#reader x hela

[amphibiahawks321]

Hela : You are by far most alluring thing I've ever laid my eyes on....

[M!Reader stares at her with confusion while eating a burger with sauce all over his face]

Hela : You truly are worthy

M!Reader : Of what?

Hela : My heart...

M!Reader : Awwwwww! ^v^

[super-marvel-dc]

*Loki, Y/N and Hela watching Odin disappear into the wind*

Y/N: *Starts coughing*

Loki: *Concerned* are you all right?

Hela: Are you crying? It's o-

Y/N: I think I was standing in the way of your father and I accidentally snorted some of him.

[inlovewithgreta]

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Glorious - Hela x Fem!Reader

Summary: You wake up to Hela and her early morning cravings.

Warnings: degradation, praise, dumbification, somnophilia, pussy slapping, slight spit kink, oral sex (r!receiving), definitely not proofread...

Word Count: 2.1k

Taglist: @celasteria @shslbunnylover @bellatrixsbrat @ratsnestinmyhair

© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.

The early glow of the sun rising over the horizon covered the space around you in a magnificent golden hue. Curtains were spread just enough to let the bright light into your bedroom.

You had spent the night tucked into Hela's arms, but throughout the night, you had somehow found your way to the opposite side of the bed. And when the ravenette woke up, her vision was blurry from sleep.

Knuckles rubbed against her eyes, and she audibly groaned. Not only were the rays from the sun shining directly into her face, but she was cold.

Your body always kept her warm. Limbs tangling with her own as if you were both one, but today they were missing. She frowned as she pulled the covers over her, but when she looked over to your side of the bed, all morning sourness was depleted.

Hela herself was never a morning person. It was too bright, too shiny, too early. If she could stay in bed all day with you tucked by her side, she would.

And the sight of you laying on your stomach, body turned away from her, hair sprawled out behind you, your bare back glowing with the most beautiful glow from the sunshine, and your little black lace panties just barely peeking out from under the duvet had her mind instantly take a new direction.

You looked at peace. And even in your sleep, Hela thought you were the most gorgeous being she had ever seen. Long, slim fingers tangled in your locks, twirling the soft strands away so she could get a better view of your back.

Your muscles moved with each steady breath, and Hela couldn't help herself but to reach out and glide a gentle finger down your spine.

Her sweet Angel, sleeping so peacefully—so beautifully. Her body moved closer to yours like a magnet. Drawn to you. Meant to connect with you.

Your skin was as soft and smooth as the silk sheets beneath you. Tender digits explored your back, following every nook, every dip, curve, and trail until she reached just low enough to touch your lace panties.

They were her favorite ones. Dark. Black. Her favorite color. And you looked absolutely divine wearing it.

Her fingers pulled at the duvet, gently and carefully sliding the thick blanket down your legs, and past your feet, earning the most subtle shiver from you in your sleeping state.

Such a delectable creature you were. So much younger, brighter, sweeter. The completely opposite of her. Yet you chose her. The more older, crankier, darker woman. And she would never admit it, but you brought out the best in her.

And she was ever so grateful for you. But to her, words were a struggle. It was hard for her to tell you exactly how she felt. It was an ongoing battle between her mind and her lips.

But there was another way that always allowed her to express herself. And that was with physical touch. One thing she loved most.

And that's why when you let out the softest of hums when her digits raked over the lace panties covering the curve of your ass, Hela knew what she had to do.

Even in your sleep, your body and mind memorized her touch. So soft and delicate. The complete opposite of her usual demeanor.

Her pointer and middle finger dipped just beneath the lace to drag the thin fabric carefully down your legs.

Hela moved her body closer, allowing her moistened lips to place featherlight kisses along your bare back. The purplish marks from her actions the night before were now prominently darker, and she smirked to herself.

Panties were slipped off and thrown down the bed, immediately forgotten, as the ravenette continued her slow path down your figure.

Her tongue dipped to the curve of your waist, soothing over the faint bruise from previous endeavors. She loved marking you. Her lover. Her person. Wanting the world to know who you belonged to.

"So beautiful..." she whispered between peppering kisses. Lips ghosted along the curve of your ass, but she took her time savoring your luscious bottom.

It was her favorite body part, and you immediately caught onto that fact as your relationship with her blossomed. All the touches, kisses, pinches, and smacks all quickly made sense.

Luckily for her, one leg was lifted, closer to your chest, yet exposing more of the space between your thighs. Lips were licked, and her body settled between your legs.

A plethora of chaste kisses were placed along the innermost part of your thighs. Hela used both hands to grab a handful of your ass, spreading your cheeks to allow more space for her tongue to dart out and lick a strip across your puffy folds.

It took everything in her not to let out an animalistic groan at the sweet and tangy taste of your pussy. "So fucking perfect..." she whispered to herself between kitten licks.

Your hips involuntarily bucked. And the woman slowly eating you out, was studying your every move. Every little twitch, hitch of your breath, and tiny shudder that elicited from you.

Like your body knew, even in a deep slumber, that she was close. That she was touching you. The reason why you were dreaming that you were being pleasured— but it wasn't a dream.

A small whimper fell past your lips as reality hit you. The room was slowly being filled with the sun's rays peeking through the curtains, hands were grabbing feverishly at your ass, and lips were sucking at your most intimate parts.

"There we go... wake up for me, princess," Hela cooed.

She was exploring you. Relishing being on her most favorite spot. Your hips steadily grind against her face, and your hand reaches down to lay atop her own that laid across your ass.

Her tongue brushes past your hole, forcing you to let out a muffled moan as you hide your face in the plush pillow.

A harsh smack to your ass had you let out another muffled yet hearty moan from you. The immediate switch in her tone was arousing.

"You know I like hearing those slutty little moans of yours. Keep them muffled and I will stop. I will not look, touch, or even breathe in your direction all day. Now let me fucking hear you. Do you understand me?"

Eager to please, you move your head. Letting your head fall sideways. "S-sorry—" you mumbled, sleep still relevant with your slurred response.

Your eyes were fluttering, half-closed, threatening to close. She explored every nook and valley, tasting every last drop of your arousal that threatened to spill from your cunt.

"You better be," she seethed, taking a moment to collect air but still pull the smooth skin of your ass cheek between her teeth and bite down.

You yelped in surprise. Your body wiggled, but Hela was insistent on holding you down. Crescent moons from her nails leaving marks in your flesh that were sure to stay for the rest of the day.

Hela dove back to your cunt, paying special attention to your puffy clit. Your most sensitive spot. The spot that the ravenette liked to play with the most.

"Come on, baby. Let me hear those pathetic little moans." She groaned against your pussy. "I want to hear you screaming my name. I don't give a fuck who hears."

She was swift in turning you over, and while you were still in a sleepy haze, it was a quick and easy move. Your knees bent, and legs lazily fell open as you allowed your lover to dive nose-deep in your pussy.

Fingers curled inside dark locks, before pulling at the strands to elicit low, sinful moans that sent vibrations through your core.

Eyes fell shut, too heavy to stay open. But moan after moan fell past your lips and played heavenly in Hela's ears. It was just too easy for her to make you moan. Always so noisy when she pleasured you.

After all, she had memorized every little thing that made your eyes roll, and her name fall past your lips over and over again in an increasingly growing prayer.

One hand left your quivering thighs to glide up your abdomen. She could feel every hitch of your breath as her slender digits slid higher and higher.

