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marveldaily · 6 months
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Children of Odin.
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inlovewithgreta · 4 months
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Throne — Hela x Fem!Reader
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Summary: Hela loved her newly claimed throne, but she loved bending you over it even more.
Warnings: degradation, praise, strap-on use (r receiving), semi-public sex, maybe some slight breath play?, deep throating, cum filled strap
Word Count: 1.4k
Taglist: @shslbunnylover
A/N: Apologies for my absence!! I basically live at work, but luckily the holidays are almost over and I'll have more time to write! Tysm for being so patient with me! <3
© Do not copy, repost, or modify any of my works.
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"Kneel before your Queen," Her low lustrous voice purred in your ear.
Knees were met with the cold floor of the empty throne room without hesitation. The tall raven haired woman stared down at you with a proud smirk.
"Look at you so eagerly falling to your knees like a needy little slut."
The woman circled slowly behind you, like a lion stalking its prey. But this lion was different. This lion had a strap-on attached to its waist.
Hela knew how much you loved it when she fucked you with it. She knew the pleasure you got from it, as the loud moans falling past your lips constantly play on repeat in her head.
And it even helped that she could feel the pleasure herself. Each time she bottomed you out, the dildo would put pressure on her clit and it was the most sensational feeling.
You gulped when the ravenette stopped in front of you, her long thick cock only mere inches from your face. A long manicured finger landed under your chin, tilting your head up so the woman could lock her eyes with yours.
"Suck me off."
You licked your lips with a subtle nod to your head, not daring to waste a single second or keep the woman standing dominantly in front of you waiting.
"Anything for you, my queen."
Her wicked smirk only deepened at not only the words that came from you, but the way you so eagerly wrapped your lips around her cock without an ounce of hesitation.
Her dark manicured fingers dipped through your luscious locks, and curled to get a firm grip against your scalp. The quiet moan that was muffled by the nearly full cock in your mouth only urged her to push your head forward.
Tears threatened to fall, burning your eyes with their saltiness and blurring your gaze as Hela held you still against her.
"Such a good little whore, taking all of my cock in your mouth so happily for me.." she cooed. "I'm so proud of you."
You held yourself together, pushing yourself to not gag with how deep the woman had you suck, but she knew when to let up when your breathing grew heavy. You knew to breathe through your nose and relax your throat but that wasn't always enough.
Slobber coated her length as she allowed you to finally take her out of your mouth, but only momentarily before she brought you back in. The hands wrapped in your hair guided your head, much slower this time so her eyes can watch more clearly as she looked down at you with fire in her eyes.
"I don't think I'll ever get enough of this.. watching you take me like the filthy slut that you are. You like this, don't you?"
Your 'mhm' was muffled, and Hela stood proud as she watched you suck her off, but the next look that you gave her... the one where you gaze up at her with doe-eyes, a mix of both lust and innocence had her grunting and pulling your hair.
That same look you gave her when you two first met, the same look that you knew drove her crazy and mad with desperation to fuck it off of you.
"Is this what you want?" She asked, forcing you to turn away from her with her strong grip, "To be treated like my own personal fucktoy?"
"Yes.." you let out a small whine when coldness suddenly hit your chest as Hela bent you over her newly claimed throne. "I'm yours, my queen. All yours. Use me. Fuck me. Destroy me."
The ravenette pushed you roughly down, smirking to herself as she admired your bent over figure. Nails dragged down your spine, causing your back to slightly arch and your ass to lift higher in the air.
"Such a naughty little thing," she admitted with a sharp smack to your ass. "If only people knew how much of a whore you really were. Always so eager to submit to me. So eager to let me fuck you senseless. Isn't that right?"
You couldn't help but mumble under your breath as the tip of her cock slid between your legs, gathering your slick at a teasingly slow rate. She held you still with one hand to your waist while the other held your head down, the coldness that only your chest felt had now appeared on your cheek.
"Don't get all quiet on me now, pet. I want to hear everything that comes out of that pretty little mouth while I fuck you."
A loud cry reverberated off the barely decorated walls of the grand throne room when the queen slammed her hips forward, completely bottoming you out in a matter of seconds.
