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Marvelous OCs — Agents, Aliens, Asgardin and Assistance oh my!

Andrew J. West as The Kree Poet 📝

Earth Name: Enzo Daniel Ren Mills

Kree Name: Amos ‘ELREN’ Katz

Nickname: The Poet, Danny, Amor, Kaz, Spacey, Squirt,

Abilities: Teleportation, deep hearing, shapeshifting, and basic combat skills

Height: 5’11

Relationship Status: Single

Age: Human age 36, Kree years 42

Friends: Carol Danvers, Nick Fury, Maria and Monica Ramnbow, Coulson and a few others

Basic information:

Amos arrived on Earth in 1995, originally for a small mission for the Kree to understand and analyze connections between the human beings. He was just an new solider for them at the time, being careful and open minded about everything, he knew the mission taking photographs, scouting places and understand everyone.

But he fell in love with them, the world. Culture, people, food and services they had. The life they live being a hard one but he doesn’t mind it too much. Especially the music, sounds, films and styles. He adored it all, as if he was meant to be there! He knew he was different from the other Kree his age, he didn’t look like the others, he looked human.

Because he was—is human! With some of his memories and mannerisms forgotten from being taken over the years over there.

Sooo he went AWOL believing that since he was too young, they wouldn’t mind him gone missing guessing they would sent another experienced person to do the job. Amos changed his name and took a job in a bar becoming a poet who played his guitar there as he embraced the life on Earth.

Everything was fine until one afternoon he was working there, he noticed VERS—Carol Danvers—an Kree warrior and an young man speaking. Nick Fury, agent of SHIELD. He tried to keep an low profile around them, when VERS noticed him and called Amos over.

Fury was confused of course until VERS explained, as Amos shy away listening to the conversation and situation at hand. He sighed, even being dragged along for the ride.

In result, he met entered the SHIELD Facility meeting Coulson as him and VERS found files on the faces. SHIELD has tags on plenty of people across the country.

When he found out about that, he wasn’t proud of that kidnapping as his files said they took him when he just a young man exploring the Seattle woods stumbling upon Kree technology. He didn’t know any better, he was curious about it and wanted to understand his findings, as they knocked him out cold refusing to kill him.

Carol Danvers and Kit Ren Mills. They’re real names. Amos kept the last name part, staying as Enzo Daniel Mills. Eventually, meeting Maria and her young daughter Monica who was friends with Carol, even stumbling into Coulson while on the run.

They met an little alien designed as a kitty cat named Goose, but Amos was willing to call the cat Chewie due to him recently watching Star Wars and the cat was a fur ball in his opinion. Nick even wanted to keep him!

After the overwhelming mission was over, he decided to stay in contact with Fury, becoming an unofficial member of the agency that is SHIELD. Fury code named him, ‘Spacey’ and ‘Kaz’ having him the an extra pair of eyes and ears sometimes calling in if there is an odd occurrence some part of the world.

As for Maria and Monica, he stays in touch with them. Coming over to visit with his guitar, movie nights, as they teach him/help remember the missing years he had on Earth.

And for Carol, they became friends as she nicknames him ‘Squirt’ and he rolled his eyes. They shared an experience and understanding of not knowing who they truly are, learning to become themselves and experience life themselves. Reporting their concerns on Earth & Space as well, telling Fury all about it.

Hell, Enzo is supportive of her becoming a mother down the line and encourages Carol’s path as a hero meanwhile he stays an bit of an musician.

He remembers meeting a young Michelle Danvers, being a spitting image of her mother with a love for music and a dazzling grin that portrayed some enlightened powers. Enzo blamed himself for the music part as he showed her all the type of Earthquaking music and poetic lyrics he could find. But Michelle loved it very much!

Phoebe Tonkin as The Explorer Of Healing🌌

Full Earth name: Donna Winnifred (D.W.) Clark

Asgardin name: Lady Mira Damaris

Nicknames: Donny, D.W., Winnie, Ms. Clark, Mama bird and etc

Abilities: Healing anyone physical with a flick of a wrist or her fingertips. She’s also great as strategy

Relations: Lady Sif, Loki, Thor, Möbius, Fandral & The Warriors 3

Height: 5’8

Age: Over less than a thousand years old, human years 28

Basic information:

She was married to Lady Sif and in love with Fandral for a while (they’re dead now soo she’s single). She’s part of the Warriors 3 for years. Traveling the lands, healing and helping people, fights among the Realms and plenty of parties

She loves it but there was one places she hasn’t been to often nor explored every well, Earth. Sif and the warriors 3 were afraid for her safety and at odds with the idea of Midgard due to the fact it might be harmful.

Hell Thor wasn’t too pleased with it since he already been to Earth twice already but he scared she won’t adjust to it well. Yes, she already been to Midgard before when she met to get him back to Asgard in 2011 but she didn’t stay long to get an experience of it all.

She assured them that she will be fine and make sure not to get into too much trouble, promise to return back home. Even if people might see her as a witch if she uses her powers to heal someone or two, it was in her nature to help.

Due to her stubbornness and sweet tooth nature, she took to Earth’s culture with an odd turn. She had a strategy to go there and get a feel for the people, helps them secretly if she found someone hurt. Yes, Mira was scared and a little cocky to be there on her own seeing plenty of people walking past her however the fresh treats of the fall time soften her up.

She was a coffee shop in Las Vegas when it started, seeing everyone in their busy lives meanwhile other people were taking it slow. She was taking in and reading the small books they offered customers to take as entertainment, aside from the TV and music of course, Mira smiled softly taking it all in. She remembers Thor’s stories about The Avengers with their kids and Pop-Tarts, his tales about Jane, Bruce Banner and Tony Stark in their lab. The book she was reading had plenty of names in them, she decided to play around with a piece of paper writing them and try to adopt an persona with them.

Ms. Clark, Winnifred, Athena, Sally, Jamie, and Ruth. None of them went right to her, at least Winnifred Clark stuck in her head. She liked it, using it as she smiled.

The next few days, she stumbled across movies in the motel she staying and walks long the park, when she saw a little girl hurt and she rushed over to her help her. She fell off the monkey bar and her arm was hurting, the little girl Maya Sullivan who in the future would grow to become a Lawyer and an TVA agent, she was pouting upset but she wasn’t scared of Mira letting her help her. Once she did, Mira told her to keep a secret as she healed her with the touch her fingers and a gentle welcoming smile. Maya gasped saying, “You’re magic like a fairy or something! Thank you so much.” The girl happily ran off and left.

Mira smiled sheepishly and felt good, accomplished what she wanted, to help anyone who came in her path. She was lucky enough for it to be a sweet little blonde like her with such firey spirit, smarts and kindness in her.

Later on though, she would be found out by Phil Coulson as he was on a mission with his team to entrap an Enchanting witch from Asgard, along with Lady Sif’s help as she was the one to come to the man originally for guidance on the matter. Once it was delivered and done, Coulson thanked both women and they thanked him in return for his efforts. Sif returned home to Asgard with a smile but Mira to stay a bit long to experience Midgard’s finest things, Coulson gave her the Earth name ‘Donna’ afterwards since she was undercover for them during that period of time of the mission.

Eventually of course, her trip to Midgard came to an end knowing she return back to experience some more. Years went by, Mira did visit Earth accompanying Thor and meeting the Avengers/Young Avengers with delightful things to remember about them. Things went as far as Mira, also known as Donna Winnifred Clark, was brought onto some adventures at the TVA meeting Möbius and the others.

Colin Donnell as Agent Of Clearnce🕹

Full name: Alexander Thomas Boyd

Age: 32

Height: 5’10

Nicknames: Alex, Alec, Tommy, Agent, Stars, Chaser

Relationship Status: Singles

Friends: Henry Stacy, Maria Hill, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanoff, Phil Coulson, Captain Danvers and a few others

Skills: Getaway driver, sharpshooter, archery, basic training with hand to hand combat, wound care, levels of communication, distraction and etc

Basic information:

This man has no patience at all. He’s nice and flirty, but he got a temper that is always ticking. He’s quick, smart, and a tendency to lay low to do his job for an nice paycheck.

Alex was always one to shoot first, ask questions later when it came to his job not just combat but as archer as well. His father was well respected in archery, working for crime bosses around his town and a few gangsters, which let Alex down a similar situation taking down men who he had himself believed were doing wrong in his cities. Making sure he was never seen, in taking moments in 3 story buildings to land his shooting skills into someone’s back then reporting back to his boss with results.

Get in and get out.

Soon enough he was spotted in by Phil Coulson’s agents after Agent Romanoff’s gave the man a tip of someone who was in the same position as she was during a mission. Since that very night, a millionaire called Damon Calver was being an old ass and transferring his money into vials of Vertigo doses as a drug for people. Alex was originally there to shoot a couple of personalized arrows into the man’s equipment and transfer the money to end the man as bankrupt instead. Everything was going fine until SHIELD showed up, giving him a proper proposal to stop Damon from his wrongdoing and after a while, Alex accepted the request.

Afterwards, he found himself being brought in SHIELD, meeting Coulson, along with the others. They always gave the man an offer to join SHIELD, telling Alex about their organization. Saying, beforehand, things at SHIELD used to be simple but over the years things got kinda crazier due to Aliens, Androids, Asgardins and Wizards coming left and right.

Alex is a rather chill guy, a helper on the floors running around headquarters on errands and scouting cities in different departments in the area. But he never stayed forever, wanting to do things his own way but if SHIELD needed backup he would make time out of his schedule to get some work done for them.

Always assigned to introduce new recruits and shipments out to people, hanging out with other agents and encounters new people every so often. He’s always someone’s right hand depending on a missions and curious on the circumstances of the situation. For example, he was tasked with getting files of the main 6 Avengers such as Bruce Banner and Tony Stark, reporting to his boss.

With his short lived medical background, Alex has always been an agent with the quick skill set to patch and take care of an agents wounds, being brought in my the medicine department for certain damage control.

Not just that, he was always well versed in wound care due to his past of being a sniper in high place taking down shots making sure where to hit and how clear his target had to be. Such as in 2011 when Thor came to New Mexico, he was one of agents tasks to taser the god of thunder to drop to his knees and shot him, if he did anything funny. It’s where he met Agent Barton that same night along with his darling wife and daughter years later.

If you ask him how many Avengers and X-Men are there, he will just tell you “Ah well, at this time there is a whole bunch of them, including their kids!”. He loves it though, since there is alway something interesting going on the news reports.

Victoria Pedretti as Assistant to the rich and famous 🖨

Full name: Josie Madeline Stone

Nicknames: The helper, JoJo, Maddie, Stony, Mother Goose, Potts Jr, The babysitter and etc

Age: 24

Height: 5’3

Worked for/with: The Starks, The Felton’s, The Richards, The Osborns, The Pyms. Mostly whenever the agency sends her out

Relationship Status: Single but always willing to mingle!

Skills: Languages, hand to hand combat due to boxing classes, patience, communication and time management

Basic information:

She grew up in New Orleans with a simple education and a nice set of friends. Her family life wasn’t the best with her parents sometimes working late hours, resulting in her having to help raise her siblings and figure out what job she wanted.

She had no idea what she wanted to do, more focused on being in the moment instead and enjoying herself.

But she was always into the idea of helping others, learning about other’s experiences and taking care of people. She has been very hesitant and scared about raking on the tasks, standing in the corners watching others instead.

Eventually that resulted in her realizing she liked social work, human relations and resources, and being an honest assistance to others. She became one of the assistants for a new media companies and small businesses, eventually working her way up into working at an agency.

Due to the agency, she was tossed into becoming one of the accounting assistants for Hope Van Dyn for a while, it was a simple and rather nice experience. Soon enough, the agency would sent her to be one plenty people to bounce between The Starks & The Feltons.

The Feltons, she was a little unmotivated and tired running around the children such as Rochelle and her siblings. As well her cousin Liane when she visited was rather annoying. Their parents dropped her of as the coined phrase ‘The Babysitter’ or ‘The Help’ since they saw Joise as so young at the time and easy to please, thinking she a simple nanny.

Joise wasn’t sure if she was a right fit for helping the rich and famous families, to experience it all when she was hired for The Felton. However, she made it work finding tips and tricks to please the kids and teenagers. They just wanted some attention and a bit of freedom, so she gave that to them around the house.

As for work, it was mainly a lot of odd emails she had to respond to and events reschedule for the family. The Feltons left her in the dark for a lot things, telling her to only do as she’s told and will be payed soon enough. Josie would sigh muttered, “Pym was easier..” as she would type up another email or knock on Ms. Felton’s bedroom door to remind her of a 5 o’clock meeting. Plenty of photoshoots to attend, parties to plan, following the weekends with children going to the malls, and in house organized events. But a lot of rooms and meetings were always kept out of her hands, but due to her sources she always got a tip or two about what happened in the rooms.

It was an spectacular surprise working for The Starks however. As it was, Jason who called a few agencies to send some help around the house. Whatever assistance is appreciated with 3 kids (yes, Tony Stark is a grown up kid sometimes according to him, Peggy, Maria and Pepper) for a while. Josie along with her co-workers, loved being able to stand on the sidelines and watching the routines, becoming familiar with things and helping out when needed.

Pepper loved it, Jason treated her like a little gem with how kind she was. Tony found it to be a charming addition around the house, meanwhile Maria Winter flirted with her whenever she visited.

Since Rei was just a kid at the time, he actually liked her finding it nice to have someone else beside his mother or godfather picking him up school, listening to his ideas, organizing movie nights and etc.

When Josie wasn’t playing with kids, such as giving them piggyback rides, she was handling the finer things around the house like paperwork, cleaning up the place and ordering stuff needed. As well as going to meeting with Tony and Pepper, making sure thing were always kept up-to-date and she was always in on whatever situation was happening.

Similar to other families like Reed Richard’s family. But like anything, there were families with high security and tough pasts to uncovers, and if she was lucky enough for it, she got information from them about it.

