#Valkryie

[mummifiedgoose]

I CAN NOT BELIEVE that in the year of our lord 2023 Tessa Thompson and Brie Larson are FINALLY allowed to have their characters be a little fruity together!!! I remember being on the front lines fighting for Carol/Valkyrie!!!! They were championing the cause!!!!!!! And now they are FINALLY interacting I'm gonna cry

[waterfulwishes]

kiss the dear maiden

[suudbe]

[quintessencewrites]

She loves me

toxic!Shuri x black!fem!reader; Valkyrie x black!fem!reader

She loves me. Even though whenever I say it, she doesn't say it back.

Warnings: angst, cheating, eventual fluff, explicit language as always, implied smut Word Count: 1.9k+

Requested by anonymous

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“I’m sorry, this voicemail box is full. Please hang up, and try again later.”

The line had stopped trilling two calls ago and this time was no different. Either Shuri’s phone had died or she’d turned it off, and it was most likely the latter. 

That photo presented itself in the forefront of your mind, teasing you. You had to look at it again, had to really examine it. Oh, how you didn’t want to though. Didn’t want to believe what was right in front of you. 

Her face was hidden behind a mountain of curls belonging to a girl who wasn’t you. Toothy grin full of pearly whites, chiseled jaw set taut. Tattooed hands snaked around a neck that wasn’t yours and a waist that wasn’t attached to your body. 

That’s what gave her away. Those tattoos, so distinguishable, climbing up her fingers like vines. Fingers that you had memorized, from their calloused feel on your dark skin to their full length petting your core. 

Frustration washed over, entangling you in a flurry of emotions. The exasperated scream that crept from your lungs was deep and animalistic. Your chest burned with envy and hurt, swirling to form a nasty tornado of detestment. 

Seven months. That’s how long you and Shuri had been together. 

She loves me, you’d convinced yourself from day one. Her words were smooth, pulling you in and caressing you like silk. “You’re so beautiful” she’d purr to you. “This beautiful ass is all mine, ain’t it ma?”

She loves me. Her touch was scalding, igniting a flame each time her skin kissed yours. From those long, thin, phalanges that caressed your chin with such gentleness, to the warmth that ran through you when she laid you on your back, one hand around your throat and the other working furiously between your legs. 

She loves me. Even though she came home night after night with bruises sprinkled about her most intimate areas. Various sized dark spots contrasting starkly with her mahogany skin. 

She loves me. Even though she tilted her phone away from you whenever it chimed, alerting her of a new message. Whoever texted her, whatever they said, pulled her attention away from you like hypnosis. 

She loves me. Even though whenever I say it, she doesn’t say it back. 

Your fingers were itching to call again, your consciousness begging for her to answer and explain. “Ma, it wasn’t even like that.” 

“She’s just a friend.”

“I have a long-lost twin sister.”

Your manicured thumb hovered above their name, so desperately wanting to call. 

So you did.

 The phone felt heavy as you brought it to your ear. It rang and rang and rang. 

“Hello?” The heavily accented voice finally picked up. Your words were lost upon you, each one getting stuck in your throat and forming a lump that brought forth salty tears. 

A broken gag mustered from your lips. 

“Y/n? What’s wrong?”

As soon as your mouth opened, the floodgates followed. “V? C-can you c-come over? Please?” That last word was accentuated with desperation as you felt your beating heart break into a thousand pieces. 

“Gimme five.”

It wouldn’t even take that long; you knew that for sure. All it took was your fragmented speech for Valkyrie to rush over with an astonishing quickness. She wasted no time knocking, bending to pull the key you kept under the mat and letting herself in. 

V’s hair swung about her face, her head snapping in every direction in search of you. “Y/n, baby? Where are you?” She tiptoed on the plush carpet, as if afraid to step on you. 

She followed the sounds of your sobs, all the way to your bedroom. There you sat, in the corner, knees pulled to your chest and face hidden in your arms. Your phone had been discarded several feet away and as she stepped closer, Valkyrie got a good look at what upset you so.  

