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So after being peer-pressured talking about it with my friends, I brought Valkari into the DA universe as a companion, tho that was probably already made apparent by the collab I did with Domirine u v u

In the DAverse, Valkari is a hedge witch, aka a hobo mage. Her means of combat are much more physical and less flashy tho, hence why I’m considering having her be a shape-shifter and/or knight-enchanter specialization. I plan on doing one of the companion prompts for her later on. It actually been pretty interesting trying to create her backstory and character in the DAverse while still staying faithful to her TES origins. 

Also, as is the case with most AUs, she goes by Dawna, which is her birth name in TES. So my tag for her will be ‘DA Dawna’

Beneath the Shade of the Sunflowers

Hi guys! This imagine was inspired by early beat poetry, (namely Gary Snyder and Allen Ginsberg) so I hope that you like it! It’s starts out really sweet, but ends really filthy? I hope that’s okay lol???? I just wanna blow Tom Holland? (But also love him, and make sure he’s happy forever?)

Beneath the Shade of the Sunflowers

Tom watched her glide a tube of soft, rose lipstick over her mouth and smear concealer beneath her eyes. She dragged a heavy brush through her hair and sighed at her reflection.

    He crossed across the room and slid behind her in the chair she sat in, her legs crossed while Tom’s legs spread behind her back. They were so close that Tom could feel her inhaling. “Sweetheart, what’s the matter?” He moved a stray piece of her hair behind her ear.

    “Meh,” She voiced back to him, looking down at the floor. Tom knew something was bothering her, he just couldn’t decipher what.

    “Don’t give me that, what’s wrong? Let me help fix it,” Tom said as he traced her shoulders through her jumper.

    “I just, don’t, I don’t know, feel that pretty right now.” She paused and Tom’s mouth dropped open, the million and one beautiful things about her were ready to leap from his lips, when she cut him off by speaking again. “I’m breaking out on my chin, my face is too square, and my eyes are too big for my face. My thighs are just, ugh, you know what? Let’s not even talk about those tree trunks right now,” Her lower lip trembled and water sparkled in her eyes. She stopped and leaned forward to fiddle with a makeup brush.

    Tom quickly removed his body from it’s place behind her own, and got down on both knees onto their floor, taking her face in his palms. He kissed her closed eyes and wiped the tears away the best that he could. “Let take you somewhere that will make you feel better.”

    She nodded and Tom grabbed her bag from their kitchen table as he locked the door.

    Truth be told, Tom had planned to take her to this place under better circumstances. He wanted to plan a candlelit dinner, maybe get some eclairs and strawberries, definitely some champagne, but he knew she needed this place right now. Her hand was curled beneath her head as she leaned up against his car’s window, while Tom kept one hand focused on the steering wheel, and the other hand holding her own.

    Tom had found the place while he was hiking with some of his friends and he was completely awestruck by how much it reminded him of her.

It was secluded, hidden beneath layers of trees and leaves. When the wind blew and tickled the leaves, it sounded like groups of fairies flitting from tree to tree. Overgrown sunflowers, daisies and weeds scattered the ground with color and he could hear the soft brush of waves somewhere that he was unable to locate. When the sun bled through the leaves, everything was enveloped in a hazy, dreamy glow.

He wanted to build her a treehouse here.

Tom could picture them, kissing underneath a tree, while the leaves rustled around them and her hair tickled his chin. He thought about her voice echoing through the emptiness, the love that only she could portray through her words, marking the haven as their own.

Tom could visualize them fucking in the treehouse. Blankets, pillows, stacks of novels would be scattered all over the floor, and she’d be begging him to love her harder. He’d hold her hand when she came, and he’d lick the drops of their time together from in between her legs and they’d share a bottle of water when they just couldn’t go anymore.

He parked the car and guided her to the spot, helping her over rocks and debris. Tom couldn’t wait to show her how much she meant to him, even though he wished that he’d had time to build her their treehouse, and to cook her something sweet for dessert.

After thirty minutes of walking, the pair finally reached their destination. Tom let go of her hand and watched, his back up against a tree, as she spun in circles, drinking in the image of their place around her.

