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generallysapphic · 2 years

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put you at ease +18 (king valkyrie x reader)

you and your king celebrate three years together, deciding to take a week long vacation far away from new asgard, spending all the missed time together.

currently obsessed with king valkyrie, really, like she has completely taken over my brain and i wanted a change in pace in characters im writing for and then i watched the newest thor today and left throbbing so here we are.

reader is originally from asgard! ofc she’s black with a short coily fro, just a little taller than val.

warning as usually i’m so so consistent; overstim, praise, pet names, spanking, role play, housewife treatment, strap on sex, multiple orgasms, thigh riding, giver! valkyrie, sub! reader, pregnancy kink, breeding kink,

dedicated to my loves; @vlkyriesverse and HAPPY BIRTHDAY @verachii MWAH MWAH❣️

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you feel yourself pulse around valkyrie’s fingers, sighing with her other hand over your mouth as she tries to get off a conference call, you in her lap, practically jumping on her thigh for release.

“yep, uh huh. i told you the budget would be done before september, what kind of king do you think i am?” she moves her fingers again, brushing right past your g-spot as she says the last part, smirking coyly at the phone that’s under her shoulder, holding it at her ear. you’re a cruel one, you think, huffing and shaking against her, still not cumming just yet.

“yea, and i like i said, thor’ll be here, it’s just three weeks, alright? new asgard will be totally fine. okay, yes, bye now.” and she finally, finally hangs up and puts the phone, moving her hand from your mouth and settling all her attention on you, and you gasp out, whining. “oh i know my love, i know sweetheart, you were so good, so good,” she coos in your ear, holding you taught, still rutting against her thigh, you feel her muscles flex under your clit and moan louder, finally so close.

“i’m— im cumming, ohhh fuckkkk, i’m cummingggg, please—!” and you feel your clit pulse under her fingers, your pussy squeezing around her and you toss your head back, bracing yourself in her shoulder and the other hand on her desk and moan loudly, squirting and pulsing under her, still moving against her thigh and sighing. “good girl, so lovely,” she whispers into your skin, still holding you waist and you moan in overstimulation after your orgasm settles and passes, and she takes her fingers out, sighing and looking at your cum on her fingers.

you whimper and hide in her neck as she licks you off of her hand, smiling, “you’re so sweet, my love, thank you,” she sighs, kissing you deeply and you moan against her mouth, weak and docile after cumming so hard. she rubs up and down your back, soothing you over and pulls away and looks into your eyes. you smile, “what?” and she smiles too, “just happy is all, love,”

you laugh shyly and agree, sitting more comfortably on her lap now, before it dawns on you that you’re completely naked in her office on the last day before her vacation, “oh gods, val, i’m totally naked! we still haven’t packed fuck!” and suddenly you’re up, scrapping together your skirt and top off the floor and valkyrie huffs at you, “i mean we still have four hours till the flight,” and you gape at her, “four hours too little! and you’re not wearing any suits on vacation, so i know you need to pack!” she sighs and puts her arms up in defeat, standing up and adjusting her suit. you’re nearly out the door when she calls to you, “you made a mess on my favorite pants, love!” and you feel your face heat, storming off.

you get to your room, suitcase on the bed, open and barely packed. you sigh, valkyrie had called you into her office for “something very important” and just ended up fucking you on a conference call. she completely interrupted your pack process and it had you huffing as you finished, grabbing clothes from your drawers and shoving them in your suitcase.

despite your fake anger, you were more than happy to finally get away with your king. you two had both deserved it, more valkyrie than you, as you mostly were her gorgeous eye candy. but you did your best wherever you could; giving her inputs on which laws mattered and what she should vote on next, but you were mostly home, cooking, reading, cleaning, and all that sort of thing, waiting for her to come home after meetings.

you gasp when you come to the realization, and valkyrie is stepping into the room, “what?” she asks behind you standing at the door, her pair of pants in her hands.

you turn, “you’ve turned me into a housewife!” you accuse and she laughs, all the way deep in her stomach. “well yes, i suppose i did, but i told you you wouldn’t get much done marrying me; you’d just be my wife,” she says smugly and you walk around the room, grabbing your clothes and such, “i can’t believe this, what would my mother think?” you ask yourself as you head to the bathroom, grabbing both of your toothbrushes.

valkyrie answers you, “i’m sure she’d be more than happy to know you’ve married a king with an incredible skill set,” and you laugh, “yes, you have every skill except packing, go!” and she laughs again, coming behind you and kissing your neck before heading for her luggage as well. you sigh again, the smile you have on your face spreading. your king was so sweet to you, always making you laugh and keeping you happy. though you had begrudgingly accepted being a housewife, being with her all in all made you the happiest you had been in a while.

she comes back, “you’re smiling pretty hard there, love, thinking about me?” and she’s at your side and you smirk, shoving her a bit, “are you packed then?” and she presents her ‘packed’ suitcase to you proudly and you raise an eyebrow, “if i open this thing and see a single suit, i’m leaving you,” she fakes hurt on her face and slowly backs away and you yell after her, “i swear if you aren’t packed in the next hour, no sex for a week!” and it’s the only threat you can make that she’d take seriously. you laugh a bit to yourself once your hear drawer and drawer flying open and her suitcase unzipping.

the flight is quick, you and valkyrie luckily made it in time despite her terrible packing. the resort is gorgeous, water that stretches across the sand far and wide with some of the clearest reflections you’ve seen. it’s nothing like new asgard, you can say confidently, there’s little people and much more peace, something so calming about finally being away from home with the person who married you had you smiling on the sand.

valkyrie comes next to you, a margarita in her hand for you and a beer in the other and she sits down, sighing, watching the waves with you. you smile more, taking your drink and leaning on her shoulder, sighing. “it’s beautiful here, right?” you say and she nods, taking a swig and wrapping her other arm around you. “i’m just happy to have gotten away, really needed it,” and you nod, agreeing.

“how do you feel now that you’re away, my king?” you tease and she laughs a bit, taking another swig, “you only call me that in bed, don’t say it out here,” and you laugh at her explicit language, nearly spitting out your margarita. “what shall we do first then, hmm? maybe go for a swim or exchange gifts?”

valkyrie shrugs, “what have you gotten me then?” and you giggle, “gifts it is. mines still in the hotel, but you’ll love it,” and she raises her eyebrows clearly interested, and smiles. “well, mines in my pocket you want it now?” and you nod, sitting up and looking at her and setting your drink down on your towel. she reaches in her pocket, sighing a bit before she holds her hand out with a fist.

“okay, i know you’re going to do that thing where you tell me not to do something but ive wanted to get you this for a very long time so just, hear me out okay?” and you smile shyly, “okay,” and she pulls out a small box.

you take it in your hands, opening it and revels a small ring, something you can’t even recognize before it hits you. your eyes swell, “val, no, you didn’t..” and she cuts you off, “nope, i told you not to, just … okay, i know it’s a lot,” and you’re fully crying now, nodding and trying to listen, “but, it’s in my culture to do this for a life partner and i consider you that, so, yeah,”

you smile and the ring slides on your finger easily, and it’s the perfect size because of course it is. it says her name, brunnhilde, made from the same stone and silver from her own home of true asgard, stone that was in currency right before hela attacked. your heart swells, the only other person she had given anything like this to was her past partner, someone she so rarely talks about. but you heard it, how important it was to her and how special it meant you were to the other person.

it makes you sigh out and cry again, “i know you don’t want me to make a big deal, but i literally can’t think right now,” you stttuer out and she laughs, grabbing your face and wiping away your tears. “okay well can you at least stop crying, my love? it was supposed to make you happy,” she jokes and you laugh again and nod, wiping your nose and leaning forward to capture her mouth. she kisses you sweetly, and you can slightly taste the beer on her lips. you sigh and smile into it, grabbing at her hands in your face.

once you pull away you laugh, “now i feel like mine isn’t worth shit,” and she snorts with you, shaking her head as the sun sets over the waves, “no i’m sure it’s great, my love. do you want to go back and open it for me?” and you nod, starting to stand and valkyrie stands before you. you get up but your legs are weak, and you smile, “look at what you did, making me all soft inside,” and she laughs, extending her hand to help you.

you’re walking back, you’re attached to her hip entirely, smiling and holding her hand with the ring in yours. “you really like it, huh?” she jokes and you laugh with her, nodding unabashedly, “incredibly so, i think it’s better than my wedding ring,” and she laughs once you reach the door to your hotel room and she smacks your ass slightly making you jolt and laugh, “you better wear both,” she says and you nod, turning towards her and wrapping your arms around her smiling, “i’ll wear whatever you want, my king,” you say it again and she smirks, wrapping her hands around your waist.

