Coyote Ugly

Coyote ugly

A/N: soooooo I know I haven’t finished I hope you’re the last, but this was too good of an idea to not write. ;) I do not own the gif.... credit goes to moviewhorexo :)

Warnings: none besides cursing and alcohol.

Imagine: Running a bar was not ideal in your mind. However being able to invoke complete privacy for your clients was. All you had to do was lie about them and yourself, but what happens when your lies come to the surface and fate takes you on a whole new path? What happens when Earths greatest hero’s force that path?

Running a bar was not an ideal job. I used to be a law student running the system. After my parents kicked me out and cut me off at 17, I got ripped into the sugar baby business. It wasn’t like I didn’t work for money. I did the graveyard shift and tried attending college it just wasn’t enough. Life taught me the hard way nothing ever comes for free. So here I am sitting in my office of the most prestigious bar in all of New York. Coyote Ugly, naming it after that one movie, thinking it was clever.

Sighing I got up. The only reason I was here is because of the past. Changing my identity wasn’t fun in the slightest. Rubbing the past few days stress out of my neck, I headed towards the door. Sparing a glance at the clock reading back in bright red letters 8. “Time to focus on the clients.” I mumble pulling the door open and stepping onto the balcony. The familiar scent of alcohol and cinnamon swarming my senses. A small smile creeps onto my face at the welcoming scent. Slowly Descending down the stairs I catch a glimpse of red hair scurrying off towards the lounge. “ Rebecca!” I yell knowing full and well she went off to see Jace. Waiting for her at the end of the stairs absentmindedly double checking the common area. The scent of strawberries steers my attention to the red head. “Yes boss?” She asks slowly shifting her weight between her feet. “Just reminding you to sleep with your boyfriend on your own time okay? Or at least give me a heads up and I’ll get y’all a room.” I laugh out causing her to chuckle as well. “Will do Lea, thanks for the offer.” She says smiling before heading off back to Jace. Smiling as she disappears behind the block doors.

“Yo Lea the staffs waiting!” A voice bellows into the empty room. Without looking I know exactly who it is. “Thanks Alec.” I say over my shoulder giving the room one more glance over. Checking that everything had a place before meeting him behind the bar. 25 employees gazes fall on me as I enter the room.

“Well guys I hope y’all are all rested because tonight will be long. You 5 on bar tending go!” I yell randomly pointing to the staff. The 5 of them walking out of the room with mumbled ‘yes ma’am’s’. When the last one closed the door I returned my gaze to the group. “You 10 room duties go!” I howl pointing to the group in the back. Quickly they head up to the hotel section of the bar. “You know you could just say their names.” Alec laughs before nudging my side. A slow smile crawls on my face before looking to the group.

“You know I do know all of their names. I just don’t like saying 25 names when grouping them up.” I state. “You 8 on wait staff. Chop chop!” I announce followed by a few sighs. “Jess and Alex on receptionists.” I add before smiling.

“I don’t know why you called us in here Alec. We always do reception, because we’ve been here since this place started.” Jess says a small smile tugging at her lips. “Same reason as me to watch the newbies fret.” He responds while following the 2 girls out of the room.

Satisfied I head towards the kitchens knowing I have more employees then the 25 I just assigned. Stepping in the room goes quiet. “The 5 in the freezer head upstairs to help with the hotel staff. You 5 in the pantry head to the unoccupied bar. You 2 under the table are on waitressing while the other 8 are on clean up. Let’s move it people we open in 5!” I holler watching as some of my oldest employees laugh at their stunt. “Yeah yeah laugh it up before I make up shut it up.” I snap causing them to flea like rats. Clasping my hands I turn towards the door and head back to the floor, grabbing the nearest mic. “Listen my lovely people. You know the rules 1. No asking, 2. No judging, 3. Confidentiality is key, 4. Manners, 5. Do not talk to them unless you must or they start the conversation, finally earn your pay and have fun. This will be a 10 hour shift. When things have slowed then you may take breaks longer then 5 minutes. Lastly I love you my lovelies.” I tell earning hollers from all my employees. Putting the mic back where I had it I signal the bouncers. It’s show time.

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It was now 11:30 and the place is in full swing. Clients all over the world enter for a break from reality. Which I am more then happy to supply. “Boss the phone!” Mason whispers before handing me the device. Quickly making my way upstairs into my office only stopping when I press the door closed with my back. “Ms. Black speaking. May I have your 4 digit code?” I ask earning a gruff 3397 back. Walking to the laptop and entering the digits pulling up the file. “Mr. Stark what can I help you with?” I ask trying to keep the smugness out of my voice. “Drop the formalities Lea.” Tony answers with a chuckle causing mine to escape me. “How long has it been since you’ve came by, let alone call!” Snapping the last part at him. A long sigh comes over the phone. “Been pretty busy kiddo.” He states before going quiet. “Well a call from you would have been nice.” I saw softer then before. “Yes I know... Pepper has been on my ass about checking in on you.” He laughs followed by a short sigh.

“Yeah she calls more then you.”

“That’s not fair.”

