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visionsofmagic · 6 months

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day 23: heimdall [dom/sub]

࿓ synopsis • heimdall likes to be on his knees for you.

―❦ nsfw, sub!heimdall, goddess!reader, ownership, necklace, pet names, eating out, cumming, fingering, begging, edging, ‘is all! • 0.7k • it has been a long time since I’ve wrote for him, yet, it’s still so fun! enjoy! [kinktober m.]

looking down, a magnificent sight of purple eyes come into view - they look at you as if the owner of them is worshipping you - well, he does, isn’t he?

or else why he, the almighty god who sees everything - fearful to others, would be on his knees, letting your hand hold his hair, pulling it closer to yourself, making his warm mouth and tongue hit your pussy’s entrance harder, and looking so vulnerable like that.

he’s sure so beautiful that it seems like a daydream rather than reality. weren’t it the sense - the high pleasure coming from your soaking pussy and flowing through your entire body so great, you would think it was a dream. yet, here he is, standing between your inner thighs, hands under them, pulling you closer so that he can taste you better - further as he whimpers, and moans without even knowing how messy he looks - something he will not let anyone see it but for you, oh for you, he can do anything if it satisfies you.

a hand travels on his braids, smiling, biting your lips to shutting your moans for a moment, just watching how amused he is as he eats you so good with his hot tongue. the hand moves to his cheek from there, purple eyes shine brighter, and find his sharp chin only to reach your destination, finding the golden necklace he has around his beautiful neck - your own name written on it.

playing with it, you praise him as the other hand is caressing his hair gently as if it wasn’t the one which pulled it a second ago, “oh my pretty boy - you’re doing so good for your goddess - ohhh, heimdall!”

he smiles widely at the sounds you begin to make when he begins to finger your already abused yet still greedy pussy through the wetness you have, “ohhh - mmmhp! keep going, baby boy, please keep going!”

“anything for my goddess,” he says, shoving both his fingers and tongue into you at the same time and pace - perfect, completely - only he can make you like this - clenching, cumming so many times, being greedy for him and only you can have him like this - on his fucking knees, getting the pleasure he can never have with anything else only by licking and sucking and eating you.

moaning his name loudly, you move your hips, pulling by the necklace, you leave him no time to breathe, to think - only having his mouth full of your cum as your juice flows from you into him, dripping onto his chin, finding the messy floor from there that is covered with wetness because of previous cum of you.

“ohhhh - heimdal! gooood boy - aggh, so good!”

“mmmhp!” he drinks all of it, even licking his fingers as he looks at you - so fragile yet powerful at the same time. “tastes as wonderful as always my goddess,” he adds between his heavy and rapid breathes, smiling at you with pride of making you cum for a few times, earning sweet voices from you, having you ready to take his cock after you give him permission of course.

so, he stays still, obedient as ever, waiting for you to come to your senses, eyes turning to normal, and allowing him to fuck you finally.

“please -“ he says the moment he sees the way you look at him - trying to decide whether you should make him have his hardened and aching cock for attention inside his pants, the bulge staying visible to your eyes, getting him weaker and weaker. “need you, my - my lady - agh!”

kneeling down, you pull him by the necklace once again, nose to nose, you look into his eyes - angelic looking even though he commits the best sin.

“did I allow you to speak, pretty boy?” you tease him, humiliating, and receiving another twitch on his cock - looking at it, you grab it, playing, and sending jolts of pleasure to heimdall’s body, you listen to his cute low moans. “but since you were so good for me, I will allow you to fuck me whatever you want. would you like that?”

he nods, getting up fast after you leave his greedy cock free, holding his pants, beginning to unzip it - lust washes over him, the mind is so blurry, only desiring to have you under him finally - taking control for a while even when doing what you want him to do. “don’t worry my goddess, I will fuck you so good that I will show how good I can be for you.”

❦ tagging: @lilvampirina 🩵 @snowprincesa1 🩵 @dookiemeshibear 🩵 @manuusrw

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 11 months

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Hello (づ ◕‿◕ )づ. Requesting a Yor reader (appearance and personality) x ROR gods (Poseidon, Thor, Indra, and Hades) please ๑(◕‿◕)๑ The reader is their opponent who easily beat them.

-Thorn Princess was the alias of one of the most infamous assassins in the world, a beautiful woman who used long stiletto blades, who would always carry out her missions without fail, or die trying.

-You were indeed a stunning beauty, long dark hair, wearing a beautiful outfit of black, red with rose decals, and gold, you looked so beautiful, even with your icy glare.

-You passed a group of Spartans who had been intimidated by your stoic glare, who also were attracted, but as soon as you were around the corner you melted, covering your face with a shy blush, “That was so scary!”

-In Valhalla, you lived a quiet life, enjoying the newfound peace, you didn’t have to fight or kill others anymore, and you got to enjoy life doing what you wanted.

-With Ragnarok, however, came an offer to battle with the gods, you were hesitant at first, but after Brunnhilde told you that all of humanity would be lost.

-This made you think of your little brother, whom you left on earth after you were killed, and fury grew in your belly, not wanting anything to happen to him and you agreed.

-Partnered with Brunnhilde herself, you walked out into the arena, a shy smile on your face as you waved to some people, children who liked you, you didn’t look like a fighter.

-Your opponent was quick to underestimate you even before the match began and as Heimdall announced the start of the fight, your whole demeanor changed, you turned icy, vicious, as you pulled out your weapons, twirling them expertly, “Please do me the honors of dying quietly.”

-Like you disappeared you charged, easily sprinting in high heels, swinging a kick at his feet, breaking the ground where he had just been standing, only barely dodging before he barely missed the stab with your blade.

-Jaws dropped, as not many in Valhalla had seen you fight, you moved so fast and (God) could feel the strength in each of the blows you managed to land on him, harsh kicks and punches, you definitely weren’t a delicate flower, you were a string of thorns, ready to strike!

-(God) was furious that you were forcing him to defend, else he would have been severely injured already, your blows were so powerful, even without the Volundr.

-Poseidon- You managed to kick his trident from his hands before leg sweeping him, knocking him to his back only minutes after starting the match and you had your blades pointed at him, one at his neck and the other at his left eye. Jaws were dropped that you had managed to easily defeat Poseidon of all gods and you were stunned when the threw the fight, forfeiting to you. Almost instantly your face softened with confusion but stepped back, your intimidating aura fading, and you went to ask why before he was quickly on his knees, taking one of your hands, “Will you marry me?” he had never found such a woman before and wanted you for his own, and your reaction took everyone by surprise. You whole head turned bright red, like you were a pure maiden, and you quickly threw him off, throwing him back before running, holding your face. Poseidon, once he picked himself up from the rubble, was more intrigued than ever.

-Thor- Your raw strength was the result of hard work, that much he could tell, your blows had years of training behind them, you were quite the interesting maiden. You looked so feminine and delicate, but after you managed to separate him and Mjolnir, you quickly proved yourself to the other gods who had been jeering you. Thor tried to grab you, his hands on your upper arms but you were quick to react, bringing your knee to his chin, jarring him and making him drop you before you rolled back before charging. You knocked him on his back, straddling his chest and had your weapons pointed at his face. Thor was still, only for a moment, before his hands came to your hips, “Marry me, Y/N!” your face flushing like you were a pure maiden was not the reaction he was expecting as the crowd all roared from his bold proposal. Your weapons dropped as your hands slapped down on his chest, cracking the ground beneath him as you got free and ran backstage, comically crying. He sat up, a bit dazed as you had knocked the wind out of him before he grabbed your weapons and his own and went to go and find you.