Her heart pounded, anger flowing through her veins at the sight. She wanted nothing more than to find Shuri and rip into her for breaking your heart, beating the panther to a pulp. 

Then she glanced up, catching your swollen gaze fixated on her with such despair. Shuri was a fool for sure, but her damnation would come. Now was the time to comfort you, fix you, put you back together. 

V walked slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. “Hey pretty girl,” she whispered as she crouched beside you. Like a magnet, your head gravitated to her shoulder and there it stayed. Her hand reached up to caress calming strokes into your hair. 

“She doesn’t love me, V.”

God, it sounded so pathetic. You’d spent almost a year loving somebody who didn’t love you back. 

Valkyrie is silent, but her movements don’t stop. 

“Why doesn’t she love me?”

The room is still, the weight of your inquiry settling. 

“She doesn’t deserve your love, y/n.”

Your eyes roll, and more tears release. It was such a generic answer, such a best friend answer to give. 

“She didn’t earn it,” V continues. “What did she give you besides good sex and shiny objects?”

Memories bombard you. Good sex and shiny objects. But also good laughs, fun moments. A trip to Wakanda that you’d never forget. Flowers ‘just because’ and dates that would make any girl swoon. 

But apparently you were just that. Just ‘any girl’. You were one in a million, quite literally. Shuri had sent you flowers adorned with the wrong name multiple times. Started to call you the wrong name during sex before she went mute instead. Taken you on dates to restaurants where she ordered ‘your favorite’ even though that was your first time visiting the establishment. 

The realization sent your tears streaming. It’d been right in front of your face this whole time. 

Your reddened eyes part from the floor and land on Valkyrie. Her long locs framing her defined jaw and pretty, bright brown eyes. The way she leaned her head against yours and played in your hair, mindlessly. 

The oversized top she sported showed off every flex in her muscular arms and her shorts were nearly hidden underneath the length of the shirt. 

She was in her gym wear. She wore it like a uniform, which meant she’d pulled herself from her most sacred activity to be your sanctuary. 

“I guess I love too hard, huh?”

Her gaze met yours in unison at your words, at the playfulness that jumped off your tongue behind the huskiness of your cries. 

“Too hard and too dumb,” your friend responds. 

A gasp feigns from you, “Dumb how?”

V’s head shakes, ever so slightly. “An argument for another day, y/n.”

“Well, make it an argument for today. Dumb how?”

The phone several inches away begins to vibrate furiously with yours and Shuri’s Cheshire grins ever so present on the screen. Both you and Val watch, quietly and intently, until the phone’s furious movements come to an end. 

And then they start up again. Shuri’s calling for a second time. 

“Dumb because I know you’re gonna answer that.”

Your eyes fall upon V’s, seeing a mirrored hurt behind an anguished expression. You were wounding her, playing this game of cat and mouse with Shuri. 

She loves me. She put her whole day on hold, rushing over the moment you asked and making it in record time. She would’ve come, no questions asked, no matter the time of day. 

She loves me. She was here and Shuri wasn’t. She was always here, picking up the pieces when the one you thought you loved fell short. 

She loves me. Even though you’ve just realized it. 

The device stops ringing, only to start right back up. Valkyrie stares at you hard, gauging your next move. 

It pains you to pull away from her touch, her soothing solace, but you do. You have to. 

Falling to all fours, you crawl to the phone, to Shuri awaiting on the other end with a basketful of excuses. 

The phone feels heavy in your hands as you retrieve it from the ground. It feels heavier when you press the green button and bring it to your ear. And Shuri’s voice feels heaviest. 

She knows she’s been caught; she gives you no chance to speak before she starts trying to cover her mistakes. 

“That picture wasn’t supposed to be posted on her story; she’s an ex and it’s an old pic-“

Those salty tears prickle your already glossed over eyes once more. 

“Shuri,” your voice was surprisingly steady, despite all the crying you’d just done. 

“Yes, baby girl? Listen, I’m tryna expla-“

“We’re done.”