“All I’m saying is maybe try better to keep up with your family is all.” I say sitting further back into my chair propping my feet on the deep mahogany wood. “Well I’ve got a surprise.” He states catching my attention. I hum a yeah before he continues. “Yep I’m swinging by in a few and I have new clients with me.” He mumbles before yelling at the guy to pull over. “Well then see you in a few.” I answer before hanging up. Dropping my feet I stand stretching my tired limbs. After a few satisfying pops I make my way to the door. A knock letting me know that I am needed. Opening the door I see Alec and Bryce standing on each side of the door. “Your favorite person just walked in with 3 guys behind him.” He informs me. “Then let’s not keep them waiting then huh?” I ask looking between the 2. The smile on my lips spreading so wide my cheeks began to hurt when spotting the familiar set of brown hair. Sprinting towards Tony never minding the lingering stares.

Holding out his arms I jump in them enjoying the squeeze I felt around my thick middle. My feet leaving the floor as he picks me up and swinging me a little. “Surprise kiddo.” He says while placing me down on solid ground. Smiling I punch his arm causing him to yell an ow. “That’s for taking so damn long to come see me.” I answer before turning my attention to the whole group. “Welcome fellas to my bar and hotel. How about y’all follow me to the private area over here.” I say before turning around and making my way to the empty corner booth. The 6 men following close behind as we approach it. Gesturing for the guests to enter before sitting down myself. Alec and Bryce standing up at the corners to keep people away. “So how much has dumbass over there told y’all?” I ask pointing my thumb at Tony. Earning a hey from him. “Not much if I’m being honest, but nice place you have here miss.” The blonde one spoke.

“Please call my Lea. Any friends of Tony’s are friends of mine.” I say while analyzing the other 2. “Anyhow business must be done before y’all can enjoy my facility.” I disclose before calling Alec over with 3 new contracts and pens for them. “Thank you.” I say smiling at him before he turns and heads back the his spot. “So..” I start while handing the pens and contracts around towards the men. “What is in front of you is a contract disclosing all the envents that take place here and your confidentiality. If you look at the front page it will give you the run down on the rules. If you flip to the second you’ll find the contract stating that by coming here you agree to go by a false name while promising to keep the identities of the other members in here secret as well. Sign right there with the red post it please.” I tell waiting for them to sign before continuing.

“Next you will see on the next page another contract stating for safety measures that you will undergo alcohol testing if deemed needed before leaving this facility. If I or my staff feel the need to treat you for any alcohol poisoning then you will stay upstairs for as long as my medical staff seem fit before being able to leave. Now please sign where the yellow post it is.” I add while again waiting for them all to sign.

“Now lastly if you flip towards the back you will find the final contract stating that by signing the first 2 you accept full responsibility for any damage and medical cost if my team can not treat you. You will also not be able to hold my facility liable for any injuries that occur here. Then after all that down further it states that for safety precaution that you keep my identity secret and that of my staffs. Now when y’all are ready sign by the green post it and look at the final page. There you will find sutible names you may choose from to go by while under this roof. You will also notice a 4 digit code beside the name you have chosen. Then at the very bottom if you will sign with your full legal name and the date in print.” I say while watching the men ponder over the names.

When they all finished I collected the contracts and pens before reviewing them. After reviewing, calling over Alec to take the contracts and place them in the system. “Thank you for your cooperation Mr. Sam Wilson, Mr. Steve Rodgers, and Mr. James Barnes.” I whisper earning a snort. Raising my eyebrow I drop my gaze to Sam. “Mr. James Barnes.” He laughs causing Steve to elbow him in the ribs. “Is there an issue?” I ask while staring puzzled at the 2. “Uhh if you could just call me Bucky instead of James.” a man with piercing blue eyes and long brown hair states. For a second our eyes lock and I couldn’t help but look away. Letting out a slight cough I look back up. “My apologies.” I say before glancing at Tony. “So lady why the contract and secrecy?” Sam asks narrowing his eyes at me as if to see through me.

Pulling a smirk on my face while holding my hands out in front of me. “Well for 1 most of the people you see here will be top of the food chain elete people. Second most of them come here for a sense of normality. A place where status doesn’t matter and they are treated the exact same. While being able to indulge in absolute privacy from cameras. Most of the events that go down here would end up ruining most of their careers. That is why I have the contract. Trust me you don’t want to be the one who breaks confidentiality. It will not end up good for any of the people involved.” I inform the group while holding back a victorious smile.

“Now can we go drink already?!” Tony states before moving to get up. Following suit I lead the men to the bar informing Mel they all drink free tonight. “Well it was a pleasure meeting you all, but I must leave y’all here. Please enjoy yourself and if you need anything don’t hesitate to ask for me.” I say before making my way across the room to Blaine. “How’s the hotel?” I ask wondering if anyone was up there. “So far 7 rooms have been booked for all night and 3 until 2.” He informs me while shaking his head. “What?” I ask wondering what he was saying. “None boss just you seem to have an admirer over there.” He states while pointing to where I just left. Following his finger my eyes meet the ones of Bucky. A shiver runs up my spine as I can’t will myself to look away. After a few awkward minutes of staring I regretfully turn my gaze back to Blaine. “Keep up the good work.” Was all I could say before heading back to my office. Peering one more time behind me to see a set of cerulean blues follow me.

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“Come on Buck enjoy yourself.” Steve says handing me a drink. From the smell I assume it was whiskey. “Tony what’s her story?” I ask ignoring my best friend. “Whose? Lea’s?” He asks letting out a small laugh. I just nod my head waiting for him to tell us. “Oh you’re serious. Well that I can not tell Barnes.” He says before taking a swig of his beer.

“Why not?” I push.

“Not my place?”