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Poke Pt 12 - Weak Knees & Sweet Dreams

@devilishminx328​. @theincaprincess​, @lilith15000​, @jesevans​, @jiminapickle  

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Long before the sun would rise in a chair at the lounge for the flight to Sweden you sat hunched slightly onto Eddie’s arm that hung over the armrest between you. A couple days early you would stop in and check on the research center to drop off the new machines inside your spare suitcase to help move the next wave of patients along.

Packed to the brim were binders of reports of how the study had been going, scanned by bees sent over through the internet to keep on top of progress, with more binders to be filled soon. More patients were coming and now with Stark’s donation there was more room to assist in travel fees for them to enable it.

For now you dozed off and tried to not dream of the gardens ahead you could check up on both at the grave and inside the memorial garden where your home once stood. Eddie would get you up on time to leave the private lounge to claim the first class seats the airline upgraded you to upon notice of your name.

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Bright and sunny however when you landed even still when the sun was meant to be setting the sky was bright as ever, the positioning of these lands to have little night time this time of year. Idun and Epli were there to pick you both up and let you stay at their place. Flashes of press however came with the slew of questions about the event to come which some were calling your makeshift debut amongst the elite, as you had missed the chance to celebrate your arrival to adulthood here in Scandinavia.

Partly the day was about you, but for the most part about what you had brought back to life. A living relic who again appeared overtop your head outside the airport in dragon form. Here to keep you company to the other side of this press happy trip. Eldfalls himself could feel how special this trip was, even knowing it was in honor of him and his former pilot, the air carried the weight of this. A day of something older to be remembered by all in the three lands prized by Asgardians as still loyal to their faith, even in some small matter of history alone, a day of honoring a lost King and all that he meant to the ancestors of these lands. Everyone wanted this event to go well, and right into his arms you flinched at a sudden familiar light of another kind.

Wide eyed just a moment you stood peering around Eddie’s protective wall he formed in front of you to the Princes who landed thanks to Mjolner, in a burst of light right behind the car. Flashes again erupted and the duo were glad to invite themselves along to see your parents’ research center.

The research itself would be barred from their interference, but the numerous Beserkers here had confided enough to prove the work was advanced so much so they had to take part and protect it when your parents had been alive. The etchings mounted on the wall however had the both of them freeze and pay silent respects to the lost parents of their new friend.

They could only approve of the work being done and the efforts behind it, even with their limited medical knowledge common to that of what Asgard had to offer compared to Midgard. Spare rooms were offered to them, and the next day more was to be shown to the pair eager to know just why you arrived here early ahead of the event in Norway. Breakfast, with mention of a tour of your hometown left a bittersweet taste in their mouths as soon as the notion was offered. And after a morning stop they got to see where you were raised for a time.

The post lunch tour of your hometown, namely the memorial garden you lovingly traced fingertips across flower petals and leaves between lazily flapping insects helping to pollinate them just about had the duo in tears. For what this meant, beneath where the floor of your former home rested they followed the pathway eyeing flowers they believed to have been lost to these times. Subtle hints of tear stains down your cheeks were caught by the duo who listened to plans to travel ahead to Norway that evening.

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Thengel right from the airstrip picked you and Eddie up, the Princes having been rounded up to be given a grand tour of the city while you settled into Thengel’s rental for the stay. Stars would be the theme and reluctantly the brothers alongside Thor’s friends who had arrived from Asgard and Vanir to be present for this would be pulled into the beginnings of the boisterous Norse Pagan themed ceremony networks would be broadcasting up to the big ship unveiling after the fundraising dinner.

Around the back of your head braided flower like buns rested atop a long strip of plaited curls your bees made certain to help you fix your hair while Thengel helped you to hide the comb ends of your tiara you painstakingly made certain was on straight.

The tiara was mainly made of rows of circular diamonds in a gentle slope. The lowest half a carat with two carat stones above that, then three one carat layers followed by another layer of three carat stones. An arched solid layer of one carat square diamonds sit under crescent arm shaped arches angled upwards coated in square three quarter carat diamonds that reach up to points supporting nineteen four carat diamonds to top it off.

That was paired with the diamond and yellow diamond teardrop earrings gifted to you by Johnny. And the necklace you made. A choker around the base of your neck in a woven Asgardian metal base. There grape sized teardrop yellow diamonds formed hearts, spaced enough to fit leaf shaped clear diamonds that met in the front, for a strand of teardrop clear diamonds growing in size to end the strand. With a yellow diamond to put the Tiffany diamond to shame to rest just shy of your cleavage.

Yellow and white to go with the dress you had found for this. Somewhere between a wedding gown and a prom dress the brilliantly white layered tulle floor length dress was strapless, had a deep plunging neckline and cinched waist. Topped with shimmering beaded and rhinestones five pointed stars all over it in varying sizes.

“Oh now that’s just not fair,” Eddie said turning your head from the mirror. “Going after the Prince’s knee caps like that.”

“What?” you squeaked making Thengel smirk to himself.

“I see what you’re going for, ‘just had this lying around’, nice move, certainly shooting your shot. I approve, he’s not gonna feel his knees down tonight.”

“We are unveiling a sail tonight, that is all, no knee capping involved.” You said with a blush only hindered by Eldfalls turning your head to blow a puff of colorful smoke across your face you blinked through and looked back to the mirror to see a band of shimmering silver around your eyes outlined by runes in Old Asgardian. “Oh that’s pretty, thank you,” you said and felt his head nuzzle into the side of yours to murmured sentiments in his old tongue.

“Poor Prince,” Eddie teased making you roll your eyes, “Never gonna know what hit him.”

Thengel broke his comments with his hands rested on your shoulders to smile at you proudly, “You will be magnificent. I know Sigyn is smiling on this moment and Magnus is weeping with pride. Let us go and get you to the event.” He said and you nodded, just barely remembering to grab the bag Loki had gifted you and your glittering heeled platform boots tied off with newly replaced bows as the old ones that came with the rough bottom soled pair had worn thin on both pairs. Inside the car they both were tied on then hidden away underneath layers of the poofy skirt for you three to look around and see the celebration going on in the streets.

All throughout Norway the festivities were carrying on it seemed with only a lull of silence when Eldfalls came to hover his way out of the car parked outside the museum. Though the silence seemed to be for you caused by the uproar of the crowd around the car you stepped out of to be seen beside the standing dragon, noise canceling out others until music came to focus and in a turn the raven haired Prince caught a world stopping smile spread across your face.

Radiant and glittering in the evening sunlight and flashbulb sea a face adorned with symbols marking of other lands he knew so warmly as home turned to steal a glance his way. Hard and fast a hand on his back had the dark haired Prince flinch to catch himself from collapse and heaved a deep sigh to the sight of Volstagg who paid compliment to the young Shieldmaiden bearing pilot markings of such a craft. He barely looked away a moment and seemed to have missed the good distance from the curb to the front hall your group just entered. Low and respectful to the Royal Families here you curtsied and were greeted fondly and promptly shown to other guests while Eddie to Thengel whispered in smirk laced notice of the continued tries to steal glances your way from not just the Princes but their own guests the crowds had taken so warmly to.

“And where, might I ask, did you find that?” Lady Sif’s voice turned your head to the gown glad warrior of legends who nodded her head to the blue woven metal bangle topped by aged silver pearls of Lagertha’s around your wrist. “Our people have only seen that piece in portraits and tapestries. The famed Lagertha bore it.”

The Warriors three eased over same as Loki and Thor, who all looked at the piece of history around your captured wrist she held aloft. “Birthday gift. Good friend knows a demon who claimed to have stolen it from her burial site. My Beserker friends said I could see if it would burn me or not and I haven’t heard from Yggdrasil if she wanted me to bury it somewhere for her.”

Sif stated, “Lagertha is rumored to have returned to this realm. Should she desire it the location will be well displayed for her to send word for its return.” Releasing your wrist she said, “And one so linked to an ally of her former life I myself would be comforted by the care you have taken of it, were it mine to retrieve.”

Volstagg in a wave of his hand, “Were you on Asgard a fine feast would be fashioned for this occasion days in advance, though for mortals a day of feasting would suffice, as they do not withstand as we do.”

Fandral asked, “Will there be no dancing? Those on the streets are quite festive compared to those inside, even our King and Queen relax in times of feasting.”

With a giggle laced smile that had the raven haired Prince’s brow twitch you answered, “Not much relaxation amongst the populace for monarchs nowadays. More poised and focused on image or they will imagine to be settled at being frivolous and far too carefree to be trusted in matters of state.” Exclamations of irritation at the notion had the group offer argument to the contrary for the few minutes until everyone was called to their tables to hear the opening speeches. Mainly on the discovery of Eldfalls and his recorded journey, that bled into a stroll out to the back courtyards and pathways that fed to the party filled pathways to the boat filled river.

No one had filled the decks yet and before lanterns would be lit a round of dancing and old songs kicked off. Fully led by the Vanir and Beserkers proudly filling out the crowds, one of whom boldly made certain to pull you along to join in on the group dances. In the midst of the third dance again your wrist was claimed. “Pardon me, tradition, you must down a horn of strong brew to toast the final bars,” Thor murmured by your ear, helping you to take proper hold of the horn to not spill.

He stepped away as you peered inside the empty white gold horn. Yet Loki’s voice next to your other ear signaled his sudden arrival from the crowds with a colored glass bottle he pulled the stopper from the top of it. “Wine from Mother’s finest vineyard.”

For a picture perfect moment his filling the horn identical to the one of his own you peered up at him to ask, “You did not bring me some of Frigg’s wine.”

Widely he smiled and poured his own supply, “If you say so,” then tapped the top of his own horn to yours, vanishing the bottle to start singing with the crowds again to finish the song, for which a careful hand on your side lured you back to the paired twirling steps Thor had first pulled you from. Hands of those who knew and people who caught on were filled with glasses and horns of their own for the joint toast at the end. And the Prince could only laugh at the soft gasp you let out when he took your empty horn to throw away with his own so he could have full use of your hands to help guide you through the next dance.

Giggles and a warmth throughout your body seemed to permeate the mood to the seep of the stronger brew throughout your veins even Eddie teetered a bit to for a few moments. Though in the care of the Princes and Warriors Three none could catch a moment aside from glee out of you or the happily circling dragon above humming along to the familiar song.

Fires soon were lit and the next step of the evening was to be carried out. Drums timed the fill of the boats to deep Norse songs that marked the walk Eddie led you down to the docks. To his marked turn Eldfalls shifted back to his boat form enabling Eddie’s hop onto the outer wall so he could lift you inside onto the deck. Even in the dress and heels the stroll to the rudder control was smooth as ever.

Loud and clear the music and voices filled the air as he sailed away from the shore carried on, until to a timed joint push of levers the mysterious sail burst forth ushering on a moment of stunned silence before the noise erupted again. The Web of Wyrd right in the center of diamonds filled with either acorns or oak leaves in woven rings, each corner of the diamonds met with compass stars, a design far from expected but no less perfect for how you seemed destined too have found and restored it to its former glory.

Long into the night the celebration continued raising a boat load of funds for future restoration and preservation jobs and by morning the Princes were called back to New York reluctantly. Meanwhile Eddie and Thengel, now out of their tuxes went with you to check on your parents grave now their own private garden oasis. One you had to sit down to not pass out remembering how it compared to the one you planted them as a child you hoped they could see and enjoy.

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A couple more days were taken to stop in at the research center as the news came out loud and clear, Reed Richards and Susan Storm had eloped and now that plus one invitation was useless. Though the world did get some gossip when Johnny showed up with two plane tickets and took you to Japan for a day trip to the same spa you went to with Clint, then took you home to land a few hours after Eddie had from his own flight. He had to get to a story, and picking up the set late shift at the book shop, an escape was tried from the online buzz about your trips with certain men on your possible courtship list.

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“What do you think people would do with the buildings? That is if the cube let go of them?” MJ asked.

“Something stupid, most likely, remodel them and turn them into shops or clubhouses for really exclusive clubs and such.”

“Can I ask what you think about Peter?”

Near to alone on the street your hand reached out to steady her in place when the tour group on the property two lots over got blasted onto their backs by a sudden gust of wind. Out of nowhere two aliens, one a hooded goblin of sorts beside a horned woman, both in full body armor, just arrived on the street. Armed with staffs varying to their own likings, one like a scythe in gold and the other multi pronged on one end and sharp on the other glowing in a bright blue light, the yet to be named Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight came here with one goal, the Tesseract.

Just a few feet away from you Corvus hurried a broad lunge forward to grab you by the back of the neck. His wife, as he lifted you off the ground a few feet, spoke firmly, “Efforts to stop us are futile,” before she could even finish her sentence MJ’s jaw dropped to the sight of your eyes rolling back and slump of your body in the female warrior’s husband’s grip. “Pathetic,” she quipped.

Only to watch as he readied to drop you the backwards twist of your leg to grip and wrap around the arm that had hold of you. A move covering the draw of two daggers from your thighs. One to stab him in the chest and the other to stab him straight up through the underside of his jaw into his skull, just a simple twist of the blade and he was confirmed dead and his staff free to grab when you let him collapse.

Though you wouldn’t need it at the hurl of the second spear you jumped a step to grab from hitting MJ, one spin mid air at her side and hard as you could the glowing weapon was hurled right back at her own neck with his to follow in her chest.

Trapped in a beam of light the press of a hidden control snatched the both of them mid collapse and the Tesseract while you readied your wide eyed self to take the glowing blast she shot at you from her raised fist.

Blue mist in a final action of the cube, before it was stolen away to Thanos’ possession alongside two more of his murdered children, zapped you and MJ out of the way. Far out of the way of the blast that melted a rather ugly statue that had been argued over being replaced for years now on the corner behind where you once were. SHIELD agents in casual clothes called in the event, and when they checked that the property still was under protection of a barrier they still couldn’t cross.

“Ow,” you muttered to her “oof,” and puffs of air to get the dust and dirt you had collapsed into out in the middle of a vast dessert on the cusp of sunset.

