#undyingfidelity

[theamazingloki]

@undyingfidelity​

“I was not shouting!“ Loki shouted. Normally, taking refuge in Sigyn’s company was quieting, comforting. Not tonight. Fury - not with her, but unfortunately she was near - churned through him. “I wasn’t... Or, if I was, it was fully warranted.“

[anundyingfidelity]

MEMORIES LOST — Jareth x ofc/fem reader. Ch. 1.

Summary: A mysterious woman falls into the Underground, claiming she does not have memories and not knowing why she is there. Jareth, who's bored and taking slight pity on her, takes her under his wing to ease some of his own misery. Post Labyrinth (1986).

Warnings: nudity, masturbation, voyeurism, manipulation, corruption, smut in general.

Word count: 1,377.

Note: female character is named Leah, but no physical characteristics (such as skin color, hair, eyes, etc.) are described on this story. Feel free to imagine how she looks like.

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This fanfiction is also posted in Ao3 under the name undyingfidelity.

Chapter 1. | Chapter 2. | Chapter 3.

Jareth remembered vividly that day when the woman fell to the Underground.

Sitting lonely on the oblong dark table by himself, he had dedicated the last minutes of his day to eat - almost against his will - the well-done dinner the goblins prepared specially for him. Defeated and feeling weak, Jareth spent the last months trying to forget everything about Sarah and her brother. It was ridiculous. How he had become this bored, shattered man on his own. Of course, his own goblins were kind of fools, easy enough to get them to do whatever he wanted, but it wasn't enough. Jareth swallowed a bite of the exquisite steak, and even if it was fair delicious, his mood often shattered down the smallest of the pleasures he still was able to enjoy as a King, including something as mundane as eating.

But that same night, a little old goblin quickly made his way to Jareth, squeaking and muttering unintelligible noises as if trying to say something but couldn't catch any of his babbling.

"What is it?" he questioned, rather annoyed.

"Majesty, Majesty! A woman! She’s fallen into the Labyrinth!"

A woman? He frowned. No, it couldn't be her. Sarah knew how to summon him and it was completely impossible for someone to enter just like that.

"Goblins found her, Majesty! You must come!"

Were the goblins sure it was really a woman? Worst, she might be even human. Jareth hesitated for a moment after remaining silent. He got on his feet quickly forgetting the dinner, scaring away his subject.

"Lead the way," he ordered.

The little creature guided Jareth to come to the Castle gates, where a small crowd was there murmuring and surrounding the so-said woman, who seemed to lie down on the hard concrete. Once the King appeared, the goblins started to make room for him to get closer to the lady. She was graciously asleep over some piled-up clothes that might have been improvised by the goblins to give her some sort of comfort on the hard ground, and a large beige gown adorned her figure as her chest rose in a calm way, just as the look on her face. How was this possible? He didn't know, but she was right there. He bent down slowly, taking better sight of her.

"Has she been asleep since you found her?"

"Yes, Majesty!" the goblin who guided Jareth said behind his back. "She's been sleeping like a log!"

Jareth came closer, prudent of each one of his moves, noticing a shiny necklace hanging around her neck preciously with a black pearl stone decorating her skin. Fascinated by it, his fingers brushed over the pearl softly. A soft breath went past the woman's lips, her eyes opening wide at the sudden touch. The goblin king backed up a little, letting the mysterious woman sit down in horrid, and before her, the quite grand number of creatures watching her attentively as she moved slowly, feeling eyes over her.

"Where am I?" she panted, looking at the man who looked as human as she did.

"This is the Goblin City, and you're trespassing my kingdom," Jareth explained to her. He was standing tall, towering over her and she looked at him from down below.

"How is it that I am here," she mumbled, holding a cry. Her eyes scanned her surroundings, the unknown place she fell on was strange and she started to feel she was unwelcome there.

The piercing eyes of the man were all scanning the woman, who was kneeling quietly before going to her feet.

"Where are you from?" Jareth questioned her, the globins made enough space around their king and their visitor so she could not escape in case she tried to.

"I- I don't know... I don't remember anything," she stammered, scared of the king.

Jareth tried to go over her mind and thoughts but found nothing, but a blank space and a word that might seem like a name, repeating constantly in her head.

"Do you have a name?"