Your walls fluttered around her length, the feeling of your walls stretching for her was almost more than you could handle. She was bigger this time, longer, and she gave you little time to get used to it.
"Jesus— fuck!" Her hips drew back for a mere second, only to forcefully make their way forward, skin slapping against skin roughly as she pounded into you.
Her eyes were trained on the strap between her legs, watching with her bottom lip between her teeth as her cock disappeared fully into your cunt, only to come back out full of your slick.
Hela grunted expletive after expletive with her deeply rich voice, admiring the way her cock fully disappeared inside of you. Whimpers matched her relentless thrusts.
"You look so divine like this, darling. Bent over my throne, and taking my cock so well like a good little slut."
Hela couldn't help but get off at the sinful moan that escaped your lips as her nails dug into your scalp to grab a handful of hair and tug at it to lift your head from the cold seat. You could just barely see your reflection in the throne as you looked straight ahead of you.
Eyes heavily hooded, hair pulled back in a tangled mess, and Hela behind you with her bottom lip tucked between her teeth and her chest heaving.
"Enjoying the show?" You caught her smirk before her hand gave the cheek of your ass a sharp smack.
Hela was clearly enjoying herself. She was in her own version of heaven. If she could do this every day, and lord did she want to, she would.
"Mhm," you leisurely moaned. Although you attempted to nod your head, you were unsuccessful with the strong grip Hela had onto you. "S-so...close.."
"Come for me, slut." A sharp spank to your ass jolted you forward. Hela herself could feel her own release about to snap as the wet sounds from your cunt and your moans playing like music in her ears was almost more than enough for her.
Breathy moans fell past your lips and stars filled your eyes as you came with shaky legs. The queen fucking you kept up her rough motions as you cried out from your orgasm, allowing you to ride it out as long as you possibly could.
Warmth flooded your insides as her strap filled your cunt with her own come. Hela couldn't help but gaze down at the mess in front of her and the way your pussy couldn't hold her come that now dripped down your inner thighs.
"Now that just won't do, princess." The queen tutted, before slowly pulling out of your used hole. You shuddered as she pulled away from you, suddenly missing her closeness.
Hela swiftly discarded her strap, not caring where it was tossed as she was too focused on you and your dripping hole. Your legs were still shaking as she sank to her knees behind you.
Cold fingers dragged up your thigh, leaving bits of goosebumps in their wake to litter your smooth skin. "Such a pretty little pussy," she cooed, before collecting your release and shoving a finger in her mouth.
You heard a faint sucking sound from behind you and dared to look, only to be met with Hela licking ravenously on her slender finger like it was the most delectable taste that she's ever come across.
"So sweet too.." She caught a glimpse of your reddened cheeks and the beads of sweat along your forehead and smirked to herself. "And all for me," she hummed.
"All for you, my love." You lazily smiled at her.
It was always a joy to see you like this. That just-fucked look on your face with your hooded eyelids and cheeks the deepest crimson she's ever seen always had her aching for more. But, today she had some self restraint.
At least for now.
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blackhillverse · 4 months
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can’t believe they got mrs cate blanchett voice hela and give her a redemption arc SAPPHIC NATION RISE!!!!!!!!!
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holdfastperseus · 4 months
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for What If…? Season 3 I’m gonna need What If…Odin is a Good Father? just so I can have Hela Thor & Loki being siblings like in 2x08
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randomstuffjustrandom · 5 months
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ADOPTED???!!!
Avengers: * sees Hela, Loki and Thor together * Thor, Loki and Hela: ……… Avengers: So… Thor… this is Loki’s and yours sister.Huh. Thor: Yes, this is Hela, mine and Loki’s sister Tony: You sure you’re not the adopted one???