“What do you mean not your place? She practically jumped in your arms?”

“Look it’s none of your business!” He roars stepping closer. Puffing my chest I step closer.

“Woah Buck.” Steve says stepping in between Tony and I. If looks could kill Tony would be non existent at this point. Sighing Tony sets his beer down. “I have known her for quite a long time. There are things about her I don’t even know. All I know is to stay out of her hair.” He says bringing the beer back up to his lips. Grabbing the forgotten drink Steve gave me I turn my gaze to the balcony. What is it about her?

“Guys look that’s Matt Damon!” Sam practically squeals like a school girl. “Seriously?” Tony asks looking at Sam like he’s crazy. “What?”

“We just went over the contracts.”

“And?”

“I would like to stay here longer then 15 minutes.”

“But it’s Matt Damon..”

“Sam!”

“Fine I won’t bother him.” He says deflating into his stool.

Sitting forward I down my drink. “You ok?” Steve pries. Nodding my head I order another drink, knowing all to well I’ll need it to get her out of my head.

Stop waiting for the people who never show they care... if someone doesn’t text you first then you shouldn’t reply when they do. Be the person who doesn’t chase down people who don’t stick around for the bad. Don’t please everyone, because the only person you have to please is yourself.....

- Anonymous

“I Hope You’re The Last...” Part 2

A/N: Hello!! This is my first story… I hope it isn’t as bad as I think it is :)! Please enjoy and don’t plagiarize if ya wouldn’t mind :)!

Imagine: You are the last resort for peace among Asgard. Although Odin and your family have made it clear you are to marry Thor. Fate makes you choose between the Sons for the safety of Asgard depends on it…..

Words: 1986

I wander the many halls of the palace. How on earth did I get mixed up in some dumb old prophecy? I sigh giving up when I turn another corner. Lost in my thoughts I didn’t realize another person in my company. “Hmmm and what do we have here?” I look for the person responsible for the voice. I am met with a tall figure standing in my path. He was quite stunning. His armor sleek gold with black trim followed by a green cape hanging loosely off his shoulders. His eyes a green blue perfectly accenting his black hair. Which was done back not daring to touch his face. I gaze at the stranger before I realize who he is. “Prince Loki.” I saw bowing before him. He lets out a cold laugh before walking closer.

“Princess Y/N. My what a marvelous sight you are. Tell me are you not to be getting ready for a wedding?” I look up meeting his eyes. There was no emotion present within them. He kept his guard up forcing me to do the same.

“What concern is it to you?”

“Well it is a simple question.”

“A question I do not have to answer.”

“Is that so?” He eyes me up and down like a predator getting ready to pounce on its prey. I straighten my posture forcing my head higher. He towers over me easily but height doesn’t make a person a intimidating. He closes the gap in a single stride. My breathe hitches in my throat at his close proximity. “Don’t you think you should pay proper respect to your prince?” He says amusement lacing his voice. I hold a tight smile, “And shouldn’t you pay proper respects to a princess?” I challenge earning a scoff from him. We stand there eyeing each other for some time. “Now if you’ll excuse me. I have pressing matters to attend to.” I saw bowing. I walk past him leaving him standing in the hall. “Ah Y/N!” He says forcing me to turn around. “Welcome to Asgard and the family.” He laughs before walking in the opposite direction. I stand still watching him walk away.

My chambers were rather large for my liking. The servents decorated the room with my house colors. For that I am grateful, because I would have thrown up if it was a mixture of green and red. A four post bed sits at the edge of the left wall. To the right a vast vanity stood alongside a tiny desk. Across from me stood two large glass doors. I open the doors to find a beautiful balcony. The view overlooked the city. It was breathtaking how the sun danced over the gold. People were scurrying along the busy streets. Despite my belief that the people were poor; they were indeed quite wealthy. I lean against the railing admiring the view. Closing my eyes I focus on the sounds of chatter and laughter from below. It filled me with great joy to know these people loved their land. Before I knew it I was no long hanging on to the railing. I open my eyes discovering I was floating off the balcony. Smiling I glide over the railing and towards the city. The air gently kissing my skin as I fly. A laugh escapes me as the warmth sensation of my powers spread through me. I pass the palace gates seeing the bewilderment on the guards facing. I know before too long Odin will be looking for me. I stop above the center of the city, turning fully around to admire the kingdom. Feeling satisfied I set course back to my balcony back at the palace. I was maybe a yard away before seeing the crowd on my balcony. I recognized Odin immediately, along with my family. Frigga was sitting down admiration written on her face. Thor and Loki were among them as well. I smile secretly to myself at the confusion on their faces.