“can i get my gift before i keep you in that bed?” and you gasp a bit, nodding before heading to your luggage and opening it. “okay, so you had you wanted to try it a while ago so i looked into it, so,” you pull out a purple box, the big IVF letters exposing the gift to valkyrie’s eyes and she gasps. “oh gods,” and you laugh a bit, walking towards her, “now you can get me pregnant and make me the housewife you’ve always wanted me to be,” you joke but she’s speechless, blinking wordlessly as she flips over the box and reads the instructions.

you look at for a moment, “are you okay?” you say to her and she finally looks up, one of her braids in her face, “i am going to fuck you so hard,” she practically promises and you laugh a bit, nodding, “you’re laughing but i’m so serious,” she says again and she’s smirking now, placing the box down and grabbing your waist once more, albeit a bit roughly. you smirk a bit, “yeah? gonna fuck me and get me pregnant?” you joke back but you can tell she’s serious, she doesn’t say anything back, she pushes her mouth against yours, silencing whatever you were going to say next.

you moan against her mouth, sighing and running your fingers through her braids. valkyrie keeps you close, rubbing all over your skin and pushing you back against the bed. you sigh as she pushes you down and you find yourself laying down, valkyrie smiling down at you. you sit up slightly, “before we start, i wanna try something,” you whisper out and valkyrie smiles and leans down, kissing you softly, “what did you have in mind, love?”

you but your lip, not really ready to admit it. “i really wanna be your housewife, val. like, you treat me like it and i know i say i don’t like it but… i really do, so can you—?” and she agrees, nearly breathless, “yeah, yeah. i can, you wanna be my pretty housewife? you want me to keep you and fuck you over and over and over again?”

you nod, breathless and biting your lips, “yeah, yes i do, please, please—” valkyrie licks her lips and climbs on top of you, kissing at your mouth and stripping away your clothes and exposing your skin to the coldness of the room. she attacks your nipples first, playing with one bud in her hand the other in her mouth. you moan and lift yourself to her mouth, sighing and your legs move together, squeezing around your arousal. she moves her hand against your legs, sliding her fingers against your drenched pussy. you moan a bit, hips stuttering at the pressure like you haven’t felt her before.

she moves away from your nipple, it’s wet and hard once it touches the cold air. you huff, feeling her spread your legs more, “lemme see, love, open up for me,” and you do, spreading your legs and she maneuvers you to take off your shorts and underwear, your pussy is suddenly out in the open, and you can feel yourself leaking on the sheets below. you sigh and thrusts your hips up, and valkyrie sighs, “oh, so pretty my love, so fucking gorgeous,” and you nod, looking at her with hooded eyes. she leans forward and kisses your clit, the nub pulsing under her mouth. she sucks a bit, keeping your legs open when you gasp out in surprise.

valkyrie holds you there, sucking on your clit softly, not giving you the pressure you’re used to. you moan softly, “val— please, please more, i want more,” you whimper out and she pulls away, a wet noise leaving your pussy. “you want more, huh? she teases, sliding her finger against you and you nod, whining, “yeah—!” and she smiles, “then what do you say, baby?”

you gasp once you feel her fingers inside you, the digits moving in and out slowly, still teasing. “please— haaa, oh please, my king, i need you, i need more, ohhhh please—!” and she sighs, adding her other hand to your pussy and putting pressure on your foot while her other hand works inside of you, “there we go, baby, that’s it, say it again for me,” and you buck, head tossing back as you feel your orgasm flow through your body slowly. “please! my king, please pleasee— i, i’m cumming, oh val—!” and you pussy clenches around her fingers, your clit pulsing under her thumb. you moan out, high pitched sounds escaping you, and she coaxes you through it, body convulsing and your pussy squirting slightly.

she pulls her fingers out, bringing them to her mouth and licking your cum off her hand. you sigh and watch her, spreading your legs a bit more to show you still needed attention. “please, i— i want more please,” and she nods, leaning over you and her braids falling on you. “i know, baby, i know, i’ll fuck you soon, okay? just be good for me, alright?” and you nod, she kisses you swiftly, sucking slightly on your lips and you can taste yourself on her mouth.

she gets up from above you, presumably to get her strap, and you smile. “v?” you call and she responds from the bathroom, “can you get the one i like?” and she laughs a bit, “i’ve already read your mind, baby, i got it,” and you chuckle a bit, moving around to get on your knees, presenting your pussy to her as you level yourself on your forearms. she comes back, smirking, “wow, look at you, all spread out for me huh?” and you nod, spreading your legs a bit more. you look back at her, “gotta be a good wife right?” and she smiles, getting behind you and kissing your back and butt, sliding her fingers against your clit and you gasp, moaning, “yeah, you are a good wife, aren’t you, baby? i should just fuck you and get you pretty and pregnant, huh?”

you gasp out and nod, feeling her strap slide on your pussy. you moan, “yes, yes! please, please, my king, fuck me, get me pregnant i need it—!” and she’s inside you by the time your finished rambling, moaning when you feel the ribbed edges move against your walls, breaching you all the way till the hilt. you gasp out, drool falling from your mouth which hangs open. she sighs, kissing at your shoulders, and moving her hand against your lower stomach, and feeling her strap bulge against your body. you groan and she does too, “you feel me, love?” and you nod, the words dying in your throat, not being able to speak anymore.

valkyrie smirks, before pulling out and slides back in, you gasp out and twist. she thrusts again, one hand holding your hip and the other feeling the bulge that pokes your stomach. you whine and your forearms give out as she starts a harsher pace, “ouhhh— fuck me, fuck me, please harder,” and your mumbling, completely lost because of valkyrie’s dick. she mocks you, “such a good little housewife huh? you like my dick, baby?” and you nod, slurring and drooling. she holds you tighter, hands gripping your waist harder and harder and you feel it, your pussy starts to convulse around her and you moan, trying to keep it down.

she knows your body better than anyone though, and she murmurs against you softly, “you gonna cum, my love? gonna cum all over me, yeah?” and you nod, whimpering and sighing, she leans forward and puts her fingers in your mouth, hand slipping away from your stomach and you suck on them, so happy to have the anchor. you moan unabashedly around them, slurring out, “cumming, i’m cumming, oh please, please i— i’m so close, FUCK!” and you cum once more, squeezing around her dick and pulsing again. you feel your pussy squirt again, the fluid leaving you as you gasp out silently and she groans against your back, thrusts coming to a stop as you twitch in overstimulation.

she sighs against your back, and you groan, your orgasm subsiding and you feel her pull out, the sound of pussy and heavy breathing left in the room. you fall to your side, signing and moaning against the cool air and valkyrie comes to your side, kissing the dent she left in your hip and opening your legs after slapping your ass a couple of times.

you groan, and she smiles against your skin, “come on love, one more, yeah? gotta fill you up again?” and you huff and nod, laying in your back and spreading once more. valkyrie wastes no time, sliding her strap inside you once more, grinning at your hip and you groan out, hands grabbing the sheets.