Your breast filled the palm of her hand, and the feeling was enchanting. How you fit so perfectly. Like your body was made entirely for her own pleasure.

She was glad you wore no garments to bed, making it easier for her to fuck you. Although she was still wearing more than you were, the last thing on her mind was herself.

"Always such a little slut for me. Even in your sleep. Isn't that right? You were dreaming about me weren't you?"

"Yes!" You bucked your hips. "So good..." you mumbled.

Hela chuckled at your response. It was clear you were barely there.

"Look at you," she scoffed. "I haven't even let you come yet you're barely even coherent." She nipped at your pulsating clit. Your back arched from the bed in response.

"Have I already fucked you stupid?" She asked.

"Mmph— I —" your head nodded, but your words weren't correlating. Your mouth opened, but nothing came out besides the constant moans and the occasional whimper.

"So fucking pathetic... eating you out so good you can barely even speak." She poked at your cunt with her tongue as her words were muffled as she spoke. "What's on that fucked out, stupid little mind of yours, hmm?"

Your lips opened but nothing came out. Nails scratched at her scalp as you focused on the pleasure building between your thighs.

An unexpected harsh smack elicited the sharpest of gasps from you. Hela had used her free hand to slap your pussy, pulling you back to reality.

"Answer me, my little slut." You whined, and not from just the slap, but from her mouth leaving your pussy while she glared up at you. You were so close, yet now your orgasm was fading away.

And it was fading quickly.

"Y-You! Jus—Just you!" Your hips bucked, and doe eyes gazed down at her in a silent plea.

A pleased hum elicits from her, as she watches you intently. Your flushed face, doe eyes, and a pouty lip. You were just the most precious thing. So innocent... yet so filthy at the same time.

"That's my good girl. See that wasn't so hard. Now let all those thoughts disappear from that pretty little mind while I finish what I started."

Hela dove right back in, not sparing another second as she spit at your pussy, leaving a trail of saliva from her lips before flicking at your folds.

A throaty moan falls past your lips, struggling to breathe at the newfound sensitivity you were feeling over how close you previously were to your release.

Her tongue flicked and prodded at your puffy clit before she pulled it into her mouth with a harsh suck. This time she allowed your hips to move, letting you ride her face as she fucked you with her tongue.

Your gaze flicked down to her once more, and you came in merely an instant. The way her gaze was already trained on you and the sight of her head between your legs was enough to set you off.

Her name was loudly falling from your mouth with a plethora of other numerous, almost pornographic noises. Your thighs trembled and restricted against her head, but Hela insisted on letting you ride out your high for as long as possible.

You swore your vision went black and you saw stars, in which Hela noticed when your lashes fluttered and your eyes were glazed over.

Your body was convulsing, Hela finally removing her mouth from your dripping cunt to first lick her lips, and then place kiss after kiss along your thighs.

She followed a familiar trail upwards. First starting at your hip bone, then to your navel, between the valley of your breasts, and up to your chin.

Her mouth latched onto your own, sucking on your plump lower lip before sliding that skillful tongue of hers past your lips.

You could taste yourself along her experienced tongue, and moaned deeply into the kiss.

Hela chuckled deeply when she pulled away from the kiss for air, only for you to attempt to chase her lips with a pout, not ready for her to pull away just yet.

"We need to get some food in you first before we even think about continuing this. I can't have my pretty little thing passing out on me mid-orgasm," she teased.

You let out a dramatic sigh as her fingers moved your hair out of your face. She was right, but you were too stubborn to admit it.

But you knew one very important thing about Hela.

And that was she was a woman of her word.

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[harknessxo]

Too Sweet

Paring: Dom!Hela Odindottir x sub!reader

Summary: She finds you talking to a guard in the garden and makes you cum until she’s satisfied as a punishment.

Warnings; mistress kink, punishment, praise/degradation kink, light spanking, fingering, vibrator, overstimulation, girl penis, breeding kink, cunnilingus, a little aftercare.

Word Count:

A/n: This is my first Hela fanfic!

You were roaming around the castle’s garden, trying to pass the time. Hela was currently in a Royal meeting, leaving you to fend for yourself. It was really boring without her but looking at all the beautiful flowers helped. You started picking some to make a flower crown for her for when she was done when one of the guards thought it was a good idea to talk to you.

“Hey sweet thing, what are you doing all alone?” The man dumbly asked.

“I don’t think you should be talking to me-” you stammered out. He smirked at your response, stepping closer to you.

“Why’s that? Is there a reason you’re so nervous?” You immediately took a step back.

“Look, she’s going to be out any minute now, please go.” He chuckled, taking another step closer to you.

“Who is ‘she’? Your mother?”

“She’s talking about me.” Hela says from behind the idiotic man. The man immediately tenses and you do the same, knowing what was to come. He slowly turns around to face her, the smirk completely wiped off his face.

“M-my queen! I didn’t see you there!”

“You have five seconds to get out of my sight before I shred you into nothing.” She said coldly. He didn’t need to be told twice. He was out of the garden in less than a second, not even looking back. Hela then turned her attention to you, a cold look in her eyes.

“And what were you doing?”

“I was j-just picking flowers to make you a c-crown…” You stuttered, showing her the flowers you had picked out. She took the flowers from your hand, inspecting them.

“I see,” she said, her cold look slowly fading away as she wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close to her side, “But that doesn’t make up for the fact that you were talking to a man. You know the rules.”

“B-but he came to me and I was trying to send him away-” you immediately started to explain. She placed a finger under your chin, tilting your head up so you were looking at her.

“You still shouldn’t have been talking to him. I thought you knew better, pet.”

“Please, mistress-” She smirked as she saw you pleading with her. She loved it when you begged her.

“You know I don’t give second chances when it comes to breaking my rules, pet. I think you need a punishment to remind you who you belong to.”

“…yes, mistress,” you said, defeated. She chuckled and began to walk, pulling you along with her into her chambers.

“Good girl. Now let’s see…what kind of punishment will you be getting…” You dreaded any type of punishment from her. She always had extreme punishments in store yet you secretly enjoyed them. Once inside the room, she ordered you to take off your clothes while she sat down on the bed before pulling you into her lap. She started to play with your hair as she thought about a suitable punishment for you.

“Oh I know exactly what you need,” she slid you off her lap, going to her closet and pulling out a box you knew too well.

“Mistress, please-” you pleaded again, knowing too well what she was going to do.

“Oh, you’re begging already? We’ve barely even started, pet,” She chuckled and sat down on the bed again, patting her lap as a signal for you to lay across it. You obeyed quickly, not wanting to get a worst punishment. She put your arms behind your back and tied them together with a silk rope. After she slowly started tracing her fingers over your naked skin, making you shiver.

“I’m going to fuck this little cunt until I am satisfied and you’re going to take everything I give you. I’ll make sure to make you come until you beg me to stop, understood?”

“Y-yes, mistress.” She smiled in satisfaction. She then moved her fingers towards your soaked pussy, dipping them in your wetness.

“Would you look at that? For someone who doesn’t like to be punished, you sure are soaked by the mere thought.” She wasted no time before thrusting two fingers inside with a relentless pace right off the bat. You whine pathetically, embarrassed by wet noises your pussy was making.

“Don’t be embarrassed, darling. I love how your pussy sounds and it’s such a pretty sound,” She started to pick up the pace, knowing just how to make you fall apart in a matter of seconds.

“Ahh! Mistress!”