“Are we dead?” She asked as she found her knees and you let out a cough to the feel of your throat muscles repairing from the air constricting squeeze it had gotten a few moments prior.

“No,” up onto your butt you rose to dig out of your bag, mentally tapping your hive that placed where you had been sent, your eyes had fallen upon your phone, “We’re in Arizona.”

“Where?!” she asked shrilly.

“Arizona,” you repeated and huffed readying your wedge boots to stand in the shifting brittle dirt beneath you as the skin under where your shorts cut off felt rough from sand sticking to them.

“No I heard you,” she said popping up to her feet to look around. “But why are we in Arizona?!”

“You know, every time I get zapped off somewhere it’s usually for some obscure reason I won’t know till later. For now, at least it’s just Arizona and not another continent. Your family at home?”

“No, Abuela had a trip planned they went with her to visit her sister. Let me stay home, they find out I went to Arizona without permission though, I am never hearing the end of this.”

“Well,” you said with a sigh of your own looking around, “I’ll make a call, get you home before morning. Road’s that way.” You said pointing to the distance parting her lips.

“We’re gonna hitch a ride?”

“No,” you said and showed her the car on a key ring Wakanda had sent Misique narrowing her brows and eyes your way. “Misique asked me to watch her car for a bit.”

Taking her first step when you did, “Really? What’s she up to?”

“Checking some anomalies for one, there’s been blips of energy all over the globe this week and I guess it was a warm up signal for those two to pop down. Won’t mind if we put some miles on the car.”

Out of her pocket she pulled her phone, “I don’t have a signal, do you?”

“Ya,” you said scrolling through your contacts to find Bucky who picked up on the second ring.

“Pluto, something wrong?”

“MJ and I are in Arizona.” You said and his brows instantly shot up.

“I’m sorry, you’re where?” he said getting up from the couch at the Tower, completely ignoring the movie as he went to the lab where Nat was talking with Bruce after Tony and Rhodey had flown off to check the sudden spike in energy in the other side of town.

“Arizona, not far from the Grand Canyon actually according to the road signs. Two aliens popped out of the sky and the cube zapped us both out here for some reason.”

Inside the doorway he told Nat, “I need the jet two aliens popped up and the cube zapped Pluto and her friend to Arizona.”

Bruce muttered, “Wow that kid’s got bad luck.”

Nat said, “We can’t just use the jet, it has to be authorized first.”

Bucky nodded and said, “I’ll talk Prince Sparky then, he’s got a line to that Heimdall guy who likes her.”

Nat muttered as she followed the Super Soldier who turned to stalk off in search of the blonde Prince, “That is an even worse plan.” In the hall she said, “I’ll call Fury, give me a minute.”

Bucky turned and shifted the phone in his hand, “Keep you posted on a ride home, hang tight, little duck.” Hanging up he pocketed his phone as Nat pulled out her own.

On the road after you added your phone to your bag the empty blacktop granted ample room for the car to be tossed and expand dropping her jaw again at the sports car. Around the hood you walked and said, “From what I remember there’s a nice place in a hotel nearby.” Like you did she brushed what dirt and sand you could off before you both climbed inside. Onto the backseat you set the bag in your hand and switched the car on to the distant sight of headlights in the rear view mirror. “Have you been to the Grand Canyon before?”

“As a kid. Pretty big. Have seen good images from stars over then at night, could be interesting.”

“So what context were you wondering about my thoughts on Peter?” you asked shifting gears to get going towards where your bees were guiding you to the eatery ahead.

“He’s a great guy, right?”

“Well he’s certainly not a threat to puppies.” You said making her chuckle.

“Would you date him, I mean, a good guy to date?”

Glancing at her you smiled saying, “He’s crazy about you. Very sweet, thoughtful, but forgetful and jumpy, but he can even out over time I would assume with a solid foundation of a coupling.” Luring a grin across her face.

“So how do I get him to ask me out? I can’t ask or my Abuela will never let me live it down, she’s got this notion that if they love you they will make the first move, and he is way too loose lipped and jumpy to keep me moving first a secret.”

“You might just have to plant one on him and walk away,” you said making her chuckle again. “Wouldn’t technically be asking him anything.”

“Why’d you go limp like that?” MJ asked turning your head.

“Someone grabs you by the neck you play opossum. Go limp, they loosen their grip and you hit them as hard as you can in their weak spots. Now if they’re drowning you it’s better to thrash a bit first then go limp.”

“Pretend to drown,” she finished the thought and you nodded. “I didn’t even see the staff till you caught it. How’d you see it?”

After a soft sigh you answered, “I have better reflexes and heightened senses compared to about 99% of the population. Higher metabolism too, why I eat so much.”

“That explains so much,” she said to herself then stole a purse lipped glance your way, “Maybe with your heightened senses, you might have caught onto who Spider-Man might be?”

“Well I hope you’re not assuming it might be me,” you joked making her chuckle.

“No,” she said as you giggled to yourself. “I’m pretty sure it’s Peter. He tries really hard to keep it to himself but he’s so bad at hiding it. He’s never around when Spidey pops out and he keeps getting ‘sick’ left and right. Ned tries really hard to help cover but there’s only so much he can do.” She said making you giggle again. “I think I’m gonna tell him I know who he is. Might help, with the dating bit, so he won’t have to lie to me.”

“Very well might,” you replied.

And she looked your way to ask, “How’d you find out? I mean it’s blatantly obvious you’re the Duckling, but outside of that?”

“Misique kept finding his school bags in alleys with his clothes.” You said making her laugh.

“He went Superman.”

“Had the city kept the phone booths he would have. Compromises in budget cut into things like that.”

“When did you first come here?”

“Paragliding lessons when I was twelve, with Bucky.”

“He taught you to paraglide over the Grand Canyon?”

“Well the mountain they usually use in Siberia was shut down at the time for a weather watch. Not very fun. But I did get to watch him wake up to a bed coated in turtles after forgetting to lock our window at the hotel. No idea how they got in but they sure loved his strawberry scented body wash we got stuck with when our luggage got delayed.” Making her chuckle again. Already out of town himself Eddie at least wouldn’t be startled by the ping box you had inside your heeled boot now you were zapped across the country. Though you would find him a nice souvenir or something to have when you told him about this new jolt to your planned evening.

.

“Oh this is nice,” she said getting out as you did once parked outside a star lit hotel that blended into the canyon around it and watched you catch the car that shrank again to be pocketed inside your purse again. Even without a signal she snapped a few pictures on her phone and joined you inside to stroll to the elevator to get to the eatery, though the gift shop had her stop and excitedly guide you in to find Peter something nice before you headed upstairs to no news on the flight home yet.

 *.*.*

“Play that back,” Loki said and had his jaw fall slack in recognition of who had been killed and had beamed away the bodies with the magical cube.

Tony asked, “You recognize them?”

“The Black Order, three children of Thanos, Shieldmaiden Pluto has now killed three children of Thanos. Should they have survived to pass on her identity, there is no realm safe for her were he to seek revenge upon her.”

Steve said, “Well, Bucky’s off to fetch her now. She’s in safe hands.”

Loki simply strolled off and muttered to himself on the onset of what he knew to be a wave of crippling fear he required solitude for, “None of us are safe.”

*.*.*

 Out under the stars post meal you sat on a bench. Chatting in wait to watch the jet appear and land in front of you both. On the flight home you shared the full play by play and spoke to Bucky and MJ.

Atop the landing strip the jet settled, outside of which Peter was amongst the team, wide eyed and impatient having heard his hopeful girlfriend had been kidnapped with one of his good friends. “Hey Pete, got you a hat,” she said and as you said strolled up to him putting the hat on his head. An excuse to get close she used to tap her lips to his and just keep on walking past him only making him stare at you with even wider eyes that caught your reach for your necklace you mouthed a reminder to him of the gift from you.

Into his pocket his hand dipped to grab the black dahlia you had made him, “MJ! I got you a gift too!” he shouted and turned to speed after him as you made Bucky smirk at your bump into his arm.

“You buy anything fun?” he asked you.

“Found this cool beaded pouch one of the local tribes were selling. It’s got a thunderbird on it. Just caught them as they were packing up, got you one with a turtle,” making him grin and chuckle accepting it. “Got a fox for Loki too, but I guess he’s busy.”

“I’ll get it to him,” he said with a grin accepting both from you as he turned you for the waiting car to drive you home as he would head back to the tower for a bit longer, mainly to ensure the Prince got his gift.

 *.*.*

“Yes?” the double of the Prince opened the door for his real self hidden inside of his closet to not make too much noise.

“Pluto got you something at the gift shop,” curiously the double took hold of the hamburger sized box as Bucky simply turned to head back to the meeting. Closing the door again the box was brought to the Prince inside the closet who forced himself up off his side to take with trembling hands hold of the box to open.

Beading of careful detail was enough to distract his panic even for a few moments, though when he lifted it he felt there was something inside. And out of the opening of the bag he brought a jaw dropping bangle of black woven metal around moonstones in shapes of the moon phases that upon snap around his wrist he felt a tear fall down his cheek in relief it gave him for some protection tonight in his dreams.

*.*.*

Pt 13

[elizabethmidnight2017]

The Guard and The Prince

Summary: Nyx has no choice except to follow Loki to Jotunheim with Thor. Nyx finds out the truth about Loki. Of what he is. How will she react? How will Loki react?

Characters: Thor, Loki, Sif, Fandral, Hogun, Heimdall, Odin, Frigga, Laufey, Mjolnir, OC

part one || Part Two

Jotunheim

A/N: When Nyx and Loki have a telepathic conversation. Nyx’s thoughts or telepathy will be blue. Loki’s will be green.

Nyx

I stood next to Loki. We were here for his brother's coronation. He told me days prior that he had a surprise planned out for today. We laughed and snickered about it. I had a bad feeling about it though. He didn't tell me what exactly, however when a guard came rushing in during Thor's coronation, I knew it wasn't good. I reached for Loki's hand. He glanced at me.

What did you do?

He smirked.

Nothing you need to be worried about. It is simply to postpone my brother's crowning.

I furrowed my brow. Not good.

Loki, what did you do? I won't get mad.

His smirk disappeared and he ripped his hand away from me.

Learn your place Nyx. It is none of your concern.

Him reacting that way hurt, but it was normal. He looked towards his Thor. His father rose from his throne and I became concerned. The coronation was on hold. I stepped away from Loki. Loki and I had been friends since that day I came to the palace, but he still kept me at arms lengths in front of his family and his brother's friends. I retreated away and glanced at his mother. She looked concerned. I frowned and glanced at Loki. Her eyes widened.

Be careful your majesty.

Tears gathered and I rushed out. Loki was the most important person to me. He was my only friend. I had subjugated myself to mistreatment all these years just so I could be his friend. We got closer after my parents passed. They died a year after they departed. I was so sad, I didn't leave my room for days. Loki was the only one I would come out for. However, right now I am upset and hurting. When was I going to learn that he didn't really care about me? When was I going to learn that I was never anything other than a bodyguard! I shoved past a maid without stopping. Once I reached my chambers, I entered slamming the door behind me. Then I grabbed something and threw it against the wall. It was a vase. It shattered. I sat on the edge of my bed. I tilted my head back as tears made their way down my face. Moments later someone knocked on the door. I didn't answer. I simply rose from the bed and went to the bathroom. I closed the door behind me.

"Lady Nyx?" It was Thor.

Just what I needed. I stepped out and met his gaze.

"What do you need, my Prince?" His eyes swept over my face.

"We are leaving for Jotunheim. Loki is coming. Will you join us?" I frowned.

Frost giants lived on Jotunheim. Does that mean Loki's prank allowed Frost Giants into Asgard. How? How would Loki have gotten them in, especially without Heimdell seeing. I gasped. The hidden portals between the realms. The one Loki had shown me as a child. I stepped forward.

"Let us depart. Why may I ask, are we going there?" Thor stepped out and I followed suit, closing my door behind me.

"They infiltrated Asgard. Fandral, Hogun, Volstagg, Sif, Loki, and you are joining me. This is war. We must strike back." I frowned as I followed behind him.

"What did the Allfather say of this?" Mjolnir was smashed next to my head.

"Do not question my authority! You are but a guard! I only invited you so you would protect my brother. The Frost Giants infiltrated, this means war," he gripped my wrist and pulled me in the direction of the stables, "do not question your King again."

I didn't like his grip on my wrist.

"You are not King yet Prince Thor. I do not question you for fun, a King should never go seeking war. Is that not what your father taught you and Loki?" He released my wrist and slapped me.

"Learn your place, guard." He snarled in my face.

He turned away. I followed suit climbing on my horse and riding to meet the three warriors, Sif, and Loki. I had cast an illusion at this point. I kept my gaze on the horse, but stayed close to Loki as we travelled down the bridge to Heimdell. I kept checking on Loki. He was not focused on me, at least that I could see. When we arrived Heimdell was standing and waiting for us. We climbed off.

"Heimdall are you doing to try to prevent us-" Thor walked past Loki, "move aside brother."

Volstagg and Hodun walked by. Fandral clapped a hand on Loki's shoulder.

"Cat got your tongue, God of Mischief?" I stepped forward and swatted his hand off of Loki.

"He is your Prince, treat him with respect." I hissed.

Fandral met my gaze. He scoffed and walked away. I turned to Loki. He slapped me. My illusion must've fallen because Loki looked surprised. I had no doubt I had a bruise from Thor hitting me earlier. Loki didn't slap me as hard as Thor had earlier. I placed my illusion again and headed towards Heimdall.

"Heimdall we are leaving for Jotunheim," Heimdall nodded at Thor, "I am curious as to how the Frost Giants were able to enter Asgard undetected. Find out quickly. Remember if you are in danger, I will not open the gate to the bifrost. You all will be trapped in Jotunheim. I wish you the best, my Prince."

With that Heimdall opened the bifrost. I stayed close to Loki as we travelled through. When we landed in Jotunheim it was freezing. Loki glanced at my face. His eyes have settled on the bruised cheek covered with one illusion. I kept my hands on my weapons as we walked forward. I did not like this. Everyone was cautious, but Thor was arrogant. He wouldn't stop until everyone was dead. It wasn't long before we came across Laufey, King of the Frost Giants.