she gives you no rest, fucking into you once more, deep and hard and you gasp out, back arching and body moving against her, “ughhhhhfffffuucccckkkk— val, valkyrieeee, i’m, im —!” your mind was mush, she felt like she was everywhere inside you, her hands playing with your tits and her thrusts slapping against your core, you felt full. she groans at the sight of you, moaning, and leaning down to capture your drooling mouth, “want me to cum inside tou, love?” she gasps against your wet lips and you nod, twisting your thighs to pull her closer, locking her with your wrapping legs. you feel her smile against your lips and you nod more aggressively now, “please, please, please my king, i— i want it, i want it, so bad, cum inside me, please, haaaughhh, fuck—!”

valkyrie nods, her hips stuttering a bit as her own orgasm approaches and you whine, feeling yours creep through your pussy as well. she holds your position, thrusting to get there, “cum for me, be my good girl and cum with me, yeah? can you?” and you nod, her voice piercing your bloodstream and you can’t help it when your feel your pussy clench around her again, your clit pulsing and she halts her thrusts as well, hips stuttering against yours as she cums, eyes closed and biting her lip, groaning against yours.

her orgasm lasts for a bit, she’s still moaning and moving by the time you’ve come back to earth. you hear her sigh and exhale above you, your eyes still twisted shut after the over stimulation. she leans down to kiss you properly, you can feel the bite marks she left on her own lips against yours and you sigh, declawing yourself from the sheets and wrapping around her, moaning in her mouth. she wraps herself around you, your legs still locked onto hers and she’s all around you now, her muscles vibing all your body.

when she finally pulls away your eyes blink open and there’s a drunk smile on her face as there is yours, “hi,” you whisper and she laughs a bit, and whispers is back, “hi,” you smile and she kisses you again, slowly pulling out and you whimper against her mouth, and calming you by rubbing up and down your body.

once she’s finally pulled out, she pulls away and lays next to you, breathing deep and relaxing. her muscles are still flexed once you lay next to her and cuddle up, “you alright?” you whisper first and she laughs a bit, “i should ask you that, love, i think you squirted like three times,” you lean up and cover her mouth in embarrassment, cheeks hot and a shy smile on your face, “you don’t need to say it,” you whisper and she laughs again, putting her hands up in surrender. you remove yours and lay down again, “i’m fine, thank you,” and she nods, “and i am as well, thank you checking on me,” she says sweetly.

you mumble and lean up to kiss her, rubbing up and down her tight stomach, the sweat and likely your cum that lay there being rubbed into her skin. she pulls away again, gasping, “oh and thank you love,” you cock your head at her, “for?”

valkyrie jerks her head towards the bedside table towards the IVF kit and you shy up, looking back at her, “it’s no big deal, i just knew you’d been talking about it for a while, is all.” and valkyrie grabs your chin to silence you, “it is a big deal,” she retorts and you listen, “i’m… i’m not ready now, but i’m so happy you want to at least try with me, my love. it means a lot.” before you can say anything back, she’s kissing you again, sighing into your mouth and keeping you there.

the security feeling of valkyrie so close to you has you sighing and your eyelids feeling heavy. you pull away, “we should get some rest, do it all again tomorrow, yeah?” and valkyrie laughs, “yeah, do it all over again, huh?” and you smile, settling in her shoulder as she cuts the bedside light off, snuggling up against you too. there’s a small whisper of ‘i love you,’ you hear in the night and it brings another bright smile to your face as sleep overcomes you.

when you wake, you hear fumbling and paper crumbling. you blink open at the sunlight in your room and feel around for valkyrie, who’s not next to you anymore. you sigh and sit up and find your wife and king, on the floor with the IVF package discombobulated and all over the floor.

you squint, your bonnet blocking some of your vision, “what’re you doing?” you groan out and valkyrie looks at you, confused with the instructions in hand.

“i know you’re gonna laugh at me but, i thought this was like a temporary dick package or something, i thought i’d actually cum inside you! i didn’t know it was just a DNA shot, that’s not as fun,” and she truly sounds disappointed, like a little kid who was just told they can’t go to the park because it’s raining. you feel a mocking smile form on your face and she catches it, “okay, yeah it’s funny but did you know that?”

and you try to hide your smile and nod, “yes, well, i did buy the kit. i— i definitely knew,” you try to explain and valkyrie sighs, “whatever, i’m sure i’ll find someway to make that sexy,” and she grumbles as she climbs back into bed, slumping next to you and you laugh a bit, snuggling back next to her under the covers. “you’re so weird,”

she smiles, “and yet, you married me. i can’t believe it— letting me make a housewife out of you,” you smack your lips and hit her with a stray pillow, valkyrie’s laughs still heard through the cotton.

DONE AND DONE !!! @verachii I HOPE YOU LIKED IT AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BBYYY you looked absolutely gorgeous!!! I hope you had fun and enjoyed your day!!!

MWAH MWAH rmb to like and leave replies and reblog!! bye goodnight ❣️🫶🏽

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m1ghtythor · 1 year

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Valkyrie: Why are Thor and Jane sitting with their backs to each other?

Darcy: They had a fight.

Valkyrie: Then why are they holding hands?

Darcy: They get sad when they fight.

#fosterson #thor #thor x jane #jane foster #darcy lewis #valkyrie #brunnhilde #marvel #mcu

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arlana-likes-to-write · 2 years

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King by Lauren Aquilina

Summary: After Thor appointed Valkyrie as the new King of New Asgard, she feels lost on what to do. When her feelings and thoughts are all over the place she turns to you, her light, to help her find her way again.

Warnings: fluff, angst, self-doubt, nothing really bad

Word Count: 2.9k

Her head was spinning as she descended the hill into New Asgard. The town was buzzing with her. The warrior smiled and waved to the people that waved back. She needed to figure out what the hell she was going to do. She was a fighter, a warrior, not a King. With a sigh, she opened the door to the after school building. You were walking around the tables and cleaning up the left out art supplies. Valkyrie smiled at the sight as she closed the door.

You moved to New Asgard 4 years ago. You were trying to rediscover yourself in a new world where half of the population was gone. Before Thanos snapped her fingers, you were a teacher and those skills were needed in this town that was trying to rebuild. The warrior found your presence to be calming. You always called yourself a simple human but she saw you as so much more. “You know starring is considered rude in most cultures.” You said with a teasing smile on your face. Valkyrie rolled her eyes and pushed herself off the door, closing the distance between you and her.

“I can’t help it,” she said. “Especially when I’m in the presence of a goddess.” You hit her chest with a stack of paper.

“You are ridiculous.” You said, putting the scrap paper and art supplies in their correct spot.

“That was a good one.” Valkyrie pouted. “I have to up my flirting game so everyone knows you're mine.” She followed you to your desk and before you could sit down she wrapped her arms around your waist. You leaned back into her embrace.

“I’m pretty sure the rock you put on my finger will keep the vultures away, my love.” She smiled, kissing your shoulder and playing with the ring on your finger. “Where is Thor?” You said. The warrior sighed, remembering the conversation she had with her friend.

‘You know, I’d make a lot of changes around here.’ she joked. Thor took off his sunglasses and bowed his head slightly with a smile. ‘I’m counting on it, your majesty.’

You turned around to face her, sitting on the edge of your desk. “What’s wrong?” You asked. It was rather annoying how easily you could read her.

“Can we get away just for a few hours?” She asked. You nodded, with a smile and kissed her lips softly.

“Of course.”

You met Valkyrie at the docks while you set up the small row boat. You went home to quickly change and pack a small bag filled with snacks and a blanket. Valkyrie held out her hand. “Welcome aboard, m’lady.” You took her hand and stepped down into the boat.

“Thank you, captain.” You kissed her cheek as you sat down. She smiled and began to row the boat past the port of New Asgard towards a small island. It was by accident that you and Valkyrie found this place. Her and Thor got into a small argument regarding the future of New Asgard. She came to you in a fit of rage. You remembered when you were younger that your father took you out of the water whenever he and your mother got into a fight. The air on the water seemed to have a healing effect. So you rowed the boat as Valkyrie sat in her emotions until you found the island. From then on the island became a spot for you to escape, date nights to tell stories underneath the stars, and it was the spot Valkyrie proposed. “Land ho, captain.” You called out. She jumped out of the rowboat as it came in contact with land and pulled it out of the water. She smirked at you as she caught you checking out her muscles. You simply shrugged and got out of the boat, sling the bag over your shoulder. “Your hot babe, can’t blame me for looking.” Your wife laughed. It was a sound you loved especially when you knew something was bothering you.

