Coyote Ugly Part 2

Coyote Ugly part 2

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: cussing, angst, some ptsd (may be triggering), fluff if you squint

Pairings: Plus! Sized reader x Bucky, Steve x Natasha

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?

It was only 5 am and people were still coming in. Already there have been 6 fights and 3 separate girl drama. No one ever really grows up do they?? Stretching my cramped muscles I swing my legs off the couch. 30 minutes of quiet is all I ask for, but quiet doesn’t pay the bills.

“Lea! We have stragglers in here.” Alec calls through the door. With a grunt I push myself off the couch taking extra time to stretch my legs. The door swings open before I could even move. “Lea!” Alec yells stepping inside. “For fucks sake Alec! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” I shriek. An amused smile plays at his lips. “Sorry boss didn’t know if you were awake.” He says followed by a small chuckle. Regaining my composure I hurriedly walk out of my office. “Next time knock.” I warn glancing around the bar.

“Joe found those 2 hanging around the back.” Alec points to 2 kids who look like they were about to pass out. With a curt nod I make my way towards them. “Hello?” I ask noticing their glances towards each other. “Joe let’s take them to the back room.” I instruct watching horror cross their faces. Their stiff body movements and downward gases gave them away before they could even speak.

“I’m going to ask this once and it is very important that you answer truthfully.. okay?” I begin noticing their slight head nods. “Who sent you to my bar? And who are you?” I ask raising my eyebrow for emphasis. The girl fidgets before releasing a deep sigh. “I’m Mak and this is Jordan.” She says gesturing between them 2. I nod my head for her to continue. “I swear we didn’t mean to cause you any trouble. This guy came up to us the other day and said he’d pay our college off if we get intel on a Miss Y/L/N, but it seems there is no here by that name. We are sorry for breaking in.” He words fall deaf to my ears. The world seems to stop for a second and bile rises in the back of my throat. “Uhh- mhm what is his name?” I ask letting out a small cough to keep my throat from tightening.

“He said his name was Brock. I honestly don’t think that is his real name. Uhh ma’am your really pale are you okay?” She asks earning a shake of my head. “I’m perfectly fine. Now how about a deal? I’ll pay off your college and buy you a house fully paid for if you forget you were ever here.” I state watching their eyes almost bulge out of their heads. After some squealing yeses I dismiss them telling them to leave their contact info with Joe.

Fuck.... was all that was going through my head. He couldn’t have found me. No there was no way! I changed my identity and life. I even left Brooklyn! Releasing a heavy groan my hands fly to my hair as I pace my office. My hands shaking and my breathing shallow. What the hell am I gonna do now?

Life was great... to say the least. I’m out of debt and have my own place thanks to one man. His smile was so charming every time he threw it my way. “Y/N!” Came a voice I grew to love. Leaving my room I meet him at the top of the stairs. “Do you like it?” He asked already knowing my answer. “It’s perfect..” I breathe in a blissful trance. Yes life was indeed great.

“I won’t be back til later.” He whispers looking at his phone. “Ugh! You always leave me!” I yell before realizing my mistake. The sound of his hand hitting my cheek was the only noise in the room. “You dumb bitch! After all I’ve done for you!” He seethed, his once gorgeous face twisted in anger. I just stood there pressing my hand to my scorching cheek, while tears blurred my vision. “Now you’re crying?!” He scoffs before taking a fist full of my hair. “I don’t want a bitch who cries all the time for it! When I say I’ll be back don’t throw a fucking tantrum. In fact if I say jump you better say how high!” He roars his breathe hit on my face, making me jump. I slowly nod my head knowing what else I could do. “Good” was all he said before walking out the front door.

“Please..” I beg holding my stomach. It was pointless the kicks only came stronger. “Shut up!” He yelled while grabbing my ankles. The cold tile floor digs into my back while he pulls me to God knows where. The sudden thud of my legs encouraged me to look up. His face was so close to mine while his hands roamed every inch of my body. “Be quiet of I’ll fucking kill you..” he threatened causing me to lay still while he used my body to fulfill his desires. The only sounds were the slapping of skin and the noises leaving his mouth. Tears filled my eyes as I thought back to over a year ago. How naive I was for believing I could live this life without losing myself in the process.

Sobs. That was the only thing I could hear. I shake my head furiously trying to forget the awful memories. A soft knock came at my door. “Y-yes?” I ask my voice shaking in the process. “Lea? It’s Tony can I come in?” He asks jiggling the handle. I didn’t even realize I locked it til i saw him struggling. “Just a minute.” I call picking myself off the ground. I quickly check my reflection in the mirror. I bring my hands up to wipe the tears off my face and reblend it out, but giving up when my mascara and eyeliner continued to smudge. “Shit.” I mumble before opening the door for Tony.