-Indra- Dodged his lightning like was child’s play, infuriating him as you were able to slice him a few times with your blades, missing your fatal blows as he dodged at the last second. You kept a level head however, not worrying over your missed mark, as this was a full-on fight to the death, you had more chances. When Indra finally managed to strike you with his lightning, his jaw, as well as the jaws of everyone else in the arena, dropped, seeing you were okay, just a bit singed as you gasped, “Oh no- my dress is ripped!” his eyelid twitched lightly, you didn’t seem bothered in the slightest!! You patted your dress down for a moment before you prepared to charge again but you were surprised when Indra forfeited the fight to you, making you blink in confusion. Indra then spoke, “Wanna go get a drink with me?” Your eyes turned into spirals as you turned bright red, “What-a drink- like a date?!” he was amused, nodding and you surprised him by quickly turning tail and running, holding your face, which didn’t bother him, finding your dual sides cute as he went after you.

-Hades- Was not expecting you to be so strong, breaking his weapon with one well placed kick when he tried to block it with his bident, shocking everyone, including Hades. Your moves were so fluid, but each one held power, you had been training a very long time by the looks of it, you were a seasoned fighter. When you managed to slice his cheek open before he leapt back Hades spoke, “What are you fighting for, Y/N?” You flipped your blades easily around your hands, “I’m fighting to save my little brother!” your words struck a chord in him as he relaxed, his eyes closing for a moment before he lifted his head, “I forfeit the match to Y/N!” your eyes widened in shock as you lifted a hand to your mouth before he spoke, “We have similar goals, but if gods win, I won’t lose my younger brothers.” Your warm and bright smile surprised him, showing him that you had more than one side as you thanked him. You made Hades curious as you both went backstage as he thought about sending you flowers and an invitation to tea, wanting to speak more with you.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror thor #ror indra #ror hades

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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Long Live The King

Pairing: Jotun Loki x Asgardian F!reader

Warnings: assassination attempt, not much this time, mild fight near end...

Summary: you are an assassin sent by Odin to kill the King of Jotunhiem, nothing could have prepared your for what happened......

Part one-

You sat in your chamber sharpening your dagger when a knock came at your door. "Come." You called out continuing your work. "Lady y/n, the king requests your presence." You heard, looking up seeing an Einherjar standing attention in your doorway. "What does he require?" You asked sheathing your dagger. "He requires your presence." He said again making you roll your eyes "very well, lead the way." You said getting up. Following him down the abandoned halls you came upon the large golden doors of the throne room. "Lady y/n to see the king." He said to the other guards as they opened the door.

You walked in seeing Odin sat on the throne gripping gungnir. "My king." You said placing your fist on your chest going down on one knee. "Lady y/n, glad you could join me." He bellowed through the room. "If I may be so bold, what is it you require of me?" You asked bowing your head. You heard him bang the spear on the floor "leave us." He called out, looking around you saw all the guards filter out. "Y/n, what do you know of the frost giants?" Odin asked making his way down the steps. "That they are cruel, evil beats, monsters your highness that the realms would be better off without." You gritted "very good, I have a task for you." Odin said. You looked up at him furrowing your eyebrows "come, I will show you." He said turning on his heel, his cloak billowing behind him.

"Why not send Thor? Does he not posess mjolnir?" You asked looking at him. "He is too brash, I need someone trained in stealth to sneak in under cover of dark and end him while he sleeps." Odin said "and that's me?" You asked raising an eyebrow "yes y/n, I have seen you train. You are quiet, agile. I believe you best suited for the task." He said. "Very well my king." You said placing your fist on your chest. "Very good, pack only what you can carry, speak of this to no one and meet me at the bifrost within the hour." He said "yes my king." You said bowing leaving the room. You went to your chambers layering your clothing, grabbing your thickest cloak with fur trimming fastening it to your shoulders you grabbed your daggers strapping the holsters to your thighs, slipping another into your boot you grabbed your gloves heading towards the bifrost.

You followed him into a small room behind the throne, walking in you saw a desk heaped with papers and maps. "Y/n, I do not give you this task lightly, but I trust you can handle it." Odin said rounding the desk "and what task is that?" You asked "the King of Jotunhiem has been attacking our allies on Vanahiem and Alfhiem, cutting off trading to the realms." He said shifting through some of the papers. "And there are talks amongst the people that they will try here next. Here, in case you are discovered." He said handing you a scroll. "Their king is ruthless, blood thirsty. He will not stop until he rules the nine realms." He said.

You walked in seeing Odin and Heimdall "my king... gatekeeper." You said bowing. "Y/n, we will have to send you by other means, the bifrost will alert too many." Odin said talking to Heimdall. "Here, take this." He said holding out a small bottle "if something happens and you cannot return you will freeze to death in Jotunhiem's frozen wasteland, This will make it more....bearable." He said as you nodded slipping it into your pocket. "Good luck y/n, may the God's favor you." Odin said "my king." You said bowing. You felt Odin place a hand on your head reciting some sort of spell, closing your eyes your body felt light as his words began to fade to the back of your mind. You felt a cold wind hit you face, opening your eyes seeing the barren landscape of Jotunhiem.

The cold wind blew through you as you squinted in the dark. You pulled your cloak tighter around you, shielding you from the snow while you looked around trying to get your bearings. You looked into the distance seeing Utgard shooting up to the sky "there you are." You said to yourself smiling beginning to walk towards the large structure thinking of a plan. The further you walked the worse the storm became, forcing you to take shelter in a near by cave until it broke. You huddled into a corner pulling your cloak up when you heard footsteps at the mouth of the cave. You got to your feet pulling your dagger out ready for a fight "h..Hello? Is anyone here?" You heard making you freeze. "Please..i...I n...need help!" They called out. You slowly stood looking around the rock seeing a man hunched over rubbing his arms.

"P..please....I don't know where I am!" He called out again. You sheathed your dagger slowly walking out "who are you?" You called out getting the man's attention. "My name is Magnus, who are you?" The man asked. You walked closer taking him in, his long black hair was stiff from the cold, his lithe frame only covered by a green tunic and black leather pants "how did you get here....Magnus?" You asked circling the man "I don't know! One minute I'm walking down the street the next I'm here." He said sitting down leaning against the rock wall. "And how have you not froze to death?" You asked watching him. "I..I j...just got here." He said, his teeth chattering. "Where are you from?" You asked keeping your distance. "I...I'm f..from V..vanahiem." be stuttered pulling his knees up to his chest.

You unclasped your cloak walking over to him draping it over his shoulders. "W..where are y..you from?" He asked looking up at you, his bright green eyes catching your attention "Asgard." You said plainly stepping away from him. "S..so you c..can call t..the bifrost?" He asked pulling the cloak around him. "Yes. But I have to do something first, stay here, remain hidden." You said walking to the mouth of the cave. "W..wait...don't l..leave me." He said getting up. "W..what if t..those monsters show u..up." he said looking at you. You sighed "fine, come on but stay out of my way." You said walking out.