“That’s it. I love it when you’re a whiny little mess for me. You’re such a good little slut for me, aren’t you?” She continued to thrust her fingers in and out of you at an unrelenting pace, curling them every time she was fully inside you. You came almost immediately after her taunting comment, your juices gushing out. She helped you ride it out and then pulled her fingers out, giving your cheeks a hard smack. She watched you try to catch your breath, then she smacked your ass again, leaving another red hand print.

“That was just one orgasm, darling. We’re not even close to being done yet,” you trembled at the reminder. She waved her hands and a vibrator apparently in her hand. She started rubbing the tip of the toy over your folds, making sure to tease you before turning it on to the highest setting and shoving it inside you.

“Ah!” You yelped at the sudden roughness. She chuckled as you yelped, using her other hand to keep your hips in place.

“What’s the matter, pet? Can’t handle a little toy?”

“I- I can-” You said, wanting to please her. She grabbed your hair pulling it up, forcing you to look at her. She smirked again.

“Prove it then, darling.” She started thrusting the toy in and out of you. You found it very difficult not to squirm to get away. You were someone who would get really sensitive after just one orgasm and she knew that. She knew how sensitive you were, which is why she kept the toy on high, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to handle it. She watched your face, taking in all your expressions and moans as you tried to keep yourself from coming again.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to cum again?” You wanted to but you knew it would only get worse from there. She knew exactly what you were thinking and it amused her.

“Come on, pet. Don’t hold back on me. I know you want to cum again. I can tell by how much you’re shaking.” You immediately let go, too tired to hold back anymore. She smirked as you finally came, a look of satisfaction on her face as she turned the toy off.

“There’s a good little slut. That’s the second one. How many more do you think you can handle?”

“N-no more-” She chuckled, moving her hand up to your face and cupping your chin.

“Oh pet, you’re not getting a choice. You’re going to take whatever I give you, whether you like it or not.” She picked you up and threw you in the bed, tying your hands to the headboard now. She started taking her clothes off to reveal her already hardened cock. You clenched your thighs together at the sight. She noticed you clenching your thighs together and chuckled.

“There’s no getting away from this pet,” she knelt on the bed in between your legs, roughly spreading them apart. You clenched your eyes tightly, trying to embrace yourself to take her. She’s never been gentle when she fucked you, not even when her cock was as big as it was but you liked it. It still didn’t make it any easier for you. She ran her hands over your body, appreciating the sight of you being all tied up and spread out for her. She then grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at her.

“Look at me while I’m fucking you. Understand?”

“Yes, mistress.” She smirked and gave your cheek a light slap before moving her hands to your hips, digging her nails into your skin. She then positioned herself at your entrance, teasing you a little bit before finally pushing inside with a deep groan.

“Uugh!” She bottomed out, a belly bulge forming as she did. She looked down at your belly, a satisfied smirk on her face as she placed her hand on the bulge, gently rubbing it with her thumb. She let out another groan, loving the feeling of you clenching around her.

“Gods, you feel so good, pet…” You tugged at the silk rope, wanting to touch her in anyway but it was useless. She chuckled at your attempts to get out of the restraints, clearly enjoying the sight of you all helpless and needy. She then grabbed your legs, putting them over her shoulders before starting to pound into you with a rough and fast pace.

“P-please! Slow d-down!” You cried out, tears welling up in your eyes.

“Why would I do that, pet?” She said in between groans, ignoring your pleas and continuing to thrust into you at a relentless pace. She wanted to ruin you, make you cry out for her and forget everything except her name. She was determined to get what she wanted.

Her cock kept hitting your g-spot, over and over again and soon you came on her cock for the third time of the night. She kept going, even after you came again. She was close to her own release but wanted to make you come undone once more before she did. She gripped your hips tightly, her thrusts getting even more sloppy as she chased her own orgasm.

“Tell your mistress how much you want her to cum inside you.” She commanded in between pants.

“I…I want-” you couldn’t get the words out with how fucked out you were.

“Come on, pet. Use your words. I know you can do it.” She gave a particularly hard thrust, trying to coax the words out of you.

“Haah! C-cum inside me m-mistress!” She let out a low growl at your words, her pace becoming erratic as she started to near her release. She leaned down and began leaving marks all over your neck and chest, claiming you as hers.

“Good girl. Good slut…” She came with a groan, fucking her load deep inside your guts, making sure not to waste a drop. She stayed buried inside you for a moment, riding out her orgasm before slowly pulling out. She looked down at your ruined form, admiring the way her cum was spilling out of you.

“You did so good, pet. Such a good little slut for me,” she started rubbing her cum all over your pussy lips, “But you still owe me one more,” she waved her hand once again and a toy you knew too well appeared in her hand.

“No! Please! No more!” It was another vibrator but this one was different. Every time Hela used it on you, you came hard almost immediately and you’d be sobbing by the end. She loved to see you cry which is why she would always save it for last.

“Aw, but you look so beautiful when you’re crying. Besides, I can tell that you’re still being stubborn. You need to be taught a lesson, my darling.” She grabbed your chin again, forcing you to look up at her. She turned the toy on, letting it hum loudly as she brought it to your pussy.

“No, no, no, no- AH!” As soon as the toy made contact with your clit, you could feel your orgasm building up. Hela chuckled at your reaction, loving how sensitive you were to the toy. She started rubbing it against your clit in tight circles, watching you squirm beneath her.

“That’s it. Just give in, pet. Give into the pleasure.”

“Mistress! Please no more!” You squirmed even more.

“You keep begging me to stop, but you know that it’s no use. I know you’re enjoying this, even if you won’t admit it,” she continued to rub the toy against your clit, enjoying the sight of you squirming and trying to get away from the overstimulation. You sobbed hysterically when your fifth orgasm finally washed over you. Your sight was blurred by your tears and you couldn’t feel your legs.

She smiled, satisfied with the result. She finally turned off the toy and set it aside, gently rubbing your thighs to try and calm you down a bit.

“You look so pretty when you cry, darling. All blissed out and ruined. So perfect for me.” She licked your tears away, humming at the salty taste. She then moved down your body, kissing and nipping at it until she reached your ruined pussy. You started to panic, thinking she was going to make you cum again until she shushed you.

“Relax, darling. I’m just cleaning you up,” she said before gently running her tongue through your folds, lapping up her cum that was leaking out of you. You whimpered pathetically every time her tongue made contact with your swollen clit. She chuckled against you, enjoying the sounds you were making. She continued to clean you up, being careful not to overstimulate you too much. Once she was done, she looked up at you, a smirk on her face.

“You taste so good, darling. I think I’m going to have to do this more often.”

“Was I good?” you asked in a small voice. She moved up and untied the rope, gently massaging your wrists to get some blood flowing through them again. She then laid down next to you, pulling you into her arms and nuzzling her face into your neck.

“You were perfect, my love. Too sweet.”

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[fandomnerd9602]

Male Reader X Hela taking care of young kid Thor and Loki reader says "group hug" and Hela is in the middle saying she only tolerates them because of reader (she's lying she loves them)

Based on this https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSFmb4ap9/

Little Loki hangs on Y/Ns leg…

Loki: I got your leg! I got your leg!

Little Thor tries to reach for Helas helmet…

Hela: no. Dont or I’ll tell Frigga

Y/N simply laughs…

Hela: what?

Y/N: nothing.

Hela: if you’re thinking I’d be a wonderful mother, you’re wrong.