The smile on his face quickly left and in its place came a frown. “Is everything alright?” He whispers forcing me to put in my fakest smile. “Of course.” I say through strained teeth, not even noticing the others behind him. “Lea?” He begins before being interrupted. “What’s wrong?” Came a curious voice. I force myself to look at the blue eyed soldiers. “Nothing. I’m perfectly fine.” I say a little too fast causing all of them to give me stern looks. “Look I’ve got work to do soo..” before I could close the door 2 hands stopped the door forcing it open.

All 4 men walk in while Steve closes the door. They all look worried especially Tony. “Lea.” Tony begins but my hand interrupts him. “Please just let me be alone.” I plea suddenly finding the floor more interesting. “No.” Came a stren voice. My eyes shoot up and meet the cerulean orbs of Bucky. My heart leeps in my chest as I look deeper into his eyes. I open my mouth to say something before closing it again.

“Lea what is going on?” Tony asks stealing my gaze from Bucky. Sighing my hands find refuge in my hair. My feet pacing back and forth as I wrack my brain as to where to start. Turning to the group I release a heavy breathe. “Okay... to be completely honest I had 2 spies sent in here and now I have to find the person who sent them.” I blurt out before sinking my teeth into my bottom lip. My answer seemed to pacify the men, all but Tony. “Then why were you crying?” He pressures narrowing his eyes as to try and see through me. “Just stress tears. It’s completely fine.” I brush off, before the realization hits me I’ve lied to hime twice now. Not just him but the avengers.

“Alright we’ll get out of your hair. See you around Lea and call me about lunch next week.” Tony shouts heading towards the door. I offer and small smile and a see y’all around. Waving at each of them until it was only Bucky and I. “I don’t know what you’re hiding but next time you want to lie to a super soldier make sure your heartbeat is normal.” He says before leaving me alone in my office. Ah hell....

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She lied. Not only to Tony but all of us. I peer over at Steve to see he’s just as deep in thought as me. “You know she lied right?” I whisper not wanting to being in Tony and Sam. Steve meets my gaze giving me a small nod. “Her heartbeat was erratic. Whatever she’s hiding it must be important.” He mumbles. I can see the wheels turning in his minds while he mulls over different theories. “How about when we get back we check her out.” I offer my stomach churning at the thought of investigating her. Steve only nods before focusing on the window.

We arrive at the compound not even 15 minutes later. We’ve barely stopped and I’m already out of the car. “Where you going robocop?” Sam calls earning him a not so nice middle finger. I make my way into the conference room already logging onto the system. A couple minutes later Steve enters the room. “No matter what we find Tony can’t know until we’re sure about what we find.” He states getting a nod from me.

“Friday?” I ask waiting for her to answer. “Yes Mr. Barnes?”

“I need you to get me everything on a miss Lea Black.” I state waiting for the screens to reveal everything I need to know. A few seconds later both mine and Steve’s screens were filled with different women. I scroll through until I find her, but there was no luck. “What the hell? Steve did you find her?” I ask looking up for the first since we got here. “No, not a single thing.” He sighs pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Friday?” Steve calls. “Yes Mr. Rodgers?”

“Is this every Lea Black you have?”

“There is one file locked sir.”

“Locked?” He scoffs furrowing his brows. “By who?”

“That would be Mr. Stark sir”

“Friday I’m going to need you to unlock it.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that without notifying Mr. Stark the file is unlocked.”

There was a short pause and we both think of the next course of action. “Do it.” Was all Steve said before the screens cleared to her. Her picture haunting me as I read through her file. There wasn’t much hell there was absolutely nothing. “Damnit!” I yell closing the screen. Who are you?

Quote by Shibu Elysian

Coyote Ugly part 3

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. ;) This was so long overdue!!!! I’m sorry for such the long wait I made the mistake of grabbing a snack and came back and the whole chapter was deleted :( (the pain I felt). However, to make up for the wait I should be posting the other 2-3 within tonight or tomorrow!! As always I do not own the gif.... credit goes to moviewhorexo :)

Warnings: cussing, more ptsd (may be triggering), angst, things start to build!!

Pairings: Plus! Sized reader x Bucky, Steve x Natasha

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?

An annoyed groan left my lips as I looked back at her picture. Her bright (y/e/c) eyes that were sparkling from earlier, now appearing dull through the screen. Her hair dull and lifeless, resembling the emotions held in her face. Her face was hollowed and thin, dark circles apparent under her eyes. I couldn’t wrap my head around how this was the same girl. If anything I would have thought they were twin sisters, and one fell into the wrong crowd. Shaking my head I placed the tablet down and pinched the bridge of my nose. the only thought crossing my mind was, who are you? 

