count on that." You say, approaching the King of Asgard, while he seems almost sickened by your threat. Amidst sideways glances and coughs, Odin finally managed to approach you.

"Have a ceremony under the sacred fire captured in the war against the Starks, you need someone from the nobility to officiate. Loki can help in this situation. That's all you need. I should add that you should consummate this marriage as soon as possible." King Odin looks defeated as he trembles in bed. Not all the royalty in the world can save the soul of a great sinner.

"Any other recommendations, Your Majesty?" You speak with contempt and pity at the same time. Odin looks at him as if he had to deliver bad news.

"I'm sorry to inform you, young lady, but you will have to do me one last favor before this is all over. I want my son engaged to Princess Jane. I beg for your help in this matter." Every word that came out of Odin's mouth seemed to be his last. His breathing is so weakened that you fear he will die before you leave the room.

"Consider done." You say leaving the room quickly, a little upset with what you're about to do. It will be the official end of your story with Asgard. Your story with Thor. You walk with heavy steps to the King Regent's room. Thor is lying in his bed. As soon as you enter his room, he stares at you.

"If you're going to come into my room like this, wouldn't it be better to lie down next to me?" Thor speaks with his eyes half open as you slowly approach his bed.

"I believe this is your future wife's task, no woman who has spent the last few years seeing your dick almost every day, Your Majesty." You respond, standing in front of Thor's bed.he is covered by sheets but visible naked.

"Jealousy looks good on you. I never thought you would feel threatened by anyone in this realm I've been involved with. It seems like it was wrong." Thor says as he slowly crawls onto the bed to standing with his legs open in front of you. All that stopped you from seeing him naked was the sheet. 

"Your father asked me for something. I want to know if there's any logical reasoning left in that brain of yours. He wants his marriage to Jane. He thinks you and her will be a good couple." You say, getting closer and closer to Thor. He doesn't seem to pay attention to what you're saying but at the same time he is paying attention to you. Horny was never a problem in our relationship. 

"What do you think?" Thor asks as his hands roam your body. He gently touches your belly, moving up to your breasts. You know how this will end. After all, that's what you came for. You take off the clothes you're wearing, mentally thanking yourself for not wearing armor. 

"I think you should marry her. You two are a good match, she will be a good queen. You two will probably have beautiful children." You say as you feel Thor's hand grip your ass tightly. An involuntary moan came out of your mouth.

"And you came to have sex with me to convince me that I should marry Jane?" Thor says as he holds your waist, laying you down on his bed. You kiss him, with desire. This is your farewell to him, the end of an era. Your lips felt like they belonged together. Your hands held tight to Thor's hair as your lips took possession of his lips.

"I came to say goodbye. So please, Your Majesty, shut up and enjoy." You say, dragging the sheet that still covered Thor's body and throwing it away. Thor holds your ass, slapping each buttock as he guides you to ride him. When his dick enters you, you feel an impulse to bounce, causing a strangely pleasant sensation. You and Thor look like animals, as he scratches your ass while holding onto it, you bite all over his neck. Sometimes biting Thor's lips and holding tight to his hair, you feel like it's going to overflow. 

"I don't want to say goodbye to you." Thor says as he enters you again, at a slow pace as if he doesn't want to end. However, you don't want to talk about feelings, so you start to sit on the Thor's cock faster, letting out grunts as you felt him inside you. Your hands hold Thor's body tight as you feel your orgasm coming. Thor seemed lost between moans and the desire to take over your entire body. His hands firmly holding your thighs as he pulls you closer as if he wants to tease you. His dick moving in and out of you faster and faster, your bodies getting sweatier and sweatier while your heart feels like it's going to come out of your mouth. Your breasts bump against Thor's chest causing a good sensation, until you feel his hands cupping your breasts. It all felt very carnal and real. The desire between you is very real.Moments later, you and Thor cum. You then allow yourself to give him one last kiss, tasting blood as you ended up causing a slight injury to his mouth while biting it.

"I don't like Jane. She seems like the perfect match for you and that bothers me. But it's very clear that you and I have a destiny to follow and that destiny is not with each other. I hope that one day you see that." You speak while you still feel Thor inside you. You hug him while still sitting on him and get up, picking up your clothes. It's time to put your plan into action. 

"You know all this doesn't change my opinion, your Prince Steve will return to the kingdom of Kyrax. And you will stay here. By my side." Thor says and you almost feel the need to laugh. He really thinks he owns you.

"Obviously, Your Majesty. I will withdraw because there is no place in this room for me and your ego. Make good use of your solitude." You go to the exit, where among Thor's things, you find what you came looking for. The key to the secret hall that holds the sacred fire. Now let's see who will side with whom.

To be continued...

[princekirijo]

Who is this mordred you speak of, tell me tell me tell me

Yeah sure thing thank you for showing interest eheh

So I actually have two OCs named Mordred! I actually really love the name I've been thinking of adding it to my list of names you can call me but I digress. I think I've mentioned both of them on the blog before but one of them is a Persona and the other is a demon.

The Persona Mordred is the Mordred I meant when I tagged that other post as Mordred. He is Riku's Black Mask Persona (his Loki essentially) and he is based on the Mordred from Arthurian Legends. For those who don't know he's seen as either King Arthur's son or nephew depending on the version of the tale. In some portrayals he's seen as a bastard who was planning to overthrow his uncle/father for his own gain but in other interpretations he's seen as more of a sympathetic character who was manipulated against Arthur. For the Persona I keep it kinda ambiguous which Mordred I mean deliberately because I think it's more interesting that way :] Design wise he's actually my favorite Persona I've designed (Lugh is close though) and you guys have seen his old design! He's a huge black/purple dragon, more serpentine but with a humanesque torso and arms, and he has parts of his skeleton exposed. He does have his own version of call of chaos but I won't talk about that because it's sort of spoilers? It's also a bit gross. I adore Mordred so much because he is based on a) my love of monsters/fucked up creatures and b) his design philosophy? He's supposed to be fear personafied (see what I did there hehe) and also he's based off of the idea that the part of you that's angry at the world is the part of you that loves you the most. I read that idea somewhere and as someone who's struggled with my own anger it is just such a powerful concept to me idk I love it. And as for story wise very simply put: Riku awoke to him in the Metaverse when he was 14ish but only after he got sent back in time after the thieves failed the Hatanaka palace deadline in the original timeline... if that makes sense (Black Captain is a NG+ AU of sorts...)

Then for the other Mordred I plan on talking more about him soon because he is part of my Spidersona lore! Basically he's a prince of Hell (or demon dimension I haven't ironed out all those details yet) and he possessed a genetically enhanced spider that died after a failed OckTech experiment (three guesses who owns OckTech). He had the spider bite Prince Parker (me kinda) and then proceeded to make a deal with him. He would become a sort of patron for Prince (grant him extra powers outside of the spider stuff) and in return Prince helps him round up demons that have escaped hell. These demons will appear as either like small time demons that are easy enough to recapture or some are my own universe's classic Spiderman villains (Green Goblin and Lizard for example). I suppose the whole pact thing is similar to warlocks in DND (I don't play dnd but I know that's a thing). I'll go into this in more detail in the Spiderfiend post but every time Mordred grants me a new power there is a catch, and Spiderfiend wears a ring every time a new power is granted (the ring can't be removed its a symbol of the pact if you get me). Personality wise he's very serious about his position and doesn't like abusing his power. He is however a bit of a dumbass - for example the reason he had the spider bite Prince, is because he through Prince was like a human prince 💀