“You have such a way with words.” You smiled and went to your favorite spot on the island to lay out a blanket on the ground. It allowed you both to still see the buildings of New Asgard but feel far away from everything. You sat down and pulled out the snacks you brought; a bottle of wine, cheese, crackers, grapes, and strawberries plus two chocolate bars. Valkyrie sat down and opened the bottle of wine. “You are too good to me.” She said. You rolled your eyes.

“Shut up,” you poured the wine into the glass and gave it to her. She took a long sip. “So, what happened?” You asked.

“Thor isn’t coming back to New Asgard. He’s joining the Guardians.” You almost choked on a strawberry at the news. You knew that the God struggled with his guilt for not being able to prevent the death of his brother, the destruction of his home, and not being able to spot Thanos the first time.

“But isn’t he King? He has no heir, not that we know of,” you mumbled the last part which caused Valkyrie to smile. “Who is the new king?” You asked. Your wife’s smile became smaller as she stared out towards the water.

“Me.” She looked at you but looked away rather quickly. You weren’t surprised that the God of Thunder named her the new king. In the 4 years you were at New Asgard, you watched Valkyrie look after its people. But in the brief glance she gave you, you saw doubt in your partner’s eyes. It was an emotion that you’ve never seen in her. “But I don’t know if I can do it,” she whispered. “Thor called me a leader but the last time I was a leader I led my sisters to their death.” She was referring to the battle against Hela. It still haunted and scared her. “I don’t know what to do.” You didn’t respond right away, you swirled the wine in your glass.

“You do what you do best, Val, and fight to protect those you love.” You said.

“Who am I fighting?” She asked. “We won.” You hummed agreeing with her, taking a sip of the wine before moving behind her. You pulled out a brush from your bag and began to brush her wavy hair. The tension melted from her shoulders.

“You are fighting the monsters inside your head,” you answered, pushing her hair to the side and kissing the skin that was showing. “Count your blessings not your flaws. You’re too wrapped up in your self doubt. You’ve got that young blood set it free.” You sighed, resting your head on her shoulder. “For the past 4 years, I’ve seen you lead these people without the title of king. You gave them hope and provided them light in their darkest time.” You kissed the side of her head and forced her to look at you. “You’re in control so get rid of all the monsters inside your head and put all your faults to bed. You can be king.” Your wife moved her hand to the back of your head and weaved her fingers through your hair. She kissed you slowly. You would never get tired of kissing her. She poured all of her emotions and feelings into a kiss when words were lost to her. She ended the kiss, keeping your foreheads touching. “I love you, my king.” You whispered. She chuckled.

“My queen,” you smirked. “My beautiful and smart queen. I’d be lost without you.”

“Queen,” you mumbled against your lover’s lips. “I like that title.” She rolled your eyes.

“Take it down a notch or your ego won’t fit into the school building.” She joked. You pushed her on her chest and she fell to her side bringing you down with her. You laughed, shaking your head. “Was that an attempted assassination attempt on the newly appointed King of Asgard? The punishment is the most severe.” You tried to hide the smile on your face.

“Please have mercy on me, your highness,” you said, burying your face in her neck. “I will do anything.”

“Anything? Mhmm.” She paused for dramatic effect. “I sentence you to be my wife for an eternity.” You pulled away and looked down at her.

“Seriously.” She shrugged.

“Like I said I have to up my flirting game. You are the queen.” You rolled your eyes.

“You, my king, are a dork.” She laughed, taking your left hand in hers and kissed your wrist, your palm, and the ring she gave you.

“Thank you,” you smiled, feeling yourself blush at her intense look.

“Anytime.”

It was the screams that woke you and Valkyrie up. She was the first out of bed, rushing to the window, and throwing the blinds back. Your dark room erupted into light from the flames outside. “I have to go,” she said suddenly, pulling on a pair of sleep shorts and a long sleeve shirt. You nodded.

“I’m right behind you.” Your statement caused your wife to stop and look at you.

“Absolutely not. I need you to stay here.” You looked at her in disbelief. You weren’t an Avenger level fighter but you’ve been training and you didn’t have to fight you could help get people to safety.

“This is my home too, Val. I can help.” She ran her hands through her hair, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“I need to know you are safe so I can focus on protecting everyone else,” you went to say something but she held up her hand. “I don’t have time for this. Stay here, that's an order from your king.” Your jaw clenched.

“Yes, your majesty.” Valkyrie sighed, kissing your forehead before leaving your room. You sighed and walked over to the window looking at the chaos. A portal opened and you watched as your wife rode on Warsong. You rolled your eyes, she always had to have a dramatic entrance. You knew you were being difficult and keeping her away from the fight. But she didn't hear what was said about you, a useless human married to the now King. Hell, even Thor’s ex-girlfriend was worthy enough to lift mjolnir. A bright light came down from the heavens and you covered your eyes to shield them. When you looked back, the God of Thunder was standing there. He looked good, a lot healthier than the last time you saw him. A car near your apartment building exploded. “Fuck this.” You said, leaving your room.

Valkyrie was going to kill you, it was a fact that you accepted as soon as you stepped foot outside of your apartment building. You had a shield on your back and a sword in your hands. You heard a scream and you ran in the direction. It was the mother of one of your students. You jumped in front of her with your shield hitting the shadow spider in front of you. “Get out of here.” You yelled, swinging the sword in your hand. You heard her run off but your eyes remained on the creature ahead. The creature charged and you dogged out of the way. You climbed on the car that was parked next to you and jumped, slashing your sword down. The sword implied the creature in the head. It struggled and trashed from side to side, you held on but it flung you off. You rolled to the ground as the spider died. On shaky legs, you stood up and pulled your sword out. But you didn’t have a second to breathe as a small horde of them circled you.

The ground shook around you and the electricity in the air made the hair on your arms stand up as Thor landed next to you. He swung Stormbreaker and it flew through the air, cutting off the heads of the creatures around you. Stormbreaker returned to his owner.

“Lady Y/n,” The God smiled.

“Thor,” you smiled back. “Who did you piss off this time?” You asked. His smile fell.

“Valkyrie asked the same thing,” you laughed and ducked as he sent lightning over your shoulder killing another creature. You spun behind him and killed one. “Speaking of the king, does she know her wife is out here?” He asked. You sighed.

“No,” you said slowly. “How about we keep it a secret.” Another explosion rocked New Asgard. “Thor go, I’ll be fine.”

“I will see you again, Lady Y/n.” The God disappeared in a flash of light.

“See ya, Thor.” You waved and continued on.

You would count tonight as a half win. The children of New Asgard were kidnapped by a deranged God Killer which wasn’t ideal. But you did sneak back home without your wife seeing you and you lived to one day tell her the tale. You cleaned your weapons and put them away, cleaned up, and began to cook for Valkyrie’s return. The door opened and slammed shut. “Hi -”

“I can’t believe you,” she cut you off. You turned to face her. She didn’t have any clear sign of injury which you were thankful for. “I can’t believe you ignored a direct order from your king.” You bit your tongue. You wanted her to get everything off her chest. “Then you asked Thor to cover for you. Do you realize how dangerous it was to be out there?” You didn’t respond and returned around to finish the sandwich you were making.

“Thor told you I’m guessing.” You said, placing the finished sandwich down in front of her. She glanced at the food but didn’t take it.

“No. It was the mother you saved. She wanted me to thank you.” She sighed, sitting down at the table. “Thor actually tried to cover for you which I had a very stern talk to him about.” She angrily bit into the sandwich. “I’m so mad at you. You could have died and I couldn’t have known.”

“But I didn’t.” You were pushing her buttons but the statement left your mouth before you could think about it. She stood up abruptly, slamming her hands on the table.