She couldn’t believe that Tom had stumbled upon this place. It was like pixie hollow brought to life, and she opened and shut her mouth like a guppy, unsure where to start her exploration.

“When I got lost on that hike I told you about, this is where I ended up. I knew it was made for you because it’s the most ethereal place that I can think of, that I know of. You belong here, with all the trees, and the flowers, and the light. I’m going to make this all for you.” Tom’s boots crunched across the leaves as he made his way over to her. He noticed her eyes were glittering in the sun again.

“I know that you said that you don’t feel pretty right now, so I’m going to comfort you in Allen Ginsberg’s words, because you know that they’re inherently better than whatever falls out of my mouth.” Tom reached out for her, “Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower? when did you look at your skin and decide you were an impotent dirty old locomotive? the ghost of a locomotive? the specter and shade of a once powerful mad American locomotive?

You were never no locomotive, Sunflower, you were a sunflower!   

And you Locomotive, you are a locomotive, forget me not!

So I grabbed up the skeleton thick sunflower and stuck it at my side like a scepter,

and deliver my sermon to my soul, and Jack’s soul too, and anyone who’ll listen,

—We’re not our skin of grime, we’re not dread bleak dusty imageless locomotives, we’re golden sunflowers inside, blessed by our own seed & hairy naked accomplishment-bodies growing into mad black formal sunflowers in the sunset, spied on by our own eyes under the shadow of the mad locomotive riverbank sunset Frisco hilly tincan evening sit-down vision.”

By the time Tom finished, her eyes were glazed over and she was biting down on her lip, rubbing his hand between her own, every so often pressing warm, rose colored kissed down onto his knuckles.

When he opened his mouth to continue, in his words this time, explaining how exquisitely dulcet her beauty was, and how she was his sunflower, she placed a soft kiss onto his lips.

“Let me show you how much I love you,” She said and pulled him by the tips of his fingertips onto the floor where she began to lay. “In the wise words of Gary Snyder, of course.”

Rapidly tugging his arms from the confines of his coat, he shoved it under her head when the pair finally reached their destination in the grass, hidden beneath the leaves of the sunflowers who appeared to be holding hands.

Rolling on top of her, and bracing his elbows on either side of her head, “I don’t want to bump your head on a rock.”

She quirked her head to the side, and laughed against his chest, pushing his over to straddle his lap. She slid the jacket beneath Tom’s head and mimicked his voice the best she could, “I don’t want you to bump your head on a rock.”

Tom pushed her hair all to one side and she flattened out against the firmness of his frame, kissing him as deeply as she could. He cradled the softness of her cheeks between his palms and groaned when she bit his bottom lip. Feeling the flutter of her eyelashes, Tom opened his eyes and felt her moving the rosy, wetness of her mouth down to his neck, while her hands began to unbutton his flannel.

Soon, her lips traced the lines of definition on his chest. Tom groaned and wound his fingers up into her hair. When he pulled her back up to him, her skirt had risen up and he could spot the bows on her pink panties and her mouth was slick from her kisses. Tom groaned again.

“What?” She asked him softly, peeking up at him through her lashes. “Do you like it?”

“Baby,” Tom leaned up on his elbows, “are you fucking kidding me? Of course I do, M’just making sure that my girl is doing okay.”

She made her way back up his body, kissed him lewdly on the mouth and answered him. “Course I am, I love you. I love it here. I wanna make it ours.”

Tom ached in his jeans and he whimpered when she slid her covered center over the bulge hidden inside his jeans.

Crawling onto her knees, she planted kisses down the length of Tom’s chest once more. Her voice was velvet when she spoke again, “What my hand fol­lows on your body/ Is the line. stream of love/of heat, of light, what my/eye las­civ­i­ous/licks/over watch­ing/far snow-dappled Uin­tah moun­tains/Is that stream.”

Tom watched as her tongue flicked over the area just beneath his bellybutton and Tom felt like he  was going to burst. Her nimble fingers plucked the bottom of his jeans open and she licked the length of his chest while she unzipped his zipper.