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theearthwassoup · 1 year
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Okay so I saw that you write for Hela and in my opinion there isn’t enough hela fics out there so could you maybe write some Hela smut? 😳 Any kinks or whatever that you think fits her
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a/n: hfivgeiwryfiuehgiuhw I definitely agree with you there, it’s a crime how little fics there are for hela! Thank you so much for this request, hela could hit me with a truck and i would say thank you (also, apologies for how late this is lol)
word count: 1.8k
warning(s): |minors DNI this is smut| heavy sexy times | dom!hela | sub!reader | first time writing dom/sub dynamics (so it might be bad) | thigh riding | oral (r giving and receiving) | strap on (r receiving) | fingering (r receiving) | overstimulation | choking | soft!hela makes an appearance towards the end | im not great at writing dialogue in smut fics | hopefully this is a good read
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You could die like this, you thought in a haze, as your goddess’s thighs trembled around your head. Quickly, you were loosing the ability to breathe but you found that didn’t bother you. All you could focus on was Hela’s rapid, almost frantic, movements as she ground her heat against your face, getting herself off. Occasionally you flicked out your tongue, passing through her folds with ease, basking in the soft grunt she would gift you. When you felt her thighs clench tightly, you prepared yourself for what was to follow. Soon, your goddess’s pleasure spilled onto your face, your tongue desperate to catch as much as possible. Help leaned back, lifting herself off your face, running one hand through your hair as she smiled down at you. You took in deep, sharp breaths, air filling your lungs.
“What a pretty throne you are.”
She whispered, leaning down to swipe her tongue through the cum on your cheek, the action making you whimper as heat shot down your spine. Hela kissed her way across your face until she reached your lips, devouring you, stealing the air you had just recovered. You rubbed your thighs together, whining into the kiss. Hela leaned back and raised an eyebrow.
“Do you want something?”
Her voice was sickly sweet, condescending but you merely bit your lip and nodded. Hela moved her head so she was hovering over your neck. A pale hand came to lightly squeeze as she nibbled the skin that she wasn't touching. Her lips dragged up your neck until they reached your ear. You felt her warm breath fan over your skin and you whimpered, lust forming a haze in your mind.
"Then beg."
You let out a moan as her hand tightened around your throat with her words, your thighs clenching even tighter.
"Please, please, my queen, please let me come."
You heard Hela's dark chuckle as she sat up, removing her hand from your throat. You found yourself missing the pressure.
"Hmmm, does a pretty, naughty, thing like yourself even deserve to come?"
Her teasing tone made you bite your lip as you held back a whimper and rolled your hips.
"Please, m'lady, please."
In a moment, you were pulled off your back, your face inches away from Hela's. She leaned forward and bit your bottom lip, pulling it slightly with her teeth.
"You'll come once on my thigh or not at all."
Her tone was firm but warm as she navigated you to straddle one of her thighs. You mewled slightly at the feel of your panties sticking to your skin, reaching down to pull them off. Hela caught your wrist, shaking her head.
"They stay on, now move."
You obeyed, slightly grinding your folds on her thigh, leaving streaks of your juices on her pale skin, making her thigh glisten in the light. Your moans were gentle and quite as your rocked yourself back and forth on your goddess's thigh, feeling a warm coil in your stomach after a few minutes. Hela seemed to notice the increase in your movements and lifted your head with her hand, pulling you in for a fierce kiss. You moaned into the kiss, the coil in your stomach threatening to break at any moment. Her lips were soft against yours, her tongue licking along the seam of your lips, opening them so she could devour you. When she pulled away, she smirked at the glossy look in your eyes, bringing a thumb up to brush away a strand of spit that was threatening to dribble down your chin. She leaned forward, pressing her thigh hard against your heat, whispering in your ear.
"Come."
You let out a loud moan, your hips moving frantically as the coil broke, flooding Hela's thigh with your cum. It took a few minutes for your heart rate to calm down and the aftershocks of your orgasm to stop shaking your thighs. You had leaned your head down on Hela's shoulder as you took deep breaths, her hands tight on your hips. After a few minutes, you felt one of her hands reach under your panties, swiping through your folds. She brought the fingers up to her lips and swirled her tongue around them, her eyes lighting up at your taste.
"Oh darling, I want more of that."