"My, my, what have we here? A Prince eager for a fight and a group of warriors with no choice but to follow orders." I grit my teeth and stepped forward.

I had to try to solve this without bloodshed.

"Laufey, we do not come here with the intention of war. We simply wish to know how a few of your people found their way into Asgard. If you tell us this, we will be on our way with no harm to your people." I was grateful for all the studying and training I had put in after my parents died.

I felt the air change and I stepped back just as Mjolnir flew past my face. I didn't take my eyes off Laufey's. Mjolnir flew back to Thor. Great. Just great. Laufey wouldn't listen to me now.

"It seems your Prince wishes for war." I scoffed.

"I do not serve the Prince so hungry for war he cannot see past his arrogance. I serve the other one, the Prince who would never needlessly start a war." I knew I was wrong and lying.

Loki had let members of this race into Asgard. He clearly had something to do with Thor even deciding to come here. I knew Odin would never approve of this.

"Enough!" Thor yelled, shoving me away.

"No!" I was too late.

He slammed down his hammer. All hell broke loose. I defended and incapacitated, but never killed. I gravitated towards Loki. As a Frost Giant grabbed Loki, a spear of ice was racing towards Loki. I also saw Loki's blue arm. Everything went downhill. I moved in front of Loki and the spear of ice embedded itself into my shoulder. Fandral had been impaled and Thor still thought this was a game.

"Nyx!" The ice spear was removed and Loki was helping me stand.

My shoulder hurt, and I knew Loki was worried, but we weren't out of danger just yet.

"Thor! Enough! We must leave! We cannot defeat them all! We must retreat!" I yelled.

Thor laughed and just kept killing Frost Giants. I glanced at Loki.

Get them out of here.

Loki looked at me and shook his head.

I will not leave you.

I pulled away.

You must! You know of the hidden portal to Asgard! You are a Prince and they are your people! They come before I do!

I went towards the warriors and started covering their retreat. It hurt. Loki joined me. I smiled at him.

I know that was hard Loki. Thank you.

His face was closed off, but his eyes glimmered with care. A Frost Giant followed by Mjolnir slammed into me. I hit a wall of ice. The Frost Giant shattered to pieces. My vision was blurry and black dots swam before me.

Nyx!

I flinched at the voice in my head. It was Loki.

Loki. It's bad. I can't focus.

"Nyx? Stay awake for me okay? Come on. Get up." Loki helped me up.

Everything started to spin and I closed my eyes.

Get us to Sif and the others. We must leave. Now.

My mind wandered as Loki led me to the rest of the people Thor had dragged us into this. I was sagging against Loki.

"Thor! We must go! Fandral and Nyx are injured! Now Thor!" Sif yelled.

My vision doubled and I pressed my face against Loki's shoulder.

Nyx? Nyx? What's wrong? I need you to stay awake for me.

I groaned and opened my eyes. Thor was running towards us.

"Heimdall open the bifrost!" Nothing happened.

"Dammit Thor! That means we are not safe! Something else is here! We cannot hold out much longer! This was foolish!" I yelled.

My vision swam again. I had to stay awake.

"You do not speak to me like that! I am King!" He yelled.

"You are not King yet! A King does not ignore the injuries of his people to continue killing!" I was fully leaning onto Loki.

Nyx, enough. Anymore and you'll pass out.

"You dare speak to me that way! You are nothing! If your parents weren't warriors of my father, if they hadn't died. If they hadn't asked royalty to take care of you. You would be nothing! We trained you! We schooled you! You would be nothing if your parents had come back! I bet you are glad they are dead!" At that moment the bifrost shined down.

Loki gripped me tighter as a wave of wind blew past us. I glanced up to find Odin on a white horse. Thor looked happy that his father was here.

No! There is no need for killing.

I tried to step away from Loki, but I began falling. Loki held me up.

"Nyx? Hold on okay? Father will take us home soon." Black dots began to swim in front of me.

I'm sorry Loki.

Loki

Once my father arrived Nyx grew panicked and my idiotic brother was happy. He thought that now that Father was here, they would fight a glorious war. However I knew differently. Just as I knew I wasn't Asgardian. I was a Frost Giant. I was hurt. Why would they keep this from me?

No! There is no need for killing.

My focus turned to Nyx. She stepped away from me. She was beginning to fall. I held her up, supporting her body against mine.

"Nyx? Hold on okay? Father will take us home soon." Her head slumped against my shoulder.

I'm sorry Loki.

I looked down. She had passed out from blood loss. I scooped her up.

"Father! We can win now! We can defeat those who dare trespass into Asgard!" Thor yelled.

Nyx flinched in my arms. I looked down. Her illusion had slipped once again. The bruise on her left cheek was that of a handprint.

"Hush! You foolish boy!" Father turned to the Frost Giant Laufey.

Sif rushed to us.

"How is she, Loki?" Sif tried to glance at her.

"She will be fine. She just needs to be healed." The bifrost shot down on us and we were back in Asgard.

Father was furious with Thor. I transported Nyx and I to the healer's corridor. They quickly rushed Nyx to a bed and began fixing her. Seeing her on the table brought back the feelings I had tried so hard to lock away.

You don't love her.

As they cut off her armor a heavy feeling settled in my gut.

I am a monster. She will never love me. Who could love me? I am what people tell their kids about in bedtime stories to get them to go to sleep. I am a Frost Giant.

I stepped away from the room.

Loki.

I stopped and turned back. Nyx was still passed out, but she looked scared.

Loki?

She sounded worried.

I'm right outside, Nyx. We are home.

Her face relaxed. I turned to leave again.

Loki, stay.

Her voice sounded urgent. I glanced at her again. She was still unconscious, but her face wasn't peaceful. I stepped into the room.

"You can't be in here!" Someone yelled at me.

"Excuse me? I can do whatever I please. She has asked me to stay. So silence. Work around me." I placed my hands on either side of her head.

I placed my hands on her temples.

What could she have seen that would make her worried?

I closed my eyes and entered into whatever she was dreaming about.

[shelleylovesloki]

Time in Flames

Summary: Estrid Odrsdottir has experienced much tragedy in her life. When her fiance, Prince Loki of Asgard, is executed in front of her very eyes, she swears vengeance on those that took everything away from her. After killing the All-Father, she is taken into TVA custody only to be thrown into a mission to hunt down and stop a man similar to her, a man that has lost everything.

Mered Rainer, an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., finds himself a wanted man when he finds out the the organization has been infiltrated by Hydra. Hunted by the Winter Soldier, Mered finds himself in the hands of the TVA when he kills his would be assassin. Teaming up with a few variants, he plots a way to escape the grasp of the Time Variance Authority without much luck. Can the two find common ground in order to save the known multiverse?

Warnings: Character Death, Blood, Violence, Mentions of Self H@rm

Chapter 1: Vengeance

The palace doors burst open violently as a young woman burst into the dazzling Throne Room of her future father-in-law. Her deep purple Asgardian armor glimmered in the lamp lit room, the silver lining of the black and purple outfit almost glowing gold. Her silver horned diadem radiated a powerful light as the symbol of two entangled snakes seemed to be the main focus of where the illumination was attracted. A silver belt wrapped around her lower waist held the same symbol. The purple cloak around her shoulders was in pristine condition, only splattered with tiny drops of blood. Appearing in her slim pale fingers was a uru staff, the obsidian tips slicing through the air as the weapon opened, ready for battle. 

Outside the sounds of war radiated as the armies of Asgard fought her troops. Her glowing purple gaze penetrated the marble floors, searching for her target. 

“ODIN! Come and face me you coward!” She yelled, her smooth but booming voice echoing off of the gold walls. 

“Estrid, stop!” A voice commanded from behind. 

It was feminine in tone, which immediately gave away the identity of her intruder. 

A slow methodical but crazed smirk etched across the young woman’s pale face as she turned towards her new company. 

“Sif… Why am I not surprised? Come to protect your dearest father-in-law?” She taunted lowly. 

The warrior's blue eyes held compassion under her stern gaze. There was a sword in her hand, the shield had been discarded in the battle beforehand. 

“He’s your father-in-law too.” 

Estrid’s face scrunched up in a mixture of rage and disgust at the sound of her words. 

“He’s not my father-in-law! He killed any chance of that relationship occuring! I was never a part of his precious family!” Her voice hissed, causing Sif to frown. 

“You knew his actions were deserving of the fiercest form of punishment!” The warrior replied, causing Estrid to snarl, her nose scrunching up in disgust. 

“Death? Was that what he deserved Sif? DEATH?” She screamed, tears beginning to stream down her soft pale cheeks. 

Her staff faltered slightly in her hand. 

“He murdered our brother-in-law Estrid. What punishment should Odin have exacted instead?” Sif demanded, lowering her own weapon. 

With teeth gritted and tears burning her cheeks, Estrid cried, “Anything BUT his death! Balder pushed him past the brink of sanity! And do you think your husband Thor’s remarks on how he should conduct himself helped? You all murdered my fiance!” 

The young woman pushed forward, moving her staff with incredible speed. Sif barely had time to counteract her strike before it could slice open her middle. Estrid moved with ease as she worked to get the better of the warrior. Her movements were swift and fluid; a huge difference to Sif’s more forceful and brutal blows. The young woman made quick advances in the fight, knocking the warrior's feet out from under her. 

Estrid’s emotions ran full and weighed deeply in her heart. 

Sif was like an actual sister to her, always laughing in times of joy and fighting by her side in times of need. Now, they were on opposite sides of the battlefield, and one was on the precipice of death. Kicking away Sif’s sword and pointing her spear at her sister-in-law’s jugular, Estrid looked into her deep blue eyes. 

Blood dripped slowly down her forehead from a newly inflicted wound. The two women exchanged looks before Estrid’s grasp on her spear grew tighter, her decision made. Images of her fiance flashed through her mind as she looked at the warrior. 

His bloodied and bruised face filled her vision, deep bluish-green eyes focused on her brown. He walked over to the executioner's block no matter how much she protested. The axe raised over his head as she screamed his name one last time. 

Estrid felt a blood-curdling scream leave her own lips as she bared her weapon down towards her adversary. Only, her weapon never made contact with flesh. Another spear raced towards her own, almost knocking it from her hands as it was forced away from Sif’s neck. 

“Michelle, stop! Do not hurt her!” A deep voice commanded. 

She felt every ounce of her blood run cold, her brown eyes narrowing as she growled, “YOU!” 

Her gaze quickly turned towards the All-Father of Asgard himself, a fire beginning to burn deeply within her dark orbs. He was dressed for battle, wearing red and gold armor with a golden helm to match. 

“Kinslayer! How dare you kill your own blood!” She screamed, running and attacking the King of Asgard. 

He held up Gungnir to block her own spear. 

“He disobeyed me, Michelle! There wasn’t another way! His actions on Midgard brought the consequences upon him!” 

Estrid twirled her spear around as she shrieked, “Stop calling me that! You will never deserve that luxury again as long as you live! You killed your own son!” 

Striking at him once more, Odin’s one bright blue eye narrowed as he continued to block her thrusts and parries. 

“He killed Balder, his own brother. Loki is not my son!” He said, making the young Princess grit her teeth in rage. 

A battle cry left her lips as the two began to fight once more. This time, Estrid forced more ferocity into her blows, soon knocking Gungnir from Odin’s hands. Her weapon pierced the All-Father’s chest, causing him to stumble backwards. His hands grasped the shaft of the staff as the young princess glared at him unforgivingly. She was past the point of no return. 

“NO!” Sif yelled, “Estrid, stop this! Don’t do this, please!” 

Her pleas only met deaf ears once more as Estrid twisted the point of her weapon into the wound, inflicting more pain as the All-Father slowly fell to the ground groaning from her torture. She watched the light begin to leave his eyes before pulling the shaft from his chest. 

Walking over to him and grabbing him by the shoulder to keep him upright, Estrid whispered into his ear as his breaths became labored, “Say hello to Hela for me, old man. Because you and I both know she is less merciful than I am. After she figures out that you murdered her father, your place in Hel will be far from the fields of Valhalla. And when I meet you there, I will see to your punishment myself!” 

Odin said nothing, only falling onto his back in death, his eyes glazed over and his mouth opened wide. Blood spilled over his lips, quickly drying inside his gray beard. Clouds began to form over the expanse of Asgard as thunder and lightning boomed and crackled. 

“Michelle…” A deep booming voice called, “What did you do?” 

Estrid recognized the tone of the Thunderer himself and slowly turned towards the warrior of Asgard. 

“Giving the All-Father a taste of his own medicine, dear Thunderer. Now, I shall rule Asgard with more mercy than he ever gave a living soul.” She said with deadly calm. 

Her purple speckled brown orbs met the electric blue of her future brother-in-law's orbs. Thor would kill her for her actions. She knew that. But she would rather die and be with her fiance again than being separated from him in life. 

The Thunderer’s grip tightened around his hammer as he stared at the bleeding corpse of his father upon the marble floor behind her. A slow smirk grew across her pale lips, following his gaze with her eyes. 

“Go ahead, Thor. Kill me and take retribution for your father’s death. I wouldn’t judge.” Estrid said, dropping her spear and holding her arms out in a welcoming gesture. 

The God of Thunder stared at her, silent tears slowly falling down his cheeks. He reeled back his hammer to prepare to send her to an early grave only to falter. Mjolnir dropped to the ground with a loud boom that echoed over the Throne Room walls. 

“I cannot. You are like a sister to me, Lady Michelle. My brother loved you with every ounce he could muster. Even in death, I could never harm the woman he loves. I would never be able to forgive myself.” 

Estrid felt her resolve beginning to break once again. Why couldn’t he just kill her and get it over with already? He was weak. And she would rectify that weakness even if she had to do the job herself. 

“Fine. If you won’t take retribution, then I shall do it for you.” She said softly as she grabbed her spear. 