The silence was cut short by the slam of the door opening. I didn't need to open my eyes to know it was Tony. “Are you fucking serious?” he yelled. I turned my head towards Steve who was looking right back at me. Great. “Now Tony before you start a fight-” Stave began to try and defuse the tension building, but Tony wasn’t having it. “I said to drop it! How hard could it be to just drop it? But no you went behind my back and invaded someone’s privacy, might I add a someone I love like a sister!” roaring he stepped further into the room. 

“She lied to you at the party.” I replied flatly

“The fuck did you say?”

“She lied to you, hell all of us back there!” I began feeling my own anger rising. “Tony how well do you know her? I mean there isn’t a shred of paper on her, no one has that little of information on them!” I say standing, while subtly crossing my arms over my chest. The metal turning and shifting was the only thing distracting me from losing control. 

Tony stared at us for a second, before shaking his head. “Friday call a team meeting, NOW!” he said eying both Steve and I. “Right away Mr. Stark. Is the living room ok?” the system responded earning a curt ‘that will do’ from Tony. “You want to know more about her? Well first we’re going to discuss serious matters, before we get to that part Barnes.” Tony fumed, before storming out. I took my chances looking at Steve, he looked just as confused as I was. “Did we just start something?” I questioned hoping he would provide me the clarity I was searching for. Steve stood there for a second before looking at me. “All I have to say is she better be worth what Tony is about to do, because Nat will freak if we did this without a good reason Buck.” was all he said before following Tony. Shit. 

The living room was in full chaos by the time Steve and I arrived. Wanda and Vision were arguing with Clint and Thor over what this ‘meeting’ would be about. Loki sat across from Natasha and Bruce who looked focused in their own conversation. Sam sat in his love seat with popcorn. He was smiling like a kid on Christmas. Tony was in the front setting up the screen. I felt out of place, don’t get me wrong I love the team (well most of them). But right now I felt like a fish in a shark tank and I was about to meet a very slow death. Steve strolled over to Natasha, who upon seeing him smiled. “What the hell is going on?” she asked watching Steve for any sort of hint. He looked down at her and smiled. “I guess we’re about to find out soon.” was all he said before joining her on the couch. I took my chances on the wall behind Loki, who seeing me knew this was going to more of a scolding then a meeting. “What did you do now Barnes?” he harsly whispered, with a smug smirk on his face. I just rolled my eyes and stayed on the wall. 

“Well now that we are all here.” Tony began, “I want to bring something to everyone’s attention.” he paused and scanned the room. No one moved an inch, but stared back at him confused as to what this was all about. “Invasion of privacy is a big deal! Now I know I’ve dealt in invading people’s privacy, but I want all of you to know right now. If you are going to try and dig information on anyone without my knowledge. Do not use my resources, I will not permit anything of the sorts. Now why is this relevant Tony? I’ll tell you why. Wanda put your hand down.” he snapped. 

Wanda taken by surprise lowered her hand and waited for him to continue. “Now as you all know I have very few people in my life who are dear to me!  People who are like family, besides all of you. I take it very personal when I let some of you meet someone close to my heart and for you to try and invade their privacy.” he stopped again, eying Steve and I. This caught everyone’s attention, causing me to shift my weight between my feet. “So I have decided to tell all of you about this special person and some general information, and I hope this will end curios minds from continuing their search.” Tony stated before tapping the screen. Her picture appeared replacing the once black screen. Her eyes still as emotionless as they were before. I couldn’t keep my gaze off of her. 

“This is my ‘adoptive’ sister Lea Black. She is 23 years old and owns her own Business, Coyote Ugly. This picture was taken 3 years ago when I first met her. She is my family and frankly I could use some. Here.” he said tapping the screen again. “is her today.” The image was completely opposite from the previous one. Your (y/h/c) shone brightly in the sunlight. Your delicate (y/e/c) eyes were squinted just a bit from your smile. Your eyes alone held so many emotions and life in them, I felt myself getting lost within them. Forcing my gaze from your eyes your smile welcomed me like a warm summer day. It was effortless and raw, truly beautiful. You were standing in the middle of a sunflower field with a bright yellow dress on. You looked content and at peace. 

“Now like I said she does own Coyote Ugly, a few of use have had the pleasure of being clients there, but if I find out that there is anymore invading her privacy there will be hell to pay.” as he finished everyone slowly looked around the suddenly to small of a room. There was a brief silence before Sam’s voice broke through. “So that’s why y’all were in a hurry to get back.” he stated throwing more popcorn into his mouth. “What does he mean by that Steve?” Wanda asked knowing no one was gonna let her in their minds. Steve lowered his hands into his hands, releasing a long sigh. “Well I-” but before he could continue I interrupted him. 