“What my/hand curves over, fol­low­ing the line./“hip” and “groin”/Where “I”/fol­low by hand and eye/the swim­ming limit of your body.”

One of Tom’s hands made the move to sweep her hair out of her way so that he could watch her. She sucked one of his fingers into her mouth and Tom was engulfed by the damp, tightness that rested behind her closed lips. Her tongue traced over his knuckle and Tom’s hips bucked. How he wanted her tongue elsewhere.

Her hands made slow work of stroking him through his boxers, all the while his finger rested inside her mouth. Their eyes never left each other’s as Tom felt her hands softly drift over the sensitive tip of his cock.

“Darling, be a good girl. Suck me off,” Tom groaned, freeing his hand from her lips.

“Always a good girl for you,” her voice soft and honeyed.

She obeyed and liberated Tom’s aching cock. She licked her lips, watching with her hands in her lap, as it leaked precum.

“C’mon good girl, show me how sweet you are. Take care of that for me.” Tom’s voice melted into her ears as he gently wrapped a hand around her hair. He loved watching her struggle to take all of him in her mouth.

Bringing her lips so close to it that Tom could feel her breath, Tom looked down as she carefully guided her tongue over his slit, licking away his early excitement.

“Does daddy need to remind you how he likes it?” Tom’s voice was gruff and heavy with want.

Blinking up at him, and she held direct eye contact as her lips enveloped his cock.

She gagged around him and Tom was caught between a smirk and a moan. Her tongue licked over the vein on the underside of him, just how he liked, and Tom begged his hips to stay put. He didn’t want to thrust into her mouth right now and surprise her, he always asked her if he was allowed to fuck her mouth before he actually did so.

Tom hissed and helped her up and down his length. He could feel the softness of her cheeks in between his legs and her mouth was just so warm. Tom didn’t know how much he could take.

“You’re doing so good, your mouth is so perfect.” Tom stroked her cheek. “Is daddy allowed to fuck your mouth today, good girl? It is okay?”

She blinked up at him and did her best to nod with him in her mouth. He was already starting to drip down her throat.

“Yeah, it’s alright sweetheart?” Tom clarified once more.

When she nodded her head, Tom wound a second hand through her hair and wrenched his hips up off the ground to buck into her mouth.

Her tongue circled around his tip and she held onto a loop in his jeans as he started to fuck her mouth just as roughly as he would if he was in between her thighs.

Maintaining eye contact, she moaned, knowing Tom loved the vibrations around him while he was so sensitive.

“Do you wanna be a good girl for me and swallow daddy down?” Tom asked, hips barely stilling.

She nodded and Tom thrusted up into the heat of her mouth a few more times, before she felt him spill himself past her lips.

She sucked him off through his orgasm as Tom whispered and groaned about how sweet, and how good she was to him.

After she’d ensured that she had swallowed him all down, she released him from her mouth with a saturated pop. Tom noticed that he had a ring of rose colored lipstick around him as he zipped himself back into his jeans.

She sat back on her heels, feeling shy after what they’d done. Tom looped his arms behind her back and pulled her up to him. He kissed her ever so delicately on her lips, “Are you okay, darling? Do you want some water, do you need anything?” He cradled her to his chest and stared down at her, surveying her mouth for any signs that he’d been too rough on accident.

“Beneath this long caress of hand and eye,” She recited the last line of Gary Snyder’s ‘Beneath My Hand And Eye The Distant Hills, Your Body.’ “‘we’ learn the flow­er­ing burn­ing, out­ward, from ‘below.’” She kissed Tom again. “I’m okay. I love it here, and I love, love, love, love you.” She licked her way down Tom’s still bare chest and Tom stirred once again in his jeans.

“Why don’t you let me show you, with my words and my mouth, how much I love you, my little sunflower?” Tom asked, laying her down, once again in the grass.                      