Both Thor and Sif’s eyes grew wide as Estrid pointed one of the tips towards her chest. 

Acting quickly Thor picked up Mjolnir and ran toward her. He used the mighty hammer to knock the weapon from her hands. Estrid screamed in rage at the intervention. 

“Stop Lady Michelle! This is not the way!” He protested, holding her in his grasp. 

Estrid struggled in his arms as she let out agonizing bellows of sorrow. Why couldn’t they see that she needed to do this? She was suffering. All she wanted was to be with him again. The pain in her chest was torture that needed relief. 

“Let me die! Let me see him again! Grant me this small sliver of mercy!” She begged in his arms as tears streamed down her face. 

But the Thunderer refused to release her. Estrid shrieked in both pain and rage as a ring of fiery purple seid exploded around her, sending Thor flying backwards. 

Sif was sent tumbling out of the Throne Room, giving Estrid time to close and lock the doors. 

Turning to the eldest prince, she saw he was unconscious from her spell. Blood was dripping down his blonde head. Breathing deeply, Estrid sobbed as she picked up Gungnir, which was still laying a few feet away. 

Turning the golden spear towards her, she looked towards the heavens and whispered, “I am ready to come home, my love.” 

Shoving the weapon towards her chest, she closed her eyes, awaiting the sweet release of death. Only a hand grabbed the weapon, once again stopping her goal. Opening her eyes, Estrid was met with a strangely armored man. 

The armor was of no material Estrid knew of on Asgard. It was foreign with its leather and metal materials. The suit itself is black but lines of orange decorated the outside of the helmet and plate pieces. A number written in block lettered orange decorated the right side of the man’s helm. 

“Your death is not meant for this day, ML-267.” He said, forcing the spear out of her hands. 

Estrid stared at him in shock, not expecting the sudden interruption. 

Another person, a woman, dressed the same as the man slowly walked toward her, a gun in her hands. 

“Variant ML-267, you are under arrest for disrupting the sacred timeline. Anything you say can and will be used against you. Put your hands on your head or force will be used to apprehend you.” She ordered, lighting the gun up, an orange glow radiating on the sides of the small pistol. 

In her confusion, Estrid was able to maintain her wits, taking a step back and trying to teleport away from the strangers in front of her. Only the woman reacted quicker, shooting her with her pistol. Estrid screamed as her body locked up, freezing in time. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t finish her scream. She was helpless to the soldiers around her. 

“Variant secure. Transport to be completed shortly.” The man said into a mic attached to his head. 

The woman put away her gun and hoisted her over her shoulder, walking through an orange doorway. 

But just as Estrid disappeared through the portal, she heard the man say, “Reset the location. Better there are no witnesses than to take a risk.” 

And from that moment moving forward, Estrid had no clue just how much her life would begin to change. 

[cxsmicmuses]

SifKyrie if they had a kid meme for @boredom-is-contagious

Name: Iona Sifdottir (Sif won the rock-paper-scissors when it came to the last name)

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Curly brown hair, hazel eyes, brown skin, 5’8 or so- she has some scars from training/battle

Personality: Iona is stubborn and tough, never backing down. She has a special love for music and the arts, and has a fun joking side. She can often be impulsive, but once she commits to something she tries to go all the way.

Special Talents: She enjoys singing, and was taught sword fighting and pegasus riding by her mothers, she’s still learning battle strategies

Who they like better: Iona really doesn’t have a favorite, she loves both her parents

Who they take after more: She has Sif’s spirit, although looking more like Valkyrie besides her height and eye color. Her fighting style seems to be closer to Sif’s

Personal Head canon: Iona was introduced to different Midgardian bands by Astrid, and still has some tapes and posters she was given

Face Claim: Amandla Stenberg

[amphitriteswife]

Too far in to turn Away

💚x💜

Warnings: Angst, no comfort. Newest chapter incident.

Pairing: Loki x Sigyn reader.

Disclaimer: Sigyn in this story belongs to @miss-seanymph-pani ‘s oc.

Tags:@miss-seanymph-pani @brokensenseofhumor @vilereign @monstertreden @tinyy-tea-cup @viostar2095 @nicasdreamer

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Loki was staring up at the ceiling. His eyes not really holding any emotion besides sadness and perhaps regret. He hates feelings. They bothered him and he had no idea on how to deal with them. They were a nuisance. Odin had forbidden him to do anything. Yet everyone was surprised that he obliged. It was no secret that he was dealing with something and he hated it. He hated that everyone knew. Ironic isn’t it? He’s usually always in other’s business. Yet when it comes to himself he dispises it. He turned and looked at the mirror. His eyes staring directly into his. He hated it. He looked pathetic. He hated looking at the effect this all had on him.

He took a deep breath and sighed before he left his chambers. On his way out he bumped into Sif and Idunn. Loki could already feel their displeased aura. Sif looked at him with masked anger. She was one off the goddesses his wife was close with. He clenched jaw and avoided Sif who scoffed at him. Her gold hair flaring up. He remembered how Sif got her golden hair. He played a prank on her and had to pay the price. He laughed a little. The relaisstation hit him like a ton of bricks. This was just like any other prank he played, he now had to pay the price. But now it was different, because no matter the prank, no matter how bad he fucked up, she would be there for him. But she isn’t here….and its all his fault. Loki felt his eyes sting and swallowed before he excused himself. He still smiled as ever, yet his eyebrows and eyes gave away what he was feeling. Eyes are the mirror of one’s soul after all. He walked past both Sif and Idunn. He hadn’t looked at Idunn once, but already knew she only felt pity for him as if he was a pathetic child.

He walked endlessly in the castle. Why? He couldn’t answer that question either. Perhaps he was unintentionally searching for something. Something that reminded him of her. That’s why he even got up today. For her. He’d do it all just for her. He was too deep in thought to know that he stopped in front of the room he once kept a secret in. His eyes lingering on the handle before you could hear a soft clink of the handle being pushed. He stepped inside the room and scanned it. His eyes falling on the porcelain doll. It looked dusty, as if no one took care of it. Loki closed the door and walked towards the doll. With every step he took he felt his anger flare up. He hated that thing now. He scowled and grabbed the doll by the shoulder before forcefully slamming it to the ground, shattering it in the process. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself before his eyes noticed the wedding dress. It was plain and simple. Why? Was it plain and simple? A wedding dress is usually lavish and stylish right? So why that dress?… that’s because his wife wore a similar wedding dress. Loki picked up the wedding dress and dusted it off and neatly folded it. The dress was a reminder of his wife, how could he not neatly take care of it? He placed the dress on the bed in the room.

He took a step away from the bed and accidentally broke a another piece of the doll. He scoffed and stepped on the doll’e face, breaking it into even more pieces. The whole idea of that thing looking like Brunhilde made him sick. Why did he ever like her in the first place? Why? Brunhilde already had Siegfried, and he had his dear wife. He scoffed. He hated all of this. He wants to take it back. To make it seem as if it’s all a joke. But it wouldn’t help. He clenched his teeth, his body shaking. He himself wasn’t even sure if it wad rage or sadness. He closed his eyes, some tears falling in the process. He quickly put a hand over his mouth to suppress the sobs. He hated this. This wasn’t like him. Loki doesn’t cry. He doesn’t feel anything other than mischief and sadism. He hates humans. So why was he here in crying like one? He was a sobbing mess. He didn’t mean for all this to happen. He never wanted to hurt you. Why did he ever even like Brunhilde?…that’s right, it was because it reminded him of his wife of when she was a Valkyrie before she descended to a goddess. He didn’t love Brunhilde. He just loves what he saw in her, and what he saw was his wife.

Loki started sobbing even harder and buried his face into his hands quietly mumbled something for no one to hear. ‘Please..:i’m so sorry, i’ll do everything to make it right…I’ll cry and beg if thats what you want…. I know i’m a fool who took you for granted….please…I’ll do it all of you ask me too…i’m sorry….i’m so…so sorry….’ He sobbed some more before he took another deep breath to calm the crying. His eyes landed on a painting. A painting of his wife. It was a vivid and beautiful painting. A deep pain came over him as her he remembered that day, the day they had gotten married. He stared at the painting, but soon saw something he didn’t like. In the painting Loki was laying in her lap while he looked up at her, however her head was turned to the side a bit and so were her eyes. ‘Where are you looking at?’ Loki asked her in the painting as if she could respond. His eyes still burning from the tears. It annoyed him that she wasn’t looking at him. He walked closer to the painting ‘Don’t look away. Look at me.’ He said to the painting as if he was having a full conversation, yet there was no response. Loki fell to his knees in front of the painting and said in between sobs ‘please…I miss you…I want to see you…I hope you come back…Sigyn’

Note: thank yall for Reading this monstrosity. Also english isn’t my first language. So sorry about thay

[wayfayrr]

I got tagged by my wife @angry-trashcan to show my oc if they never went through the main defining traumatic event and the aftermath <3 here's the picrew used <3 and thank you for tagging me, this was really fun to do!!

First off -

Sif if she was never killed and brought back as a guardian, instead staying as a researcher with the ishtar collective. I won't get too into how she died, but tdlr she got into an argument over something incredibly small and stupid that ended in her being stabbed with a broken wine bottle. She was researching the use of newly found arc conductors before she died <3

Secondly -

How she'd look if the Iron lords never discovered SIVA! Her hair and eye colours were misinterpreted wildly by her ghost when she was resurrected, and the long hair was a pain when she was travelling through the wilds post-collapse. She was loosely associated with the Iron lords before that whole incident went down, working together with them to defend the lightless before the last city was properly founded. Really this is how she'd look if traumatic incident #2 never happened, keeping more of the green and gold aesthetic rather than her newer neomunan armour. Before I forget she's also an arcstrider hunter, loving how the arc feels and moves - not knowing how it links to her past life.

lastly -

How she looks post Lightfall in her casual clothes!! I couldn't do her armour justice in the picrew She's more well rounded now, coping with her losses and trauma in mostly healthy ways, well all of them are "healthy" for a guardian. She has her fireteam that is now her family, with how much they've bonded during the recent events! She's come to terms that light and dark aren't the equivalent of good/evil, learning to use stasis and strand while researching neomunan culture! This is also the time period where she'd meet the chain in the destiny x linked universe crossover I was working on (except it'd be with a reader placeholder instead)

I'm tagging @fanfic-fairy-fountain @neverchecking @trulytiredhermit @lovanmari if any of you would like to do this - and anyone else who sees this post, feel free to join <3

[emmanuellececchi]

Writings list/ce que j'écris

Completed fanfiction / fanfics complétés:

Loki x Sif (Post Thor movie/Marvel) on AO3 in english :

Two of a kind

It has be elves...

FFXVI/FF16 on AO3 in english

Between a song and a book (Joshua x Reader)

A snowball fight (Joshua x Reader)

LOTR/LOTR inspire

The last tale of the Woodland

Published work

Christmas tale on amazon (.fr, .com, .ca) en français et/and in english, title/titre : La petite boule de Noël/ The little Christmas Ball

WIP/travail en cours:

The Dark Lady by the sea : original medieval romance - First draft, worldbuilding and editing

A momentous wedding : LOTR Fanfic - Eowyn and Denethor having a one to one (AU)

The last days of Gimli son of Gloin : LOTR Fanfic - I can't say more for the moment. - editing

Two Idiots in Love: FF16 Fanfic - Joshua x reader - first edit finish, second soon.

The days of Lothiriel of Dol Amroth : LOTR fanfic - Eomer x Lothiriel (in progress for a long time)

Following a dream : Fanfic FFXVI Joshua x OC - Finished/editing (65 k words)

Lots of other ideas : LOTR, FF16, FF14.

List of Not-yet-written fics

[the-broken-truth]

Welcome to the Word Weaver's Void

Greetings there, Shadow Pup. You have entered the Word Weaver's Void - The Domain of the Broken Truth. I'd like to invite you to gaze upon the selection of stories I have crafted during my time here and hope that you will find them interesting and entertaining. Remember that this void is a safe place and there shall be no disrespect or judgment here; however, I should remind you that there are certain things I cannot weave.

I WEAVE WORDS FOR:

Yandere (Romantic or Platonic)

Letters (Romantic or Platonic/Yandere or Not)

One-Shots

Scripts

Mini-Series (If something is requested enough)

FANDOMS

DC

Marvel

Twisted Wonderland (Leona, Jamil, and Idia are my favorites but I will write for others)

Naruto (Orignial/Shippuden/The Last/Boruto)

Inuyasha

Greek Mythology

God of War

Resident Evil Village

Mortal Kombat 11

Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim (Hircine is my Favorite)

Mass Effect [BEST GAME EVER!!]

Broken: Please, keep in mind: I do not write Polyamorous Relationships - it's not my forte. If you request a (Character x Reader x Character) Ask, I will only write if one character is a romantic interest while the other is platonic. I will not write two characters being romantic for one reader. Also, I am not a very good Angst Writer; I don't have it in me to write it. If there are bad elements, I will weave the words for a better ending. I hope that is alright.

NOTE: IF YOU WANT NSFW/SMUT/SPICY CONTENT, ASK FOR MASK; THEY ARE THE ONES WHO WRITE THAT KIND OF STUFF. PLACE 'MASK MISCHIEF' IN YOUR REQUEST, SO I CAN LET THEM KNOW.

Mask: Hello, All - Mask is my name and that's all you need to know. As Broken stated, I am the NSFW Writer, however, there are certain things I will not write:

I will NOT write content regarding Pedophilia

I will NOT write content regarding The 'R' Word (You Know Which One)

I will NOT write content regarding urination on another person. (Utter Disgusting)

I will NOT write content regarding Vore.

I will NOT write content regarding incest.

Mask: If you want to request something from me, please be respectful and if you know a subject is too far, do NOT request it. Please, Shadow Pups.

MY PERSONAL LINES

The Mighty Bear AU [God of War 4 - Ragnarök] [Co-Created by @nastyavolk-cp] - Follow the tales of Bjorn the Great Bear & Renva the Wise Raven as they navigate their lives as deities of Asgard and The Children of Thor and Sif while avoiding the past chasing them.