You jogged to the capital, hoping that if you kept your blood pumping you wouldn't freeze, ducking behind a large block of ice you looked at the gates. "W..where is e..eveyone?" You heard Magnus ask next to you. "I don't know, just..stay here I will return shortly." You said pulling a dagger from your holster. "B..but..." he started "I said stay here!" You growled glaring at him as he sunk back down. You crouched down slowly making your way to the gates, noticing the only sound was the wind howling. Your gut was screaming something was off but you would not fail the king. Steadying yourself you continued, crouching down in front of the gated seeing them slightly opened. You looked back seeing magnus's black hair blowing in the wind waving for him to get down you slipped through the gate.

You stayed to the shadows, slowly looking for where the kings chambers may be when you came upon two large ornately decorated doors. "Well, this is probably it." You whispered to yourself. grasping the handle you slowly pushed it open slipping inside. You ducked behind a chair looking around, other then the fire the room was dark, the wall was lined with bookshelves, a desk sat in the corner with papers strewn across it. Seeing another set of doors across the room you slowly made your way to it, gripping your dagger you slowly pushed it open seeing a large four poster bed as someone shifted under the furs. You crouched down, slowly making your way to the side of the bed, standing up you held your dagger up ready to pounce.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." You heard making you freeze. Looking over you saw Magnus leaning on the doorframe admiring his nails. "What are you doing you idiot, I said wait for me." You whisper yelled. You watched as he unclasped your cloak tossing it aside "you aesir....so naive." He laughed stepping into the room. "Wha.." you trailed off, seeing his skin begin to turn blue, his red eyes boring into you. You stepped back looking at the now empty bed "h..how did..." you stuttered hearing him laugh. "A simple illusion, although I don't expect your tiny brain could comprehend it." He snarked walking closer.

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You gripped your dagger "so, who are you really then?" You gritted watching him slink closer "oh, where are my manners, i am Loki Laufeyson King of Jotunhiem." He said smiling holding his arms out. Taking in his height he was much taller then you but much smaller then a frost giant. "I did not know the jotuns had a runt leading them?" You snarked. "You will take care how you speak to me asgardian." He growled "well, we won't be speaking long." You said lunging at him but he was much quicker, grabbing your arm he flipped you over his shoulder, your back hitting the floor hard. Gasping for air he straddled your hips, his knees pinning your arms down as he smiled down at you. "Oh, I disagree, we have much to discuss, but that can wait." He smiled placing his hand on your forehead he said something you didn't understand as you were pulled into darkness......

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greatlydelirious · 1 year

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧

I always tell you guys I’m working on stuff, but I wanted to share the specific fics I’m currently working on.

All is Fair - Aemond Targaryen x F!Reader

summary: Arranged marriages are commonplace to keep peace in times of approaching war, but what happens when the people meant to be wed have a sorted history?

warnings: rough smut, fluffy aftercare, minor injury

Immortal She - Tommy Shelby x F!Reader

summary: Tommy Shelby becomes infatuated with the Solomons sister who has more lives than a cat and sharper wit than a whip.

warnings: smut, slow-burn, angst, injury, violence, fluff

Forever Jealous - Bo Sinclair x F!Reader

summary: When a new group stumbles into town you catch the eye of one of the men with your tight outfit and sweet smile. Bo doesn’t like it. Not one bit.

warnings: rough smut, PDA, possessive behavior, angst, fluff

Crucible of Desire (VI) - Karl Heisenberg x F!Reader

summary: There is only one thing to do with a witch.

warnings: heavy angst, violence, injury, fluff, smut, possessive behavior

Etched in Blood - Simon “Ghost” Riley x F!Reader

summary: Love is more than skin-deep.

warnings: angst, mentions of past trauma, soft smut, fluff

When I’m Gone - Captain John Price x F!Reader

summary: “No strings attached” doesn’t work when you’re madly in love.

warnings: major injury, slight gore, angst, possessive behavior, fluff, heavy petting, implied smut, happy ending

Old Habits - Kratos x F!Reader

summary: Kratos worked hard to change himself from the impulsive, angry man he once ones. However, old habits come to the surface when another man tries to take what's his.

warnings: smut, possessive behavior, manhandling, jealous Kratos, fluff

Of Gods and Men - Kratos x F!Reader

summary: The duality of love and grief is something not only men, but Gods struggle to come to terms with. Fate is tested when this concept gets in the way of a destined pair.

warnings: slow-burn, angst, mentions of violence, injuries, fluff, heavy petting, love confessions, love triangles, smut, lore heavy

Friend or Foe - Heimdall x F!Reader

summary: Heimdall will always prove a point.

warnings: smut, established relationship, sparring, power imbalance, Heimdall being his smug self

Late Night Confessions - Lester Sinclair x F!Reader

summary: The youngest Sinclair was star-struck by you since the day you stumbled into Ambrose. Little does he know that you’ve fallen for him as well.

warnings: heavy petting, over clothes smut, fluff, Bo being a dick

I’m going to go dark again so I can get most of these finished because I get very easily distracted. I’ll probably only reappear to post a finished fic and dip right after to finish another one and repeat that cycle until I get these done.

#aemond targaryen x reader #tommy shelby x reader #bo sinclair x reader #karl heisenberg x reader #john price x reader #kratos x reader #heimdall x reader #lester sinclair x reader #simon riley x reader

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artsykidwolf-2000 · 1 year

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Heimdall x Valkyrie reader

General headcanons for my first request. 🙂

Hehehehe~ I knew you were gonna do this my friend and ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE!!! Prepare to have your heart squeezed and body feel fuzzy wuzzy! 🫰🫰🫰

Heimdall simps I still see you 🫵

HEIMDALL × VALKYRIE!READER HEADCANONS

Rating: mild with a side of angy boi with glowing eyes

Warnings: mild suggestions, mostly Heimdall being an ass and reader being somewhat of a tease 😏

Requested by: @grand-admiral-luna 💜💛💙

★★★★★★★★★

When you first came to Valkyrie training in the walls of Asgard you were pretty much the odd one out of the other trainees. You barely had a sense of flying but had pretty good fighting skills. You were still pretty young in your immortal years but even then your peers treated you hard. After the first few years of your training, and flying got a little better, you seemed to have caught the eye of a young man around your age. His name was Heimdall.

Heimdall, even when he was younger, was hard to get under personal wise. He would mostly spend his days training, watching the wall, eat and drink, sleep and repeat. His bifrost powers and foresight was pretty annoying at times when you two were near each other and Baldur & him messing with you while training. Extra annoying.

As the years flew by he started to become... something different. He wouldn't annoy you as much as Baldur would and he would just watch you from the Wall as you flew and tried aerial combat with the older Valkyries. One time when an updraft accidentally threw you off your balance when landing on the wall, Heimdall grabbed you by the arm. Your eyes made contact and the young god just scoffed and told you off for being annoying to him!

You then hatched a little scheme in your head that night. You chuckled at the idea.

The next morning you flew out to the Wall just before Heimdall's shift for the morning. You hid out on a ledge just below a watch post. You chuckled lowly. You just wanted to scare Heimdall one way or another even if you knew it will fail. You just wanted to get his attention.

Once he was near the watch post you popped out super quickly, thinking he was in the middle of the stand when he was on the railing, and you stopped. Nose to nose. His eyes seemed wide but you were to enamored by them.