The woman blinked and swallowed hard before speaking softly again.

"Leah."

Leah.

Leah.

Leah.

Her name was spinning in his head like it was the first time. Jareth took her to the castle after learning he could not read her mind nor find a single memory, which was certainly unusual. However, he felt some sort of compassion in his heart, and the sentiment was strong enough to make him decide to take her with him. Jareth let her settle down in one of the rooms he had and ordered the goblins to take whatever she needed. But as time grew, Leah found herself in debt after not doing more than the bare minimum - such as eating, cleaning her room, reading books from the library, and taking strolls in the city, or at least, what she could see from it.

Jareth wasn't really fond of Leah going out of the castle, but he understood she needed to go out for some time. After two days, she came in very happy of having encountered a new friend. Let's say Hoggle's name was not the best thing to hear for Jareth that day. He still had a bitter feeling over the dwarf, so knowing Leah had befriended him was not good news at all. But he let it slip away, just for her.

Days later, Leah found herself wanting to help in the castle, so she shyly asked Jareth for it. That's another thing he will never forget.

It was, perhaps, the third time in the five days she has been in the castle, that she had dinner with him. Leah normally would be very quiet, but she was right there sitting on the table some feet away from Jareth, asking if she was able to do some of the work along with the goblins.

"Are you getting bored?" Jareth simply asked, a light smirk forming on his lips.

Her face grew hot at his eyes lurking on her. "Maybe..."

"Tell me something you can offer me to have you working around," he told.

"I am interested in cooking, I can learn!"

Leah didn't know a single thing, more than her own name. Jareth tried to read her again after some time, and he just found her hesitant under his gaze. Jareth was very aware he was terrifying and he loved that, mostly because he spent years and years bored and defeated, but having Leah as a companion sometimes was interesting, just like that night.

"You can, certainly."

"Really?" the woman seemed to be taken by surprise.

"If that's what you want, you can go on. The goblins will help you with learning all you want to learn, and you can serve me."

"I will" A smile curled on her pretty face, and Jareth took a great liking to her determination.

He stayed within her thoughts, finding passion and happiness in her head, with so much anticipation of what she would learn. She didn't look past thirty human years, so it was quite curious for Jareth how she lost her memory. Jareth of course would find a way how to do that but decided to wait a little bit more. He got on his feet, his silver plate and the goblet were left empty as he walked toward Leah, who was still in her seat. His gloved right hand cupped her cheek and rubbed it softly with his thumb.

"Why don't you start now, clean the dining room," he ordered.

She felt the heat rising on her, not sure why he was provoking that type of reaction on her body and soul, but his touch, even when the glove was on, felt right and good. And Jareth, of course, noticed this. Leah nodded, holding his gaze, feeling hypnotized by his beautiful and deep eyes. A mischievous smile drew on his face before letting go of her and walking outside the dining room. Oh, she was going to be so much fun to be with.

[ginlovesloki]

The sun.... uhm...🌤 Well, it will get better! ✨💚

Cheers to us for making it to #2022 !!!

[getawayloki]

Can I please get more content of these two? 💞

[seidrborn-a]

@undyingfidelity​ spoke  THUS:     “  follow  my  lead  ”

their courtship has been ... odd,  to say the least.     loki is  more  than  displeased  that he has to do this,  but at least the lady sigyn is beautiful & kind.     indeed they are a good match,  at least as far as his parents are concerned.     loki wonders if thor is enduring this in his own courtship ... if that is even going on.     regardless of his own feelings about ... the future ... loki does his best to be kind to the lovely sigyn;  it is hardly  her  fault that this is happening.     brokering peace between realms is hardly something that she seems to hold any sway over.

their walk is interrupted by the call of his father’s ravens.     loki tenses,  only faintly;  of  course  odin would be watching.     there’s no way he would let his youngest son stray out of his view when doing something so important for the future of the golden realm,  especially when it’s something that he has voiced his displeasure in being required to do.     sigyn seems to pick up on his discomfort,  for she bids him to  ‘ follow  her  lead ’  as she presses into his space,  pulls him in close,  & breathes him in.     but there she stops,  almost ... as if she’s afraid of what comes next.

loki is quick to catch on.     the silvertongue takes her by the waist & pulls her against him before placing a kiss to her lips,  effectively blocking her from being seen by either raven.     it’s not as unpleasant or as much of a farce as he’s planned,  though,  & the prince is not pretending as he rests a hand on her cheek to guide her closer.