The Hardship Goddess AU [Greek Mythology] - The Goddess of Pestilence and Hardship separates her Divine Soul from her body and lives as a moral, however, without her, the mortals do not experience hardships and can manage without praying to the Gods of Olympus, causing them to lose their power slowly.

Dakota Blake [OC] [MINI-SERIES] [PLANOTIC YANDERES] - Daughter of Bruce Wayne who refuses to take up the Wayne Legacy; Bruce and Damian attempt to force it upon her.

The Young Lords AU [Residet Evil Village] [CO-CREATED BY @snowflakestree] - Follow the Children of the Lords: Eliza Dimitrescu, Diedre Beneviento, Sebastian Moreau, and Kaleb Heisenberg as they protect the legacy of their parents by slaughtering those who speak against them in secret.

[xalygatorx]

Worthy (2015) | Chapter 29, "Impulse"

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

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

Summary: The Ragnarök comes to Earth and to the Avengers’ front door. The team suffers losses and injuries. Loki and Cora share a moment of unspoken confession. The location of the final Infinity Stone is revealed.

Pairing: Loki x Fem!OC

Warnings: Superhero movie levels of action

Word Count: 4.4k

The enemy's onslaught was immediate. A blaze of thunderous electric blue energy warped by strands of blackened red tore through the atmosphere and broke the pavement under their feet for miles. The trouble was that their response time had to be just as fast.

"STEVE!" Cora screamed over the roaring sounds of fissuring ground and the growing magnitude of Thanos's laughter above the clouds. She grabbed his arm before he could fall through the cracks now gaping widely beneath him and, just as she started to fall with him when their differing weights caused an imbalance, she felt a solidly metal arm wrap around her waist and haul her upward. Her visibility wavered a bit in a way it hadn't since she was in Asgard and the terror fueling it was only growing as their situation went further downhill.

"Hold onto him, kid," Tony gritted as his suit propelled them into the air. As he fought the winds caused by the chaotic presence in their wake, Cora held tightly to Steve's hand and took their moment of flight to glance over the street.

Bruce had fully transformed into his big green alter ego and, had she not met him earlier in the conference room, she might've been more afraid. He was positively monstrous in size, veins bulging thickly under his skin as he roared and ran toward SHIELD's headquarters, grabbing up Natasha, Fury, and Clint on his way before launching himself onto the side of the building to escape the pits, which reached so deep, the molten glow of the planet's mantle was seeping faintly through the bases of the cracks.

Thor swung Mjolnir around until it reached top speed and grabbed Loki by the back of his armor's collar just before launching into the air toward the opposite side of the street, landing them both on a rooftop of a bank. He went back for Sif and Fandral and half-threw them on the roof as well so he could go after Volstagg, who was losing purchase on the ground very quickly.

"Stark!" Steve shouted when it became clear that Thor wasn't going to be able to build the momentum needed to retrieve his friend in time.

"Already on it," Tony replied as he surged down toward the final member of the Warriors Three, giving Steve the opportunity to grab his hand and haul him upward just before the pavement collapsed where he'd been standing. "Cora, switch Steve's hand over to mine. You won't be able to hold them both."

"I'm realizing that," she managed to mutter before shifting her hands from between Steve's and Tony's, letting Iron Man handle the heavy work. Even with her amplified strength due to her Asgardian blood, she'd nearly lost hold of them and had scared herself half to death. Tony took them with ease and adjusted his grip on her when the mighty winds ceased for the time being. "The calm before the storm?"

"Don't get poetic on me now," Tony mocked her a bit halfheartedly as he took them to the rooftop of SHIELD's headquarters. The sound of shattering glass and crunching metal signaled that Bruce was climbing up to join them on more stable ground, and it was then that the clouds began to part.

The sheen of metal came first and then the creature within its structure. Thanos was positively enormous, surpassing Thor's mighty height by at least two feet and bulging with muscular bulk, which was tamed only by the tough, hide-like flesh that stretched over his frame. Branches of blue veins pulsated beneath his skin and it was easy to see how overcome with power he already was from just the two relics he'd managed to collect, and Cora had a feeling he'd had a fairly powerful foundation to work with.

The look upon his face was smug as he sat in what appeared to be a floating chair—the metal she'd seen—equipped with technology she'd never seen the likes of before.

"Tremble, Midgardian scum. Filth of Asgard," his deep voice boomed quietly in the gloom. "Surrender to the inevitable. The Ragnarök is upon us all."

"What could you possibly gain from this?" Steve shouted as the winds began to pick up again. "You'll go down with every single one of us!"

"Death is my dancer, little 'savior'," he mocked with a dark chuckle as he slowly raised his right hand, which was encased by a golden gauntlet in which rested two swirling gems, one red and one blue. Four more spaces remained empty on the knuckles. "I welcome Her with open arms and bring her the blood of ages in my wake."

"Look out!" Clint shouted from below just before a dose of pure power from the Aether exploded out at them. Tony dodged, taking Cora, Steve, and Volstagg with him, and Bruce shielded Fury, Clint, and Natasha with his own huge body, letting out an agonized roar as he was pelted by the raw red light.

Cora tried to see what was happening to make sure Bruce was okay, but Tony took them down to one of the outdoor walkways and dropped them all upon it. "What is the meaning of this?!" Volstagg shouted as he stumbled to regain his balance.

"Improvisation. You're all going into that makeshift bunker-lab-thing to help the others," he shouted over the worsening wind. "It's only a matter of time before he takes down headquarters to get to the gems. We need a backup plan. And more weapons. Big, heavy stuff. Work on that. I'm going to see who else I can get back in here because I don't think he'll collapse the building until he has what he wants."

Steve looked at Volstagg and Cora before giving a slow nod. "All right. There's no time to argue." With that, Tony went back into the brawl that was now commencing on the roof, mostly between Bruce and Thanos with Natasha, Fury, and Clint trying weapons on him in-between, and Steve, Volstagg, and Cora sprinted to the entrance back into headquarters, finding the nearest arming station and starting to unload anything they could carry down to the labs and also sending some out with Tony whenever he made his way back to the walkway, to help better equip those still outside.

"Bullets are just bouncing off, give me something bigger!" Natasha shouted into her earpiece, dodging a wide swing from Thanos's bare fist while the one bearing the Aether and Tesseract-powered Gauntlet aimed toward Bruce, who tirelessly attempted to get close enough to inflict substantial damage.

"Working on it, Princess," Tony shot back as he flew by, barely missing Thor when he flew over to join the fray with Loki and Sif in tow. Thor landed and let them go, then—spinning Mjolnir by its strap—he readied himself and hurled the hammer at Thanos. The corner hit him squarely in the jaw, though it only seemed to injure his pride. Tony returned shortly after taking Fandral to the walkway as well, dropping weapons into the arms of anyone who'd catch them in the vicinity. The city had gone into lockdown after enough people had noticed the immense battle on the rooftop coupled with the strange weather and in mere moments, the streets had gone through the motions of flooding with people and then become completely bare.

"What manner of weapons are these?" Thor shouted, holding three grenades and a specialized launcher that he'd caught.

"Don't worry about the launcher, just pull the pins and throw them," Tony shouted before going to toss a weapon to Natasha after she called again for more firepower.

Clint had heard Tony's wording and had barely managed to get to Thor and toss the first grenade before it exploded in the Asgardian's hand. "Throw this, not the pin. Stark, you need to work on being more specific," he muttered sternly into his communication piece.

"Did I miss something hilarious?"

"It was more of a not-hilarious almost-happened kind of thing," Natasha retorted as Fury joined her with a shake of his head and aimed an assault prototype run on laser-power at Thanos. He fired, though it amounted to little.

Thor properly threw another grenade and this one hit Thanos in the chest, knocking him back incrementally. He clenched his jaw and dodged a retaliative shot, glancing over to find Loki nearby, examining the chair Thanos was maneuvering himself around in. "What are you doing?"

"Looking for some kind of turbine or opening," Loki replied and at Thor's blank look, he sighed and shook his head. "I've had him inside my head, remember? Or perhaps if you tried reading…"

Thor began to charge up Mjolnir from the churning sky, which had just begun to dance with lightning strikes, giving a halfhearted smirk at the jab. His brow furrowed as he built power in his weapon and he warred with himself before asking, "Was it real?" At Loki's look of confusion, he elaborated, "What happened in the Dark World, was it all real?"

"Is now really the time for—"

"Answer me, brother. Were you truthful?" His answer was more important now than ever, for Thor may never get an answer otherwise.

Loki frowned and murmured, "Do you believe I was?" Thor's answer was just as important to him.

Thor's jaw tightened a little and he hesitated a few seconds before nodding. "Yes."

Loki's eyes widened faintly in surprise before he cleared his throat and commented, "Well… Then you would be right. First time for everything, I suppose."

Thor laughed—actually, genuinely laughed—before unleashing his pent-up power at Thanos, which caused him to roar and his chair to spark slightly. "I'd hoped for a bit more than just that," Thor commented about his immense lightning's apparent lack of effect.

"Try this," Tony shouted as he passed with some new weapons, dropping one into Loki's hands.

"Oh…," Loki murmured a bit blankly as he surveyed the large black Midgardian mechanism he'd gained, Thor looking just as baffled. "Of course…"

This time, Tony lingered long enough to watch.

Cora ran back to the armory unit after taking another load out to Tony, who continued to barely manage to break away from the fight long enough to take what he could carry to their comrades, and started to root through the rest, which mostly consisted of ammunition and communication devices.

When she turned around, she jolted in surprise to find someone right behind her, but felt immediate relief when she realized it was Loki. "You scared the bejeezus out of me!"

"My apologies for your lost…bejeezus," Loki enunciated uncertainly before shaking his head at the human slang. "Fandral and I were just dropped off on the walkway."

"Are you alright? Is he? What about everyone else?" she asked without pause, afraid of the answers he might have for her.

"Everyone else is still out there. They are fatigued, but still fighting… It is growing worse."

Cora frowned deeply before glancing him over with an arched brow. "Why did you get dropped up here?"

Loki gave a grimace and explained a bit stiffly, "I lack practice or any miraculous affinity for using the launcher of rockets…"

A bit of a high, hysterical laugh escaped her in her hurried search for weapons of any kind. "Oh, my god, what did you hit?!"

He winced faintly as he replied, "Myself. But my brother threw the pin instead of the grenade and he's still out there." He seemed a little disgruntled at that as he continued, "Cora, listen, I—"

"Need some Midgardian combative lessons? Yes, you do," she teased breathlessly as she tore open boxes to search and tried to unlock a safe at the back to no avail. “Another thing for the after-apocalypse-stopping list.”

"That is near-insulting and not what I was—"

"Whatever you're about to 'order' me to do, I'm having none of it, you—"

He was beginning to raise his voice over hers. "That's not what I—"

"Oh, yes it was!" she accused just as loudly.

"Look at me!" Loki shouted from just behind her.

Cora whirled on him and yelled back a frustrated, "What?!"

Just as she did, the God of Mischief took her face between his hands and his lips were on hers. Though she would never admit this in a million years, Cora literally melted against him, her arms winding around his neck as the unexpected kiss grew suddenly more passionate on both their parts. With a low sound in his throat that resembled a growl, Loki pressed her against the emptied armory wall, one of his hands moving to her waist as the other gently gripped her hair, tilting her head back for him as he deepened the kiss.

When they broke for breath, they stared at each other a long moment, their ragged breaths mingling in the close proximity between their lips before Cora murmured, "…What were we doing?"

Loki started to answer, but bore his own look of confusion until a bang outside answered for both of them. "Saving the universe?"

"Oh, yeah, can't forget that," Cora murmured quickly as she disentangled herself from him and they both grabbed up the random assortments of ammunition boxes still on the floor and fled down the hallway to the labs. They were nearly thrown off their feet when the building rocked—full-out tilted as a whole—and some of the ammunition spilled from Cora's arms. She started to go after it, but ended up following Loki after he pointed out to her that there was no time and, sadly, no point.

They got down to the labs and placed the new additions to their arsenal on a long steel table, which had been cleared off for just that reason. In the meantime, Dr. Selvig had managed to extract the core of the Orb of Agamotto and was now aiding Jane in carefully combining spare chemicals and cleaning products to fashion a few homemade explosives.

Pepper, Phil, and Maria were working on upgrading and building onto some of the weapons Steve, Cora, Volstagg, and now Loki had brought down to make them more powerful. The other agents locked and loaded down in the labs had made sure everyone knew how to use a gun because it was only a matter of time until all hell broke loose down there as well. "Any luck with the Cask?" Cora asked Dr. Selvig after he'd finished adding a pungent white liquid into his chemical brew.

"None. It's entirely frozen around the core," he admitted, glancing up at her.

"There's nothing you can do, is there?" she asked Loki hopefully, though she was fairly certain she was pulling at straws.

Loki shook his head. "I could try, but I very much doubt it."

"Hey, Cora, you okay?" Jane asked suddenly, her latex-gloved hands poised over her container. "Your face is really red."

"Stress!" Cora shouted reflexively and turned to walk over to check out the Gems, grumbling about handsy gods under her breath. She could've sworn she heard Loki chuckle quietly behind her and she felt a faint urge to pummel him and then probably kiss him again. "Is the Ka Stone just as-is?"

"It is the Gem, itself. It just has other properties as well," Loki supplied tensely while watching everyone rush around the room to prepare for the worst as the banging sounds became louder upon the outer walls.

"And whatever the Soul Gem is is MIA right? We don't have to worry about that one?"

"No one has seen it in centuries," he repeated in confirmation, "or that would have been the first Gem Thanos went in search of. It is the one that binds the other five together and completes the Gauntlet for maximum power."