"trying to scare me? Nice try Sunshine, but you came close to headbutting me" he quipped.

You pouted in his face and ruffled your wings. Then you realized. You got his attention! Successful with dumb luck? Yes.

Over the next few months of meeting up with him in the watch tower before practice, you started noticing something. He was giving small smiles to you, then he started bringing you an apple when he was usually the one to only have one.

"An apple?"

"yes take it or leave it, I'll give it to Huginn if you don't! Starve for all I care!"

"No, No! It's just...a lovely gesture, thanks...Sunshine" you smirked at him.

He had a light blush on his face.

"There's nothing lovely about it...Buttercup!"

You blushed hard at the new nickname. You looked at him in the eyes and your thoughts were bouncing all over the place. Love? Not love? Yes?! No?! AGH!!!

"Shut up your accursed thoughts...it's not helping"

You blushed brighter, that's when he yanked you into his body and held you gently.

"I'll shut them for you if you're gonna be so useless"

You beat him to the punch. You said f*ck it in your mind and kissed the tall golden god straight on the lips. Your wings wrapping around him. He gladly kissed you back. Wrapping your hands and fingers into his soft golden braids was heavenly. He seemed to like it too! He held you by your waist and massaged little circles into your sides.

What felt like hours but only minutes you pull apart from your make out session.

"Is that all you got Sunshine?" You quipped.

"Since you stole my catchphrase, I'm up for a challenge in the future, Buttercup"

As you're now dating Heimdall, he loved getting his head massaged and scratched after a long day. He leans into your touch every time. You love it when he holds you in his arms and listen to his sweet voice and he knows how to sing as well surprisingly! Don't expect him to do it outside private areas like his room or yours or on the Wall. Let's just say some nights were a little bit more heavenly when you both had a rough day.

He loves it when you cover him with your soft fluffy wings! Giving him gentle kisses to drown out his overwhelmed brain.

There has been rare cases of Heimdall hugging and kissing you outside private areas. By that time your relationship was through the roof and into the clouds. Odin had nothing to worry, until everything went south come Baldur's death. Don't worry, you weren't gonna let ANYTHING happen to him. Even if it meant some sacrifices had to be made from both of you.

#god of war #god of war ragnarok #heimdall x reader #heimdall #valkryie #valkyrie reader #god of war x reader #god of war ragnarok x reader #heimdall gow

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rei64bit · 1 year

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Heimdall x Reader ⎯⎯ From Dusk till Dawn [Chapter 1]

Night 1 (Heimdall X F!Reader)

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✎ Summary: Fanfic of reader married to Heimdall cause Odin wanting a grankid.

✎ Word count: 1.2K

✎ Title: From Dusk till Dawn

✎ Chapter: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] ...more // trying to publish as much as possible.

✎ Note: Im not really a writer, its the first time I want to write something on a character I like alot.

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Most of the time he guards at his post on top of the wall till nighttime and will come back to his room to rest, but from yesterday he started to stay up there till early morning.

You have been laying on bed facing away the door and almost falling asleep, and footsteps can be heard outside the room and approaching the door, you flinch at the sudden movement of someone bursts into your room or perhaps the room that used to belong to your husband, Heimdall and now belong to both of you.

Expecting him to start belittling you and spitting whatever insult that can make you shrink and wanting to run away, but the only thing you heard from him is nothing but a long sigh. He sounds tired. Unlike the other Aesir who usually spend their whole night in the Black Thunder getting drunk, feasting and flirting with women, your husband never join in as he who is utterly unpopular in parties due to his habit of talking shit to whoever that come close to him, that why wherever he goes, everyone will make sure to stay away from him at least 10 feet away but that doesn’t stop him to constantly read people mind knowing how dirty, lustful and fucked up people can be.

This marriage was a mistake, you think. You don’t like the idea of being tied to others especially someone who can read mind and intention, its like starting you naked. Heimdall too didn’t like this at all, he couldn’t stand the idea of sharing the same private space with others that might have bad intentions or worse. “Nobody ever says what they mean, there is always something behind their action, lie and cheat to get what they want.” Heimdall once muttered to himself on his wedding day that was held days ago.

Your body tense up as this is the first time Heimdall came back to the bed chamber after the wedding. Both of you get married even before you two know each other a little.

“…” should you say something like ‘welcome back’ or ‘how was your day’? You don’t know, hel you don’t even know how he will react if you—

“Save it.” Heimdall cut off your thought. “It’s not like we care for each other”

Cold word but it’s true, both of you don’t know each other, no hate no love it just nothing.

It is what Odin wants, the All-father wanting his son to produce a grandkid who is stronger and better or maybe can have some new power. All his sons are already married, except Heimdall who keeps rejecting the proposal of getting marriage.

The moment Odin knew your newfound ability is capable of changing or manipulate people feeling and intention toward you, he can’t stop thinking what if you and Heimdall have a kid, maybe a grandkid that can read other’s mind and alter their action and intention toward others. This is a jackpot for Odin, a new spawn to spare to use and alter his fate, the Ragnarök. This time Heimdall objection fall into deaf ear, one look into Odin his father steel cold eye, he shut his mouth and agree on the marriage. Knowing this is his duty as an Aesir god and obey the All-Father wish. This is also the reason why Heimdall has been hanging around the training field, putting the rage on Helmets by beating the shit out of them.

“There are rules I do hope you remember” Heimdall said while removing his sword Hofuo from his belt and put it on the desk forcefully.

“First, make sure you change to clean clothes when you back to the room to rest, I do not want our room to get filthy by blood or any dirt that you might bring it back with you.” Ah, I married a clean freak you think of yourself.

“…Second, you can’t tell anyone what you see or know of me in private. Since we sharing the room there is no way of me completely avoid you.” Did he think of you of someone that will badmouth their husband, you need to stop the urge of rolling your eye. What a—

“And the last, Do. Not. Touch. the diary I put on the table. And you do know I can hear your thoughts, right? so please stop your awful thought, its immensely annoying, Wife.”

“…” Yeah right, he can hear your thought. There is no privacy when the god of foresight is around. And the last word sound sarcastic but you can’t tell.

“You know for someone like you who doesn’t talk much, you sure have a lot on mind. It’s best you just stop thinking about those nonsense and sleep now, or you can stay on top of the wall all night, by all mean” His white tunic is now hanging on the chair. The whole room suddenly went dark as he put out the candles on the table with his finger and now sitting on the bedside he sighs again.

“I’m going to rest now, do me a favor just don’t do anything that will wake me up, unlike you I only have less time to rest and lot of work to do to protect this realm.”

“G..Goodnight” That the only word you gather enough courage to say and there is no response from him. You know he is not yet asleep, obviously he is ignoring you or he just doesn’t care enough.

Even though you didn’t turn to the side to peek, you can feel that he is just a few inches away from you as you can sense the warmth from his side, and a slight turn you might touch his back and you do not wish to anger him, he might feed you to Gulltoppr.

It’s been almost an hour and you really can’t fall asleep at all, not when there is another sleeping next to you like this, yes, he is your husband, but you don’t even know him much other than what you heard from the Asgardian that he is rude, ignorant, spiteful piece of –. SHIT you really need to stop thinking out loud. But he didn’t say anything back to you so far, maybe he is asleep right? Probably he is asleep, Heimdall is not someone who will miss the chance of being rude to anyone.