“I was the one who invaded both Lea’s and Tony’s privacy. She said something back at the club and I caught her in a lie. I forced steve to help me and againsts his better judgment he helped because he is my best friend. I am sorry Tony for doing what I did, but I will not apologize for trying to find the truth. There is something more you won’t tell us about her and I’ll be damned if I don’t figure it out.” I said my voice slowly lacing with venom as I spoke. Before anyone could say anything else, I stormed out of the room. Leaving them all in confusion and my head swarming with questions. 

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How could I have been so foolish? I let a dry laugh pass my lips. How did he find me? Why hasn’t he come for me directly, Brock wasn’t a patient man, what’s his game?  Releasing a frustrated groan I stand up, deciding it was best if I left my home for a bit. Maybe going to see Maci would help. I glance at the clock seeing it was only 11 am, I normally would be getting up at this time, but I haven’t slept at all last night.

 I tossed and turned before caving in on the fact I wasn’t going to be getting any sleep. I spent most of the night sitting on my balcony embracing nature’s tranquility; while silently wishing I was as peaceful. The moon shone high above me, almost proudly. And with every pass of the night breeze sent a shiver up my spine causing me to nestle further into my blankets. My mind soon wandered over when I was little and everything was so simple. But simplicity is a luxury only few can afford. Around dawn I made my way inside for some coffee before resuming my silent contempt. Living a life mine, caffeine was the only consistent thing in it, besides Maci and Tony. The sun rose emitting soft orange hues, making the almost pitch black night turn into a shade of vivid lilac and pink. 

At that moment I wished for once time would freeze and let me relish this a few seconds longer, but all good things must come to an end. I finally made my way back inside, and began pacing back and forth once more; leaving a permanent trail in its wake. I don’t remember when I had decided to take a shower, only when did the scalding hot water hit my skin did my overly tense muscles relax. I stayed there for well over an hour trying to escape my reality. But all to soon the familiar worrying and unsettling feelings started creeping back in. 

Forcing me back to reality. I proceeded to get ready in an almost dazed like trance. I hadn’t even realize I was downstairs till I was grabbing my keys. The drive was around 15 minutes, surprisingly short for New York traffic. Maci had been by my side since we were little. She knew everything about my past and still stayed with me. I didn’t knock when I reached her house, using the key she made me I opened the door. I began to shrug myself up the stairs and slowly make my way to her room. 

I noiselessly open her door, her room was barely lit. Her shades were almost drawn closed allowing the only light to enter from their small cracks. I quietly made my way to my side of the bed, before taking off my shoes. Double checking for any one night stand stragglers, before easing under the covers. Minutes passed and the only sound in the room was her soft snores. Slowly I positioned myself to face her, while trying to make sure she didn’t wake up. “Don’t be quiet on my account. I heard you when you opened the front door dumbass.” she said in a airy laugh. I laughed as well party at her response and the other out of relief. I hate silence. “I was trying to be considerate moody Judy. What’s got you so cranky?” I ask genuinely curious. Maci is normally and angel when she wakes up. “I met tequila, and tequila knocked me on my ass.” was all she said before we were taken by a fit of giggles. 

Maci got out the bed with an urgent need to go pee. She left me still silently shaking my head and laughing. She wasn’t gone long as soon enough we were facing each other again. “What’s bothering you gorgeous. Normally you don’t come over here till after lunch. And I can practically hear your thoughts turning around in there.” she said tapping me lighting on the head. I pursed my lips not know where to begin, and eventually giving up while rolling onto my back. I let out a long frustrated groan while my arms covered my face. “I don’t know if that was angry frustrated or sexually frustrated, but I will gladly help with either.” 

Maci said earning a heartfelt laugh from me. Maci was something else, and the complete opposite of me. She was 5′7, thin and toned in all the right places. She had long blonde hair that fell to her low back and sparkling green eyes. She was the equivalent of sex on legs, she slept with anyone and everyone. No matter size, gender, or sexuality. Not only that but she was extremely intelligent and witty, maybe that is why Shield hired her.

“Definitely angry frustrated, but I’ll let you know about the other.” I said jokingly. she said something along the lines of ‘you better’, but I was still too busy laughing. She got out of bed to put her hair up as she waited for me to talk. “Y/n? What’s wrong?” she persisted standing in front of the bed. I sat up running my hands through my hair. “Yesterday there were a couple of kids who snuck into the club. Nothing out of the ordinary until we started to interrogate them. Someone had paid them to sneak into the club. Me being curious as to why kept persisting on the topic.” I said before pausing to release a sigh. I looked down at my hands before meeting her waiting gaze. “Well one of the kids, she said he paid them to come and find out if there was a y/n y/l/n there. I was stunned because only a few people know my real name M. So against my better judgement I asked who sent them. A-an-and she said he was a man who went by the name of Brock.” I finished looking at my best friend. 