Masterlist

Updated as of: 2/20/17

The Originals

Smut

Slow (Kol Mikaelson)

Anger (Klaus Mikaelson)

Good Morning (Elijah Mikaelson)

Home (Kol Mikaelson)

Birthday Gift (Kol and Kai)

Marry Me? (Klaus Mikaelson)

Vacation (Elijah Mikaelson)

Flowers and Chocolates (Kol Mikaelson)

Fluff:

This Is Halloween (Elijah Mikaelson)

Décor (Elijah Mikaelson)

Comfort (Elijah Mikaelson)

A Night In (Elijah Mikaelson)

Technology (Elijah Mikaelson)

Christmas Village (Kol Mikaelson)

Badass (Klaus Mikaelson)

Christmas With The Mikaelsons (Klaus Mikaelson)

Awake (Klaus Mikaelson)

The Vampire Diaries

Smut

Keep Warm (Kai Parker)

Happy Birthday (Kai Parker)

Birthday Gift (Kol and Kai)

Let Me In (Kai Parker)

Little Salvatore (Kai Parker)

The Fucking Rings (Kai Parker)

I Put A Spell On You (Kai Parker)

Happy Valentine’s Day (Kai Parker)

Vacation (Kai Parker)

Fluff

Arachnophobia (Kai Parker)

Sound of Your Heart (Kai Parker)

Over and Over (Kol Mikaelson)

Cold December Night (Kai Parker)

Wanted (Kai Parker)

Little Parker (CHAPTER MASTERLIST)

Containment

Smut

Dinner (Jake Riley)

A Baby (Jake Riley)

Flirting (Jake Riley)

Would Includes:

Dating Pietro Maximoff

Sex with Elijah Mikaelson

Dating Draco Malfoy

Harry Potter:

On The Run (CHAPTER MASTERLIST)
      Summary: What would life be like on the run with Draco Malfoy during the Second Wizarding War?

The Astronomy Tower (Draco Malfoy)

Home (Draco Malfoy)

Ill (Draco Malfoy)

Lord Of The Ring/The Hobbit

Aur Uin Mil (Legolas Greenleaf)

Green Is Not Your Color - Haldir

A Birthday Picnic - Thranduil

Requests are open! If you think of something you want just send me an ask or message and I’ll get on it!

Tips Mahasiswa Cemerlang

Ingin jadi mahasiswa sukses atau mau jadi pelajar biasa-biasa saja? Kalau jadi mahasiswa biasa-biasa saja nanti susah cari kerja… apalagi lanjut kuliah ke jenjang lebih tinggi. Tidak menonjol, siapa yang mau melirik? Belum lagi kasihan mengingat jerih payah orang tua mencari nafkah dan harapan-harapan yang mereka taruh di pundak saya dan teman-teman semua.

Oleh karena itu saya hendak bagi-bagi tips ini. Supaya kita sama-sama bisa sukses di perkuliahan dan jadi kebanggaan orang tua. Tips ini saya dapatkan dalam sebuah ceramah motivasi oleh dosen UIN SUSKA Riau.

‘Tips Mahasiswa Cemerlang’ bisa dikelompokkan dalam dua bagian, tips akademis dan tips ruhani.

Tips akademis: 1) kuasai bidang jurusanmu sungguh-sungguh, 2) di kelas duduklah paling depan, 3) perhatikan tipikal dosen dan ikuti aturan main beliau, 4) kumpulkan tugas beberapa hari sebelum jatuh tempo, 5) hargai dosen dengan mendengarkan dengan seksama, 6) proaktif mencari solusi jika dalam kesulitan dan membantu yang lain jika sudah paham.

Tips ruhani yang biasa disebut 6T: 1) Takbiratul-ulaa, yaitu jaga sholat berjamaah di awal waktu di masjid/musholla, 2) Tasbihat, yaitu lidah senantiasa berdzikir, 3) Tilawat, membaca quran minimal satu juz satu hari, 4) Tahajjud, jaga minimal dua rakaat, 5) Ta'lim, yaitu hadiri majelis ilmu dan halaqah iman di kampus atau sekitar tempat tinggal, 6) Tundukkan pandangan, dari melihat yang tidak patut.