[penguinpositivity]

Mothers Day love to @undyingfidelity ? She is such an amazing Sigyn? her portrayal is one of my personal favorites. Her grasp on the mythology is incredible. It makes me feel like I'm around a campfire, listening to mythologi stories, like when I was a kid. She makes it feel like you're sitting there with Sigyn? Any time my character develops headcanons about his mother, hers is the one he seems to keep in his mind. It's Mothers Day as I write this, so Happy Mothers Day, Vali's mum! :D

( and since it won’t let me tag them, @wolfsplit )

[frcstbitc-a]

❆     ―      Her slim pale fingers were stroking around the rim of her wine glass. A smirk on her lips as she looked over at the other goddess. They had history, and mostly not good. Out of anger, the winter goddess had forced the woman to try to save her husband from snake venom. Only a small bowl in her hand as it dripped into it. It wasn’t one of Skadi’s proudest moments, but anger was something she could not handle well and she believed the revenge she had given was well deserved. ❛ Awe come on, you aren’t still angry, are you? ❜ She hummed satisfied before she drank some of her wine. Loving the taste it left behind on her lips.  ❛ It’s so long ago now and he is fine isn’t he? It’s not like I killed him ❜ LIKED FOR A DARK VERSE STARTER // @undyingfidelity

[hvcdrungr]

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sigyn just; same husband, same. -casually steals his drink-

“You are not as sneaky as you think, my dearest wife.”

[fiktivatecken]

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Nonverbal RP Starters:   👉 Point to something for my muse to see || @undyingfidelity

       It was one of those days where she could at least take a moment and enjoy her femininity. Even if she and Vali never seemed to get along but still seemed like they were friends, she always looked forward when she was around his mother, the Lady Sigyn.        She didn’t mind being a helper to her. Standing behind her, she gently twirled and braid her silver hair. From time to time, she would look at the mirror just to get a glimpse of the goddess. She was beautiful. Sometimes, how she wished she could be as beautiful as her. Sjöfn noticed her fiery red hair and she still couldn’t decide if she liked it or not. No one seemed to find it beautiful.

      “My lady, which one of these would you like me to put on your hair?” She showed her two kinds of bejeweled hair ornament that were placed at a table beside her.  

[fcrgedstrcngth]

MUSE ICON MEME (ft. Sanna Laufeysdottir) repost, don’t reblog!

When Happy:

When Sad:

Seeing Something They Want:

When Their Berserk Button Is Pushed:

Seeing Someone They Dislike:

Tagged by: stole it from @undyingfidelity! Tagging: you there!

[theadoptedprince]

Dishonor

@undyingfidelity

“Pray stop shouting and let me explain. I needed a wife - it was the only sure way of halting my father’s intentions of marrying me off to some dull, vile... That doesn’t matter. I mean you no dishonor, Sigyn. Think of it as a holiday; you will know every luxury that life in the palace can offer.”

[wildfirelcki-blog]

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Loki had seen from afar the petite silhouette, blonde, platinium hair on top of it, swaying around at the rythme of her steps. Leaving his seat on the terrace of the palace, he joined her silently and gave her a side smile. “This isn’t the time to go wandering around, Sigyn.”

[anundyingfidelity]

MEMORIES LOST — Jareth x ofc/fem reader. Ch. 2.

Summary: A mysterious woman falls into the Underground, claiming she does not have memories and not knowing why she is there. Jareth, who's bored and taking slight pity on her, takes her under his wing to ease some of his own misery. Post Labyrinth (1986).

Warnings: nudity, masturbation, voyeurism, manipulation, corruption, smut in general.

Word counter: 866.

Note: female character is named Leah, but no physical characteristics (such as skin color, hair, eyes, etc.) are described on this story. Feel free to imagine how she looks like.

In this chapter: Just Jareth watching (spying) his visitor. Warnings of voyeurism.

☕ if you like my writing, support me with a ko-fi !

This fanfiction is also posted in Ao3 under the name undyingfidelity.

Chapter 1. | Chapter 2. | Chapter 3.