Her voice rumbled through her chest, making you shiver. You felt her lean you back on the bed, your body still limp from your orgasm. She nestled herself between your legs, pushing your thighs apart. Her fingers ran down your panties and she leaned forward to give a little kiss onto your folds. She peeled the cloth to the side, revealing your glistening pussy. Hela took a deep breath of your mouth watering scent before diving in. Your moans were music to her ears as she swiped her tongue between your folds, gathering your wetness on her tongue as she moaned into you. She covered your pussy with her mouth, sucking lightly as her tongue pierced into your hole, fucking you. Sadly, she moved away, to both of your disappointments, using her fingers to part your folds, revealing your sensitive nub covered by a little hood. Hela cooed before swiping her tongue over your clit, flicking it over and over as your moans grew louder. Your body was still sensitive from the previous orgasm and you felt the familiar coil growing tighter and tighter. She moved her tongue along the entirety of your pussy, stopping every now and then to fuck you on her tongue before returning her attentions to your clit. When she felt your thighs start to tremble, she smirked, pressing kisses all along your folds before wrapping her lips around your clit and sucking hard.
Your vision went white as you came into her mouth, your hips held down by her superhuman strength. When you came to, you felt her mouth still on you, not stopping for a second. You felt two of her fingers slip into your pussy, your breath catching in your chest.
"Please, m'lady, I can't-" You were cut off by a particular thrust of her fingers, the pads of them brushing lightly against your g-spot.
"You can and you will." She whispered as she brought her free hand up to pull back the hood of your clit, revealing the sensitive, throbbing organ. Smirking, she breathed lightly against it before lifting her eyes to yours, making intense eye contact. In a flash, her mouth was on you, sucking and flicking your clit as her fingers thrusted in and out of you with intense speed. You didn't even have time to feel embarrassed as your third orgasm ripped through you, your vision going dark as your back arched off the bed before slumping into the soft sheets. Hela leaned back, gently pulling her fingers out of you and giving your clit one last kiss before licking her lips. She crawled up your body, brushing sweaty hair off of your face as she pressed a kiss to your lips. Your eyes fluttered with exhaustion as you gave your goddess a small smile.
"Give me one more, my darling, and we can sleep the day away."
You wanted to protest but you felt Hela's hands caress your body so gently, letting yourself relax even further. Nodding, you turned to nuzzle yourself against her warm body. Most people would assume the Goddess of Death would be as cold as her moniker but she was a blazing furnace, a comfort of the chilly nights in Asgard. Hela pressed a kiss against your temple, rising from the bed. You let yourself rest as you waited, listening to the noise of Hela rustling through your toy box, anticipation rising within you as you wondered what she would choose. When you felt her weight once more on the bed, you opened your eyes to see Hela wearing a thick strap, black a sleek like her swords. It was just wide and long enough that you wouldn't be too sore but just long enough to hit you in all the most pleasurable places. You made grabby hands at your goddess, who chuckled as she grabbed you ankles, dragging you closer to her. The tip of the strap pressed against your opening and you whined, desperate for Hela's cock. The goddess smirked as she pressed into you, her fingers tracing ancient Asgardian texts into your skin. She let you get acquainted with the feeling of being filled for only moment before thrusting into you. It was powerful yet gentle, it wouldn't be so overwhelming if you hadn't come three times already. Hela smiled at your thriving form, tracing her hands down your body.
"I love it when you're all sensitive for me, you make the best noises." She accompanied her words with sharp thrusts, her strap hitting your spot square on. You let out a high pitched moan as Hela pulled you into her lap, into a sitting position, the strap never once falling out of you. Your mind was foggy with pleasure as you wrapped your arms around her neck, burying your face onto your arms. Hela wrapped her arms around you, thrusting up once and twice before she stopped. She ground the strap into you, rubbing against your g-spot in utter pleasurable bliss. Your moans went straight to her core, the breathiness of them hitting her ears. She rocked the two of you back and forth, grinding her hips into you. You knew the strap was also rubbing against her own pussy and you pressed your hips down, making the grinding even more pleasurable for the both of you. Hela let out a moan, gripping you tighter. You felt the familiar coil within you, burning hot from your previous orgasms and overstimulation. Hela thrust into you powerfully, one, two, three times before she reached down and pressed her fingers against your clit, rubbing it intensely.
"Come with me, my darling, come with me."