Bila 12 tips ini dikerjakan istiqamah, in syaa Allah akan mudah ilmu masuk ke kepala dan Allah jaga kita dari perkara yang membuat kita menjadi mahasiswa merugi.

Semoga bermanfaat. Selamat mencoba!

anonymous asked:

Is equine pronounced "eq-uine" or "e-quine" because I've always said it one way but then I heard some people use the other way and am now self conscious about the way i say fucking equine ahahahahah

I say eq-Uine. It can be pronounced either way but Eck-wine is the American pronunciation

Aur Uin Mil - Legolas

Request: Valentines request! ❤😘 Can I request a Haldir one please? And maybe a Legolas or Lindir?? ((Anon))

Pairing: Legolas x human (I am the queen of elf x human)

Warnings: None? Fluff? Thranduil’s a bit of a dick, but he tries, god does he try.

A/n: FINALLY SOME REQUESTED LOTR RELATED STUFF

Originally posted by just-lotr

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You stood awkwardly beside Thranduil, trying desperately to not look uncomfortable or intimidated by him. You are a princess, damnit, you wear a tiara, you’re royalty, act like it. Or at least that’s what your mother always said. You were nervously waiting for Legolas to come back, the One Ring had been destroyed, he had said in a letter, he was coming back to you, he’d be there in a week.

“I know you don’t like me.” You decided that it was finally time to break the unbearable silence between you and Thranduil. He looks down at you but doesn’t turn his head. “But for Legolas’s sake could you at least pretend?”

The doors open and Legolas walks through them, a little dirty from his journey, eyes finding yours in a second.

“Whoever said I wasn’t fond of you?” Thranduil said lowly as Legolas finally got to you. You pull him into a tight hug, smiling as you finally get to hold him again.

“Why are you dirty?” Thranduil asks, his voice as stern as ever.

“A fight, a small pack of Orcs, only fifteen. I’ve brought my friend, come, Gimli.” A dwarf, with an axe at his hip and fiery red hair and beard walks briskly towards you, Legolas, and Thranduil.

“My lady.” Gimli bows as he reaches you and you smile at him kindly.

“King Thranduil.” Gimli bows to Thranduil and receives a curt nod in return.

“You’ve made friends, with a dwarf?” Thranduil asks his son. You looks between Gimli and Thranduil.

“I have.” Legolas stands tall beside you, his shoulders squared, standing up to his father.

“Alright, I have no issue with dwarves. But a strange friendship this is, indeed.” Thranduil looks from Gimli to Legolas.

“As strange as it may be, it is a wholesome friendship all the same.” Thranduil gives a nod to Legolas’s words.

“I take my leave, you must rest, both of you.” Thranduil turns and walks down the stairs, elegant in everything, even walking.

“I will show you to a room, Gimli.” Legolas says, but Gimli is having none of it and he walks off before Legolas can try to guide him.

“That is quite alright, princeling, I can manage on my own. Catch up with your beloved.” Legolas let’s out a small sigh, eyes turning to yours.

“Quite a grumpy dwarf isn’t he?” Legolas smiles.

“Yes, but I believe he’s always been that way.” You giggle and pull him down to kiss you, you had missed him so much.

“I missed you.” He presses his forehead to yours as he talks, his voice a low whisper.

Before you can reply that you missed him too he’s backed away from you and is searching in a pocket of his cloak.

“I have a gift for you, for Aur Uin Mîl (Day of Love).” You smile and watch as he pulls a small chain of diamonds from his pocket. In the middle are two gems, one emerald and the other and amethyst.

“You didn’t have to, I- I didn’t get you anything.” He shakes his head.

“Your presence in my life is more than a gift.” You blush and turn around, letting him put the necklace on you.

“They’re really beautiful.” You look down at the two gems in the middle. Legolas smiles.

“You deserve only the most beautiful of gems, I would bring down stars for you if I could.”