Minutes of silence passed between us before Maci spoke again. Her gaze was fixed on the wall behind me.  “Fucking bastard will wish he was dead, before I ever get the chance to find him.” she fumed catching me off guard. “M I don’t know what to do. I can’t stop living my life, and so far there has been no more contact attempts.” I said her stare was hard and cold, before softening when she looked at me. “You know I will have to tell Fury Y/n... I would much rather you be safe than in the hands of that bastard again.” she replied softly while sitting next to me. I let her words sink in for a moment, while trying to come up with some answer. 

“Then tell Fury. I was foolish to think I could out run my past...” I said while the memories clawed their way back into my mind. 

“Come now it’s not that bad see?!” Brock said while bringing the needle too close for comfort. I flinched back only to earn a hard slap on my left cheek. The room he held me in was white, but not the pretty, pure white. No this white was dirty almost yellow, close to turning brown. The lights were bright as if knowing they were going to burn themselves into my memory. I didn’t know what I had done to deserve this. I stopped fighting him a long time ago, so why did he keep treating me this way? His hand came around to my arm, jerking harshly for me to move. When I didn’t move fast enough he dug his nails deeper into my delicate flesh, causing me to bite down on my tongue. Tears brimmed my eyes, while metallic filled my mouth. He led me down hallway after hallway, my tears causing me to trip earning more punches or kicks, whatever Brock felt like doing. When we reached the last hallway there was only one door at the end of it. It was all black and metal by the way the light reflected off of the steel. And as if to make it worse there was a large red x painted in the center of the door, making a shiver dance up my spine. My head was pounding and I began to think this is how I will die. I began to feel betrayed, betrayed by my family for abandoning me the way they did, betrayed by my brain for it won’t cooperate with my body, and lastly betrayed by heart for ever being able to love a man like Brock; and worse of all for still loving him. He released my arm to start unlocking the door, and my body came alive. I had a minute tops to start my escape and if I were to die, well I’ll be damned if I don’t go down with a fight. I turned on my heels and sprinted down the hallway. My blood felt like it was going a billion miles an hour, my ears were ringing, and natural instinct took control. I rounded the first corner and kept going, I heard the footsteps getting closer, but I kept pushing. As I went to round my 3rd corner a hand grasped my hair and flung me back, forcing me to land on my back and head. The air that once fueled my lungs to escape completely vanished and I was left a coughing mess. My head began spinning as all the blood rushed to the injury. Brock came into view and leaned over my body. He swayed his finger in a ‘no’ motion while tutting at me. “Now sweetheart, why’d you go and get yourself hurt like that? I haven’t even shown you my surprise yet and here we are with you hurting yourself again.” he said with a dark smile. I gasped for a few more minutes trying to gain the strength to crush his heart like he did mine over and over again. “I-I-I” I stopped to inhale a breathe, my breathe coming back to me. he leaned forward before grabbing my hair and pulling my face close to his, our lips no more than a hair apart. “What was that?” he asked a scowl forming on his once handsome face. The face I used to trace and love with every fiber of my being. “I-I-I was going to sa-y... I’m not your swee-eetheart no more!” I said before spitting in his face. His eyes clouded with fury I have grown to know all too well. He dropped my face and stood up motioning for whoever that was coming to wait. “We’ll see about that Y/n...” was all he said before I felt the feeling of his foot kicking my face and everything went black. 

It tooks me a while to remember I was at Maci’s and not at that horrific place. My breaths came out uneven and short. “Y/n? I need you to breathe okay? You are having a panic attack, hands over your head. What are your favorite things in the world?” Maci asked kneeling in front of me. Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to cry. “Y-yo-you....” I paused to raise my hands over my head to allow myself better access to breathe. After a few seconds I got a deep breathe allowing me to continue. “To-ony.. m-y job... a-and.” I paused again finally getting my breathing to return back to normal. I slowly lowered my hands and looked at Maci. “And cake.” I said with a small smile. “There ya go. See, you are ok? Now how about we get that cake and a stronger concealer for your dark circles.” she said with a smile. I laughed before pushing her slightly. “Hey!” I laughed getting up and slipping on my shoes. “Well babe I don’t ever hide the truth and the truth right now is we need food in our bellies! And some new makeup!” She said before throwing her hair into a messy bun. I gazed at her for a second, before glancing at her full length mirror. “Ooo God! You’re right, I look like a racoon.” I said laughing followed by a very loud ‘mhm’. 