You could only follow the orders. Your body shook against Hela's as your orgasm rolled through you in pleasurable waves, exhaustion wracking through your body as you slumped against her. You felt her own body tremble slightly as she too reached completion. For a few minutes, you both sat there, taking deep breaths to calm yourselves. After a while, Hela pulled out, making you whine from the sudden emptiness. She shushed you gently, kissing your forehead and cheeks as she took off the strap. She went into the bathroom and came out with a warm, damp, washcloth. She seemed to have cleaned herself off previously as she gently cleaned between your thighs. You sighed against the gentle ministrations, sinking into the soft sheets. You felt Hela leave the bed once more before she returned, pulling you against her as she pulled the comforter over the both of you. You felt the dwindling hands of sleep pull you deeper into the bed, your eyes growing heavy. Hela pressed a kiss behind your ear, nuzzling her face into your neck as her arms wrapped around you protectively.
"Sleep, my love. I'll be here when you wake up."
a/n: wow. idk how I feel about this but I hope it was ok and thank you so much for reading! this was my first time writing for Hela so she was probably a bit OOC but anyways I hope to write for her more (if anyone would like that)
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imagine-silk · 2 months
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Could you do a poly relationship between Yandere Hela and Wanda/Scarlet Witch?
》Fun. I can basically feel the overwhelming danger.
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There is one reason they are able to share and it's because they know all too well they are very capable of killing each other. Why fight when there's an easy solution? It would be impossible to leave one of them so both of them means goodbye to any freedom.
Hela sponsors your time out with Wanda. Hela's a very busy woman and can't have you on her lap at all times, as much as she would like that. Wanda has free reign of Asgard and it's deemed safe for you because the witch cannot fail. Everyone knows to give you two whatever you ask for and in turn Wanda will tell Hela about it. Suddenly that business get another shipment imported.
If and when Wanda takes you back to Earth the Avengers know and they do intercept. They're going to check on the both of you but make no mistake, they are not going to help you escape. Wanda is one thing and if it was just her they would maybe think about it, but Hela changes everything. Their combined force would defeat her, definitely, but the devastation is not worth it. They will aid them without getting too involved.
At first it's basically a love triangle but at a certain point it becomes a full throuple. No one could have predicted it unless they were legit psychic because in the beginning they were a hairline from killing each other all the time. Now that they're not competing anymore you and everyone else are a million times safer. You're not safe but safer.
Strangely enough, Wanda is not considered a concubine. She's a diplomat of Midgard. Not a single person falls for the title though. She acts like a tourist. No one says anything about it. The concubines will sometimes convince Wanda to let them tag along, not only to have fun but to gain her or Hela's favor. On that same coin, some of the concubine take the chance to give you a break, say it's the equivalent of a 'girls night'.
As far as any kind of punishment, you will not be punished if you want to live. Hela is very cool with offing people as we've established. If you do get 'punished' the ensuing war between these impossible women is kind of your fault. And honestly, you know better.
Say bye to privacy, personal space, and the possibility of having a job. You will be pampered, loved, and served, as long as you submit to being loved. Who needs freedom anyways?
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magicaldragons · 4 months
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i could be BLINDFOLDED and still choose to emotionally invest in mentally traumatized men that are doomed to end up in a villain arc.
and then have to rely on their redemption for the sake of my emotional health
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hufflepotato-18 · 4 months
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badass moments from the season 2 finale
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Yesterday I saw Thor love and thunder and I realized that when Loki died, he didn't turn in gold dust.
HE DIDN'T GO TO VALHALLA.
He didn't meet his loved ones, didn't meet Frigga.
HE JUST DIED.
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thegirloffans · 1 year
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I think what irritates me the most about fandoms is that people will literally sit there and pick apart strong female characters down to the BONE, who have proven time and time again why they are formidable opponents and why they also contribute to the overall plot or strength of the team/ show or whatever.... but don't pick the men apart like that...It's some male characters that I look at and I'm like, "you are so annoyingly insignificant it's not even funny" or "how did he possibly beat her, that literally should've been impossible even for him at his power level" and yet they get goated and praised to the highest extent because of.... what? exactly? I don't know, all I know is that it's very annoying and so painfully obvious that people do not like to see women be stronger than the men or winning at anything really lol
They always think the end game for the girl is to be the wife of the strong character or to get the love interest shes always wanted... I don't care about none of that!! I want to see total annihilation, I want to see world domination, I want to see a strong female character that a main character couldn't touch even if he tried to his dying breath....but we'll never get it 🤷🏾‍♀️
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willisnotmental · 1 month
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i’m going to get on my knees for cate blanchetts characters (mostly lydia, lilith, carol, and hela, BUT STILL ALL OF THEM)
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marvelnatswhore · 1 year
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Slick Lips
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Hela X fem!Reader
WK: 1k 
A/N:  I am very sorry for not posting i’ve been so busy lately and hardly on tumblr at all, but I remembered i started this a little a while ago and thought i should finish it, ignore the rushed ending it’s 2am and i’m too horny to admit i’m sleep deprived.