Y/N: being there is half the job already (winks)

[bl4nchetts-lvr]

Hello, can u please write Lydia Tar smut? I love the way u write, even if english is not your first language.

teacher's pet

lydia tar x fem!younger!reader (semi-SMUT)

summary: What will a student be willing to do for her teacher's approval?

PART 1

word count: TO BE ADDED

guide:

this font is lydia's words as thoughts in Y/N's head

this font is Y/N's thoughts

this font is just the dialogues!

"you are the worst";

"you will never get better";

"why do you even try? you are worthless";

"that's all you can do?"

this is what you have been hearing from lydia every lesson,every practice. you can't take it anymore. you are desperate for her validation.

she is your teacher,your conductor. she is the lydia tar. How could you dissapoint her so much?

"you are such a dissapointment."

you want her to praise you. you want to be the best,you hate seeing her praise other students who do better than you. you want to be as good as them,no,you want to be BETTER than them

"good girl"

you want her to call YOU a good girl. you want her to aknowledge your hard work..

19:37

the lesson had just ended,every student had left. You and her are alone in the hall.

she is fixing her hair which is up in a messy,loose ponytail. her shirt is slightly unbuttoned,tucked into her pants which where slightly baggy but still showed how small her waist was.

"what do you want now,y/n?" she asks with her raspy voice,perhaps from smoking so much,she looked at you with her pale blue eyes.

you couldn't talk,your throat went dry from anxiety. "Will she get mad? what if she will hate me even more now..?" you heard your thoughts.

"speak up." you heard her say.

you got closer to her,fidgeting with the end of your shirt. you took a deep breath,heart beating fast. "Why am i so nervous..?"

"I .." you bit your lip again. "i.. wanted to apologize for the .. the dissapointment that i've caused you." your voice broke. "i never wanted to be like this,i've been trying hard to please you and be the student you're proud of,miss Tar." your eyes were filling up with moist,she could see this and it made her chapped lips merge into a faint smirk.

"i will do everything to stay as your student,i will show you how .. how serious i take music,really,i will! i will do every-" you froze when you saw her get up and tower over you..she quite a tall woman,masculine appearance,no make up,her wrinlkles around her eyes make them even more alluring.

"Alright,alright .. i hear you." she looked down at you,pulling a strand of your hair behind your ear. "if you really want to show me how dedicated you are to music,how much you truly desire to be apart of my orchestra,how much you are willing to do to be my good little girl .. then i will let you."

her cold smirk got slightly more visible.

"i will see you at my apartment tonight,at 10PM. be on time and do not dissapoint me even more,got it?"

you couldn't say anything as your moist eyes dried up from shock and suddeness of this situation.

"my good little girl" is what echoed in your head. her good little girl..?

You will do everything for it,won't you?

all you could do is nod a little,while feeling her strong hands on your shoulders.

"i will do everything she desires. i will show you that i'm worth it." you thought,as your eyes filled up with determination.

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21:57

you got to her apartment and saw all its glory: very big,luxurious,lydia's photos and awards were on display. her office door was open and you could see her desk,a piano,some other instruments you couldnt really make out because the lights were off in the room.

you got called to her living room.

your heart was beating faster than before,you were determined to not dissapoint her. not anymore.

for about 30 minutes you two were talking,and while doing so you could feel her glance full of lust on yourself.

at the end,lydia put her hand on your thigh. Her eyes were eerily cold,like that one of a psychopath,you could see her slight smirk that was making you feel quite uncomfortable and worried.

"You said you would do everything for me to keep you in my team,no?" she said with her raspy voice. "i want you to prove it."

she pulled her hands from your thigh to your waist,pulling you down on her lap. her hand slid down under your dress,as she felt your cold yet soft skin.

her face got closer to your neck,her nose faintly touching it. her warm breath was one of the many things you could feel at that moment. then,you felt her chapped lips making a contact with your neck,kissing it.

your breath hatched as you felt her lips. your eyes widened a little,looking down at the floor while your hands were pressing into the back of the couch to keep yourself steady. your heart is beating incredibly fast,you're scared .. nervous .. excited.

Yes,this is what you had dreamt of.. every lesson when you got to sit close to this incredible,yet creepy woman,you felt her masculine perfume .. you had seen her veiny hands that you wished were wrapped around your neck,which,in fact,is happening right now.

her cold and rough left hand is on your neck as she bites down on it. she smirks again,feeling the fast pulse of her student's.

you couldn't remember anything after that,but you were already on her soft,luxurious king sized bed with lydia in front of you,laying right at your legs and holding them open .. her chapped lips are kissing your left inner thigh,her blue eyes piercing into you ..

her teeth teasingly bit into your plush thigh,then pulling back and sitting up. her hands pulled you closer to her and she looked down at your most vulnerable parts covered by thin fabric. she smirked again,satisfied with what was happening.

The older woman's overly veiny hands grabbed your panties,slowly pulling them down to reveal your most vulnerable part. her twisted smirk widened as she licked her lips a little and looked into your eyes.

"Can't wait for it,hm?" she said with a dark chuckle.

she was right,you couldn't wait for it. You wanted to be her favourite,you wanted her to praise you,to aknowledge your hard work and for her to finally fuck you.

"Show me what you are willing to do,Y/N."

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Part 1 is here <3

this little fic will have 2 parts and the 2nd one will be the smut. i promise,i'll post it soon! i'm sorry for being so inactive,i didn't feel like writting at all.

hope you liked it. Stay hydrated,eat well,take care of yourselves and i hope you all have a great day/night !!

[zafirosreverie]

Their favorite thing about you (DLH)

Ares:

Your eyes.

He loves your eyes, because that's how he met you. You were just one more small human of the thousands who came to ask for his intervention, one more and that's it. At first glance you didn't have anything special and a god shouldn't be attracted to you the way Ares was.

But no other god had seen what he saw in your eyes (or else a war would have been fought on Olympus for you by now). It wasn't just the beautiful color of your orbs, but the way they glowed with intense passion, deep rage, and endless bravery, that finally made the god of war fall for you. Even today, so many years later, Ares loves looking into your eyes, where there is still an intense fire that he knows will never fade.

Athena:

Your curiosity.

The goddess was used to receiving thousands of questions and pleas for help from mortals, who in these more modern days used to come to her only as a kind of living encyclopedia.

But you didn't. In fact, she had never even seen you set foot in her temple before. You were a completely different creature, full of curiosity about all the creation of the world, everything was fascinating to you, and she loved your questions, especially the simple ones, because they didn't come from a need beyond the simple fact of wanting to learn. It was something the world needed, and she was willing to protect you for it.

Arce:

Your patience.

She knew, she was more than aware, that she was not the best partner, especially for a mortal like you. She carried too many wounds, from a time when humanity didn't even exist, wounds that even other immortal beings didn't want to deal with.

But you do. You had opened for her not only the doors of your house, but of your life, you had welcomed her and accompanied her, you had taken care of her and, for the first time in centuries, she thought that perhaps healing was coming her way. Arce didn't want to exhaust you, after all, the wounds of a being like her were too big and heavy for a mortal, but your infinite patience gave her hope that you would at least stay with her for as long as your finite lifetime allowed you.

Demeter:

Your laughter.

She is the goddess of the harvest, she creates life wherever she goes. Strong and imposing trees, flowers more beautiful than the stars, unique and precious plants. But all that, paled and remained small before the perfection that was your laugh.

