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FOR ANYONE WHO WANTED THE TRANSLATION OF WHAT ODIN SAID IN THE UPDATE!!

“Jotun Modir…”

What seems to be happening is Odin is speaking in his native language after being woken up, which seems to be a mishmash of anglosaxon runes and english letters. (headcanon confirmed nice) 

Jotun is the ancient Norse for giant, and Modir was the mythological figure who gave birth to the Jarls, so Odin’s saying Giant Mother??? 
EDIT: It’s PROBABLY Odin saying it like an exclamation i.e “mother of god…” or something like that, you know aye, he’s had a rough week to be fair.

Safe With Me.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: This a request from this drabble list by @peterandchurros.
#2: “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” 
#21: “I’m bulletproof…but, please, don’t shoot me.” and
#94: “I had a bad dream again.” 
Thanks for the request, love! I hope you like it xoxo

Warnings: No swears this time, but Peter has PTSD. He has anxiety attacks in this.

Word Count: 830

A/N: I switched the order of the prompts… I hope that’s alright. Otherwise, I don’t really have anything to say! I hope y’all enjoy it!

The wind on top of a skyscraper is impossible.

Peter awoke, tied to a chair in his spidey suit. Gathering his surroundings, he saw no one around him. He wracked his brain, but he just couldn’t seem to remember how he’d gotten there. For some reason, the last several hours were missing. The last thing he remembered was kissing you goodbye before getting off the train.

He struggled against the ropes, but his arms seemed tired from too much web-slinging. Hm, must have had a busy day. He did his best to break his legs free instead. Once he did that, he jumped as high as he could and landed on his back, shattering the wooden chair beneath him. He was free, but he lied on the ground dazed for a moment; he had knocked the breath out of his lungs with the force.

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