Sum: not spell checked smut, that’s all
Warnings: Mommy kink, degradation, praise, pinch of dummification, Sub/dom dynamics, Y/N is sub) oral-fingering R-reciving) finger sucking, nipple play, a bit of spit play? Ig, pet names, hints at ownership, and crying..maybe
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“You look good with your lips covered in my cum darling.”  Hela purrs down at the sight of your flustered, red face, wet with her slick. 
“Such a good girl too, come here pet, let Mommy reward you.” 
You preen at her words making your way out from between her cream thighs, and straddling her waist. She pulls you closer by the scruff of your neck, taking a moment to swallow in your submissive eyes and glistening lips, before dragging her wet tongue across the bottom., moaning softly at tasting herself on you.
She swipes along the brim a few more times, biting down slightly and drawing out a muffled moan before dipping into your waiting mouth. Your tongue meets hers in a wet, slicked, embrace and you find yourself just about melting into submission with the touch. 
She takes her time teasing every part, following your movements and suppressing a grin at the whimpers you make for her.
You were already soaked from pleasing her, but now you wouldn't be surprised if there was a stream running down your thighs. As she deepens the kiss you feel her hand sliding up your bare thigh, bound for where you want her most, you whine against her at the motion, and she grins knowing just how lustful she's made you.
"Grind against me with that little cunt." She demands a guttural tone filling your head.
You mount her thigh groaning at the feeling between your legs, when her hand finds your neck, it's a light touch, not threatening, but in control.
"Now pet." She orders and you oblige, rolling your hips against her, feeling your arousal spread further;
The friction pinched at your clit drawing various moans from your lips, much to the delight of Hela who purred her praise at your movements;
"Good girl, just like that."
In a swift movement, Her hand is on your cunt and you can’t help but moan. Her delicate fingers ghost your folds, knowing how it affects you.
“Desperate thing aren’t you? Does Mommy’s little pet want something?” she purrs, her voice dripping with teasing promise. You groan as she swipes lazy circles with her thumb over your throbbing clit, her fingers teasing your arousal, behind.
“Please mommy.” 
“Yes, love?”
“Fuck me.”
She won’t deny you any longer, easily slipping two digits in your entrance. Your hips buck against her movements sinking deeper. 
“Such a needy thing, you’re practically fucking yourself.” She mocks with a grin so close you can feel her breath on your bare neck. 
Her thumb presses hard on your engorged clit, nearly drawing a scream from you, and she curls her fingers sharply knowing the effect it has on you, knowing the effect she has on you.
“Mommy-” you can hardly speak beyond a gasp rutting against her hand as the pleasure becomes overwhelming and your movements become more erratic as you chase your high.
“Not yet.” she says flatly, pulling her dripping fingers from your cunt as you whine.
“But-” you plead, quickly cut off by two slicked fingers sliding into your open mouth. 
“But nothing love, If I want you to cum, you will.” She grins as you nod your begrudged acceptance and suck her fingers deeper, earning praise at your obedience, that almost makes your ruined orgasm worth it.
You're still desperate and she can tell, pulling her fingers from your mouth and bringing them to your breasts, wiping the saliva across your nipples, still erect from her previously sucking them, a memory that nearly brings tears to your eyes, knowing how sensitive you are already for her, “Mommy-” you could barely whisper watching her play with you, “what is it pet?” She asks unable to hide the smirk pulling against her lips, 
“Fuck me, please”
She can’t deny that cute face anymore, and her hand slips down in a moment, almost forcing two fingers into your dripping cunt, you hardly have time to gasp before she’s thrusting them in deeper and wrapping her spare hand around your neck, purely, you assume, to remind you who’s in charge.