Demeter loved that sound, he loved the way your eyes and nose crinkled, how you showed your perfect teeth, how your stomach bounced slightly with the force of your joy. It was the sound of life, and she swore to protect it until time took it to infinity and the silence of death replaced it.

Hestia:

Your nose.

Listen, she's a simple goddess, okay? Does she like something? It's hers, period. And that goes for your beautiful and perfect nose too. Don't ask why of all your beautiful face that's her favorite part, just accept that you're going to have a very amused goddess pressing it like a little round button at all hours.

Hestia also loves your brilliance and sense of humor, which usually helps enhance her blackmailing pranks on the other gods, but that's another story.

Hades:

Your hands.

Hades loved your hands, not just because of how beautiful they were or how soft your skin was, but because of everything they represented to him. He was the god of death, he was used to ending things, destroying them, reducing them to nothing. But you? you created, you used your hands to bring new objects and ideas to life, you were the opposite of him and that never ceased to amaze him.

He loved your touches too, of course. He was used to the tedious humid heat of the underworld, the kind that is terribly unbearable, that makes you sweat and your clothes stick to your body. But you had shown him another kind of warmth, a soft and gentle one, that ran through his body like a calm light every time you caressed his cheek or took his hand.

Despena:

Your kindness.

It is not a secret to anyone that the goddess tended to be reserved and quiet, like a shadow that no one spoke to if it was not necessary. That is why she appreciated your warm and compassionate heart. She loved to see you interact with other beings, because your words, your gestures and movements were always charged with a deep love and respect for life.

After centuries of living in her sister's shadow, of being ignored by her mother no matter how hard she tried to be the best supporting goddess for her, Despena appreciated your kindness knocking on her door, showing her that she didn't need to be better than anyone, just be the best version of herself.

Hermes:

Your calmness.

As the herald of the gods and the fastest god on Olympus, Hermes was used to a hectic, fast-paced life with chaos always following him wherever he went. That's why it was a huge surprise to everyone when he introduced you as his partner, because you were the complete opposite of him.

However, it took Apollo and Athena only a couple of minutes to realize why Hermes loved you so much. You were perfect for him, precisely because you balanced him, because in the midst of all his chaos, you were always standing there, ready to be the immovable pillar, the security and stability that he needed so much. It didn't matter if you treated him like a little boy from time to time, he loved it.

Hecate:

Your hair.

It might sound simple and almost comical right? That the goddess of magic, someone who could create absolutely anything with the snap of her fingers, would be so fascinated by something as simple and vain as mortal hair.

But it was precisely that simplicity that drew her. Hecate was aware of the wonders she could do and why mortals came to her daily, but that you let her play with your hair allowed her to anchor herself to the world, to the fact that she could be more than magic, that's why she loved so much spending hours brushing it while you worked your own magic on her, the simple one that only required a smile and a cup of tea.

Hela:

Your vitality.

She was used to the cold of Helheim, to the thousands of lamentations of the souls in pain and to the feeling of loneliness that always nestled in her chest. That's why she loved so much when you went to visit her.

You were always smiling, you were always happy, your voice traveled to the last corner of the gloomy place and your presence seemed to radiate a warm and comforting light, the souls seemed serene and almost happy while they played with you. You were life itself arriving at the place of death, and Hela loved you for it, enough to push the fear of the day that light went out to the back of her mind.

[lokidbadguy]

Odin the alfather being a bad father (how bro could failed to be a good parent three times, bffr)

[theearthwassoup]

Okay so I saw that you write for Hela and in my opinion there isn’t enough hela fics out there so could you maybe write some Hela smut? 😳 Any kinks or whatever that you think fits her

Throne

a/n: hfivgeiwryfiuehgiuhw I definitely agree with you there, it’s a crime how little fics there are for hela! Thank you so much for this request, hela could hit me with a truck and i would say thank you (also, apologies for how late this is lol)

word count: 1.8k

warning(s): |minors DNI this is smut| heavy sexy times | dom!hela | sub!reader | first time writing dom/sub dynamics (so it might be bad) | thigh riding | oral (r giving and receiving) | strap on (r receiving) | fingering (r receiving) | overstimulation | choking | soft!hela makes an appearance towards the end | im not great at writing dialogue in smut fics | hopefully this is a good read

You could die like this, you thought in a haze, as your goddess’s thighs trembled around your head. Quickly, you were loosing the ability to breathe but you found that didn’t bother you. All you could focus on was Hela’s rapid, almost frantic, movements as she ground her heat against your face, getting herself off. Occasionally you flicked out your tongue, passing through her folds with ease, basking in the soft grunt she would gift you. When you felt her thighs clench tightly, you prepared yourself for what was to follow. Soon, your goddess’s pleasure spilled onto your face, your tongue desperate to catch as much as possible. Help leaned back, lifting herself off your face, running one hand through your hair as she smiled down at you. You took in deep, sharp breaths, air filling your lungs.

“What a pretty throne you are.”

She whispered, leaning down to swipe her tongue through the cum on your cheek, the action making you whimper as heat shot down your spine. Hela kissed her way across your face until she reached your lips, devouring you, stealing the air you had just recovered. You rubbed your thighs together, whining into the kiss. Hela leaned back and raised an eyebrow.

“Do you want something?”

Her voice was sickly sweet, condescending but you merely bit your lip and nodded. Hela moved her head so she was hovering over your neck. A pale hand came to lightly squeeze as she nibbled the skin that she wasn't touching. Her lips dragged up your neck until they reached your ear. You felt her warm breath fan over your skin and you whimpered, lust forming a haze in your mind.

"Then beg."

You let out a moan as her hand tightened around your throat with her words, your thighs clenching even tighter.

"Please, please, my queen, please let me come."

You heard Hela's dark chuckle as she sat up, removing her hand from your throat. You found yourself missing the pressure.

"Hmmm, does a pretty, naughty, thing like yourself even deserve to come?"

Her teasing tone made you bite your lip as you held back a whimper and rolled your hips.

"Please, m'lady, please."

In a moment, you were pulled off your back, your face inches away from Hela's. She leaned forward and bit your bottom lip, pulling it slightly with her teeth.

"You'll come once on my thigh or not at all."

Her tone was firm but warm as she navigated you to straddle one of her thighs. You mewled slightly at the feel of your panties sticking to your skin, reaching down to pull them off. Hela caught your wrist, shaking her head.

"They stay on, now move."

You obeyed, slightly grinding your folds on her thigh, leaving streaks of your juices on her pale skin, making her thigh glisten in the light. Your moans were gentle and quite as your rocked yourself back and forth on your goddess's thigh, feeling a warm coil in your stomach after a few minutes. Hela seemed to notice the increase in your movements and lifted your head with her hand, pulling you in for a fierce kiss. You moaned into the kiss, the coil in your stomach threatening to break at any moment. Her lips were soft against yours, her tongue licking along the seam of your lips, opening them so she could devour you. When she pulled away, she smirked at the glossy look in your eyes, bringing a thumb up to brush away a strand of spit that was threatening to dribble down your chin. She leaned forward, pressing her thigh hard against your heat, whispering in your ear.

"Come."

You let out a loud moan, your hips moving frantically as the coil broke, flooding Hela's thigh with your cum. It took a few minutes for your heart rate to calm down and the aftershocks of your orgasm to stop shaking your thighs. You had leaned your head down on Hela's shoulder as you took deep breaths, her hands tight on your hips. After a few minutes, you felt one of her hands reach under your panties, swiping through your folds. She brought the fingers up to her lips and swirled her tongue around them, her eyes lighting up at your taste.