"Well, that's something then, right? He won't have the final piece. It could be worse than it already is," Cora reasoned weakly as she ran a hand through her hair. "Who am I kidding…"

"Everyone down!" Maria yelled over everyone else and after they had all fallen silent, it became clear that the booming sounds of impact had moved inside the reinforced building. "That's an order!" she emphasized when Volstagg and Fandral readied themselves to fight instead. They listened to her as everyone else ducked down, the next pound of noise earsplitting. "Brace yourselves!"

In that same instant, the opposite wall shook and then exploded outward, shrapnel, splinters of steel, and assorted furniture bits bursting into the lab and raining down on its occupants.

Loki threw himself on top of Cora and they both went flatly onto the floor, wayward metal fragments slicing into their hands and faces while the same storm of debris overtook the others. Loki grunted when something large and heavy hit them and then bounced off, but a moment of fearful apprehension as to what that something might've been made him look over. The sickness in his gut was nearly overwhelming when his “perhaps” was proven true.

"Thor," he hissed, scrambling off Cora once the debris stopped falling. They were left with a thick fog of dust made up of iron filings and insulation. He crawled to his brother's side and Cora looked up to find that the brave, golden lion of an Asgardian prince was sliced and bruised all over, seeming just shy of unconsciousness. When she shifted her gaze away from Loki trying to aid his brother to little avail, she found Tony lying a short distance away below an imprint he'd likely made in the wall from impact, his suit dented and scuffed while the illuminated eye-slits in his mask flickered dismally. Sif lay motionless near the far wall behind Cora with only half her shield still on her arm.

She met Steve's eyes across the room and then looked to Clint and Natasha, who he'd managed to catch before they could hit the wall and worsen their probably already severe injuries. As Steve set them down, Cora stood slowly and listened to the broken building groan around them as murmurs began to rise up in the quiet. Jane had sprinted over to Thor and sat down next to Loki, both of them trying to figure out what the damage was and resuscitate him.

Pepper had run to Tony, trying to get him out of his mechanical suit. She pulled off the golden mask and it appeared that even inside his suit, despite its durability, he was covered with bruises and fairly severe burns, likely from his suit heating up whenever the Gauntlet's energy struck him. Volstagg and Fandral had hurried to Sif, casting worried looks at each other as they carefully turned her over and checked her shield-adorned arm for broken bones.

After a few moments of their combined—but different—forms of fretting, Loki clenched his jaw and pulled Jane off of Thor, grimacing when she fought him with tears in her eyes. "Let me go!" she shouted at him, struggling as wildly as she could manage.

"Jane, stop it," Loki ordered frustratedly, setting her back down and continuing, "You need to pull yourself together or we may yet lose him. He is alive, that is what matters now, but your panic is not going to heal him. You may need to save him this time… Just remain calm enough to do so, do you understand?"

Jane faltered and then slowly stopped trying to get around him, biting her lip and glancing back toward where Dr. Selvig and Darcy were waiting, her eyes bloodshot from tears. "Right… Okay…," she murmured quietly as she cast one more glance of anxiety toward Thor, then going to join her colleagues.

Cora frowned slightly after taking inventory of those in the room, but it was Fandral who voiced her questions. "Hold on, where is—"

"Hit the deck!" came a familiar yell from the gaping hole in the wall and everyone managed to dive down at the last moment just as Bruce hurtled through the air in full Hulk form, Fury in the crook of one beastly green arm. Despite getting some serious whiplash from Bruce's impact, Fury seemed to be okay and even after hitting the steel lab wall with such force that the metal warped into an imprint of his back, Bruce was up again immediately, letting go of Fury before facing down the gaping maw with a scowl and bared teeth.

When Thanos's silhouette began to show through the thick fog of dust, Steve hurled his shield at the shadow, only to have it slapped away like a wayward frisbee. Staggering to catch it, Steve snagged the shield and glared at the fractionally bionic alien in the floating chair, who simply chuckled mockingly back. "Such weakness. A sad excuse for a frontline in the face of apocalypse."

Before Bruce could attack again, Thanos sent another blast of brilliant red power his way, sending even the Hulk to his knees with a dose of the Aether's deadly darkness. It seemed he'd been holding back before to conserve energy, but now that he'd reached the resting places of three other Infinity Gems, that was no longer a concern. As he passed through the hole in the wall and his eyes fell to said Gems upon the lab table, a greedy, ravenous smile curled his thin lips.

Cora was scrambling for something, anything she could do when she heard Dr. Selvig shout, "Jane, don't!" and she whirled to see Jane pour one last test tube's contents into her makeshift bomb bucket and cap it before haphazardly hurling it at Thanos. He made no move to dodge, given that nothing had much managed to damage him so far, and the bucket made contact with his left arm before exploding.

Cora's jaw dropped when she saw what the concoction of cleaners and compounds did to the monster's arm, which consisted of disconnecting the tissues completely and then eating away at the flesh the liquid covered. In one blow, he'd lost an arm. Too bad it wasn't the one with the Gauntlet.

Thanos roared, snarling down toward Jane and turning to aim the Gauntlet at her, in which a ball of blue and red light was building, becoming more and more threatening. Out of the corner of her eye, Cora saw Loki begin to shift his weight into a lunge to intervene, but he would have been too late. In an instant, Thanos released the mass of unrivaled power, Jane reflexively cringed in preparation for the blast, and Dr. Selvig knocked her out of the way.

"Erik!" Darcy screamed, but just from the look of him in the aftermath, it was plain to see that he was gone.

Cora swallowed hard and heard movement behind her, finding that Thor had finally regained consciousness, if not strength, and held an anguished look upon his face. He'd been awake through it all, but too stunned and weak to move.

She gasped when a yellow glow flashed in the corner of her eye; it was the Ka Stone and it, along with the purple core taken from the Orb of Agamotto, was rising up at Thanos's command. The Cask of Ancient Winters shuddered before shattering completely, sending a deep chill throughout the room that put Cora and Steve immediately in the trenches again. All that remained was the orange Time gem in the midst of ice fragments and it went to join its brothers in hovering before the villain who sought them.

"The time is now," Thanos murmured with relish, turning over his hand so the Gems could settle in their appropriate spaces, the Gauntlet illuminating with new power. "Yes!"

"No…," Cora whispered on a fearful, shuddering sigh, feeling her meager hope waning at the sight of the Gems sending surges of power through the titanic creature, Thanos's eyes alighting with energy as old as the universe, itself.

"The powers of Time, Space, Power, Reality, and the Mind are mine to control," he laughed triumphantly before his white-hot, glowing eyes narrowed, his smile never fading. "And the last… It is here."

"Impossible…," Loki murmured nearby, wondering how the remaining gem—the Soul Stone—could be here. Physically here? But if here, then where?

"One Gem to bind its brothers… And I know where it thrives!" Thanos cackled madly, his muscles purpling with pooled blood and power.

"You lie!" Thor bellowed, grief and rage plain in his voice, pain in the undertones as he hurled Mjolnir at Thanos's head.

Thanos looked to the airborne hammer and a maniacal grin came over his face. "There you are."

He sent a blast of power at the hammer which began as a ball and then thinned into a blade of light, and it cut Mjolnir down the middle. The shock wave it produced threw everyone back—even knocked Thanos off-kilter—and when Cora looked up, she saw the two halves of Mjolnir lying upon the floor nearby.

The inside of the hammer was solid and a system of what could only be called veins—though they resembled the make of a circuit board—threaded through the once indivisible metal head. At the center of the emerald network was a vibrant green gem, not unlike the others Thanos had already taken, and suddenly everything made sense, including why Mjolnir could choose its wielder and how.

Its choices were based on the worthiness of one's soul.

"The Gauntlet is complete," Thanos rumbled with pleasure, beginning to move closer to retrieve his final prize before his real show began.

Cora's throat went dry as she looked his way and then, in turn, at the sights surrounding her. Her fallen comrades, her friends. The bits of SHIELD headquarters littering the floor mixed with their blood and hers. The shreds of hope they'd carried fading from their eyes.

She swallowed against the hitch and her eyes fell again upon the halved hammer with a blooming sensation that bordered on insanity inside her heart. And a question from months and months ago that had bothered her more and for longer than she had ever let on repeated softly in her head. "What makes you worthy?"

The young woman surged to her feet when all others remained still with silent near-surrender, and sprinted toward the final gem. Her watching companions paled and Thanos drew back with a mad, confident laugh to strike her down. Loki was the only one able to find his voice, which was suddenly, utterly desperate. "CORA, NO!"

Next chapter: Chapter 30, "Death & Her Suitor"

[inactive02]

Heimdall x reader:

the opportunity(ongoing): 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

heimdall x reader getting hurt

heimdall x has a big crush on reader short series(WIP)

heimdall x vampire reader(WIP)

heimdall x forced marriage( yes i was inspired but still a WIP)

Heimdall x oc (loyalty binds): 1 2 3

valeria x reader (WIP)

F!reader: Everything’s better when you have company

My request rules: i dont just do GOW

do's: heimdall, freya, sif, valeria (from COD), many marvel characters, arcane, overwatch, fnaf, and many more

dont's: please dont request underage ships, anythings that r***, or any other stuff (im fine with smut too)

you can message me and i will try my best to get back to you with your request.

(I will add more to this as my writing gets bigger)

[sigyns-drafts]

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Norse mythology

Odin

Frigg

Fulla

Baldr

Hodr

Hermodr

Nanna

Hoenir

Jord

Thor

Sif

Thrud

Magni

Modi

Jarnsaxa

Loki

Angrboda

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Skadi

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Eir

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Snv/RoR

Odin

Thor

Loki

Heimdallr

Brunhilde (including all Valkyries)

Hermes

Hercules

Aphrodite

Hades

Shiva + his wives

Rudra

Anubis

Lu bu

Adam & Eve

Kojiro Sasaki

Jack the ripper

Buddha

Qin

Apollo

Poseidon

Smite

Maman Brigitte

Amaterasu

Anhur

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Ao kuang

Aphrodite

Arcane

Ares

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Artio

Awilix

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Chaac

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Nu wa

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Rama

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Set

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Sol

Skadi

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Surtr

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Terra

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The Morrigan

Thor

Tiamat

Tsukuyomi

Tyr

Ullr

Vulcan

Xbalanque

Yemoja

Ymir

Yu Huang

Zeus

Ror!Thor x Fem!Sif reader(A kiss under the evening sun)

Ror!Hermes x NB! Human reader (Enchanting music of the night)

In whistling spirits can be growth (Hades x Persephone)

With an Honorary status, beware the rubble (Odin, Loki, Sigyn, Angrboda)

The unlikely jackal-headed companion (Ror!Anubis x fem!reader)

Bonding by the Nile (Smite!Sobek & Neith)

With parental aid, my cycle's dread will fade (Hel!Reader with Loki and Sigyn)

Slumber in the Divine Boardroom (Gn!Reader x ror!Hades x Buddha x Loki x Poseidon)

Secret crushes and seashells (Ror poseidon x oc)

You remind me so much of him (ror buddha x fem!reader)

[rebeltombraider]

Sorry for the Wall of Text but hey! List of Future Fics in the works? :D 

Okay so... I've been working on SO MANY stories for a while now (plot bunnies drag me around from one to the next, through new stories, while I still work slowly on my current Ao3 fics), but decided to post a little here about everything (story wise) that's been going on with the fics being mainly worked on! 

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Plot Bunnies Currently Making Me Their Bitch: 

MCU - No Title yet, but is going to be an absolute TITAN of a story and series spanning from around 2007 pre-Iron Man 1 to Secret Invasion, with a lot of changes and a lot of additions (including Timeline event changes, Infinity War being an actual 3 to 4 month long war instead of 24hrs, PIETRO SURVIVES without Clint and the kid dying, Ultron is gonna be a far more badass boss fight with a moment of Avengers going "...Why do I hear boss music?", a handful of characters are going to be added to spice things up) and so much more! OC is gonna be Nat's kid via Red Room science (made in a lab) which will go over more in the fic (also other DNA is Yelena's, however there will be ZERO Nat x Yelena here. it will be Platonic "this is my child so i will cut a bitch if anyone hurts them" sort of parental situation. Yelena tends to be Aro/Ace in my fics being written, majority of the time, though there is an idea for an Ace!Yelena and Kate fic i have in mind, but that's for another story) - (OC -intersex afab- x Wanda Maximoff, and a lot of background pairings) - Inspired by "Smells Like Teen Spirit" version by Malia J, "Set It All Free" sang by Scarlett Johansson, and "Can't Help Falling in Love" version by Haley Reinhart 

MCU - No Title Yet, a possible series of oneshots jumping around of Venom!NonBinary!Reader, Yelena Belova, and Kate Bishop platonic besties spreading some chaos and even possibly accidentally helping couples get together - (Background Wanda x Natasha, Pietro x Steve, Sam x Bucky, Tony x Pepper, Carol x Maria Rambeau, Peter Parker x MJ, Maria Hill x Sif, Thor x Jane) - Inspired by "Oath" by Cher Lloyd ft Becky G, "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga, and "Raise Your Glass" by P!nk 

MCU - Waking Wanda - a Dark started story intro that leads to OC being reborn as Wanda Maximoff (though doesn't get flashes of memories until a young child of around 5ish and it's only enough to sort of let me give a reason for character changes Wanda will have, also no "MCU knowledge"). Story will toe the line with Dark status every so often (Wanda has very little problem being an Antihero right off the bat when around Teenage and that carries on as she ages, and has no problem literally killing to protect, more so when it comes to protecting Pietro). Sort of a test story for Darker writings, but ultimately will have a happy ending because i'm a sucker for happy endings. Technically the OC is just a placebo spark for me to change Wanda up a little for a story idea, and the OC stuff itself means very little beyond those "sparks" to induce change which will butterfly effect over time. (Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff, with background Pietro x Sam, Steve x Bucky, etc, etc) - Story was inspired by "Vicious" by Halestorm, and "Sweet but Psycho" by Ava Max 