Now it’s you who gives Shuri no time to speak, hanging up before she can register your words. 

You allow the phone to drop from your hold, unable to bear the weight of it any longer. Slowly, through your blurred vision, you turn and find Valkyrie seated where you left her. 

“Yeah, I’m dumb,” the steadiness you spoke with before is now gone and the admission comes out in a whisper. 

The silence in the room is suffocating and it lingers for far too long. V is the one to break it, her laughter chiming through the hush. It’s a genuine belly-laugh, one full of euphoria that doubled you over in the middle. The contagious kind of laughter that causes you to bend at the center as well, gripping your stomach for support as the chuckles and sobs mix. 

Val somehow finds her words in the midst of her giggles. “So dumb, y/n,” her powerful voice declares with outstretched arms, inviting you in. 

You don’t hesitate to accept, settling into her hold, the sounds of your shared exuberance harmonizing. 

“Dumb how?” You ask again, arms sneaking to wrap around her neck while hers come to rest on your waist. 

It feels right, Val’s touch, in a way that didn’t with Shuri. Hers was forced, consciousness elsewhere. 

Val’s was gentle and aware. She was here, doing this, because she wanted to. She wanted it; she wanted you. 

“Dumb because,” she begins, plump lips parting, dark eyes twinkling. “I think you’ve just now realized,” she emphasizes. “What’s been sitting right in front of you.”

Her tone is cocky but her words settle on your stomach like a fulfilling meal. 

Your response is slow and deliberate, and you mean every word. 

“I think I have too.”

“And?” She asks immediately, anxiety growing at the sudden slow burn. 

In the background, your phone constantly buzzes, Shuri’s face ever present on the device. It goes ignored, however, because you finally take in what’s been sitting in front of you. 

“And, I think I finally appreciate what’s been sitting right in front of me”

V’s eyes roll to the heavens, demeanor falling a bit. “Oh great, I’ve always wanted to be appreciated-“

Her dramatics halt when your hands graze her cheeks, pulling her striking gaze back to you. “Val. “ the sound of her name rolling off your tongue shushes her. 

“I like what’s sitting right in front of me.”

Valkyrie’s smile is so genuine, so pure and elated. She rests her forehead against yours, sinking further into you. “Yeah?” She whispers. 

You lean into her touch, grip on her tightening as if she’ll disappear beneath you. “Yeah,” you whisper back, truthfully, and for the first time in a very long time, you feel a tranquility that can only be explained by the girl seated in front of you. 

[laynsii]

tis a win for the women lovers today

[ikindamaybewanthertositonmyface]

OH MY GOD! I finally saw The Marvels today and NO ONE can convince me Carol and Valkyrie are anything but girlfriends!

I mean that scene was SO BEYOND GAY!

Not only was there the hug and the cheek kiss, but they were HOLDING HANDS THE WHOLE SCENE! :D AH!!!!

[ectonuritez]

“I accept who I am. But not the way you mean. I am Samirah al-Abbas. Samirah of the Lion.”

Edit: now available as a print!

ID: An illustration of Samirah al-Abbas from the Magnus Chase series, from the waist-up. She is a thin teenage girl with medium brown skin, looking over her shoulder with determination as she swings a golden hand-axe. She is wearing a light brown lantern-sleeve sweater with green patches on the elbows, a light green skirt, and a dark green hijab. Golden raven wings sprout from her back. She is smiling confidently, staring directly at the viewer. The background is grey with green-grey watercolor splatters. End ID.

[sidsinning]

Actually for a side character I really liked Valkyrie bc she's just a drunk asshole and its great

Also this short ass flashback scene was so fucking beautiful and glorious for no reason?????????????? Jaw was on the ground like huh what weren't we still on hulk pp jokes why am I on the floor I can't breathe

[mommyofkittens]

Masterlist

A Court of Fallen Heroes ( Azriel FanFiction )

𓆩✴𓆪 Summary 𓆩✴𓆪

It was a well known fact: the veil between the worlds grew thinner and thinner, so the possibility of a crashing was already a certainty. The rumours started a long time ago, but no one did anything to stop it. Luckily, time has passed, we went through wars and race eradications, but Faerie Realms and Mortal Lands stayed almost the same, some richer and some poorer.