“Your highnesses.... father and mother. What pleasure do I have having you all on my balcony.” I say bowing in the air. No one spoke as they each looked at each other. Frigga spoke up ending the deafening silence. “My dear you are flying!?” She half yells. I smile kindly towards her while nodding my head. She looks at me with awe before smiling herself. “Well I must say your powers have far exceeded my expectations.” She says before standing. She grabs Odin’s arm gently pulling him towards my door. I land looking at my father pleased with myself. “My dear...” He was cut off by my mothers hand hitting my face. I stand still as stone as rage fills her eyes. “How dare you?” She yells. I look away from her towards Thor and Loki who seem taken back by the scene in front of them. My father turns towards my mother acting as a shield. “Droyja!” My father says with clenched teeth. I touch his shoulder moving him to the side. I lock eyes with my mother. “Yes mother.... did you have something to say?” I say while grinding my teeth. She scoffs and raises her hand again. I catch it before I could come in contact with my face. She pulls away anger flashing in her eyes. “I should have killed you the day you were born. You are nothing but a disgrace to this family!” That was all she said before shoving past my father. I stand still keeping my emotions as bay while guest were present. “I’m sorry for the display you had to witness your highnesses.” I say bowing. My cheek burns as the wound begins to heal. Of course she used the ringed hand this time. I stand back up smiling plainly. “Y/N I will see you at dinner my dear.” My father says before exiting the overly tense balcony. Thor shifts uncomfortably as the silence drags on. “Princess Y/N it was a pleasure to see you... I look forward to your company this evening.” He says before bowing. I curtsy in return and with that he left. It was only me and Loki on the balcony now. His eyes held mine, neither of us said a word. He bowed holding my gaze showing his understanding before leaving me alone.

I stay there letting my emotions get the best of me. The tears welling up I while slamming the balcony doors shut. A scream escapes my lips echoing outside throughout the kingdom. A blue aura covers my body slowly turning a deep red shade. I grip the rails on the balcony turning my knuckles white. Screams and sobs leave my lips as the humiliation and sadness takes over. A slow rumble vibrates the ground as my eyes become clouded with held in tears. I scream at the pain I was feeling. This causes the whole kingdom to shake as if it was hit with an earthquake. Collapsing to the floor I silently cry as the aura fades away back into my body. People shouting was all I heard before resting my eyes into a much needed sleep.

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I wake up to a servent girl shaking me. “Princess dinner is ready.” She says oblivious to my tear stained cheeks. I nod slowly gathering myself up from the cold cement floor. I smile kindly at her dismissing her from my presence. I enter my chambers to see items scattered along the floors. Sighing I pick up the fallen items before making sure I was presentable. With a quick touch up to my makeup I was perfect almost. I leave the room to find a servent waiting to lead me to the dining hall. We walk through several hallways before stopping at grand golden doors. She quickly opens the door allowing me to see inside. Of course more gold, I enter bowing before the king and queen.

“Princess have a seat beside your mother.” Frigga says motioning to my mother. I visibly stiffen but continue to walk towards the available seat. Odin and Frigga sat opposite each other at the large table. Thor, my father and Loki sat in front of me and my mother. Dinner was awkward to say the least. Thor and Odin talked loudly about his training and the random earthquake incident. I lowered my head trying to avoid the conversation. “Y/N sit up I didn’t raise you to be rude.” My mother whispers grabbing my wrist. Her hold was so tight it hurt. I try to pull away but she just tightens her grip. “Lihednat Dolchitni....” she whispers while pricking her finger. I feel my throat close making it impossible to breathe. I bring my hand to my throat hoping my magic will counteract hers. “Listen here daughter. You will obey me until this is all over and you are married. If you make on wrong step to cross me you will die painfully slow. Nod your head so I know you understand.” She says looking at me. I nod slowly struggling to see. She removes her hand and I gasp for air causing everyone to turn to me.

“I’m... sorry.... may... I..... be.... excused..?” I struggle to say having to breather between each word. Frigga nods her head concern in her eyes. I stand up quickly almost falling over. Luckily a servent caught me before I could. Straightening up I scurry out of the room. The doors close behind me allowing me to collapse on them. I gasp for air trying to control my breathing. I glance at my wrist seeing the purple bruises form from my mothers grip. Suddenly my wrist snaps backwards. Tears prick the edges of my eyes as my wrist sears in pain. Ok mother if this is how you want to play.... I’ll play.

I walk back to my room to calm down. My wrist has healed back to its normal state thanks to my father. When I was little he placed a healing spell on me due to my mothers unending torture. I lay down hoping to catch rest but before I could a knock came upon my door. I reluctantly get up to answer the knocking. “Hello?” “Y/N it’s me Thor. I wanted to see what happened to you at dinner.”

“I’m fine.”

“Open the door and we can talk.”

“I appreciate the concern, but really I’m fine.”

“Can I come in to talk then?” I finally open the door allowing him inside. He smiles before entering. He looks around the room admiring its simplicity. “Why do you put up with her?” His question shocks me. “I don’t think I know what you mean.” “Yes you do.” His eyes meet mine with a piercing stare. I sigh motioning to the bed for us to sit. “Thor it is much more complicated then you think.” I say looking at him. He was quite handsome his blonde hair and blue eyes suited him. He was in his silver armor, yet his red cape was missing. “Then uncomplicate it for me.”

“Why should I do that?”

“Well you are to be my wife. I should at least no why you do what you do.”

“You are mistaken.”

“How is that?”

“I am not getting married to you as of right now.” This confuses him tremendously. “What is this you speak of?” He asks standing up. I sigh closing my eyes. “As of now I will marry whomever I fall for.” I say glancing at him. He paces back and forth at this information. “Well then I will win your heart.” He says smiling like he has just discovered a new realm. “Thor....” I started but was cut off by his loud laughing. He looks crazy in this moment laughing to himself. “Goodnight Y/N.” He says before leaving me alone. I sit still wondering what the hell has just happened.

Quote by Shibu Elysian

“I Hope You’re The Last…” Part 1

A/N: Hello!! This is my first story… I hope it isn’t as bad as I think it is :)! Please enjoy and don’t plagiarize if ya wouldn’t mind :)!