Lay Boyfriend Material

Originally posted by wealthyteethchanyeol


OUT OF BED:

  • adorably sweet
  • he’s no dom in the streets or in the sheets so u either get free reign or u both end up cutesy and blushy out in public
  • lots of hand holding
  • lay would always check in on u
  • cuddles whenever possible
  • he’s probably a fan of snapchat and would use it to contact u ALL the time
  • also enjoys skyping when he’s away
  • he gets v upset before he has to leave u for a long time
  • having to explain to everyone that no, ur boyfriend’s not stoned, he’s just tired
  • always checking in on him to make sure he’s keeping himself healthy and not overworked
  • lay would send u cute little surprises all the time
  • u 2 would probs start sending letters to each other if u were separated for a while
  • keeping a collection of the letters
  • finding lil sticky notes w poems, love notes, etc. all around the house
  • u leaving sticky notes in his bags to remind him to care for himself and spread the love
  • deep late-night conversations
  • “Y/N…do u ever feel like we’re not alone in the universe?”
  • “yixing literally shut up and sleep”
  • surprise dates to the oddest places but u guys always take pictures and make a scrapbook
  • u teaching him to cook
  • him teaching u to cook Chinese food
  • him just watching u talk about ur day w a lil smile
  • when ur sick he’ll take the day off work and care for u no matter what
  • u do the same for him
  • he talks about u to his bandmates, his costars, anyone really
  • never getting into fights w him bc he’d always talk it out w u

Originally posted by wooyoung


IN BED:

  • ohOOO
  • let me just remind u he’s a dancer
  • dancer hips
  • alright so he would probs be mostly a sub
  • that means a lot of nights with him laying back and letting u do whatever u want to him
  • and a lot of nights of teasing him out in public
  • which leads to sucking him off in restaurants and wherever else
  • never usually v rough unless you guys have had a rough day
  • just bc ur the dom most of the times doesnt mean ur always on top; it just means he’ll bend to ur will- literally (did I mention dancer?)
  • unless he’s super stressed out which doesn’t happen often
  • but when it does ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • he’d just come home and pin u against the wall w no explanation
  • but the way his voice was a few pitches lower and his hands weren’t gentle with the way they touched ur body let u know what kind of mood he was in
  • oh my god lay would be kinky as shit when he felt the need to be dom
  • im talking handcuffs, love bites, teasing, orgasm denial, dirty talk, the whole damn 9 yards
  • he’d make u cum at least 3 times before he took out his frustrations on you
  • and then once he’d uncuff u he’d be back into puppy mode and asking if u were alright, if he hurt u
  • probably would draw up a bath for u and be v sweet and caring
  • you’d just smirk and deal w him bc u know you’ll be getting him back soon enough
  • mirrored sex in practice rooms
  • and most definitely body worship


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إنا لله و إنا إليه راجعون..
Ustaaaaadz😭😭😭😭😭😭
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Telah berpulang ke rahmatullah ustadzunna yang kami cintai Ustadz Fadlyl Utsman Baharun, tgl 25 April 2017/ 28 Rajab pkl 17.30 WIB

Beliau adalah pemimpin Rumah Qur'an Daarut Tarbiyyah Indonesia, sekaligus penasihat Just One Day One Juz, beliau adalah sosok yang rela mewakafkan jiwa dan hartanya untuk dakwah dan Al-Qur'an. Semoga Allah terima dan Allah limpahkan rahmat untuk beliau.

Mohon do'a tulus untuk kepergian ustadz kita semua,

اَللَّهُمَّ اغْفِرْ لَهُ وَارْحَمْهُ وَعَافِهِ وَاعْفُ عَنْهُ، وَأَكْرِمْ نُزُلَهُ، وَوَسِّعْ مَدْخَلَهُ، وَاغْسِلْهُ بِالْمَاءِ وَالثَّلْجِ وَالْبَرَدِ، وَنَقِّهِ مِنَ الْخَطَايَا كَمَا نَقَّيْتَ الثَّوْبَ اْلأَبْيَضَ مِنَ الدَّنَسِ، وَأَبْدِلْهُ دَارًا خَيْرًا مِنْ دَارِهِ، وَأَهْلاً خَيْرًا مِنْ أَهْلِهِ، وَزَوْجًا خَيْرًا مِنْ زَوْجِهِ، وَأَدْخِلْهُ الْجَنَّةَ، وَأَعِذْهُ مِنْ عَذَابِ الْقَبْرِ وَعَذَابِ النَّارِ😭😭😭

lawliette  asked:

Er, hello! I love your blog, though I've always been too shy to talk to you. My name is Rachel. For the playlist thing.