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“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.”

Coyote Ugly part 4

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. ;) As always I do not own the gif.... credit goes to moviewhorexo :)

Warnings: cussing (not surprised), mentions of ptsd and flashback, angst, little bit of fluff, y’all ain’t ready

Pairings: Plus! Sized reader x Bucky, Steve x Natasha

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 Earth's greatest heroes force that path?

To say I wasn’t a fan of Fury was a major understatement. Although the day was spent laughing and forgetting about everything, Maci still dragged me to Shield headquarters. I knew she wouldn’t let me go home until her boss had heard the news. I dreaded the meeting with every fiber of my being. Don’t get me wrong, I owe a lot to Shield, but Nick Fury was one man I never liked to be in the presence of. The drive was silent except from the radio playing God knows what. The closer we got the more anxious and nauseous I felt. I was so wrapped up in my head that I wasn’t paying attention until I heard it. The first few keys made me freeze in my seat. 

500 miles I had it all planned Drove all day to ask your Dad for your hand I wrote it all out I knew what I'd say My heart it was racing and my hands started to shake But I, took a deep breath and I said I promise to love her With all that I have I'll put nothing above her And I won't turn my back She's my everything She's all I'll ever need And she loves me at my worst Sir, I give you my word I promise to love her

“M turn that off.” I whispered feeling the tears form, my throat went dry, and all the blood in my body turned ice cold. Maci to wrapped up in singing the song didn’t hear me. My heart began to race and I felt a cold sweat rise over my brows. ‘Maci turn it the fuck off!” I said louder this time. Her attention suddenly taken off the the song to me, but she didn’t move to change it. 

The music plays And I'm all a mess As I watch you walking towards me in that pretty white dress Do you take this woman to be your wife To have and to hold for the rest of your life Well I, took a deep breath and I said I promise to love her With all that I have I'll put nothing above her And I won't turn my back She's my everything She's all I'll ever need And she loves me at my worst I'm giving my word I promise to love her and keep her Want her and need her Make her my whole world And when that day comes I'll come undone When that doctor brings in that little girl I promise to love her With all that I have I'll put nothing above her And I won't turn my back She'll be my everything And all I'll ever need My little angel on earth

I tried to slow my ragging heart, while my fingers began to shake. Maci noticing finally turned the song off, but not fast enough. Tears cascaded down my cheeks. “What? Do you not like the song that much?” she asked completely caught off guard by my reaction. I shook my head in anger and wiped  the tears away fiercely. “Yes! In fact when I am around do not ever play that fucking song again!” I seethed before turning my head to look out the window. 

“Y/n talk to me... I don’t know-” Maci began, but I cut her off with my hand. Releasing a sigh, I moved to look at my best friend. “You can’t fix this M. This has to do with the bastard.” I said sighing heavily. Maci waited for me to continue. “He played it when he was in his ‘nice’ moods, but he would also play it when he wanted to hurt me. He filled my head with empty promises with that song, and crushed every single one of them with it as well. He would play it only when I was ‘good’ and swear it would be us after he fixed me. He would also play it when he would beat the shit out of me, saying I am the reason we would never be able to fulfill ‘our’ song. I detest that song, just please don’t play it around me.” I finished my eyes trained on my fingers. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked her voice breaking a little, before she quickly recovered. I just shrugged my shoulders while trying to come up with an excuse. “In a way I guess it felt like I still had something to hang onto, what it is I don’t know, but it was something no one else knew about what happened to me M. It just solidified that I was there alone, no one else. There wasn’t you or Tony, hell there wasn’t Fury yet. In some twisted sense it made it all feel more real.” I confessed slowly, while lifting my head up. Maci looked with tears in her eyes. “Y/n what happened to you changed you, and it was real. You don't need to hold onto it to make sure it was real. Yes you were alone, but you aren’t anymore. You have people who would die for you. You don’t have to keep it all in anymore.” she said grabbing her hand with mine. I slowly nodded my head, before training my eyes on the compound. Well if anything she said was true people would die for me, but all for a secret. 

The compound was still the same as I remembered it almost 3 years ago. The walls are still white with black or gray accents actually the whole building was filled with white, black, or gray. The walk to Fury’s office was too long for comfort. My stomach twisted and churned the closer we got. Maci was walking with her head held high, without a care in the world. While I shrank into myself, but displaying a fake smile on the outside. Maci’s abrupt stop made me almost run into her. Her eyes were scanning the surroundings, before she glanced back towards me. Slowly she brought her finger to her lips motioning for me to stay quiet. Time slowed while my heart ragged on. Inhaling as quietly as I could I tried to keep myself from panicking. The compound was quiet, too quiet, normally people are everywhere like flies; but there wasn’t a soul to be seen. 