“I’m your king,” she said. “It is my job to protect you.”

“Cut the shit, Brunnhilde. I was your wife before you got the title of King. So talk to me like your wife and not one of your subjects.” Her jaw clenched as you stared at each other. You sighed, rubbing your hand across your face. “I’m sorry I left and I worried you but I wanted to prove to them,” you pointed out the window. “That I’m more than what they call me behind closed doors. So,” you dropped your hands to the side. “I’m sorry.” Valkyrie was silent as she stared at you. You wondered if you stunned her into silence. But in a quick motion, she made her way to your side of the table and pulled you into a hug. The force of the hug lifted you off the ground. You yelped at the sudden impact but you hugged her back as tight. She set you down on your feet.

“I love you. I love you so much,” she mumbled against your skin.

“I love you too, my love.” You pulled away slightly grabbing onto her face. You kissed her softly.

“I don’t know what I would have done if I lost you tonight, if I failed to protect you as well.” You frowned.

“This isn’t solely on you.”

“I’m king. It’s my duty.” You grabbed her hand and pulled her to the couch. You sat down next to her grabbing both of her hands.

“You’re not alone. You’re not on your own. You’ve got it all but you’ve lost your mind in the sound.” You let go of one of her hands and placed some strands of hair behind her ear. “You will save those kids and reclaim your crown.” She gave you a sad smile.

“What if I fail?” Her voice was so small it broke your heart. You shook your head.

“You won’t because you will do anything for your people.” She was silent for a moment, looking at your connected hands.

“Thor, Jane, and I are going after him. We leave tomorrow morning.” You expected as much. “I need you to stay here.” She brought her lips. “Asgard will need it’s Queen.” She kissed your palms.

“As long as their King comes back to them.” She nodded.

“Always,” she smirked . “Besides you have a sentence to still carry out.” You rolled your eyes and stood up, holding out your hand.

“A King needs their rest.” You pulled your wife to her feet.

“I need to shower first. I’ll meet you there.” You nodded, kissing her before heading off to your room. You didn’t realize how tired you were until your head hit the pillow and the blankets were around you. You must have dozed off because you woke up to the feeling of Valkyrie getting into bed behind you. Her arm wrapped around you and pulled you flush to her front. “Thank you, my love.” She mumbled. Her voice was laced with sleep.

“Anytime.”

#valkyrie x reader #valkyrie/reader #brunnhilde x reader #marvel fanfiction #marvel one shot #valkyrie x you #valkyrie x y/n #brunnhilde x you #brunnhilde x y/n #valkyrie x female reader #brunnhilde x female reader #based on a song #valkyrie fanfiction #king brunnhilde #Marvel AU #thor love and thunder

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justsomeoneunordinary · 1 year

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Electric Pleasure

Day 4 of @marvelfemslashweek: Powers & First Time

This isn’t the first time Jane has a King of Asgard in her bed.

Brunnhilde|Valkyrie/Jane Foster | M, 200 words | Non-Explicit Sex

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#may writes #may's moodboards #marvelfemslashweek2023 #janekyrie #as i like to call them #jane x valkyrie #jane foster #brunnhilde #brunnhilde (thor)#valkyrie #valkyrie (thor)

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howfarethestars · 11 months

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let all time slow (let all light go)

rating: e

word count: 2172

pairing: thor x brunnhilde | valkyrie

There is something poetic about the way starlight falls across the floor. Glistening like shards of a mirror, it reflects off the rows of liquor bottles and glass beer mugs that line the back shelves of the bar on the deepest level of the Statesman. How starlight even reaches down here would be a mystery if it weren’t for the massive windows that gape like the mouths of behemoths and swallow every ounce of light in the sky.

Brunnhilde blames the waxing nature of her thoughts on the glitter in her drink. She grabs the rims of the glass and swirls the liquid inside just to see how the light catches. It reminds her of the distant galaxies she soared through on Aragorn’s back. She’d always loved the stars. Her youngest memories were lit by constellations. Sitting atop her father’s shoulders, his large hands tracing lines through those distant dots as he told her stories of swans and bears.

At this point, she is well and truly wasted. She only thinks of her father when she’s wasted.

Thor is the same way. Only, where Brunnhilde keeps thoughts of her father locked up tight in her own head, Thor lets them spill out everywhere. Like the beer soaking into the light red fabric of his shirt, his emotions run out of his mouth and down his chest.

“…never thought he was a bad father,” Thor mumbles, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the bar. He stands behind it, mixing shitty drinks for Brunnhilde to choke down. Which she does, like a champ. “Not even when I was afraid of him.”

Brunnhilde frowns. “I am not drunk enough to hear you talk about your complicated relationship with your dad,” she says, knocking back half of her glittery cocktail. She groans. Thor is no bartender. “Plus, my relationship with your dad is way worse. I mean, way worse.”

Thor lifts his head. His cheeks are flushed. In the starlight, his skin looks blue. But not his cheeks, not his lips. Those are the inciting shade of an apple, slick with morning dew. “Sorry,” he says, and Brunnhilde knows he means it. He doesn’t say anything he doesn’t mean, not to her. “How old were you when you became a Valkyrie?”

Brunnhilde blinks at him. It takes a moment for her brain to retrieve the information. “I started training when I was 14.”

A smirk, lopsided and boyish, spreads over Thor’s face. “Train me.”

He’s pushing back off the bar and making his way around the other side of it before Brunnhilde can even process the words. The bar was once part of a larger dance club, or so they assumed, so there is a large tile floor open behind where Brunnhilde sits now. Tables and chairs, covered with tarp-like fabric, have been pushed out of the way. It’s the perfect place for a makeshift training room, she has to admit.

“C’mon, mighty Valkyrie,” Thor says. He grabs her elbow gently, turning the stool with her atop it. She’s just drunk enough that the movement makes her dizzy, so she reaches up to grab at Thor’s forearm for stability. “Woah, there.”

When the room stabilizes, Thor’s giving her a blinding grin. Brighter than the stars outside, he’s glowing. “Valkyries do not merely train,” she says, an echo of the words told to her by her captain so many years ago. She can still remember standing, shorter than every other girl that had shown up to try out, squinting through the sunlight at the woman who would become her greatest inspiration. “Your body will learn to break, your mind will learn to rebuild it. Can you handle it, your majesty?”

Somehow, this makes Thor look even more excited.

When Brunnhilde had first heard it, it had affected her just the same way.

They start off slow. Brunnhilde kicks his feet apart, forcing him into the proper stance. She grabs his wrists and brings them up, curls his fingers into fists, and takes a step back to examine her work. They’re both so beyond drunk that they’re not worth anything. He would be useless if she wanted to kill him, but she couldn’t inflict any damage if she wanted to, either.

“Good enough,” she says anyway. Thor beams. “I’m going to try to take you down. Keep your weight centered. Don’t try to take me down yet. Just keep yourself upright.”

Thor nods, and Brunnhilde rushes forward. She targets his weakest points, swinging a knee towards his kidneys. He absorbs the hit, wincing but never faltering. Just as he starts to grin, thinking he’s won, Brunnhilde drops down and swipes both his feet out from under him.

“Fuck!”

The impact of his body against the floor rattles the bottles on the bar shelves. Before he has a chance to get up, Brunnhilde swings a leg over his middle and straddles him. Her hands find the base of his throat. Not to choke him, just to remind him that she can.

“Tap out,” Brunnhilde says, not even winded. Thor gasps for breath under her. She feels his windpipe constrict under her palms. “C’mon, majesty. Get up so I can teach you how to properly—“

Thor’s hand is cupping the back of her head, and she’s staring up rather than down at him, now. Her legs are still wrapped around his middle, ass hovering off the ground. Thor’s body cages her in. He slides his hand out from beneath her hair, handling her with more care than anyone has in a long, long time.

The heavy thumping in her chest shocks her, the way it feels as though her heart is trying to burst free, trying to get to him. And oh god, are her hips lifting towards his? Is her mouth parted from shock, or to allow his tongue to slip inside?