Nobody was talking about the fallen, untill now, when the fates started working their old, wicked magic and gave us an early Summer Soltice gift: an unprepared girl who was sent tumbling from the sky.

Tumultuous and dangerous,

Bitter and heartbreaking.

This is the story of the Evening star.

About the young woman who holds the Sun as her weapon,

And the Moon as an ornament.

About the Cursed Crown, who chooses its own master

And about the man in the shadows, irreversibly bound to her, by the tongue of death.

And, after all, about us, the nothingness who catches a goal.

I am the Bloody Blade, former leader of the first legion, last of my kind, banished and tormented by dark memories and here is the beginning of our story.

Read on Ao3. 𓆩✴𓆪

Read on Wattpad. 𓆩✴𓆪

𓆩✴𓆪 Playlist

𓆩✴𓆪 Prologue

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 1: 3:33

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 2: " God Forbid... "

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 3: The Waking World

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 4: The Countess

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 5: Haunted

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 6: Decisions. Part I.

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 6: Decisions. Part II.

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 7: A Tale of Time

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 8: Jane Doe 𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 9: The Third One 𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 10: The Bloody Blade

𓆩✴𓆪 Chapter 11: The Vespertus

Hello, everyone! I am new to the writing experince and also English is not my first language. Hopefully, this won't interfere with my work too much. I am sorry if there are mistakes, I'll try to correct them. I didn't give up on this work, but writing one chapter is taking quite some time considering the fact that I always have to check my grammar and if the phrases make sense or if they're too long. Sometimes, when inspiration doesn't come, I write them in my own language and then translate and it takes a while too.

Also, I have exams untill mid July. Med school it's time consuming as hell. 🥲

You can also find me on Ao3 and Wattpad, I always keep my chapters updated and corrected there because it's easier to read them.

Hope you like my work! Have a great day, babes!

[artsykidwolf-2000]

I have not been able to get this idea out of my head of Freya x female reader where reader is helping her comb/groom her wings and then after they settle in to go to sleep but it's cold so Freya wraps her wings around reader to keep them warm.

I'd love if you could do something like this when you have a moment please

This one seems cute and interesting, I never thought Freya would be one of my first in my inbox. I'll do my best! 🫰

FREYA × F!READER

Warm Embrace

Rating: Fluffy with a feathery soft pillow

Warnings: none (mentions of a dead loved one???)

Requested by: Anonymous

★★★★★★★★★

It was another night in Vanaheim. The nature around you singing it's lively lullaby as you say by the fire. Freyr making a title to himself as he tells stories to the others. You on the other hand were a little ways off from the group. You were helping your beloved girlfriend with her newly found wings she longed for so long. You loved seeing her free like this. Ever since you found her in Midgard, or more like she found you, she was brooding and grief stricken. She brought you here to Vanaheim to help with the cause here, the Aesir's iron grip on this world.

You helped your love comb through her hair and wings. Her wings were beautiful just like her. Ever since Kratos helped her get her freedom back she looked more brighter than ever. Her red and white wings shimmered as a result of her new attitude. You hummed a little tune as you worked on one wing.

"Your voice is beautiful my love, it always puts me at ease" Freya smiled as she looked back you.

"thank you, my mother taught me how to sing before she left the 9 realms. She had a beautiful singing voice." You smiled at her compliment, "she always gave the best warm hugs at night when nights were cold. We didn't have much but she was enough for me..."

Freya pondered secretly in thought. She brushed through her hair one last time before the night started to die down.

"We should get some rest before Freyr starts up again" Freya smiled as she got up, putting away her wings. You nodded in agreement, stifling a yawn.

You two setting into your tent nearby. You crawl into the little bed "nest" you made so it be fluffy and comfortable. You both cuddle together, you being the little spoon bc Freya is taller than you by at least half a foot give or take. You didn't mind the height difference though. Means more warm snuggles!