“Y/n, follow my every move! And don’t lose control...” she whispered calmly, her once green eyes now almost black. I nodded my head, before following Maci down different hallways than before. We were off the main floors and in the tunnels. If something was wrong, we would be safe there or meeting the danger head on. I replayed my favorite things to keep my breathing from rising, while my hands were beginning to tremble and my legs felt like mush. “Y/n when we . hit this door we bolt for it you hear me?” she harsly whispered while grabbing my arm. I was too focused on the door to notice Maci’s warning. Her persistent jerking snapped my gaze to her. “Shit! Your eyes.” she said before looking around. When she double checked we were alone she met my gaze again. “Y/n you have got to remain in control. You can out run my by miles you hear me, so no matter what happens you keep running.” her voice filled with conviction and determination. “M you must be dumb to think I would leave you behind.” I say while shaking my head at her. Maci just rolls her eyes before placing the keys to the car in my hand. “Y/n! We don’t know what is behind there....If the compound has been taken over and someone is here our job is to get you out of here!” she said before grabbing my arms and staring at me with a look of such desperation. “Promise me if things get ugly in there you will go straight to Tony’s! Or I swear on my aunt Helen I will whoop your ass to Timbuktu.” she whispered before locking eyes on me again. I slowly nod my head, understanding it was her job to keep me out of enemy hands. Maci content with my answer returned back to facing the door. I released the breathe I didn’t know I was holding, silently preparing myself for what was to come. Then with one finally look Maci opened the door and before we knew it all hell broke loose....

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I spent the next several hours in the training room, punching everything in my path. I was currently on my 5th bag when Steve strolled in, his hands in his pockets and a defeated look on his face. I didn’t stop the task at hand which was currently to get all my pent up frustration out on the bag. Steve didn’t speak to me until I finally quit my assault on the bag. “You know Buck I’ll always have your back..” he began before trailing off like he couldn’t get the words out, but before he could finish I cut him off. “No! I get it, take their sides on how wrong it was, but you know what we did was necessary!” I snapped, throwing Steve a hard glare. He shifted uncomfortably not liking the position he found himself in. 

“I’m sorry Buck, but you know we should have just asked Tony before unlocking that file. Now I have Nat mad at me for going along with it, and Tony won’t come out of the labs.” he said looking defeated. “Don’t shift the blame, we both knew what we were doing!” I snap not being able to contain my anger anymore. “I took the blame for you because no one would question me digging up someone’s past, but do not for a second think you can come in here and guilt trip me!” I yell finally facing my friend. Steve looked passive, but I know underneath there was a storm brewing. “What do you want me to do Buck?!” he yelled back lifting his hands into the air. “I want you to help me find out more.” I say more calmly, while crossing my arms over my chest. Steve stood there mirroring me, his jaw clenching and unclenching. “I can't do that Buck.” he says while grinding his teeth. “Then leave.” I force out, before turning back around to continue my assaults. Steve didn’t move an inch his gaze burning holes in my back. “I really am sorry Buck.” he whispers before leaving me alone with my thoughts.   

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Adrenaline. That is what kept me from feeling anything. The sounds of gunshots were echoing off everywall. The only light to help guide me came out in pathetic flashes. My grip on Maci’s hand only intensified as we maneuvered through the chaos.  The only thing I could make out was we were stuck in a crossfire. There were 2 sides, this I know from the different smell of the the guns. “M we gotta find Fury.” I whisper slowing my movements. Maci didn’t respond just kept moving forward. The sudden grasp on my neck made my body freeze. “Where ya going 236.” the voice whispered, but before I could answer Maci was on the assalent, working on his grip. My blood rushed to my head and the instinct to lose control slowly crept up my spine. Effortlessly I pulled his hand off my neck, before swiftly kicking him on the ground. The scent of fear soon flooded my nostrils, making them flare with desire. But before I could do anything further, Maci’s hand on my arm pulled me away from my target. 

“Hagyd elmenni. (let him go)” Maci whispered in my ear. The urge was getting stronger to rip his heart out with each passing second, but Maci wouldn’t let me. “Ez már nem te vagy. Ne hagyja nekik elégedettségüket adni nekik. (This isn't you anymore. Stop giving them the satisfaction that it is.)” she persisted before reaching for my hand. Closing my eyes I released my hold on his throat letting his body crumple to the floor. “Let’s move.” I whisper not liking that we were exposed. Maci agreeing continued to lead me further into the tunnels. 

Time seemed to slow as the guns continued their pursuit of victims. While moans were heard everywhere from those unfortunate of falling victim. The many hallways was starting to make my head feel fuzzy with confusion. the closer we got to the exit the quieter the shots got and so did the moans. Maci squeezed my hand three times signaling we were close to the exit. But my stomach kept churning with uncertainty. 