Thor leans down, and all that erratic beating of her heart stops at once, but instead of pressing his lips to hers, he brings them to brush against her ear. “What was that, Valkyrie?”

Her body is on fire, skin alight. Alcohol dulling the senses must be a myth. She feels Thor’s barely-there touch in every corner of her body. She smells not just the booze that clings to his breath or the sweat on the back of his neck, but him. He smells like the air before a storm. He smells like anticipation.

“Thor…” she breathes, the want dripping from her voice.

He lifts his head until he’s hovering just inches above his face. For a long moment, he doesn’t speak. His eyes rake over her face. Somehow he makes even stillness sinful.

When he finally speaks, he steals the breath from her lungs. “Teach me how to properly fuck a Valkyrie.”

“Gladly,” she breathes, then tilts her chin until her lips meet his.

It’s a messy, drunken kiss, their first. But it doesn’t occur to Brunnhilde to mind, doesn’t even occur to her to note the significance of first, not yet.

They shouldn’t be doing this on the floor. If she were to put her hand down, she’d probably be touching at least 3 layers of grime and sticky residue, but Brunnhilde can’t find it in herself to be disgusted. Not when the king of Asgard’s deft fingers are sliding her pants down over her hips. Not when he’s grabbing the backs of her knees, prying them open, placing them over his shoulders.

He’s a devotee at the altar. His mouth makes a scalding path from her right knee up to her thigh. Pulsing, intoxicating heat runs through her core.

It takes every ounce of strength she has to keep from squirming away from him. She wants this, so badly it hurts, so badly that it scares her. Thor must sense it, because he leans back, dragging his hands up from behind her knees to rest on her hips. His fingertips press into her skin, just hard enough for her to feel it, for it to ground her.

The moment slows. Brunnhilde lifts her head to see the top of Thor’s, trying to memorize the sight of Asgard’s young king buried between her thighs. It’s a beautiful thing. The stars wink at her from behind his head. She reaches down and tangles her fingers in his cropped hair, dragging her nails over his scalp. Thor moans, to her delight.

Thor’s mouth finally makes contact with her core, eliciting a strangled moan of her own. Her grip on his hair tightens. It’s been a long time since anyone had gone down on her. Her hookups on Sakaar tended to be short and sweet, just good enough to take the edge off, never good enough to take the same person twice.

When Thor’s tongue moves against her, licking a fat stripe from her entrance to her swollen clit, she thinks she may be ruined. He laps at her steadily with a skilled tongue. How much experience has he had, she wonders? How many maidens had he cut his teeth on? How many court ladies came undone beneath him the same way she feels herself breaking now?

She is overtaken with the urge to ask him. As if his history is hers for the taking. She wants to understand. He moves his tongue, the stiff peak of it, in a quick circle. Who taught him that? When did he learn?

Brunnhilde writhes against the floor, wishing despite the grime that she was naked. In her drunkenness, it takes her a long moment to realize she can be. She can be, without even disturbing Thor’s so-very-important work. So she leans up, pulling her tank top over her head, exposing her tiny lace bra. It had been found in a pile of similarly useless pretty things in some closet, thoroughly washed, and given to her by a blushing Thor.

He had guessed her size.

This was always going to happen.

Thor had begun working his way under her skin from the moment she first laid eyes on him. He was always going to get this close. She was always going to put up a little fight, then let him.

It’s inevitable when his tongue pushes inside her. More than just the cliche of right, it feels as though he was always there. Just out of reach.

One of his hands abandons her hips and slides down. A long, slender finger traces the curves and lines of her lower lips. A second spreads her open, giving Thor that much more access. A groan falls from her lips.

“Is this,” Thor breathes, pausing in the middle of his sentence to wrap his lips around her clit and suck, then pull away again, “the proper way, hm? To fuck a Valkyire?”

Brunnhilde hums. “It’s one of many proper ways.”

Thor laughs against her, then continues his work. Those deft fingers slip one by one inside of her, widening to stretch her. It feels glorious. For a long while, he doesn’t move them in or out. Instead, he alternates between curling upwards and opening her up.

She hurtles towards orgasm almost embarrassingly quickly. As she feels the first build, she’s already aching for another. She wants him in every way she can get him. She craves his weight on top of her body, the sight of him beneath her, the burn of him deep inside.

Pathetic, she feels pathetic for just a moment. A visit from her sober mind. A reminder that she is unworthy of this, and that she will inevitably ruin Thor by contact, that they’re both just drunk and horny and none of it will mean anything come hangover and morning.

But then she comes, and the thoughts are banished.

For a moment. (A longer moment than usual, at least.)

When Brunnhilde comes down, she pulls her hands out of Thor’s hair. She inspects her nails, subtly, to make sure she hasn’t drawn blood. Thor presses one last kiss to her clit, then slides his fingers out of her. He brings those two fingers to his lips and licks them clean.

Brunnhilde almost melts into the metal floor.

Thor presses the palms of his hands into the stiff muscles of her thighs, massaging as he asks, “Are you okay to keep going?”

Brunnhilde leans up, pressing her lips to his. She tastes herself there, amongst the liquor and sweat. She had planned on pulling back to tell him, “Yes.”, but the longer she kisses him, the less she wants to stop. It’s enough answer as anything, though, when she slips her hand into the waistband of his pants. Thor groans against her lips when she finds his cock.

She snickers, pulls back. “Not so cocky now, are you?”

Thor meets her gaze. There’s not an ounce of amusement in his one remaining eye, only want. Then he smiles into a kiss and clutches her hips again. “I’m all yours, Val.”

Brunnhilde believes every word.

“Let’s find a bedroom, then, shall we?”

A slick grin spreads across Thor’s face. “After you.”

#marvel #mcu #thor #thor odinson #thor x valkyrie #my writing #fanfiction #thorval #thor smut #valkyrie smut #valkyire #brunnhilde #mcu fic

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torturedpoetskywalker · 1 year

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Do you want me to stop?

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100 wc, Marvel - Thor, Brunnhilde | Valkyrie/Sif, Femslash, G-rating, Post-Thor: Love and Thunder, for @marvelfemslashweek, part 3 of Marvel Femslash Week 2023

Summary: Sif acted as she didn't notice, but she felt Valkyrie's eyes on her every day during the kids' training.

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galatially · 2 years

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❝𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬❞

𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕. 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒌𝒆, "𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆."

𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦

𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛

𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒

𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢

𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟

#galatially #what tragedies #what tragedies masterlist #greek myths au #take me away #kill our way to heaven #favorite crime #beside you #salt water #orpheus!pietro maximoff x eurydice!black!reader #dark!hades!billy russo x persephone!black!reader #zeus!thor odinson x hera!black!reader #eros!joaquin torres x psyche!black!reader #poseidon!brunnhilde x amphitrite!black!reader

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the-widow-sisters · 11 months

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I haven't even seen The Marvels movie but they better not be gearing up for Valkyrie and Carol being together. Valkyrie and Thor are my jam and I'm literally going to be so sad if they don't put them together 🥴

#thor #valkyrie | brunnhilde #thor x valkyrie #black widow #the marvels #captain marvel #carol danvers

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fire-for-you · 1 year

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i fear this place

|-<3-|

pairing - valkyrie x sylvie

rating - teen and up (haunted houses, au- high school, little punching action)

word count - 1,497

summary - “actor at a haunted house/person who punches the actor in the face” AU

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Valkyrie was never an irrational person. Wasn't a scaredy-cat. One to back down from a challenge. She grew up with Thor, Loki, and Hela. She could handle anything.

Right?

"Okay…" Bruce drew out as he looked around the room. "Hmm. Valkyrie! Truth or dare?"

"Really? Okay, um. Dare. Hate truth. Whatchu got?"

Hela leaned over and whispered something in Bruce's ear. Then she pulled away, smirking. The boy lit up like a Christmas tree. "I dare you to go to a haunted house with me and the Odinsons."