Can’t believe you are sharing the room with Heimdall, who is sleeping right next to you. OH WAIT how he sleep look like? Now you are curious, did he sleep curled up in a fetus pose? A stomach sleeper? Or like a starfish HA that’s hilarious! Curiosity kills the cat; you are getting a little impatient and slowly you turn around one move at a time to check on him and trying to not make noise.

Since it’s pitch dark as he put out the candles, you really tried your best to see. Start from the bottom you can see his legs slightly curl up, and you his toes is facing you. You skipped a beat; cause that only means he is facing you. YOUR SIDE. Rapidly your eyes jump to look at his face. You can’t see anything other than that iconic glowing pair of eyes. Piercing at you.

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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)

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

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⎯ one in nine realms [mini series]

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▸pairing: heimdall x f!reader [god of war: ragnarok version]

▸summary: after atreus’ sudden disappear you decide to bring him back to home. to bring him back, you visit the asgard and so many advantures at the door. however, the most unpredictable one is to fall for odin’s right hand man, heimdall. he is something else and eventually, you find yourself wanting him to be a good boy. maybe he will listen?

▸wc: 2.3k [for the chapter]

▸warnings & tags: in general; some mature scenes, heimdall is lapdog of odin, he is arrogant and cocky, not a certain relationship with kratos such as a dad figure (for now because I couldn’t make a certain thanks to my love for kratos), travelling in realms, y/n is a goddess and she has a great power, she is an original characters as her power/s are made by me, heimdall become sub (sometimes), pet names (like sunshine, pretty boy, good boy, honey) – for the chapter; pet names/nicknames, heimdall is being an asshole, y/n is confident, touching, exposed skin, travelling, mind reading

“Where is Atreus?”

The question made the three of your visitors keep their silence. While your big smiled face was leaving its place to concern one, Mimir tried to break the silence, “He is gone, y/n. We are estimating that the boy gone to the Asgard, to meet Odin.”

It took for a second for you to reply because Kratos concern looking gazes towards the forest made you feel sad. Everyone knew how he cared for his little boy, Atreus and now, he was concerned about his safety. As you made your way to Kratos’ huge posture you tried to calm your own inner thoughts about Atreus’ safety.

“Kratos –“ You touched his shoulder, giving a light squeeze, “Don’t worry. He is a smart and strong. I know he is okay.” Even if you were worried about him, your words were true. In your past journeys with Kratos and Atreus who were the ones saved you from a dangerous dragon years ago, you witnessed how Atreus has grown as a strong and smart boy like his father. Because of the bond you have with them, you didn’t wait any longer to express your plan, knowing Odin very well thanks to your past events with All Father’s lies. “I will go and bring him back.”

Freya took a step further, “No, y/n, it is dangerous. You can’t go alone. Heimdall and Thor will be there.”

You tried to put a smile to Freya who was another person you liked most, alongside with his brother. “Thor? Oh, don’t worry about him. I will not step back to cut his face again, if this would be what he wish.”

“You fought with him?” Kratos asked curiously.

“Of course she did!” Mimir’s playful tone came from Kratos’ back, “She fought with more than half of the Asgard. I didn’t joke when I said she is a beast when we first found her, brother.”

You chuckled at Mimir’s compliments, “Thanks for genuine words my friend.”

“Ah, always young lady.”

“So,” You focused on Kratos, “Do you trust me?”

“Hmm.”

“Then, let me bring him back.”

“But –“ Yes, Kratos was fond of his son, Atreus, but he also has a bond with you. He didn’t want you to be in a risk that he put you.

To ensure him that you will be safe, you smiled, cupped his right cheek, “I will be fine. So do Atreus.”

After spending some time looking at his eyes, you made sure he was giving you approval. So, you picked up your gatherings and weapons, putting them on your back as they vanished from others’ eyes but kept remained for you, Freya spoke,

“Odin closed the gates. How will you go to there?”

You pointed the golden bird who was standing on a tree next to you, “If Odin has his own magic, so do I.”

Freya smiled, “Of course.”

The golden bird whose name was Trisc, landed on your shoulder, looking at the other three happily. “Now, Trisc,” You caressed her head, “You know where we are going.”

She nodded and began to whistle a song in a low tone. As the Midgard’s, your home’s vision become blur, Kratos said, “Be careful.”

You nodded, “Always.” And with that, your body vanished and a minute later, you were in front of the huge walls of the Asgard.

“Oh c’mon!” Your golden colored blade cut the last remaining creature’s head off, giving you a time to relief. How many creatures were there? You thought Asgard will be safer than other realms but clearly, Odin just made his own palace safe and well. Others, who stayed Asgard, behind the walls, didn’t concern him.

‘Oh, he never changes.’ You thought while climbing the last part of the wall. He always thought about himself. He even didn’t pay attention to his family. Thor, who you fought deadly, was the saddest one for you. He just wanted to be in peace but Odin wanted him to do his dirty jobs. You really had so many nights thinking about how these people believed, respected and stayed right beside Odin. Their All Father was nothing but a liar.

After reaching the top of the wall, you came up on the wall with one last force. While taking fresh breaths, you took some time to relaxing your muscles. ‘It was easy peas' but boring’ you thought to yourself as the Asgard’s peaceful side came to your scene.

There were people who were forging weapons, having little chats, going to bar, and minding their own business. Valkyries were all over the place but none of them paid attention to your figure. You wanted to laugh at how they saw themselves as higher living things than others who couldn’t even see a woman who was standing the right in front of their eyes.

You guessed they believed Heimdall, the one who saw and hear all as Mimir said, without thinking twice. You didn’t meet with Heimdall, the one who so many people afraid of, in your previous years. You just heard his name and abilities. They said how he was the protector of Asgard and lapdog of Odin, as Mimir said again. He was able to see all but he wasn’t one that could be more powerful than you. However, your curious side really wanted to see him, meet him and you knew, with this journey, you would definitely meet with him.

As you made your way to the palace, as you thought it was a palace, some gossips began to audible from right and left sides. People were trying to guess who you were. They never saw any unknown woman in here most likely because they were really surprised. You didn’t pay attention to any of them. You were here just for Atreus. So, they were none of your concern but when someone said your name, you stopped on your trail.

“It’s Y/n!” One of them said, probably a dwarfs who was prison of Odin. “Who is Y/n you dumbass?” Other asked, keeping her gazes on your body. “You are the dumbass! She is a Goddess. She is far from our realms!” Other one laughed, “A goddess? With that delicate body, she only can be a human.”

You wanted to smile at their comments but kept moving instead. You were no longer a Goddess, as you wanted to not to be. You held your power still but you denied using it. Instead of your nature power, you just used magic and became sorcery after being a God meant nothing to you. You wanted to help people but you didn’t want them to see you as an outsider like these Gods and Goddesses. You wanted to be part of them. After using magic instead of your power, you really became friend of people.

So, without giving them any hint about who you were, you just went to the palace. Standing outside, you knocked the door, gently.

After waiting for some time, you knocked it again. When you were ready to knock for the third time, you heard a deep but playful voice behind you, “Well well well. Isn’t this my lucky week? Two strangers at once!”

You rolled your eyes and turned around to look at who were keeping you from your job, reaching Odin. The moment you saw him, you just thought how beautiful his eyes looked. Maybe it was because of the color of them but he certainly had wonderful eyes that made people look them without minding any other business they had. No, you hadn’t a favorite color but purple became looking so good to your eyes.