Imagine: You are the last resort for peace among Asgard. Although Odin and your family have made it clear you are to marry Thor. Fate makes you choose between the Sons for the safety of Asgard depends on it…..

Words: 2227

Alfheim… that was my home. Not Asgard, no not some golden magical city, or the most glamours realm in the entire universe. Alfheim may not be dripped in gold but it was beautiful. The mere simplicity of my planet is what makes it beauty. No there wasn’t much but there was just enough, enough to make even the coldest of hearts melt. I let out a sigh hoping all my pint up anger will disappear.

“Now Y/N… Please remember that it isn’t only your reputation at stake.” My mother says flatly while looking out the window. I roll my eyes and scoff at her. “Oh dearest mother, how could I?” My voice laced with sarcasm. This earns the quick backhand from her. I no longer flinch or cower in fear like when I was little. I have grown used to the beatings my mother bestowed upon me. I have always been a daddy’s girl, something my mother despises. “In Vanaheim daughters were to be just like their mothers. Not follow their father into throne hearings or take up fighting.” My mother would constantly say. Although I never understood why she bothered. Normally I’d be gone before she could finish that sentence. My father was a kind and gentle spirit. He would never lay his hands on a innocent child. He let me take up defense training when I was young. He knew I was special from the beginning. Unlike Midgard, Alfheim is surrounded by magic. It is in the air we breathe and the ground we walk on. Citizens could access this magic by sacrificing their blood back to the planet. For they came from it they must return back to it. However, royals were special; our magic was limitless always around us. We don’t have to sacrifice blood for our magic, yet it runs through us; like a river ever flowing.

“Come child, tell me what troubles you.” My father sighs. I didn’t have to say anything for him to know. That is what makes our bond special, he could sense my aura from miles away. I sigh knowing it was useless to confide in him, but just maybe he’d hear me.

“Father I can’t do this…”

“And why not? Weren’t you born to be queen?”

“Well yes, but of Alfheim! Not of Asgard, not to someone I barely know!”

“Y/N… Life isn’t always easy. If it was then there would be no point in living, now would there?” His question takes me back a notch. How could this be useful is any sense? “Stop overthing dear you’ll hurt yourself.” He says with a chuckle. I sit at his feet grasping his hand. “Father how do I do this? I mean leave my home and you behind? How can I marry a man I barely know? What do I do? What should I do? Why isn’t easy?” I ask looking for his guidance. He reaches his had down to cup my cheek before letting it fall limp at his side. He looks tired and worn down; he closes his eyes and stills time. “My dear…” he opens his eyes to meet mine. His hand leaves mine to point my eyes towards the fleeting images. “What you see are memories of my lifetime. Here the palace of Asgard… where I did most of my studying with the Allfather himself.” He smiles fonding over his childhood. I gasp at the sheer beauty of the memory. Two boys around 12 running through the gardens with wooden swords. One smaller then the other but made it up by his stoutness. The memory fades into a new one, the same boys but older now each the same height. They walk to halls seeming to recite something. “This was when I helped Odin prepare his speeches. He was so nervous not wanting to disappoint he father.” He chuckles before flashing a new picture. This memory was different, it seemed to be harder to read. I scooted closer to see but the memory faded before I could. “Father what was that?” I ask spinning back to look at him. He smiles a sweet smile before shaking his head. “That was my farewell party. That was the last time I saw Odin for a melinium.” He nods back to the images. I reluctantly gaze my eyes back towards them. This time there was the same boy but with a girl. She was beautiful, her golden hair fell perfectly out of her braids and onto her face. The boy kindly placed the loose strands behind her ear before leaning in to kiss her.

“Is that you and mother?” I ask still staring at the image.

“Yes it is.”

“Y’all look so happy.”

“We were.”

“What happened?” I ask glancing back at my father to see his expression change from joy to remorse.

“She wanted the magic our planet offered, but could never accomplish gaining it’s full power. You see darling she wasn’t born of Alfheim therefore her magic consists of that of a citizens.” He says before sighing. He shakes his head and the memories fade away into the air. “You want to know how you do this?” He asks waiting for me to respond. I simply nod my head afraid to use my words. “The answer is you are my Daughter, Y/N goddess of magic, crossroads, and the moons. Your abilities have foreseen mine since you were 1000.” He says while pinching my cheek. “You are strong, brave, kind, humble, charismatic, independent, intelligent, honest, genuine, talented, and compassionate. You are everything a woman should be to be queen. Just because I will not be with does not mean you are less than any other royal there.” He states locking his eyes with mine. I smile a grateful smile hoping he would take comfort from it.

“You’re highness.” One of the ship hands says out of breathe. My father turns to him smiling. The boy waits for a sign to continue from my father. He simply a nods his head towards the boy before looking back towards the window. “We have arrived to Asgard. We are about to land your Majesty.” The boy says bowing before exiting the room. I sigh getting up from the floor, stretching my legs as I ascend upwards. I grab my fathers hands before leading him towards the door. If I am to be this princes wife then so be it. I will not dishonor my fathers name by running from my problems. We return to my mother who stands as still as a statue next to the window. She snaps her gaze to us before standing up to greet her husband. “My love you look pale. Shall I fetch the nearest healer?” She asks pressing a hand to his forehead. He shakes his head before grasping her little hands in his. “My dear do not worry. I am just overwhelmed that this day has finally come. Our daughter finally being betroved to the son of my oldest friends.” he says pressing a chast kiss to her hands. She looks down smiling at the sight.