"Yeah, okay. Easy enough." Valkyrie put on a smile. But, on the inside, she was freaking. Nothing scared her worse than all the horrors of Halloween stuffed into a labyrinth of rooms. The holiday was bad enough on its own, even if it included getting free candy. Despite being a tough woman, she had her share of fears.

The siblings nodded consecutively, all grinning like madmen. Since it was her turn, she tilted her head towards Carol. "Okay, Captain Marvel, truth or dare?"

Bruce glided over next to her in the lunch line. Of course, the one day she didn't pack a lunch. "I found a haunted house that fits our schedules." She had honestly hoped the junior forgot about her dare. Apparently not.

"Great. When?"

"This Friday, after school. I can text you the rest of the details. I have to go meet Thor."

"For your mid-day hook-up?" Valkyrie asked casually, looking over the menu options. Everything sounded disgusting.

Bruce blushed. "No. He needs help with English. We're not dating. I don't understand why I need to tell you guys all the time."

She side-eyed him as they moved up in line. "You two have eye-sex every time you look at one another. It's honestly annoying that you won't just bone and get it over with."

He blushed deeper, turning a dark cherry red. "I'm gonna go. I'll text you!" The raven-haired man rushed away.

"Yeah, you do that." She said sarcastically, mumbling under her breath. Looking up at the lunch lady, she took a deep breath.

"And what can I get for you today?" The older woman inquired, cheerfully.

"Do we really have to do this?" Valkyrie, Bruce, Thor, Hela, and Loki all stood in front of The House of Hauntings with a little sign underneath that said: "We Haunt."

"Unless you want to be a chicken. First one all school year." The slender one in green stated.

"Shut up, Loki. You say 'school year' because you are the only one to call chicken this year. On asking Mobius out? Do you remember that?" Hela scoffed at her sorry excuse of a brother.

The youngest curled in on himself, looking down at the ground. He mumbled something no one caught.

"Anyway," Bruce spoke into the silence, training his eyes back on the makeshift haunted house. "Let's go, shall we?"

They walked forward, towards a table selling tickets for entry.

"How many in your party?" The teen asked, obviously bored.

"Five," Thor stated like he was talking to a child, which Valkyrie supposed he was.

The young man looked up slowly like he had all the time in the world. "Twenty-five dollars."

The blonde fished out a twenty and a five, holding out the bills, which the teenager was quick to take. "Entry is at the end of that path." He pointed loosely behind his person, at a dirt pathway.

"Thank you." Bruce was pushing them along, eager to get inside.

Coming across a door and a knight, they stopped. "Do you think there's someone in there?" Loki asked.

"Maybe," Hela responded, sporting a sly grin that her sibling didn't seem to see.

"Do you wish to find out?" The person inside asked, sounding extremely annoyed.

Loki jumped, pushed the door quickly, and rushed inside.

Hela laughed hysterically, high-fiving the knight and then following the sophomore inside.

Valkyrie didn't want to admit it, but she jumped a little too.

The rest of the group trailed into the house, stumbling through curtains of fake cobwebs.

As they ventured through the rooms, they came across a vampire, a werewolf, a tarantula - like an actual tarantula - and a variety of other beasts. But the one that stood out the most was a clown, covered in blood.

The brunette was never a great person to be around when she saw a clown. Ever since Loki made her watch all three IT movies with him, she was never the same. She hated sewer drains, couldn't face the wall when sleeping, and just despised going into her mom's basement.

So when a clown lunged at her from the darkness covered almost head to toe in blood, she did what any sane person would.

Valkyrie, real name Brunhilde, drew her fist back and hit the horrid creature with as much force as possible.

Everyone turned at the sound of a crack echoing around the room. What they saw was a clown, blood flowing strongly from its very broken nose, and their friend since early childhood, standing there with a very angry expression on her face, hand still up and pulled back.

They just stood there in pure shock until the clown let out a quiet whimper and whispered, "Ow."

Two people rushed in holding a green box with a red cross on it. Kneeling, one of them opened it and grabbed gauze. "Holy shit, Sylvie. Are you okay?" The other one asked.

Thor pulled Valkyrie back, out of the way as the clown- Sylvie, answered. "I'm, fine. I think. Not the first time I've had my nose broken." The bleeding slowed gradually as other workers came and dragged the group outside.

Valkyrie was still slightly mad, but mostly just felt bad for hitting an innocent employee just doing her job. Bruce and the others stood aways away, talking to the person who ran the haunted house.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up and saw a beautiful blonde woman, the top of her hair tied up in a bun. She was also sporting a splint on her nose.

"Oh, no. You're the one I hit. Sylvie, right?"

Sylvie nodded and asked, "Can I sit?" It came out all nasally.

"Yeah, sure." The blonde sat down beside her on the curb, wrapping her arms around herself.

"It's so cold out here."

"It's October. Why don't you have a jacket?"

Sylvie shrugged. Valkyrie shook her head and took off her windbreaker, handing it over. "I'm Valkyrie by the way."

"Thanks." The shorter paused, pulling on the coat. "That's a cool name. Isn't it also the name of a powerful woman warrior from Norse mythology?"

"Yeah, I think that's why my mom named me it. I guess I'd have to ask."

They sat there in a comfortable silence, listening to the sound of wind whistling through the trees and the group mumbling to the side.

"Is your nose okay?"

"Yeah, it just stings."

"I'm sorry. Clowns just freak me out a little."

"It's alright, but, only a little? That's the hardest I've ever been hit, and I get into a lot of fights. Kinda impressed actually."

Valkyrie pinkened. "Thanks. I don't hit a lot of people, just Loki when-"

Said man came up and interrupted them, "Sylvie! Are you alright? I've never seen Valkyrie punch so hard."

Valkyrie turned to him, debating between glaring or being surprised. "You know her?"

"Oh, yeah. We're in the same martial arts class. I would have come over sooner, but you guys were busy flirting. Didn't want to interrupt. Anyway, the guy wants to know if you're pressing charges."

Sylvie's brows drew together. "What? Of course not. It was her way of expressing fear. Plus, it was kinda hot, so. Wouldn't want to ruin that."

Valkyrie turned toward her, eyes wide. "What?"

The blonde smiled. "It was. Can't deny the truth…"

The taller just stared at her.

Hela, Thor, and Bruce came over. "Alright, well. There wasn't any damage to property, so we're free to go." The oldest announced. She glanced down at the scene. "Or to just stare for hours. That works too.

Sylvie smiled wider. Getting up, she offered her hand to the woman still on the ground. Valkyrie took it, pulling herself up.

"I have to go but, can I have your number?"

The brunette swallowed but pulled out her phone. She gestured for Sylvie to hand over hers, which she did.

Valkyrie called her to make sure she had the right number, before handing it back.

Sylvie started to walk away, but she called back, "I'll call you!"

"Please do that!" She shouted back. Then, turning back to her friends and seeing their expressions, she said to them, "If any of you say a word, I will slit your throat."

They all nodded, knowing she would definitely would follow through on that promise.

As the group walked back to the car, Valkyrie smiled down at her phone.

It wasn't the worst Halloween experience she's ever had.

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#sylvie x valkyrie #valkyrie x sylvie #sylvie laufeydottir #brunnhilde #valkyrie #loki laufeyson #thor odinson #bruce banner #hela odinson #loki series #fire-for-you

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puckwritesstuff · 2 years

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Title: Love, Duty, and Glorious Purpose Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen Relationships: Loki/Sigyn, Background Canon Ships

Summary: She was called the Goddess of Fidelity. He was called the burden of her arms. But it took a thousand years for them to admit how they felt to each other, and events had already been set in motion that could not be undone. When love cannot conquer all, it conquers you. (Marvel AU where Sigyn is included in the Thor films, Infinity War, Endgame, and the Loki series.)

Chapter Summary: Thor returns to New Asgard and meets the new members of Sigyn's family. An attack on Vanaheim cuts the reunion short, and a new enemy makes himself known.

A/N: Chapter 53 of 57. Updates Wednesdays.