The next time Jareth was sure he would not forget about Leah came soon enough. He would not forget her so easily.

The woman was calm and submissive to him, taking in every order and indication the King was giving, either to her or his goblins. She was a fast learner, something Jareth truly appreciated a lot for sure.

Each day that passed in the Castle, was an exciting day of learning new things from the mind of the new mysterious woman doing her way around the place.

A smirk formed on his lips as he looked over Leah through the crystal in his hand. Jareth used to check on her from time to time using the small crystal, and lately it had become more of a daily habit before going to bed. Was it wrong? Maybe. She could do personal things he wasn't supposed to see, but since when Jareth did care about that? He wasn't very fond of moral and good behavior anyway.

Leah was graceful and phisically beautiful, and Jareth liked that. Her appearance and looks complemented the way she would talk to him, like a scared puppy who was barely rescued from a thunder storm, giving all her loyalty and fear only to him, the Goblin King. He really missed the feeling of being feared and respected at the same time.

She was doing excellent by serving and helping around. Jareth even found out she loved working in the Castle when he read his mind some days back. Anything he asked, she did for him without hesitation. He wondered if that could be useful in some other ways.

He was no fool. When he came around, the woman would certainly feel electricity running through her body. A type of energy that was known and uncertain at the same time - something that was trully exciting to her. Leah didn't know why or how, but the Goblin king slowly created this type of masculine and strong energy around her whenever he entered the room, and she grew up to admit to herself she actually liked it.

That night, Jareth observed the woman around her bedroom, taking her dresses and clean clothes to the wooden closet. Once she finished and organized the place, Leah started to undress in front of the full lenght mirror. She took off the straps of her dress slowly, loosing herself in the reflection of her own body, barely recognizing her own reflection.

Leah wondered what had happened before she fell to the Underground. How her life would have been without her being under the orders and the hands of the Goblin king. She didn't remember a single thing... yet. And Jareth found himself again looking after the woman, trying to get back any memory on her mind. But she did not remember any single thing, as in countless of times she tried before in front of the same mirror before going to bed, and repeat the same routine the next day.

She asked herself if Jareth was guilty of her being trapped in the Goblin city. And her thought made him smirk.

It wasn't part of his plans, but there she was. Questioning her own existence in front of the mirror, half naked, with a hand carresing the skin of her neck and her breasts delicately with one word in mind: Jareth.

Her hand found that sweet, prohibited and slightly wet place between her legs. She didn't remember feeling something like this before, but the sting and excitement felt like the first time Jareth laid his hand on her cheek.

The Goblin king became amazed with the girl, touching herself and discovering her own body on what it looked it was the first time - at least that she was aware of. Jareth read her thoughts, finding out he was the reason of her arousal. The simple thought of him creating that sweet sensation on Leah sent him over the edge. He was ridiculously proud and immediately inflated his ego - and his pants at the same time. But he was also bothered knowing he was only able to see her through a miserable crystal.

Sweat ran down her body as she, gently, worked two of her fingers between her legs. Leah tried to hold back her moans, but small whimpers escaped her lips even if she tried to stop them. Her fingers transitioned their slow and delicate motion to a rather fast one, and a weird, explosive sensation built down her stomach, until it felt like she was almost touching the sky.

Jareth noticed she was close. It filled him with excitement and anticipation. He wanted to keep her face coming down from her high on his mind forever. The way she tried to catch her breath and how she bit her lip while her body trembled was certainly a heavenly view. And again, he felt his dick extremely hard on his tight pants, and disappointed for not being there and give her what he knew she deserved.

"One day, little dove. One day," he mumbled to himself, still looking at Leah through the crystal, coming from her high. "Soon you will give in to me, in body, mind and soul."

[ginlovesloki]

What if: Thor and Loki watches Rogers The Musical 😁💚⚡️🐍 they'll be embarassed to see the dancing but they would love it! 😂

[motherofgiantsthree]

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

"And not holding it in will not bring back my children or improve the horrid conditions he's placed them in," the coldness of her response was cruel, she knew Sigyn meant well but this isn't something she thinks will heal even if she shared it. Three of her children had been stolen from her and forced to grow up away from their home and those that loved them. "In fact letting my wrath out may very well give him an excuse to just kill them as I'm sure he'd like to."

[itsalanbaby]

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