His lips stopped with a grin-like expression, looking proud of himself but you couldn’t tell why he felt so good suddenly. Instead of questioning who he was, you just asked, “I came here to see Odin.”

He rolled his eyes, “I really don’t understand how everyone thinks it is this much easy,” raising the thumb and forefinger, showing the short gap between them, he said, “to meet with All Father.” He took a step to your body, making you feel short because of his a bit taller size. “Are they giving something that makes your minds go dummy?”

You crossed your arms over your slightly exposed breasts, analyzed him from head to toe while realizing how his armor looked expensive and clean. He must be him.

You smiled, “From the attitude, I am guessing you are Heimdall.”

He smirked, “So, you are not that dummy after all, honey.”

Being a cocky person, having expensive and clean armor, treating you like a dummy and using pet names… You couldn’t expect much from the sons of Odin, could you?

Without introducing yourself, you just said, “I am here to meet with Odin. Where is he?”

He looked taking back from your question, “Didn’t you hear what I said?” He kept walking around you, looking at your body shamelessly, “All Father is not someone who you can meet anytime you want.”

He stopped right behind you. As he bent over your right soldier to look at your eyes, you felt his fresh breaths on your exposed shoulders because of your clothes which were a strapless black and golden colored armor top that covered your breasts and a black pant that completed with furry golden boots. His purple eyes were so close, and because of being taller than you, his nose were nearly touching your cheek effortlessly, making you want to get out of there because after all, he was Kratos’ enemy.

“Why are you here hon?” He looked angry for a moment before talking playfully again, “And how you crossed all the way to here without me seeing or hearing it?”

You took a step forward, saving you from his breath taking aura, “Well, this is the question you should ask to yourself, hon, not me.”

Even if you were trying to sound calm and confident, his effects on you were insignificantly effective. How come he took your breath away like that? This had to be some trick he used on you. Definitely. Nothing more.

“Oh, no, no-“ He began to speak but stopped for a second like he wasn’t sure to say it or not. “I don’t use tricks. I do not need them sunshine.”

Again with nicknames. And how stupid of you was this? You forgot that he was able to read minds, getting their real intentions. Did he read your mind when you first meet with his beautif – dumb eyes?

“Thanks for the compliment.” He said, smiling now. Oh, how you wanted to punch him in the face now. However, you reminded yourself your main purpose, taking Atreus back.

“If you read minds, then you know why I am here.” You looked at the Asgard’s view, “Where is he?”

“The half-breed boy is doing something for the All Father with Thor.” You both surprised how he suddenly became honest and Atreus doing a job for Odin with Thor. The whole situation was blowing your mind. If Kratos could be here –

You stopped thinking about them to prevent giving any unwanted information to this lapdog of Odin. So, you thought about Odin again.

“Then, I will wait here ‘till he comes back.” You smiled at him. If he wasn’t letting you meet with Odin, you would wait for Atreus to come back, then, you would return to home. Also, even if it was filled with the living things that you hated, the Asgard was beautiful. You would enjoy to travelling around it ‘till Atreus come back.

The moment you began to walk, curiously looking at the Asgard, trying to find an interesting thing to visit, Heimdall’s taller body stood right in front of you in a heartbeat, preventing you to take a further step. He waved his hands in front of his chest, “Oh, no, no, sunshine. You can’t wait here. Actually,” He showed the walls, “You have to go.”

You looked at the walls, then him. Every time you looked at his purple shining eyes, you couldn’t help but feel – good. How he had this personality with these beautiful eyes? It was sad.

You took a deep breath, “I will not leave ‘till Atreus is back. So,” You closed the gap between your faces, making him surprised and flushed a little bit because of your sudden confident move, not expecting it. “Either get out of my way or I will make you.”

Among the silence you two held, you studied his face better thanks to the closeness. Yes, you too flushed but this wasn’t something you wanted to hide. And how wise was it to try hiding something from a God who read minds without asking for permission?

You looked at how his eyes sparkled again and again. His face was clean, looking delicate but at the same time sharp. His braided golden hair made you want to touch and feel them because of its perfect and soft looking. The color of both his eyes and hair was something admirable. If he wasn’t acting like this, you could almost call him as one of the most lovely but also handsome Gods of the nine realms. But no, he was just the cocky son of Odin.

While thinking about these things, you saw how his face changed from self-righteous to resentful. Why he found your thoughts scathing? He didn’t need anyone’s acknowledgment expect Odin. Did he?

Suddenly, he moved from you, “Uhh –“ He tried to say, make a sentence, “I –“ He looked at you one last time like he was thinking about your last question. Maybe he was thinking how you made him feel? Wait, did you made him feel something?

As if he heard your thoughts again, he turned away. “Whatever.” Was the last thing you heard from him. You tried not to smile. Oh, this was going to be fun.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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Cross My Heart Hope You Die || Heimdall X Reader

Chapter 4 - Vanaheim

This was not going great, mother's protection ward had not been able to hold so she had to turn into her falcon form, the dwarf was being his usual self, and now he had been taken by something. What it is, I suppose we will find out. I also saw the destruction caused by the war and the Einherjar that still occupy the place, the people gone, buildings destroyed, my lust for vengeance increases the more I see.

I could hear the breathing and heartbeats of the people around us, there were many people. I saw Brok strung up by his ankle, shit. Is this a trap set by the Aesir? Maybe Odin found out about my mother trying to break her binding curse and is trying to stop that. Maybe he wants to kill us all, kill her, kill Kratos, kill me. I grab my bow, put an arrow in and draw it. "Now what do we have here?" A man asks from the dark alcove infront of us, I aim my bow in that direction.

"Ol' one eye send another god to do his dirty work?" So he wasn't Aesir, his heartbeat hadn't faltered so he wasn't lying. He lit a torch and he appeared, he was kind of handsome, in a sort of roguish way. "Thor too busy?"

"We don't serve Odin." I say, he looks at me and his eyes widen, tears start swelling up. He clasps his hands together, "F- Freya?"

"No, her daughter."

"Ah, the eyes, I see it now, not my sister. Then you do serve Odin, your the spawn of her and that prick." So this was Freyr, he drew his weapon and the people I already knew were here came out of the shadows. "Now, now, no need for threats, brother." Freyr looks extremely irritated then. "I-I'm not Odin's, I swear to you." He doesn't listen, he's too focused on the head, Mimir, that was his name. "Oh, I know that voice." Kratos holds Mimir up to the view of him, he looks and lets out a menacing laugh that sends shivers down my spine. "You know, I'd cut of your head, but it seems somebody beat me to it."

"Aye, quite observant, brother." He lets out another laugh and I feel unable to breathe, this will become so much worse if my mother doesn't intervene. "No, you're no brother of mine. You sold my sister to that prick!"

"We brokered a peace!" That didn't go to well though, did it? "Oh! Did you now? Where is it, hmm? And where is my sister? Some dungeon in Asgard? Is she even alive?" I wanted to scream that she was here, that she was fighting to come back to him, but I couldn't speak. I was afraid of the possibility that I'd have to fight my family. "Answer me!" He screams at both Mimir and myself. "Guess we'll settle for blood."

My mother flies in, "Stop!" She shouts as she does. Oh, thank Ymir, that she's here. "What is that? Why do you speak in her voice?"