#fanfiction #mcu #sigyn #loki #thor #brunnhilde #valkyrie #logyn #loki x sigyn #Love Duty and Glorious Purpose fic

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femmeetart · 10 months

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Love the gilded look, what palette did you use? Oh this? It's God's blood

#everyone already drew THAT👀🗡️ moment and i wanted to draw her in gold blood.#initially drew jane x val drinking the blood but i didn't like how it turned out #valkyrie #king valkyrie #brunnhilde #thor love and thunder #art #mytrinkets #fanart #marvel #mcu #sapphic #tessa thompson #why in the world does this have no notes?? out of all my drawings???

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ao3feed-sylki · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Brunnhilde | Valkyrie & Sylvie (Loki TV), Loki/Sylvie (Loki TV), Loki & Thor (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie & Thor (Marvel) Characters: Sylvie (Loki TV), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Amora (Marvel) Additional Tags: Brunnhilde | Valkyrie &; Sylvie Teamup, Protective Sylvie (Loki TV), Awesome Brunnhilde | Valkyrie (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie & Thor Friendship (Marvel), Rescue Missions, Kidnapped Loki (Marvel), Thor Feels (Marvel), No Angst, Canon-Typical Violence, Women Being Awesome, Kind of an AU I guess… Summary:

Sylvie has never met a Valkyrie until now. But it just so happened that they were both following the ship taking the captured princes to the outskirts of Asgard. Small world!

#sylki #sylvie x loki #loki x sylvie #sylvie #loki #marvel #disney #ao3 sylki #valkyrie #brunnhilde #thor

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 1 year

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Hello author its me the on who requested the Love after death in both part and the others... I finally have courage to reveal muself and no longer anonymous.

First of all before i request another one (sorry for being greedy) i wanted to thank you for responding to my requests especially the angsty ones, you never failed me to give a comfort and motivation, i cannot thank you enough for that.

And now for my request if you remember my other request about ei reader x ror characters that you can't write due to being unfamiliar to the character?

I will ask you instead to write a ror x demi godess freader. She commonly use a weapon like lu bu when fighting but once her weapon breaks or she found a very strong opponent she use her katana. She summon it like in the gif in below.

Now the fun part is how would the ror charcters react? Would they ended up having a nosebleeds, ended up shy or tease them?

Gods

Thor

Poseidon

Shiva

Rudra

Budhha

Zero

Beelzebub

Loki

Ares

Hermes

Aphrodite

Humans

Kojiro

Adam (platonic)

Hercules

Jack

Lu bu and chen gong

Raiden

Qin shu huang

You can choose who to write because i know there is a lot of them😅😅😅😅

Ahh~ my sweet love, your angsty requests have been so much fun to write! I don’t mind you asking for another, you’re not being greedy, I’m just happy that you are patient while I write all these requests plus my own original works.

I do have one question however….

Why in the world does she have a sword between her titties?! I actually looked this up and watched the scene where she does this, and I’m just flabbergasted that she had it there!

-As a demi-goddess, you had the choice of fighting for either side, as both Zeus and Brunnhilde had approached you to fight, both knowing your skills as a fighter.

-You were initially going to refuse both of them, but after Zeus tried to command you, while Brunnhilde asked you, you chose to fight for humanity, not liking being commanded to do anything, something Zeus regrets as he lost a good fighter because he was so pushy with you!!

-Your opponent was strong, which excited you, as that meant you didn’t have to hold back!

-You swung your halberd with ease, and your opponent, Kand, a minor earth god, managed to snap the blade clean off, breaking your halberd.

-The other fighters and the audience in attendance called out in worry for you, as they didn’t want to lose someone like you, beautiful, powerful, and smart, you really were the whole package.

-Kand laughed at you, pointing a finger at you while he held his belly, “Can you still fight me Y/N?! Now that I’ve broken your only weapon!!”

-You glared and brought your hands up to your chest, “Who said that was my only weapon?”

-What could only be described as a black hole, opened at the top of your chest, on your cleavage, as you tilted your head back.

-A sword began to emerge from the black hole, glowing brightly as your hand lifted to the handle.

-Your eyes snapped open, glowing with power as you pulled out a beautiful katana from the magic black hole between your breasts, clutching it as the light faded.

-Kand was gawking, pointing rudely as his eyes were wide, “Where the heck did that come from?!”

-You charged at him, fast enough that it looked like you disappeared, before reappearing behind him as he fell, his head rolling off his shoulders.

-You pouted lightly, “It’s rude to ask a lady questions like that.”

-The crowds went wild, roaring loudly.

-Thor- Was stunned on how quickly the match ended, able to see that your katana was your true weapon, you were good with the halberd, but there was something natural about you holding a sword. He blinked once or twice, confused on how you were hiding that sword.

-Poseidon- Eyes widened only just slightly before relaxing as he watched you pull your sword out, before his amusement grew with how easily you took care of that weaker, cocky god. It made him curious about how strong you actually were.

-Shiva- Immediately turned to his wives, who were cheering for you, “Can you really hide stuff in your chest like that?” they just giggled, like they had a secret as Parvati spoke, “That’s a woman only secret~” but all three were impressed with your skills.

-Rudra- Eyes went wide when your halberd broke, but when the sword started to emerge from your chest, his jaw dropped, mouth hanging open before you pulled that out, completely stunned on where you got that sword!

-Buddha- Smirked, moving his lollipop to the other side of his mouth, finding it alluring and could instantly tell that your sword was your true weapon as you ended the fight so quickly after pulling it out. Then had to ruffle Zerofuku’s hair after the boy asked him if he had anything like that between his chest.

-Zerofuku- Was confused as to why you had a sword between your chest. He looked up at Buddha who had a big chest, wondering if he had anything between his own which got his hair ruffled by the taller god.

-Beelzebub- Was more intrigued with the magic that appeared there first, curious as to what it was. Froze, eyes wide when he saw you pulling the sword from your body, unable to look away.

-Loki- Looking disrespectfully, gawking with his tongue lolled out, full blush on his face as he could only gawk in awe. He wanted to get a closer look~

-Zeus- Cheering loudly, leading the charge of the cheers of the arena. He had never seen anything like it and he was so excited!!

-Ares- His whole head was bright red, staring shamelessly, blood dripping from his nose as he couldn’t believe what he just watched, gripping the arms of the chair tightly.

-Hermes- Amused by Ares’ reaction just a bit more, but was stunned with the magic that you used and even more so when he saw how big the actual sword was.

-Aphrodite- Giggled softly, hiding her mouth behind her hand, amused to see the reactions of others, but as a large chested woman herself, she knew well that any woman could hide things between or under her boobs, like knives~

-Hercules- Lifted a hand to his face to hide his blush, embarrassed to stare at you in such a way, but couldn’t take his eyes off of you, especially when you handled your opponent so easily.

-Kojiro- His face was bright red, watching you pull that from your chest, but he immediately focused on your form, his eyes widening as he saw you move, being one of a handful that was able to keep up with your moves.

-Jack- Was staring before he started, his cheeks warming as he turned, being a gentleman, not wanting to gawk at a young lady such as yourself in such a way. Was impressed with your skills with the sword however.

-Lu Bu- Could sense the power radiating from you, a feral grin appearing on his lips, wanting to fight you himself. However, he was one of the few that wasn��t bothered where you had your sword stashed.

-Chen Gong- Unlike his lord, as soon as you pulled that sword out he flew back, blood spurting from his nose, twitching on the ground. He didn’t even see the end of the fight.

-Raiden- A bright grin on his face as he watched you pull your weapon out, delight on his face as he found it attractive, “What a woman!” cheered loudly with the rest of the crowd.

-Qin Shi Huang- A bright smile on his face as he watched the scene, amazed by the magic that had appeared, wanting to know more about it, but very pleased watching the show.

-Adam- The time from when you pulled your sword out to being announced the winner was only about five seconds, but he was instantly glaring, exerting his pressure to those around him as he glared at them, ready to throw hands and lay waste to those who would say anything impure about his precious daughter!!

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