MCU - No Title Yet, and a smaller fic (and closer to the MCU timeline of stuff, though still plenty of changes and yes, Pietro lives along with Clint and the kid here, too). Will also toe the line with Darker stuff like Waking Wanda will (i'm very fond of writing antiheroes lately...), and OC will have Animal Shapeshifting powers. OC is also a brother to Wanda and Pietro via triplets instead of twins. - (TransMale!OC x Natasha Romanoff, with background Wanda x Darcy and Pietro x Monica) - Story was inspired by "Insane" by Black Gryph0n and Baasik, and "Wrong Side of Heaven" by Five Finger Death Punch 

MCU - No Title Yet, this story will be a fic that doesn't heavily dip into fighting battles at first like the other stories, and instead will be set where Reader will end up in the MCU and steps in where possible (healing ability and also has wings, though you can hide them into a scar on your back) to try to encourage change to bring a bit less pain and suffering to our Avengers. Wanda and Natasha end up dating Reader (triad poly) during Civil War era (bigger changes here, and yes, Reader saves Pietro, there is deff a pattern here for me, i think) after Reader sort of gets pulled in via sticking around after Lagos to heal any wounded (Wanda yeets Rumlow a little more viciously so it clears it just enough to only cause a little bit of roof damage) - Wanda x Natasha x Female Reader - Inspired by "If Today Was Your Last Day" by Nickelback, and "Soldier" by Gavin DeGraw 

MCU - No Title Yet, possibly a small series of oneshots about Wanda and Reader being a Soft!Couple, but also has Wanda and Vision being besties, and Reader and Natasha being besties. Literally just a "feel good" series - Wanda x Female Reader (Reader and Nat being Platonic besties, while Wanda and Vision being Platonic besties) - Inspired by "You and Me" by Plain White T's, and "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves

MCU - No Title Yet, set after Endgame. Natasha comes back via Steve's stone exchange, but she's not really healed from it. Scars, recovering from broken bones, and honestly feels lost. While Clint is dealing with Kate stuff (Yelena goes to help him at Natasha's request, and because she's become fond of him like an older brother as well), Natasha meets Southern!Reader who is a friend of Laura's, visiting from Texas (was also a Marine). Reader and Natasha are a bit awkward at first (Natasha because she's still recovering and unsteady from retiring, thus not really sure what she wants to do now, and Reader due to just being a shy awkward person who still doesn't really understand how people "people"). The two end up helping each other. Natasha helping Reader with moments of night terrors spawned from PTSD of war/battles against other humans and other skirmishes with Thanos' army during the blip era. Reader helps Natasha stop pushing herself so hard during her recovery (physical and mental), and start to stop and just breathe, along with the fear of a truly unknown future. - Natasha x Autistic!Female Reader - Inspired by "Stuck In a Moment You Can't Get Out Of" sang by Scarlet Johansson, "Rise Up" by Andra Day, "Shatter Me" by Lindsey Stirling ft Lzzy Hale, and "All I Know So Far" by P!nk 

MCU - No Title Yet. IM SO WEAK for Vera Farminga that it's unreal (dare i say Wanda Maximoff levels)?! That held my existence hostage and spawned this one here, of Eleanor Bishop x Reader. Reader is gonna be Wanda and Pietro's slightly older sibling (Marvel can pry Pietro's survival from my cold, dead hands) and has powers much like Magneto of the X-Men movies, but also cannot be harmed by metal objects, and has a resistance (read: resistance, not immunity) to more extreme cold and hot temperatures, as well as the abilities extending to Vibranium.

Conjuring Universe - No Title Yet. read above about weakness, RIP. Anyway, Reader will be Ed's sister who portrays a masculine build/clothing (and yes, binder! inc history research of binders and what was common and uncommon in that time era). Will happen around the main 3 Conjuring movies, as well as dabbling in The Nun 2 post credits scene (and extended), and the Curse of La Llorona getting a lil bit of a rewrite. 

[marvelrpmasterlist]

Mini Masterlist to start until this post gains more traction.(Y'all are just the MCU people I know already)

@agentsanders Nathan W. Sanders @amarvelousmencgerie Kara Stark, Steve Rogers, Becca Barnes, Natasha Romanoff & Others! @asoulunbound The Vision, Emma Frost, X-23/Laura Kinney, Kwannon/Psylocke, Mastermind, Valeria Richards & Sonya Falsworth @avengersoul Natasha Romanova/Black Widow @benreillyscarletspider-blog Ben Reilly/Scarlet Spider @brutalage Vandal Savage @deafarcher Clint Barton/Hawkeye @cffidelityy Sigyn @eyes-blazing Emrys-Aiden Lokison {OC} @fatedtragedie So many! @fidelitygoddess Sigyn @ghostspdr Gwen Stacy/Ghost Spider @goddessof-death Hel @ihadnothing Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow @inkdreamt Alex Russo, Anathi Ciya, Daisy Johnson, Gwen Stacy, Lilly Holloway, Liv Rooney & Others! @ithinkmyskullburns Johnny Blaze/Ghost Rider @king-of-darkness Loki @mcumultibitches Alfhildr Eira Sjöfndottir, Sjöfn Ságadottir, Balder Freyrson {OC},Jörmungandr Lokison & Others! @onlyaphcse Katherine Pryde {616} @overclocks Tony Stark/Iron Man {616} @penniesxdimes Frank Castle @pompedia Janet Van Dyne/Wasp, Katherine ❛Kate❜ @positivelybeastly Henry 'Hank' Philip McCoy/the BeastBishop/Hawkeye, Torunn Thorsdóttir @prplhawk Clint Barton/Hawkeye @realgodofthunder Thor @seesbetterfromadistance Clint Barton/Hawkeye @shefatales So many people! @shieldagentcoulson Agent Coulson @shieldagentnatasharomanoff Natasha Romanoff @shieldretired Steve Rogers @starredshield Steve Rogers/Captain America @starwrittenfates Lady Sif @stripesofbrooklyn Steve Rogers/Captain America @taleswritten Daredevil/ Matt Murdock, Eddie Brock, Wade Wilson/Deadpool, Venom, Steve Rogers/Captain America & Others! @theamazingloki Loki @thefastestaround Pietro Maximoff {616} @thetrickshotbarton Barney Barton @theworstonex John Allerdyce/Pyro from the films X2: X-Men United and X-Men: The Last Stand. @torntruth Carol Danvers @wearemarvelousmarvels Lots of people!

[pvthfinder]

🡮 ABOUT

Hi. I'm pvthfinder, a virtual photographer, graphic designer, and multi-fandom blogger. 30+, she/her, queer. No minors, please.

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What content you can expect to see here:

Cyberpunk 2077

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occasional original writing

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🡮 OCs

SIF

Cyberpunk 2077 → Nomad. Driver. Sniper. Busker with an old guitar. Separate story from V. Shipped with fallen corpo asset and walking cyberpsychosis risk Dugald Walker (@mamanewt's OC).

main tag || ship tag || playlist

RIGEL

Cyberpunk 2077 → Corpo. Former Arasaka Risk Management. Heavy weapons and close combat specialist. Following V's story. Ship pending?

main tag || playlist

SAWYER

Cyberpunk 2077 → Streetkid. Cybersec turned hacker, making deals with forces beyond the Blackwall. Musician and indie music producer. Separate story from V. Shipped with AM-3S Version H1.A, aka Amesha (also @mamanewt's OC).

main tag || playlist

DENALI

Warframe → Mesa. An ancient gunslinger newly freed from her duties as a warden, waking up to a masterless solar system and discovering her new place in it.

main tag tbd

[samieree]

Goddess of Muspelheim || GOW Ragnarök

Heimdall x OC

-> Introduction + Prologue  -> masterlist

*Chapter 1 || We have to make some rules*

At first, Amaris wasn't positive about leaving her home world, thinking what had she done that her parents were sending her to Asgard for she didn't know exactly how long. They only told her that it would 'calm the atmosphere' between Asgard and Muspelheim. She didn't want to believe it too much, but all she could do was enjoy the fact that she would avoid the lessons with her aunt and see more of the other world.

Not that she'd never been to Asgard, but it was only at the feasts and she couldn't roam the land freely. Although who knows how it will be now, looking at the fact that she got a nanny in the form of... Heimdall.

Not going to lie, she doesn't know him very well, but she already knows what an asshole he is. And he's supposed to be the best person to make sure she doesn't accidentally hurt herself?

It'll be... Interesting.

"Of course, I love being a babysitter, but we need to set some ground rules." it's already starting, and they barely had time to leave Odin's house...  "You should write it down, you don't look like a person who has a good memory."

"Hey!"

"Rule number one: If you're not dying or losing a limb or something like that, don't scream or talk. Everything bright, clean and clear. Two: I don't care if you're bored. Third: DON'T touch me. Four: I'm not going to do anything with you." and so they walked slowly towards the wall, and she listed all his rules one by one... Honestly, Amaris only tried to listen to him a little, because she knew what skills he had and would probably know if she started ignoring him. "Twenty-fourth: If you get a bump or something, I don't care either, because it'll be YOUR fault." how much does he have? "Fifty-nine: I'm not a punching bag you can try to vent your teenage hysteria on." they go and they go, and he keeps talking... "One hundred and eighty-six: Just because I have to babysit you doesn't mean I'll be nice. " wow, like it's something new... "Rule number two hundred and four: You don't touch me under any circumstances..."

"You already said that." the fourteen-year-old cut him off, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Did I tell you not to talk?" He stopped abruptly and turned to her with his piercing gaze.

"Maybe there was something in the first ten rules..."

"Then you are not to speak." he interrupted her. "Rule two hundred and five..." he wanted to continue and go on as if nothing had happened, but Amaris spoke again.

"And if I do? And you skipped rule two hundred and four because it was before."  she noticed, and ran a little to catch up with him.

I hate children.

"If you do, I'll tie you to a stake in the middle of town, and I'll come only if someone wants to murder you. Do you understand, baby? Great, so rule two hundred and four..." She sighed heavily and rolled her eyes, just wondering how many more rules he'll come up with that she won't remember anyway...

What does it matter? He'd probably make them up anyway, whenever she did something he didn't like for some reason.

"And last, rule three hundred and forty-eight: I'm an adult, so I'm always right." He finished listing all these rules once they were on top of the wall encircling Asgard. "All clear?"

She was silent. He had told her not to talk to him, hadn't he? Well, she won't say anything, as he wish.

"Well, yes, to a child with special needs, I need to clarify a few things... You don't speak without being asked. When I expect an answer, you are to give it to me."

"How do I know you're expecting answer?" Did Odin really think he was the best babysitter here?

Sure, Thor would probably be even worse... And Sif has three children to deal with, but there's sure to be someone in all of Asgard more qualified for the role than Heimdall. She didn't doubt that Aesir had some advantages, but... Dealing with teenagers was definitely not one of them.

"Are you really that dull? I get it, you're young, but so unintelligent?"

"Are you so old that you forget to be clear?" she replied in the same tone. After all, what's wrong could happen to her? He's teasing her already, so why shouldn't she respond to him the same way? He won't do anything to her.

Right?

"Oh ho... The girl wants to argue with me?" Great, he laughed at her. "That's the fun you found to yourself?"

"I have a name, you know?" she snapped back.

"Yes yes, and now it's time for another game so I don't beat you up on the first day..." what? Is he just saying that or will he actually hit her if she pushes him to the brink? More probable is that she'll be the one whose psyche will fail faster, but what if not?

Maybe he'll even threaten to throw her off that wall?

"You said you won't care if I'm bored." But she decided to take the risk of teasing him further. At most, he'd kill her, and then her parents would kill him.

"You see this stone?" he asked, picking up the first stone he came across. She didn't quite know what he meant, but he walked to the edge of the wall and threw it somewhere in front of him. "Come back when you find it. And hope it didn't land on any rooftop."

Is he mocking her? Does she look like the kind of dog who'll take care of bringing back not even a stick, but some stupid stone?

And what's even worse is that Heimdall would know perfectly well if she brought some other stone to get him off her mind, after all, this damn Aesir can read minds.

That's why she didn't plan to participate in this 'game'.

"I'll be back when I find you a better sense of humor, it shouldn't take me long." she muttered angrily, watching him jump on one of the stones and sit on it as if nothing had happened.

Excuse me, this is his job? Lying all day, because few people are stupid enough to climb this wall, and even fewer will do it successfully?

Life is unfair.

"Seek what you want, just don't bother me and don't get yourself killed." I wonder what would happen if I tried to burn his braids... she thought, actually considering this option. Her hands literally burned her to try, even though he probably would have easily dodged her innocent attack. "Don't even think about it, sunshine. You can burn your hands by accident." Now I understand better why no one likes him.

"That would be a low price anyway." she answered.

"Oh, and grab something to eat while you're looking for that stone or sense of humor or whatever..." He waved his hand as a sign that she can go. I'll put rat poison in there... "And don't try to put rat poison or anything else in there!"

She still hadn't moved a step. She gave him a hateful look, which he obviously enjoyed.

When she couldn't bear his piercing gaze any longer, she turned her back on him and sat down on the ground. She quickly heard a sigh behind her and that he was rising from the stone.

"I swear, you get offended the fastest in the nine realms." She didn't react in any way. "Come on child, let's go get something to eat."

Before she knew it, he strode past her, ducking down for a moment, only to grab her arm tightly and start dragging her along the ground behind him.

"Hey, let me go! It's not funny!" no reaction. "I can walk by myself, you idiot!"

"So far, all I've noticed is that you're complaining." He finally released her. Amaris had never gotten up from the ground so quickly and brushed herself off. "Great, now that we've got your little sulk over with, let's go get something to eat. Or at least me, because I don't know if you can use cutlery yourself." After sending her one of his smirks, he moved forward again, and she slowly followed him.

Pff, of course she can eat with cutlery, what a stupid remark... She could even stick a fork in his neck with pleasure.

"Stop thinking about such things, because lest you hurt yourself, I'll have to feed you myself. And I absolutely don't want to." mocking him under her breath, she walked on.

Oh, it will take a long time for her to get used to her 'nanny'... But maybe she will find a way to make his life miserable and not spoil hers at the same time?

One thing is certain, her stay in Asgard will be interesting.

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