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“My dear friend how long has it been?” Odin says while embracing my father in a hug. “Too long old friend.” Was all my father could say before returning the gesture of affection. I stand back a few feet from the group. I didn’t want to interrupt their mini reunion, but sooner or later I was roped into the formal gestures.

“Odin this is my beloved daughter Y/N!” My father exclaims proudly.

“She is quite the sight Alotl. Tell me dear what do you think of Asgard?”

I bite my tongue thinking before answering. “Well your highness I think it is absolutely stunning.” I say holding a tight smile.

“Tell me Y/N your father tells me of your extraordinary power. Would you mind enlightening us with your power?”

“Odin! This is no time for entertainment.” Frigga interjects sending him a stern look. I glance her way receiving a genuine smile. I smile back before her face changes. She looks like she is stuck in time, frozen a beautiful statue.

“Your highness are you alright?” I ask stepping forward. Odin follows my glance before moving to stand behind his wife. A confused look crosses my face as Odin does this. However before I could question the matter further Frigga falls backwards inhaling deeply.

“Frigga what did you see love?” Odin asks while helping his wife stand back on her feet. She stops and looks at you. You shift uncomfortably while her gaze remains on you. Odin looks at you confusion covering his worn features. “Princess Y/N may we have a word alone?” Frigga says turning towards the steps. I follow cautiously not know whether I was in trouble or not.

“You are the goddes of magic?”

“Indeed I am my queen .”

“You know your future is very unclear to me. That is something I am not used to.” She stops walking, spinning around to face me. She eyes me up and down before locking eyes with me. “Tell me dear your power is limitless?” She asks. Her eyes were no long staring at me but almost as if she were looking through me. “Yes your majesty.” I say standing a bit straighter. She nods for a second before looking back towards the entrance. “My dear I am afraid you future must change course for the good of Asgard. You will marry a Odinson, however; I am not sure which” She says turning back around to continue walking. I stand still my feet glued to the ground. My head starts to fog with ideas of what the Allmother has just seen. Am I not good enough for Thor? Am I a danger to the Odinson line? Was it a mistake coming to Asgard. I feel my stomach start to turn as endless scenarios fill my head. The Allmother stops walking for a second glancing back at my rigid form. “Y/N if you wouldn’t mind following me to Hiemdall.” She says turning around completely. Her words come out groogy and quiet. She makes her way towards me lightly placing her hand on my shoulder. Giving it a reassuring squeeze before smiling again. “I do not wish to frighten you my dear.” I look up at her. Her eyes were hopelessly searching mine for any form of emotion. I swallow the lump forming in the back of my throat. Standing straight once more I nod toward the queen, signaling it was ok to walk towards Hiemdall.

I followed her down every hallway possible in the palace before reaching Hiemdall. He was at the edge of the Bifröst where the gatekeeper kept watch. “Hiemdall.” Frigga says capturing the attention of the man. “My queen how may I be of service?” He asks turning towards the queen. He was a large man deep in color. His eyes were blood orange making it hard to not focus on them. He held a beautiful sword as if it were apart of him. “Hiemdall, I am having trouble seeing into the princesses future. Please tell me what you see. Who is her betroved? What does her life in Asgard I store for our people?” She asks looking deeply into his eyes. His gaze falls on me causing me to look down. What felt like an eternity as passed before he spoke. “My queen what you ask is who does she betrove?” He pauses glancing between the queen and I. My body seems to hang onto his every word as if it were the air I’m breathing. “My princess you will thrive in Asgard. You will become a gracious and loved queen. However, fate keeps you in the pool of love. You will be betroved to a son of Odin, however; which is in your control.” He says before turning to the queen. “She will be the savior or the reason Asgard falls. I have seen both endings, however it must be her decision who she chooses to marry. In alteration in her choice will end badly for all the realms.” And with that he turns around back to his station of keeping watch.

“Your majesty I do not understand.” I say plying over his words again and again.

“It appears to be that you will not be married as soon as we’d wish.”

“I peg your pardon?”

“It’s the prophecy! That a princess will be the key to Asgard’s servival, but also the destroyer. If we do not tried lightly I am afraid of the concequences to our actions.” She pauses and looks into the distance. Before waking towarsa Hiemdall. They converse over matters of high importance that I must not be able to hear. After a few minutes of discussing Frigga comes back with a smile. “Ah child Hope is not lost for I know the answer now.” She says walking past me. I follow hot on her heels. “What is the answer my queen?” I ask praying to Odin she tells me. She quickly turns to me causing me to almost run into her. “You will have to choose very wisely princess for your powers are not yet finished. Soon my dear you will see the answer and save us all.” that was all she said before leaving me standing there alone on the Bifröst.

“I Hope You’re The Last...” Part 3

A/N: Hello!! This is my first story… I hope it isn’t as bad as I think it is :)! Please enjoy and don’t plagiarize if ya wouldn’t mind :)!

Imagine: You are the last resort for peace among Asgard. Although Odin and your family have made it clear you are to marry Thor. Fate makes you choose between the Sons for the safety of Asgard depends on it…..