"Good night Freya" you said quietly.

"Sleep well Y/N" she replied.

As the night grew darker, the temperature in Vanaheim got colder, must be a cold snap from Fimblwintr. You shivered a bit under your blanket with Freya. You were used to the cold but sometimes it gets to you. You snuggled closer to Freya, hoping to steal her warmth. What you felt next was surprising. It was her wings. She laid one across you like a very warm blanket. Holy crap it was so soft! You snuggled into them and opened your eyes.

"All warm Y/N?" Freya chuckled.

You nodded and kissed her sweetly, "Yup! You're too sweet for your own good!"

"I should say the same for you, you've helped me out all this time...this past year or so...I'm glad you've helped me open my eyes." Freya smiled and nuzzled your hair.

Your heart squeezed at the sentimental words. You hugged her close under her wing and never let go once you fell back asleep. The night was peaceful after than.

Once you two woke up in the morning, well only you, Freya had woken up earlier but stuck something in your hair. It was one of her feathers. You smiled at the kind gesture and ran out the tent to go meet your beloved girlfriend and her team for breakfast and patrols.

Gods you loved that warrior woman.

[accelerandy15]

Mini Valkryie 💖

(other is w transparent bg)

[nguyenfinity]

valk speedpaint!

[katsumayas]

valkryie headcanons

[dc-marvel-life]

My Queen

Pairing: Valkyrie x reader 

Request: I humbly request a fan fiction where female reader (if that's okay) is Valkyrie’s soulmate. The avengers saved you from hydra and Thor immediately recognized your soulmark. But hydra wants you back because you can talk to animals and turn into a small wolf but Val isn't going to lose her Queen. She had lived through reader dying and lived long enough for her return, she won’t fail us again.  - By Anon 

Word Count: 1276

The Avengers just finished taking down a Hydra base experimenting with people for their powers. Everyone thanked him once they were free and escorted by SHIELD agents to a plane. Thor is in one of the holding blocks releasing all the people into cells. Thor goes into the last cell in the block, and he freezes. He freezes because the prisoner has a mark of Asgard, more specifically, an Asgard soulmate mark that matches Valkyrie’s mark. Thor has heard many stories of Valkyrie's mate and how she was a kind and loving person who could light up a room, but that is sadly not true now. She is wearing torn-up clothing that looks like it has not been washed since she put it on, cuts and bruises are all over her body, and she is chained to the wall on a short chain. She is in the corner of the room in a ball, shaking. It is a hard sight to see for Thor because she is supposed to be a mighty and strong warrior. Who knows what she has been through for all these years locked up. 

“Y/N…” Thor says softly, not to spook Y/N. Y/N turns around slowly to see Thor and sighs in relief. 

“Y/N, it is time to come home; Valkyrie is waiting for you,” Thor says, and Y/N’s face lights up at hearing her soulmate’s name. She tries to stand up but falls right away. Thor is there to catch her. Thor breaks the chain and carries Y/N out of the building and into the Quinn Jet.

“Thor, why are you bringing one of the prisoners here and not with the SHIELD medics,” Tony asks Thor.

“We have to get back to base quickly,” Thor says, putting Y/N on the medic table and strapping her in. 

“I will get you back to Valkyrie, Y/N. I promise you that,” Thor says quietly to Y/N.

“You never answer my question, Thor,” Tony says.

“She is Asgardain and needs to go home to her soulmate, Valkyrie,” Thor says to Tony.

“We should be heading out in just a second. Let me start up the jet. Also, please don’t tell Valkyrie that I was holding you back. I am kind of scared of her,” Tony says, looking back to ensure everyone is in the jet before taking off. 

The team gets to the compound and rushes Y/N to the med bay with Dr. Cho. While they care for Y/N, Thor calls Valkryie to tell her the news. 

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Valkyrie is in her house in New Asgard, drinking in the middle of the day. This has been normal for Valkyrie since she lost Y/N all those years ago. Things have improved since she met Thor and returned to Asgard to be the new king, but the loss of her love never goes away. 