As we rounded the last corner, a fire rang through the halls. And before we knew it a second and then a third before we were forced back. “M are you hurt?” I ask releasing my friends hand to check my own body as well. “I’m ok, none hit me. Are you ok?” she asks before grabbing my shoulder. As soon as her hand touched my shoulder she drew it back. “Fuck your shoulder.” she breathed, while ripping a piece of her shirt off. 

“I’m fine. It’s just a scratch.” I say while avoiding her advances. “Y/n let me at least cover it.” 

“No, I said I’m fine. What we need to worry about is how the hell we are going to get through them.” 

“Well if you let me..” 

“M I swear to God if you touch me I will roundhouse kick you.” I harshly whisper. Maci let her hands fall, obviously knowing she wasn’t going to win this argument. We stood there for a few seconds gathering your thoughts on what to do next. “Ok, fuck Y/n. We have to surrender” she whispers before peering around the corner, causing another round of gunshots to echo through the hall. I slowly nod my head before making my way infront of her. “What the hell are you doing?” she says while trying to grab my shirt.  I avoid her hands while slowly bringing my own up.

 “Ez 236. A barátom és én fegyvertelen vagyunk és hajlandóak leszünk átadni mindaddig, amíg le nem engedi fegyvereidet. (This is 236. My friend and I are unarmed and are willing to surrender, as long as you lower your weapons.)”  I yell while revealing myself from the corner. There were 3 men standing in front of the door, none that I could recognize. Maci slowly followed behind me, allowing herself more room to jump back if they were to fire at her. 

“Engedje el a barátomat, és én szívesen megyek. (Let my friend go and I will go willingly.)” I yell while taking a few cautious steps forward. One of the men grunted before the weapons were lowered. “Y/n what are you doing?” Maci whispered while falling into step with me. “Saving your life.” was all I said before glancing her way. Mer face contorted with a mixture of anger and sadness. “No.” she said while stopping her movements. “M, I don’t have a choice, now move your ass. I’ll be right behind you.” I whisper, slowly bringing my gaze back to the men. We continued the walk in silence until we reached the men. 

The one in the middle nodded his head, before slowly opening the door. The sunlight burst in with a vengeance, causing me to squint my eyes. “Csak ő mozog, vagy mi lőni fogjuk. (Only she moves, or we'll shoot her.)” he said while nodding his head towards Maci. Maci glances back at me before making her way out of the door. She stopped and looked back at me to see what I was gonna do. Our eyes met and for a second I hoped she would listen. 

I slowly tilted my head to motion her to keep walking, but she stood firm. Worry settled into my skin when the guy on the right began to lift his gun. I tilt my head again for her to keep going. Fuck Maci please for once listen. As soon as he raised his gun Maci turned back around and kept walking. As soon as the light had come it was gone. Silence filled the air before the gut in the middle began to smirk. “Azt mondták, hogy veszélyes vagy, de itt be vannak zárva ezekbe az alagutakba, és Ön is megadja magát. Hogyan érzi magát itt bezáródni velünk? (They said you were dangerous, but here we are locked in these tunnels and you surrendering. How does it feel to be locked in here with us)” he says while reaching for my hair. I slowly begin to smile allowing myself to lose control. “Nem, nem vagyok itt bezárva. Itt vagytok bezárva velem. (No, I am not locked in here with y'all. You are locked in here with me.)” I whisper before meeting his eyes. His smirk began to fall, and before I knew it their blood was covering my hands. 

Wiping my brow I make my way to the door, carefully avoiding the damage I’d caused. With a small push the door swung open, and the light welcomed me once more. Before I could walk further a voice stopped me dead in my tracks. “I see you haven’t changed sweetheart.” he said, making my skin crawl. I turned on my heels to find Brock leaning against the wall down the hallway. “Such a shame you didn’t finish like you wanted to. I mean their hearts are still in their chests.” he chuckled before motioning to the bodies at my feet. “I’m not that person anymore.” I yell, before eyeing the bodies. The Insatiable hunger starting to gnaw at my insides.

 Brock let out a small laugh before meeting my hard stare. “You may be able to lie to yourself, but never to me. I know you better than you know yourself. Hell I created you.” he says his eyes leaving mine to rack over my body. A shiver ran it’s way up my spine, turning my blood cold. He quickly met my gaze before breaking out into a dark smile. “You can run all you want Y/n, but I will get you back. I don’t like what’s mine to be gone for too long.” he whispers before pushing himself off the wall and walking back into the darkness. 

Tags: @buckysthing​, @mccloudchloe​

“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.