Warnings: cussing, a whole lot of fluff, sexual intentions, and violence

“Okay..... breathe..... Phasmatos navaro pulsus sanguinox.” Air swirls all around me. My magic coursing through my vains causing me to roll my eyes back. The pain was unbearable, every bone felt like it was slowly breaking. Focus I can’t break the spell or it’ll backfire. Screams fill the hallways of the palace. I was warned about the effects dark magic has on royals, but it didn’t matter. Conscienceness creeps into my mind as guilt consumes my every being. I scream moving my hands to a nearby bird. Finishing the spell I watch the innocent creature desinagrate. It has only been a week in the palace and every chance she gets she uses her magic. Spending hours a day hiding while my wounds heal is not how I wanted to spend my time here. I’ve gotten no where with the princes and time is running out. My head is spinning at the overwhelming amount of guilt I feel. Getting up I walk towards the door. Maybe some magic training will cheer my spirits. Making my way over to the training room was quite difficult as I had unnecessary company. “Y/N!” Stopping in my tracks I glance over my shoulder. Thor was running towards me with the biggest smile on his face. “Thor.” I say bowing hoping he’ll let me be on my way. “Where have you been?”

“Addressing personal matters.”

“Such as.”

“My mother.”

“You know she’s in the infirmary.”

“That is such a shame.”

“Why do I get a feeling that you already know?”

“I don’t know Thor..”

“Y/N? What did you do?”

“Nothing Thor! Now if you’ll excuse me I have training to do!” I yell storming into the training room. The door slams behind me; rage filling every being of my existence. A poor fighter dummy catches my wrath as flams flow through my fingers. Melting every inch of the metal off. “Well wouldn’t I like to not be on your bad side..” “OH FUCK! LOKI!!!” I yell scared half to death. He laughs a deep laugh smiling just ever so slightly. He walks around the room eyeing my poor victim. “I must say that was absolutely lame.” He says smirking. I scoff rolling my eyes at his remark. “Well how many people can do that?” “I’d rather not find out. Besides my magic is far more powerful then yours puny witch.” He says smirking at me waiting for my challenge. “Is that so my royal doucheness. Well how about we test that theory?” I challenge matching him step for step around the room. “If you wish.... Princess.” He says holding up his hand.

Green lights flowed through them effortlessly as he waited. Raising my hand showing the velvet blue color. We stand there sizing each other up. Suddenly Loki was gone, vanished, poofed himself out of sight. Smiling I wave my hand around waiting for his figure to appear. He was coming at my right side oblivious to the fact he had been seen. With a flick of my wrist he was sent flying to the wall. A chuckle escapes my lips at his bewilderment. “How did you see me?” “It was just a guess.” I smile innocently at him. He smiles back before duplicating himself over and over again. Bastard. They move in sync circling me. I hold my hand to my chest embracing the magic. Slowly the velvet blue aura covers my body. I walk to each ‘Loki’ eyeing them carefully. Suddenly a hand grabs me from behind. “Hey no touching the merchandise!” I yell. While in unison the Loki’s smile. A bright flash of green sends me flying back against the wall. I look up to see only one Loki now smiling content with himself. I fly off the ground swirling around him. “Y/N! Not fair!” He whines causing me to roll my eyes. “Well duplicating yourself wasn’t fair either. Besides you said you were more powerful.” I shoot back making him more mad. “How about rules? No flying and no duplicating?” He asks looking up at me with no emotion. “Well we already broke those rules.... and I don’t play fair” I say my voice coming out more amused then anything. “Who says I don’t?”

“No one.”

“Why don’t you play fair?”

“Because then I’m like everyone else.”

“You could never be like anyone else.” He mumbles trying to make sure I don’t hear. “I’m flattered but that’s a lie.”

“How so?”

“If you strip away the magic and money I’m another random girl. Besides playing fair doesn’t keep you waiting.” I say throwing a smirk his way. Amusement plays on his face while he thinks. “Then a proposal? Every time either of us hit a wall..... clothing comes off.” He says with a devilish smirk. I contemplate the consequences of these actions. Well you end up naked, or rumors ruin your maidenhood. Yet again who is going to find out?  “Deal.” I just have to win. He smirks before raising his hand. Green lights come at me pushing me towards the wall. I fly upwards causing the magic to change course. Loki flys into the nearest wall knocking the air from his lungs. Laughing I didn’t realize the wall in my way. Seconds later I collide face first crumpling to the ground. I groan standing up. Loki smirks waiting for me to up hold the deal. I kick off my heels earning a very annoyed scoff. “You said clothing, and shoes are clothing.” “That is highly unfair.”

“How so?” He ponders the idea before removing his jacket. The next 30 minutes felt like hours. Both of us earning bruises from the walls. I slowly start to undo my dress when Thor walks in. “Brother. Y/N. We are needed in the throne room.” He says eyeing us with disgust. Loki scoffs, “Couldn’t you have waited 30 more minutes?” Thor just rolls his eyes turning on his heels. I use my magic to get ready hurrying to catch up with him. “What’s the rush?” I stop looking at Loki anger eveident on my face. “I am going to make sure neither of us are shamed.” “Why would I? I am a prince. I can do what I please.” “Excuse me, but I am a princess and my honor is important.” “Honor? My dear you are just a pet. A pawn in our kingdoms to unite them. Believe me your honor is as important as the whores honor.” He says carelessly picking up his jacket. I raise my head holding a tight smile. “Well then I think I’m ready to make my choice.” I say rushing to find Thor. He was already 3 halls down from me. “Thor!” I yell hoping he would stop for me. He slows down his pace, but keeps going which only infuriates me more. “Thor Odinson, Prince of Asgard, I declare you stop!” I yell causing his whole body to go rigid. I quickly close the gap between us slowing when I was in front. He held his gaze forward not daring to look at me. “Your highness....” He grits out slowly lowering his gaze. “Please drop the formalities. Can we talk please?” I plea hoping he would oblige. “Coming from the one who royally decreed me to stop... in my own home!” He scoffs allowing his intense gaze to fall on me fully. His eyes piercing blue were darker then usual. He bore into my head as if to make me disappear. “I’m sorry, but I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to explain myself to you. You have been so kind to me all the time I’ve been here. You’ve been patient and gentle. You put up with my stubbornness and my will to be indecisive. Please let me explain for I fear this will change how you see me in your eyes.” I sputter out. He softens at my words letting his shoulders fall. “Nothing could change how I see you.” He whispers catching my eyes in his once again. A small smile forms on my face as