"It's me, Yngvi. There's no time to explain, just listen. This is my daughter, from a mortal man after I left Asgard, and these men are in my service. I'm here to reclaim what's been taken from me." He stepped towards her perched form carefully, "It's too late, you can't undo what's been done."

"I can, I will. Now, let them pass." She flies away and Freyr chases after her but is unsuccessful. "So, you serve my sister?" Kratos nods his head slightly, "Well, don't we all. Cut him down." Brok is swiftly cut down from where he was strung up and landed ungracefully on his ass, I smirked at him as he rubbed it, he gave me a disdainful look for doing so. He goes to reunite with his friend he mentioned, it was a woman, a dwarf like him.

I don't know who to follow Kratos, to upgrade his armour or Freyr, because he's my family, I remember Freyr's threats and angry glances and choose Kratos. "What will it be?" Brok asks him as he goes up to the forge.

"Heya, the name's Lúnda, you?"

"(Y/n) Freyasdottir." I go to shake her hand and she takes it, her grip was strong, very strong. "It's nice to meet ya, Goddess."

"I'm not a goddess, I'm half-mortal. My magic is shit, the only things I can do is be logical, sense things well, and I have perfect aim."

"Still more divine than the rest of us. You said you have perfect aim, show me." I did as she asked and sent an arrow into a nearby branch splitting it in half. She watched the arrow fly and struggled to see it but when she did, she seemed shocked and impressed. "Nice, let me see that bow o' yours." I pass it to her and she examines it.

"I made it myself." I say, hoping she would be more impressed with me. "I can see." She was not impressed, "How 'bout this, I make you a better bow and a few more daggers, better than those rusty ones you have at your side and in return you owe me a favour, an I owe you?"

"What kind of favour?" This made me wary, I didn't know this dwarf well and I didn't want to be in her debt but if I actually take part in this war then I'll have to be prepared and this could be a step in the right direction. "I'm not sure yet, I just want a goddess in my debt." That was fair, I suppose. "So do we have a deal?" She puts her hand out for me to shake and I hesitate, this could go very right or very wrong. I shake her hand. "They will be ready for you tomorrow morning." I give her a small bow in thanks and she scoffs, hopefully I haven't made a huge mistake.

"Sorry we got off on the wrong foot there. We're pretty used to only seeing Aesir in these parts, don't typically get friendly faces."

"Is it just the Einherjar around now?" I had to know, if any of the actual Aesir Gods were in Vanaheim that could be an issue for all of us. "Yes. The last god to come down was Thor a couple years ago, he killed a lot of good people." Odin's enforcer, murderer of my father, and my people. "I'm sorry, that must've been difficult." His eyes met my own, his eyes showed how distraught he was, I can't imagine what it's been like, he thought his sister was dead and he had to lead a small rebellion against fully provisioned, immortal soldiers.

"How long have you been occupied for?" Mimir asks, "Since- I've lost count."

"What is your plan?"

"Still kinda working on it." He has no idea what to do, I didn't even need to hear his heart falter, his voice told me everything. "Brother, I think I could be of use here... If my counsel is welcome."

"I'll take what I can get." Freyr gestures for him to speak, "Your mission will go considerably smoother without me in the mix. Come back for me when your done."

"Hey Kratos, as long as you're working for my sister, careful you don't screw up. She's not too big on forgiveness." Kratos leaves, going up the ladder to help free my mother. "He's well aware." I remark, Freyr raises his eyebrow and gives me a questioning glance, "He killed Baldur to save my mother, so my mother tried to kill him, roping me in the mix with her."

"Baldur's dead?" I nod slightly, "Good. I shouldn't be saying that since he's family but when they invaded again, he was detrimental in our defeat, well, him and all Odinson's apart from Tyr, considering he's dead." That was probably a loyalty test from Odin, his father checking he would slaughter his mother's people if requested. "Tyr's alive. He was imprisoned but Kratos and his son freed him."

"Well isn't that nice to here, maybe he can actually succeed in his second rebellion." So Freyr resented Tyr, probably because if he had been successful this would never have had to happen. I noticed another heartbeat enter the camp and saw a tall man who started walking towards us. "Freyr, who is that?" He smiled joyfully, "My son, Fjolnir."

Fjolnir walked towards us and I noticed a couple things, one, he was covered in marks, two, he was limping and clutching on to his side, three, he looked nothing like his father. "Oh shit, what happened?" Freyr's eyes were filled with terror, and he reached for his son and he landed safely in his arms. "Einherjar, a lot of them."

"Shit, I might be able to heal him." I say, he was laid gently on the stone slab next to Mimir. I removed his armour and tunics and saw the top half of his body, it was well formed but he also had bruises and cuts littering his torso, as well as this he had a large stab wound on his side, I thought of the simple healing spells I could do, he didn't seem too far gone, I could definitely do this.

I laid my hands on his body and started chanting the words for the spell, this one was supposed to sow matter back together. I danced my fingers across the cut, as I was supposed to do, and noticed that it was actually working. The spell was taking a long time though and I was losing energy then there were probably marks on his leg too that needed treatment.

"I'm not good at magic and this is making me very tired, do you have any medicines, poultice, that can heal his leg?" I ask Freyr, he was holding his hands together in prayer, "We should have something that can help slightly until you're back to full power." He leaves to go find it leaving me with Fjolnir and Mimir.

It took a while but I had healed the cut on his side and Freyr put some herbs on a dark bruise that covered his sons' leg. "Thank you so much, whoever you are." Fjolnir exclaims, "No problem, my name is (Y/n), your cousin." His face contorts to one of rage, "You're Aesir, Odin and the traitors' daughter."

"No, no, I swear I'm not Odin's, my mother she fell in love with a mortal when she left Asgard, I'm the product of that love." That made him relax a little, "I'm sorry, we just aren't used to new people."

"It's okay, neither am I."

I leave Freyr and Fjolnir to their own devices and wander about. Everyone was really kind, Birgir was a mortal, a traveller before he saw through Odin's lies and sided with the Vanir, he was skeptical of me but also wasn't a complete prick about me being here, so that was cool.

Then there was Beyla and Byggvir, a light and dark elf who had fallen in love despite the war. I hope they get a happy ending, it seems deserved after all they've been through.

After the introductions of everyone I went to see Brok and Lunda, who were talking while Lúnda's seemed to be working on my bow. "I told you to come back tomorrow for it." She said while she was working on what looked to be wood carvings. "I know, I just wanted to talk to people."

"Oh, okay then, chit-chat away."

"What's the wood you're using?" The wood of a bow mattered, it determined whether it was brittle or strong, smooth or rough, my current bow was made out of cherry wood, the only one we had, it made it extremely brittle and the string wasn't great either and I had to constantly redo it but it was all I could gather considering my mother wouldn't let me leave the stave, or use hers.

"Yew wood, it's strong and won't give your tiny fragile hands splinters. The runes I'm carving will make any magic added to your bow stronger." That was amazing, "This favour I owe you is going to definitely mean something, isn't it?"

"You can bet your sorry ass it will, your daggers I've got Brok working on, they will be perfectly balanced and more pretty than that mother of yours." That was nice to here. "Do I owe him now too?"

"Yes, you do." He retorts, I roll my eyes and mutter, "Great."