"Oh darling, I want more of that."

Her voice rumbled through her chest, making you shiver. You felt her lean you back on the bed, your body still limp from your orgasm. She nestled herself between your legs, pushing your thighs apart. Her fingers ran down your panties and she leaned forward to give a little kiss onto your folds. She peeled the cloth to the side, revealing your glistening pussy. Hela took a deep breath of your mouth watering scent before diving in. Your moans were music to her ears as she swiped her tongue between your folds, gathering your wetness on her tongue as she moaned into you. She covered your pussy with her mouth, sucking lightly as her tongue pierced into your hole, fucking you. Sadly, she moved away, to both of your disappointments, using her fingers to part your folds, revealing your sensitive nub covered by a little hood. Hela cooed before swiping her tongue over your clit, flicking it over and over as your moans grew louder. Your body was still sensitive from the previous orgasm and you felt the familiar coil growing tighter and tighter. She moved her tongue along the entirety of your pussy, stopping every now and then to fuck you on her tongue before returning her attentions to your clit. When she felt your thighs start to tremble, she smirked, pressing kisses all along your folds before wrapping her lips around your clit and sucking hard.

Your vision went white as you came into her mouth, your hips held down by her superhuman strength. When you came to, you felt her mouth still on you, not stopping for a second. You felt two of her fingers slip into your pussy, your breath catching in your chest.

"Please, m'lady, I can't-" You were cut off by a particular thrust of her fingers, the pads of them brushing lightly against your g-spot.

"You can and you will." She whispered as she brought her free hand up to pull back the hood of your clit, revealing the sensitive, throbbing organ. Smirking, she breathed lightly against it before lifting her eyes to yours, making intense eye contact. In a flash, her mouth was on you, sucking and flicking your clit as her fingers thrusted in and out of you with intense speed. You didn't even have time to feel embarrassed as your third orgasm ripped through you, your vision going dark as your back arched off the bed before slumping into the soft sheets. Hela leaned back, gently pulling her fingers out of you and giving your clit one last kiss before licking her lips. She crawled up your body, brushing sweaty hair off of your face as she pressed a kiss to your lips. Your eyes fluttered with exhaustion as you gave your goddess a small smile.

"Give me one more, my darling, and we can sleep the day away."

You wanted to protest but you felt Hela's hands caress your body so gently, letting yourself relax even further. Nodding, you turned to nuzzle yourself against her warm body. Most people would assume the Goddess of Death would be as cold as her moniker but she was a blazing furnace, a comfort of the chilly nights in Asgard. Hela pressed a kiss against your temple, rising from the bed. You let yourself rest as you waited, listening to the noise of Hela rustling through your toy box, anticipation rising within you as you wondered what she would choose. When you felt her weight once more on the bed, you opened your eyes to see Hela wearing a thick strap, black a sleek like her swords. It was just wide and long enough that you wouldn't be too sore but just long enough to hit you in all the most pleasurable places. You made grabby hands at your goddess, who chuckled as she grabbed you ankles, dragging you closer to her. The tip of the strap pressed against your opening and you whined, desperate for Hela's cock. The goddess smirked as she pressed into you, her fingers tracing ancient Asgardian texts into your skin. She let you get acquainted with the feeling of being filled for only moment before thrusting into you. It was powerful yet gentle, it wouldn't be so overwhelming if you hadn't come three times already. Hela smiled at your thriving form, tracing her hands down your body.

"I love it when you're all sensitive for me, you make the best noises." She accompanied her words with sharp thrusts, her strap hitting your spot square on. You let out a high pitched moan as Hela pulled you into her lap, into a sitting position, the strap never once falling out of you. Your mind was foggy with pleasure as you wrapped your arms around her neck, burying your face onto your arms. Hela wrapped her arms around you, thrusting up once and twice before she stopped. She ground the strap into you, rubbing against your g-spot in utter pleasurable bliss. Your moans went straight to her core, the breathiness of them hitting her ears. She rocked the two of you back and forth, grinding her hips into you. You knew the strap was also rubbing against her own pussy and you pressed your hips down, making the grinding even more pleasurable for the both of you. Hela let out a moan, gripping you tighter. You felt the familiar coil within you, burning hot from your previous orgasms and overstimulation. Hela thrust into you powerfully, one, two, three times before she reached down and pressed her fingers against your clit, rubbing it intensely.

"Come with me, my darling, come with me."

You could only follow the orders. Your body shook against Hela's as your orgasm rolled through you in pleasurable waves, exhaustion wracking through your body as you slumped against her. You felt her own body tremble slightly as she too reached completion. For a few minutes, you both sat there, taking deep breaths to calm yourselves. After a while, Hela pulled out, making you whine from the sudden emptiness. She shushed you gently, kissing your forehead and cheeks as she took off the strap. She went into the bathroom and came out with a warm, damp, washcloth. She seemed to have cleaned herself off previously as she gently cleaned between your thighs. You sighed against the gentle ministrations, sinking into the soft sheets. You felt Hela leave the bed once more before she returned, pulling you against her as she pulled the comforter over the both of you. You felt the dwindling hands of sleep pull you deeper into the bed, your eyes growing heavy. Hela pressed a kiss behind your ear, nuzzling her face into your neck as her arms wrapped around you protectively.

"Sleep, my love. I'll be here when you wake up."

a/n: wow. idk how I feel about this but I hope it was ok and thank you so much for reading! this was my first time writing for Hela so she was probably a bit OOC but anyways I hope to write for her more (if anyone would like that)

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Agatha: Day 747

Wanda: “We are NOT bringing Señor Scratchy with us!”

Agatha: “Oh yeah? Well then good luck with trying to find someone to watch him whilst we’re gone!”

Wanda: “He’s a rabbit!”

Agatha: “Yeah - a rabbit who eats chunks of raw meat mixed into his kibble and greens”

Y/N, quietly: “He did almost bite off the last guys finger-“

Agatha: “-to be fair that was Steve’s own damn fault for sticking his finger in the crate”

Wanda: “The answer is still NO”

[ariascoven]

DO NOT INTERACT

minors and men.

zionist or supporter.

terf & lgbt-phobic in any way.

racist and / or ableist.

sexualizes minors, fictional or real.

ships real people.

johnny depp supporters.

I WON'T WRITE

male reader & men x reader.

g!p or anything related to penises.

fics for ships, only reader inserts.

pedophilia & incest.

non-con / rape.

bestiality & scat.

anal play.

real person fiction.

any request that makes me uncomfortable.

WILLING TO WRITE

female & gn reader.

smut, fluff & angst.

age gap, as long as reader is at least 18.

both bottom!reader and top!reader.

au’s (college au, vampire au, etc).

mommy / daddy kink.

degrading & praising kink.

breeding kink.

CHARACTERS I CAN WRITE FOR

agatha harkness / agnes o'connor.

alice wu-gulliver.

any (adult) lizzy caplan character.

ava coleman.

eve fletcher.

hela odinsdottir.

joyce byers.

lilia calderu.

loki laufeyson (nsfw only in fem. form)

peggy carter.

robin buckley.

valkyrie / brunhilde.

vanessa shelly.

[inlovewithgreta]

Throne — Hela x Fem!Reader

Summary: Hela loved her newly claimed throne, but she loved bending you over it even more.