I tell him everything within the past hour or so. He nods his head as he digests every ounce of information he receives. I wait for his response as he thinks deeply. “Y/N. Listen I know you are in a tough situation. I know you like me, but you also fancy Loki.” He says pacing a little. I am shocked by his words. “Thor.” He cuts me off with his hand before continuing. “Don’t lie to me please. I know your fate, but you must figure this out yourself. I know we can be happy together if you give us a chance, however; that same chance must be given to Loki as well. You must decide for yourself who will make you a better queen, a better warrior, and a better person altogether. That is when you’ll know who to choose.” He says stopping in front of me while gently cupping my face in his hands. I look up to meet his eyes smiling gravely. He nods his head before leading us into the throne room.

Odin sat at the throne and to his right was Frigga. Loki was standing before them causing me to wonder how he got here so fast. “My sons. Y/N.” Odin speaks allowing time for his voice to echo off of the gold walls. We bow before the king paying our due respects. “I am quite displeased that there has yet to be a matrimony. Hence forth I give you lady Y/N 3 days to choose your husband. My sons I give you 3 day to make her decision easier. That is all.” He says before standing. We bow once more making room for him to leave. Frigga stops us from leaving. “Lady Y/N how do you feel about my sons?” She asks. “Well they both are quite different. I find one good company and the other tolerable at first before becoming good company. One lets me rant to him while the other uses diversions to ignore problems.” I say smiling towards the queen.

She chuckes softly allowing a small smile to escape. “Well I have an idea of who is who. My dear I’m sorry for the short notice but please understand it’s for the good of our kingdoms.” She says with a sad smile. I simply nod curtsying while she walks away. A sigh leaves my lips as I look at the two brothers. “Well lady Y/N hurry up we don’t have all day.” Loki says while tapping his foot impatiently. “Pardon me?” I ask giving him a confused look. He sighs before turning around and walking off. “Don’t mind him.” Thor says placing a hand on my shoulder. His hand sits there a little too long, but neither of us move. “How about a tour of the kingdom?” Thor offers causing me to question him. “Why? I mean don’t get me wrong your kingdom is magnificent.” I say slowly pulling from his grip. “But?” he asks reaching for my hand. “I...I.... I miss my home.” I say deflated.

“I’m sorry you were forced to leave your home Lady Y/N...But I can promise if you allow it, Asgard will not disappoint you.” Thor whispers softly searching your eyes for any signs. Before you could respond Hiemdall enters the thrown room. “Lady Y/N.. may I have a word?” he asks before bowing before Thor. You smile a soft smile towards Thor before walking towards Hiemdall. “Yes Hiemdall?” I ask confused with what could be so important. “I have come to tell you a piece of information.”

“Such as” I ask narrowing my eyes at him.

“I think it is time for you to know who you are going to marry.” he says with a smile, like he just won an award. My breathing stops for a second.

“Pardon me?” I ask not sure he just said what I think he just said.

“I’m sorry for the confusion Princess. I told the Queen what she needed to hear in order for you to make a decision, but knowing it wouldn't come to it.”

“I’m still confused?”

“The royal family has been planning you to marry Loki this whole time not Thor.” he says watching for your reaction. When you don’t answer he takes it as his cue to continue.

“Lady Y/N you will thrive with either Odinson as your Husband. However, I fear Loki would cause you more harm. You see Loki cares about 2 things in this entire realm. Himself and his magic. The moment you 2 are marries your magic becomes his and vice versa. He can channel you wherever you are and take whatever he please with your magic. Henceforth I advise you to marry Thor.” he says while slowly gazing around for any unwanted ears.

“Why is my marrying Loki bad?” I ask causing my brows to crease from confusion. He sighs before meeting my gaze again. “That means if he plans to attack another realm he would win. Innocents would die at his hands. There would be destruction and war among the realms and it will ruin the peace amongst us.” he says with a conviction so strong. I flinch back at his tone afraid it was directed at me. “I’m sorry Princess that was rude.” he says before continuing.

“Haven’t you noticed the way you are with him. You are relaxed and at peace, with Loki you are on edge and that is not how love works my dear. I only tell you this because you deserve to know.” He says straightening himself up awaiting for my answer. I slowly nod my head taking a peak at Thor who is watching us like a hawk. “Well then Hiemdall I think it is time to tell the Queen my choice.” I say looking back at him holding his gaze. He waits for you to continue while slowly bowing. “Tell her I am ready to marry Thor.”