"It might serve you to be a bit nicer to me, considering I'm making you top quality weapons." He had a point, but he was also being an asshole. "I will, and I would much appreciate it if you were too."

"You got a deal."

I go back to Freyr, he had moved over to the campfire Birgir was sat at, he was also joined by Fjolnir who was still struggling, the elves, and Lúnda. I joined when the elves started recounting on how they fell in love, they had started talking when Freyr caused a peace between the elves and grew feelings for one another, when the war restarted they couldn't kill eachother and left Alfheim. It sounded like something pulled out of a beautiful love story I would definitely have read. "What does love feel like?" Everyone gives me a questioning look, "How old are you again?" Fjolnir asks,

"A hundred and twenty."

"And you've never fallen in love?"

"No, it's a bit hard when your mother keeps you in a stave for one hundred and seventeen years, the only people you see are injured men and women who have wandered in and the moment they're healed they're sent away immediately, and your first ever friend - is a child."

"Why did my sister keep you in the stave?"

"She was afraid Odin would send someone after me, to either kill me like he killed my dad or take me to Asgard as leverage." Freyr puts his hand on my shoulder as a comfort, "So she had good reason." She definitely did, the only time I did something by myself out of the stave ended in disaster, I'm sure the only reason it hasn't happened now is because I have Freyr and none of these people are monsters. "To answer your question," Beyla starts holding her husband's hand, "for me, love felt like life, like everything would be alright as long as I had him by my side. It is strong, it can't be broken by anything in the nine realms, my love for Byggvir has made it so that only death could keep us away from eachother." Her explanation seemed illogical, I guess that's what it was to someone who could see the logical path. It seemed confusing and not like something that could be of use in this war. It's a shame really, if I had the chance to lead a normal life it would be nice to feel such a thing. It seemed cold but I replied, "Thank you for informing me of the concept." There was an awkward silence after that.

"So, (Y/n), what can you do?" Fjolnir asks, breaking the tension, "My main gift is that I can see the logical path, I know what will benefit most in the long run. I also have perfect aim and amplified senses not to the normal god level but more than that."

"Perfect aim? prove it." Fjolnir speaks, I grab one of my daggers and search through the trees for leaves attached to branches, I saw one which behind it had a bent branch that could serve as elastic. I angled my dagger to a degree which could remove the leaf from the branch and bring it back to me. I threw it and it did exactly what I wanted it to do, that didn't surprise me. The blade came back to me the leaf pierced onto it's point, I caught it and presented it to them. They all seemed impressed, "All hail our new Vanir Goddess of logic and accuracy." Freyr shouted, I smiled as they reiterated what he said. "All hail." I heard another voice and noticed two new heartbeats, my mother and Kratos had returned. I turned around to see my mother, in human form. I ran to her and held on to her tightly, "You're free!"

"I am." We pull out of the embrace but our arms are still linked, she's smiling, and I notice Kratos and realise; holy shit he's alive, she didn't kill him. This day could not get any better, my mother was free, the truce was now hopefully permanent and I had met more of my family.

She split from me and her gaze landed on Freyr, "It really is you." He walks towards her and I get out of the way so they can have their moment. "You've returned to us at last."

"Yes."

"Uh, let's celebrate." He goes to get a bottle of mead and returns to her, "You'll reclaim the throne. We'll rebuild! Me, you, our children, against the world, huh? Just like the old days." He seemed so much happier with her back, I thought initially it was because she was his sister and she was now free but with that sentence, I realised that wasn't the case, it was so he didn't have to be the responsible one anymore.

"I'm... not staying. Neither is (Y/n)." Is she going to go after Odin? That would be the only reason she'd leave her home, get vengeance for herself, my father, everyone else Odin has ever hurt. I hope so because otherwise this makes no sense. "I don't understand, you're here. Maybe together we can take back what's ours."

"I only just got back what's mine, I still have work to do." She walks to the campfire and Freyr follows her, "You've seen what's left of the realm, right? Do we really mean that little to you?" They meant everything to her.

"You question my loyalty?" Fjolnir joins in with his fathers' insult, "Who hasn't?" She pays the boy no heed, I give him a warning glare and go to the hilt of one of my daggers.

"Vanaheim turned it's back on me!" Freyr scoffs, "You still can't let go of that old fight?"

"It was my duty to save as many people as possible, my responsibility. One you didn't take seriously then and from the looks of it, one you don't now." She grabs the bottle from his hand, "You think this is a game to me? We lost everything to that maniac you called husband. The man's family set me on fire!" Wait, what? He was tortured by them? That's a new reason to want the Aesir dead. "How did you expect me to react?"

"Like my brother! Like the boy who used to have my back no matter what! And who I always supported no matter how selfish his choices." She throws the bottle in the fire and removes him from her gaze. "I expected you to come and find me, find us. That no matter how hurt or angry, you wouldn't abandon me when I needed you the most."

"Freya, please." He goes to touch her arm but she swats him away, "I thought you were dead. I've had to live lifetimes with those last, awful words I said to you. Any idea what that's like? Knowing that your own selfishness hurt one of the people that you cared about the most? Abandon you? Freya, I mourned you." She turns to him and they hold on to eachother, "I've missed you so much." They pull one another into a heart-warming embrace, its nice to know they've been reunited, that my mother now has more than one person she can rely on, hopefully. "And I you, Yngvi."

They broke apart, "But I won't bind myself to another realm when I finally have my freedom. I'll send help though... And I will come back, I promise." She looks at me, "If it is her desire, (Y/n) can stay and help, or she can help me kill some Aesir Gods?" This causes cheers through the encampment, "You knew I was going to come with you anyways." She gives me a knowing smirk, of course she did.

"This hasn't been your home for a long time, has it?" She nods, "Do what you gotta do."

"Alright, alright, that's enough." Brok shouts from behind us, "Ain't y'all got nothin' better to do than gawkin' at family sortin' squabbles?" Brok was being kind to them, I added another two characteristic, dutiful and respectful.

"C'mon, you two- also (Y/n), your shits ready." Awesome, ahead of schedule. Freyr comes with us, but he's pushed back by Brok, "Not you." Oh, so he meant Kratos. "Got a few things to square with y'all - one being, you collecting your spare head."

Brok serves Kratos and Freya while Lúnda serves me, "Here is your bow and your knives." The bow was beautiful, but the knives, they were something else. I felt one in my hand and the balance was perfect, that and they were made primarily of a blueish metal with a gold rim, they were absolutely stunning. I touched the tip of them and it pricked me, so they were incredibly sharp too. "Thank you so much, Lúnda, and you, Brok." I equipped them all putting the bow around my body and the knives at my waist. "You are most welcome, Goddess. Remember that favour though, I don't give out expensive bows and arrows for free."

"I will." I also grab my own bag of hacksilver, I had a bit. I lay down a hundred and fourty three hacksilver out of my two hundred and fifty on the table, "A favour for both of you doesn't seem like enough, so I know it's not much but it -"

"It will certainly do." She grabs the money and puts it in her apron. She smiles at me and I smile in return, maybe I just made a new friend, I hope so, Lúnda was nice.

We were about to leave but mother decided we needed to stay, just for a little while. We leave the encampment and explore Vanaheim.

I hope you guys like the cover I've added for this fic and also the story itself. A not so wild Heimdall appears next chapter, so I hope you're all excited.

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