Warnings: degradation, praise, strap-on use (r receiving), semi-public sex, maybe some slight breath play?, deep throating, cum filled strap

Word Count: 1.4k

Taglist: @shslbunnylover

A/N: Apologies for my absence!! I basically live at work, but luckily the holidays are almost over and I'll have more time to write! Tysm for being so patient with me! <3

© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.

"Kneel before your Queen," Her low lustrous voice purred in your ear.

Knees were met with the cold floor of the empty throne room without hesitation. The tall raven haired woman stared down at you with a proud smirk.

"Look at you so eagerly falling to your knees like a needy little slut."

The woman circled slowly behind you, like a lion stalking its prey. But this lion was different. This lion had a strap-on attached to its waist.

Hela knew how much you loved it when she fucked you with it. She knew the pleasure you got from it, as the loud moans falling past your lips constantly play on repeat in her head.

And it even helped that she could feel the pleasure herself. Each time she bottomed you out, the dildo would put pressure on her clit and it was the most sensational feeling.

You gulped when the ravenette stopped in front of you, her long thick cock only mere inches from your face. A long manicured finger landed under your chin, tilting your head up so the woman could lock her eyes with yours.

"Suck me off."

You licked your lips with a subtle nod to your head, not daring to waste a single second or keep the woman standing dominantly in front of you waiting.

"Anything for you, my queen."

Her wicked smirk only deepened at not only the words that came from you, but the way you so eagerly wrapped your lips around her cock without an ounce of hesitation.

Her dark manicured fingers dipped through your luscious locks, and curled to get a firm grip against your scalp. The quiet moan that was muffled by the nearly full cock in your mouth only urged her to push your head forward.

Tears threatened to fall, burning your eyes with their saltiness and blurring your gaze as Hela held you still against her.

"Such a good little whore, taking all of my cock in your mouth so happily for me.." she cooed. "I'm so proud of you."

You held yourself together, pushing yourself to not gag with how deep the woman had you suck, but she knew when to let up when your breathing grew heavy. You knew to breathe through your nose and relax your throat but that wasn't always enough.

Slobber coated her length as she allowed you to finally take her out of your mouth, but only momentarily before she brought you back in. The hands wrapped in your hair guided your head, much slower this time so her eyes can watch more clearly as she looked down at you with fire in her eyes.

"I don't think I'll ever get enough of this.. watching you take me like the filthy slut that you are. You like this, don't you?"

Your 'mhm' was muffled, and Hela stood proud as she watched you suck her off, but the next look that you gave her... the one where you gaze up at her with doe-eyes, a mix of both lust and innocence had her grunting and pulling your hair.

That same look you gave her when you two first met, the same look that you knew drove her crazy and mad with desperation to fuck it off of you.

"Is this what you want?" She asked, forcing you to turn away from her with her strong grip, "To be treated like my own personal fucktoy?"

"Yes.." you let out a small whine when coldness suddenly hit your chest as Hela bent you over her newly claimed throne. "I'm yours, my queen. All yours. Use me. Fuck me. Destroy me."

The ravenette pushed you roughly down, smirking to herself as she admired your bent over figure. Nails dragged down your spine, causing your back to slightly arch and your ass to lift higher in the air.

"Such a naughty little thing," she admitted with a sharp smack to your ass. "If only people knew how much of a whore you really were. Always so eager to submit to me. So eager to let me fuck you senseless. Isn't that right?"

You couldn't help but mumble under your breath as the tip of her cock slid between your legs, gathering your slick at a teasingly slow rate. She held you still with one hand to your waist while the other held your head down, the coldness that only your chest felt had now appeared on your cheek.

"Don't get all quiet on me now, pet. I want to hear everything that comes out of that pretty little mouth while I fuck you."

A loud cry reverberated off the barely decorated walls of the grand throne room when the queen slammed her hips forward, completely bottoming you out in a matter of seconds.

Your walls fluttered around her length, the feeling of your walls stretching for her was almost more than you could handle. She was bigger this time, longer, and she gave you little time to get used to it.

"Jesus— fuck!" Her hips drew back for a mere second, only to forcefully make their way forward, skin slapping against skin roughly as she pounded into you.

Her eyes were trained on the strap between her legs, watching with her bottom lip between her teeth as her cock disappeared fully into your cunt, only to come back out full of your slick.

Hela grunted expletive after expletive with her deeply rich voice, admiring the way her cock fully disappeared inside of you. Whimpers matched her relentless thrusts.

"You look so divine like this, darling. Bent over my throne, and taking my cock so well like a good little slut."

Hela couldn't help but get off at the sinful moan that escaped your lips as her nails dug into your scalp to grab a handful of hair and tug at it to lift your head from the cold seat. You could just barely see your reflection in the throne as you looked straight ahead of you.

Eyes heavily hooded, hair pulled back in a tangled mess, and Hela behind you with her bottom lip tucked between her teeth and her chest heaving.

"Enjoying the show?" You caught her smirk before her hand gave the cheek of your ass a sharp smack.

Hela was clearly enjoying herself. She was in her own version of heaven. If she could do this every day, and lord did she want to, she would.

"Mhm," you leisurely moaned. Although you attempted to nod your head, you were unsuccessful with the strong grip Hela had onto you. "S-so...close.."

"Come for me, slut." A sharp spank to your ass jolted you forward. Hela herself could feel her own release about to snap as the wet sounds from your cunt and your moans playing like music in her ears was almost more than enough for her.

Breathy moans fell past your lips and stars filled your eyes as you came with shaky legs. The queen fucking you kept up her rough motions as you cried out from your orgasm, allowing you to ride it out as long as you possibly could.

Warmth flooded your insides as her strap filled your cunt with her own come. Hela couldn't help but gaze down at the mess in front of her and the way your pussy couldn't hold her come that now dripped down your inner thighs.

"Now that just won't do, princess." The queen tutted, before slowly pulling out of your used hole. You shuddered as she pulled away from you, suddenly missing her closeness.

Hela swiftly discarded her strap, not caring where it was tossed as she was too focused on you and your dripping hole. Your legs were still shaking as she sank to her knees behind you.

Cold fingers dragged up your thigh, leaving bits of goosebumps in their wake to litter your smooth skin. "Such a pretty little pussy," she cooed, before collecting your release and shoving a finger in her mouth.

You heard a faint sucking sound from behind you and dared to look, only to be met with Hela licking ravenously on her slender finger like it was the most delectable taste that she's ever come across.

"So sweet too.." She caught a glimpse of your reddened cheeks and the beads of sweat along your forehead and smirked to herself. "And all for me," she hummed.

"All for you, my love." You lazily smiled at her.

It was always a joy to see you like this. That just-fucked look on your face with your hooded eyelids and cheeks the deepest crimson she's ever seen always had her aching for more. But, today she had some self restraint.

At least for now.