Valkyrie had already been through one bottle and was about to start another, but her phone ringing distracted her. She looks at her phone and sees it is Thor and doesn’t answer at first. Valkyrie sighs and continues to open her bottle, and her phone rings again. She looks, and it is Thor again. Thor usually doesn’t call two times in a row because she doesn’t like using phones, so it must be important. Valkyrie picks up her phone.

“What do you want, Thor? You are interrupting someone very important right now and-” 

“We found her, Val,” Thor says, interrupting Valkyrie. 

“She is here at the compound in the med bay. He found her in a hydra base today” Thor continues talking, but she stops listening after we found her. Valkyrie knows what Thor means by her; it is the love of her life that she lost all those years ago. 

Valkyrie hung up the phone and rushed to the Avenger’s compound to see Y/N. She gets to the compound, and it is silence in the air. Everyone is staring at her, not knowing what to say.

“Where is she?!” Valkyrie yells at everyone staring at her. Thor comes to her and leads her to Y/N. They walk to the med bay in silence. Once they reach the med bay, Thor lets her go in alone. Valkyrie walks in slowly, not knowing what to expect, and the sight in front of her is much worst than she thought. Y/N is lying on the bed and sleeping with machines all around her and multiple needles in her. Y/N has bruises and cuts all over her body from being a prisoner of Hydra.

“My queen, you have come back to me,” Valkyrie says, walking over to Y/N and sitting beside the bed. Valkyrie grabs Y/N’s hand and kisses it.

“You have no idea how much I miss you, my love. I thought about killing myself, but I knew you would bring me back to life and kill me yourself, so I never did it. I am so glad that I didn’t so we can be reunited,” Valkyrie says, holding back tears.

“You are right that I would have brought you back just to kill you,” Y/N says, then laughs, but her body hurts and winces. 

“My love, you are awake” Valkyrie places one of her hands on Y/N’s cheek.

“Of course I am. Did you really think that you could get rid of me?” Y/N says, turning her head so she has a good view of Valkyrie.

“I mean, I thought I did for thousands of years,” Valkyrie says, and a tear runs down her face. Y/N wipes away the tears from her face.

“Well, I am back, and why do you look like shit, my beautiful angel, I can smell the alcohol on your breath too,” Y/N says with a raised eyebrow. Valkyrie tries to speak, but nothing comes out.

“Don’t worry darling, I am back and do not need to explain yourself. We both had rough thousands of years,” Y/N says with a smile. The smile that Valkyrie fell in love with. No matter what the situation, Y/N always had a smile on her face.

“What happened to you, my love?” Valkyrie asks.

“Well, the last thing I remember was fighting in a battle with you, and I got hit. I fell all the way down to Midgard somehow. I was injured and called out for help, but no one came. Just animals came to me, and I thought they would attack me since I was down and hurt, so I shifted to my wolf. The only problem is that I only changed half of my body since I was so injured. That scared off all the animals, and I was left to freeze near a lake. I fell into the lake a froze. I don’t know how long had passed before Hydra found my frozen body in the lake and saw I had power and wasn’t part of the Earth. They have experimented on me ever since,” Y/N says, crying while telling the story.

“Well, don’t worry, my love, anymore because you are safe with me, and I will never let anything happen to you ever again, okay,” Valkyrie says, and Y/N nods her head. Valkyrie leans in and gives Y/N a long-deserved kiss.

“Also, you are a queen,” Valkyrie says after breaking the kiss.

“I know, you called me that always,” Y/N laughs.

“No, I mean you are the queen of New Asgard,” Valkyrie says, leaving Y/N speechless.

“Well, I am happy to be your queen,” Y/N says, smiling at Valkyrie.

Masterlist

[thecarchitecture]

[lostpuppy-syndrome]

marvel masterlist!

NATASHA ROMANOFF !

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CAROL DANVERS !

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KATE BISHOP !

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YELENA BELOVA !

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