You move quicker trying to match her pace and the sensation makes everything feel like a blur, you whine bucking your hips towards pleasure and she only fucks you deeper, curling her thrusts against you;
“Fuck! Pet- you take mommy so well don't you? mhmm such a cute slut, you’d do anything for your mistress wouldn’t you? fuck yourself on me sweetheart, I want to feel you come-”
You can’t stop it as she uses her thumb to pinch your clit, with a cry you feel yourself climaxing on Hela’s hand, she moans loudly continuing to pump into you as you cry, feeling yourself get close again without the chance to recover.
You cant do anything but let her fuck you into another orgasm, the sound of her hand slick with your cum hitting you every time she thrusts deeper somehow turns you on even more, knowing how wet you are for her, and before you can stop it you’re coming again, it’s almost too much and she’s still thrusting into you as you nearly scream, coming again, finally falling against her neck as she slows her movements to hold you more comfortably and shush your cries.
You calm after a short while of Hela praising you and wiping your tears, your legs are still shaking but at least the world stopped spinning. 
“You did so well darling, you’re such a good slut for mommy.. to use whenever she wants,” you hum a low reply now too exhausted to speak as she kisses your cheek, “Come here pet.”
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womeninfictionandirl · 5 months
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Hela by Khoi Pham
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imagine-silk · 8 months
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You write for Marvel? Can you write general headcanons for yandere Hela? If you can't or don't want to write for her, then that's fine.
》 The reason I didn't answer this was because I hadn't watched the movie yet. But now I have so I will. (Also I got this ask forever ago so I am really sorry)
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There is no particular reason she plucked you out of a crowd. Every ruler needs a harem, paramours, and pets, you are one of what will inevitably be many. You're petrified, reasonably so, so you do what she says with no resistance. If you do speak out if immediately dies, you know better. Or maybe it's just common sense to listen to death herself.
She spends nights with you, busy during the day, and it's reserved for winding down. You are expected to bathe and to let her groom you, massage and oil, brush. To keep you clean and presentable, it's luxury. You are also expected to do the same to her. If you are uncomfortable with anything too bad, so sad. During the night she also tells you of what she might want to do. Things that are nonviolent and not expected to hear from her. Having a painting done, landscape maybe. See a canyon or a lake. Admittedly they are soft she knows, but she's under the understanding she can kill you if you use it against her.
You have no role, not truly, so you live in fatal luxury. Fall into her lap, pliant at the touch and submit to her will in terror.
She knows you're scared. She watches your muscles fight for what she’s dragged out of you by force with her hands at night, tensing against supple skin and doesn't understand how to stay. Your eyes focus on her always while trying to be aware of the surrounding area to very little success. That shudder you give her when she says your name makes her want to do things to you. And she does, she takes to have it, she has to have all of you.
No one expected you to survive so imagine the surprise when she becomes visibly attached to you.
She does what she wants and she decided no one is to touch you but her. No one. A guard who guides you to another place gently touching you will be considered for execution. Maid confessing their fancies of you are killed on the spot by any guard nearby because if they don't it's their head along with theirs. They take you to Hela immediately to inform her so she can take you to wash the blood off. Guards have actually asked you to put more blood on you to make sure she's happy.
You have this strange autonomy. You can go anywhere deemed safe, get anything you want on a silver platter, she will cherish you intensely and wholly.
Her attachment seems to be a one time thing. The harem gets bigger but it fluctuates in numbers, if you know what I mean. Because of you it becomes a thought that the luxury is worth the risk, that they can just earn her favor and gain everything. They are also the only ones who get to touch you so you can socialize. It is true to a certain degree, they get things materialistic and affluence, but they still need to stay in line. The benefits are wonderful but the price is high. Rules for thee but not for me applies to you and you alone.
It becomes a point of contention in the palace, your mere existence that is. Everyone gets on their best behavior and you just want peace, something you get seldomly. Luxury doesn't not mean tranquility much to your chagrin. It brings no more peace when you become a subject of interest. Dignitaries flower you with gifts and people sing your praise as a way to prove loyalty to Hela. And she allows it, approves it. There's also the use of your name favors and assassination attempts. Those people die. No one should have expected anything less.
She adores you in a way she doesn't care to think about. Why would she? All you need to do is sit back and take it. Not even death will part you.
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