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[official-cvntified-gay]

the fact that there's just a few Cate Blanchett's characters fic is ILLEGAL! 👏feed👏us👏hungry👏simps👏plsss 👏

[yanderemcu]

Yandere Hela Alphabet

A=Affection (How do they show their love for you) 

Leaning against you, holding, kissing, hair playing, holding hands

B=Bound (How much do they share with you) 

Tells you everything

C=Cruel (How do they punish you) 

Violence,yelling,spanking,isolation,takes things from you

D-Desire (How long until they take you) 

1 month

E=Even (To what level are they dominant) 

Dominant

F=Future(What are their future plans for the two of you) 

Be together forever

G=Gifts (What do they give you) 

Anything and everything

H=Hell (Worst experience with them) 

Her killings,her angry moments, her jealous moments, her punishments

I=Insane (How insane did they get because of you) 

10/10

J=Jealous(How easily do they get jealous) 

Kills them

K=Killing (How do they handle killing) 

Brutal and ruthless

L=Language (What is their love language) 

Quality time

M=Manipulation(What could you do to get your way) 

She can't be manipulated

N=No (To what strength would they go for you) 

She'd do anything for you

O=Obsessed (How obsessed are they with you) 

4/10

P=Pet names(What do they call you)  

Pet,darling,beautiful, cutie,babe,baby,hunny,my love,love,princess

Q=Quit (How would they act if you died) 

Goes on a killing spree

R=Runaway (What are your chances to get away) 

Goes on a killing spree trying to find

S=Stalking (How good are they at stalking you) 

8/10

T=Type  (What type of yandere are they) 

Possessive,eliminating, insane,stalker,controlling, Manipulative, isolating

U=Unique (Different from other yanderes) 

Kills a lot

V=Vine (How would they feel if you fought back) 

Fights you back

W=Will (Would they do anything against their loves will) 

A lot

X=X-Ray (How much do they keep hidden from you) 

Nothing really

Y=Yearning (How much do they want you) 

6/10

Z=Zzz (How do you two fall asleep together) 

Holds you in her arms

[fandomnerd9602]

Can you please make a incorrect quotes of Y/N becoming fiercely protective towards Hela after seeing flashback of her childhood while Odin is visiting earth ????

https://youtu.be/gZudBsB7hsI?si=WHiL48G0ThCLh38B

Talking about this flashback

Y/N approaches Hela…

Y/N: my queen I have something for you

Y/N holds up a little wolf pup…

Hela: oh my-!!

The puppy continues to lick Hela, tail wagging happily…

Y/N: she’ll make a wonderful floofy baby

Hela: father never let me have one

Y/N: I’ll let you have all the fluffy babies you want

Hela: (cries) thank you my love

[lokigayforhela]

I thought about Hela being able to get the reader pregnant, I don't know how it would work, but it crossed my mind and I couldn't help asking you. Perhaps the reader discovering that she is pregnant and then telling Hela? I understand if you don't want to do it

TW: None

WC: 1165

Rating: G

A/N: This is a very old prompt, and it is very short simply because I felt like it truly would be a short, intimate moment between the two of them as they prepare for the road ahead of them. I hope you enjoy this soft, sweet little fluffy fic!

You wrung your hands together as you paced back and forth from the door of your chambers to the window, the same thing you had been doing for the greater part of an hour now, your mind still reeling with the news the healers had given you earlier that morning.

You’d been feeling a little under the weather as of late, waking up nauseous in the mornings and the littlest scent or taste of food sending you running for the washroom to be sick in an empty washbasin. It had been going on for just over a couple of weeks, and while you hadn’t exactly been hiding it from Hela, you’d not exactly told her about it, either.

And it wasn’t to say that you’d had no idea what was going on with you. It was just that you’d been a little surprised at the likelihood of what was going on with you.

It was no secret that pregnancy on Asgard was different than you’d read about in other realms and star systems. While it seemed to only be possible between certain people biologically elsewhere, on Asgard it was an entirely different process that relied not on certain necessities between two people, but rather the seidr that each held within their person. It was something that was simply known on Asgard, and precautions were taken accordingly.

Except, perhaps, you and Hela hadn’t been as careful as you should have been, you had begun to realize as you’d sought out the healers for a more direct diagnosis. And when they had confirmed that you were, indeed, with child, rather than go straight to Hela to let her know, you’d gone to your chambers to come to terms with everything first before telling her.

It wasn’t necessarily a terrible thing, if you were pregnant. After all, you and Hela had been together for many years, properly courting and then marrying just over a year ago, so it wasn’t as though you would have no support system whatsoever. It was just that you weren’t sure if that was what Hela wanted. She was in line to become Queen one day, and while it didn’t seem that she would be taking over the throne any time soon, you knew that one day she would, and it would take up much of her time. And a baby thrown in in the middle of that could be a distraction Hela wouldn’t want just yet, despite her current position in waiting to step into her power.

But hiding it from her simply was out of the question, and you knew that, even as you continued to pace around your room. Even if you wanted to keep it from her as long as possible, she’d find out eventually, and the idea of her not knowing from the beginning and possibly being hurt or worse that you hadn’t confided in her could lead to an entire series of events that you couldn’t even begin to imagine, let alone want to go through.

No, you needed to tell Hela.

Today.

You just needed a little time to process first.

Your pacing was drawn to an immediate halt when not five seconds later, you heard a knock at your door, gentle but with a firmness that let you know it was important.

“Y/N?”

Well, it seemed your time to process was up already.

You took a slow, deep breath and crossed over to the door, opening it with a smile that came more easily than you thought it would.

“Can I come in?” Hela was always so formal with you, despite the fact that it was her room, too. But it was endearing, you supposed, to know Hela respected your privacy even in your shared chambers.

“Of course you can.” You stepped back a bit so she could make her way in, and closed the door behind her, leaning back against it as she turned to face you.

“I was told you went to the healers this morning. Is everything alright? Are you ill?” She reached forward to take your hands in both of hers, and you softened at the gentle expression of concern that had taken over her features.

“I’m fine. Really.” You took another deep breath, exhaling slowly before continuing. “But… there is something I need to tell you.”

Hela’s expression became a little more serious, and she nodded, leading you over to the bed and sitting down with you, her gaze never leaving yours as she waited for you to speak.

There was really no reason to beat around the bush any further, and without any way other way to do it, you simply came out and said it.

“Hela, I’m with child.”

Hela blinked once, expression remaining entirely neutral for a split second.

And then she smiled.

“Y/N, that’s wonderful news!”

It was your turn to blink dumbly as you looked at her. “…it is?”

She looked at you for a moment, expression growing serious again. “Well, I think it is. But if you don’t, that’s okay, too, and we can… talk about your options.”

“No, I… it isn’t that. It isn’t that I don’t think it’s wonderful news. It’s just… well, it’s life-changing a bit, wouldn’t you say?” Now that the truth was out, and you could be open about it, you were overwhelmed with the reality of the situation.

“Of course it is. And it will take a lot of work, from the both of us, to be ready and to have everything ready. But Y/N… I need you to know that you don’t have to be frightened. And if there was something I said or did to make you worry about you telling me this news, please tell me.”

You shook your head a bit, squeezing her hands gently. “I just… I didn’t know if this was something that you’d… want. With you in line to become Queen, and all the work that would come with that. I didn’t want to take away from your preparation.”

Hela softened again, bringing a hand up to cup your face gently so that you were looking directly at her. “Y/N, nothing could ever make me not want to do this with you. Not anything. And perhaps it’s a little sooner than either of us imagined it happening, but that doesn’t make me any less happy, and it doesn’t make me love you any less than I do. Nothing could ever change that. Do you understand me? Nothing.”

You nodded, feeling a weight lift from your chest, and you smiled softly.

“…thank you. I really needed to hear that. And I’m happy to do this with you, too. No matter how… crazy it all gets. We’re in this together. You and me.”

Hela smiled softly. “You and me.” And she reached down to place a gentle hand on your stomach. “And the little one, too.”

You laughed softly, finally feeling like everything was just as it should be. “And the little one, too.”