Oh thank you ♡ don’t be shy ! I’d love to know what you think of your playlist :)

Ruins - ryder
Arsonist’s lullabye - hozier
Curse (the) - agnes obel
Holes in the sky - M83
Exxus - glass animals
Lovely - twenty one pilots

anonymous asked:

Any plans for a draft update?

it’s actually pretty close to done! just been the usual combo of family stuff + work stuff + school stuff + holiday stuff slowing things down. :U

in the meantime, here’s some of the girls with their hair down (or up):

Thor: Banishment (Part III of III)

Y/N POV

I growled against his lips as he bit down hard on my bottom one causing it to draw some blood. It was as if time had stood still from the time we last did this. I can feel Thor’s arms rub up and down my back as if remembering as I was. So lost in my trance I did not hear the incoming footsteps.

A voice cleared from behind Thor. “Sorry to interrupt your highness but your father would like to speak to you.” The guard said as Thor moved away from my body and set my feet onto the ground. He briefly rested his forehead against mine before turning to address the guard.

“I see…” He says before briefly glancing at me over his shoulder. “Escort Lady Y/L/N to my chambers.” He says before turning around to give me a brief once over. “I will be back soon.” He says with a look that says he was debating something.

I nod refusing to argue with him in front of the guard who had caught us attempting to rip each other’s clothes off. The guard nodded at me before moving to lead the way back to Thor’s chambers. I felt like an idiot as I watched Thor walk back off towards the throne room to meet with his father.

I had a life that did not include war, death, and mayhem. If I allowed myself to stay I would inevitably be sucked into the life that I was banished from again. I inwardly face palmed. I should have known better than to let my guard down and let my emotions have free rein.

That was a terrible lapse of judgment. I was no longer a child. I knew better than to attempt anything like that in public. Besides that, he had Jane, who seemed to be better for him than I was. I followed him as I watched the guard who seemed to be taking that display a lot better than I was.

I needed to stop worrying about my little incident and think back to being trapped here again. I told Thor I was not planning on staying yet he thinks to bend me to his will like he once did. I sighed; this was not who I was, nor who I wanted to be anymore. More importantly the meeting with Odin raised a few flags. Like, what was with the odd way Odin had acted earlier? Or why Thor was summoned back? Why didn’t Odin want to seek out answers?

I watched as the guard paused as we ran into a few others. “We are needed.”

The taller of the two guards said to my escort. “I ha-“

I forced a sweet smile, one I used to wear when I was here. “Don’t worry about it. I am sure that Thor will understand. Besides, I know my way.” I say heading in the direction of Thor’s room.

I made sure that my pace was slow as I waited for them to round the corner and head out of sight. I turned and headed down the narrow corridor I once knew so well. I smiled sadly remembering all the times Loki and I would use the little hiding place to spy on Odin’s councils or to eavesdrop when Thor had done something stupid.

I laughed as I made it to the small alcove that was hidden. How many people passed this not realizing that it was not just a piece of showmanship but a secret passage to the throne room side wall? I smiled remembering Loki. I move silently within the passage until I see the wall and gently push it open. Upon opening the door and staying in the shadows as not to be made I noticed that the Warriors Three, Sif and Thor were all summoned back.

“What else can you share?” Odin asked adjusting himself into an odd sitting position.

In all the years that I have known Odin I have never see him sprawl out on the throne like that. In fact the only person I ever knew who did wa-Loki. My eyes widened, how was it that none of them noticed?

“Father Y/N believes that someone is looking for it.” Thor says.

“I am aware my son. However, you could have brought the news back yourself. Instead you bring her back here.” Odin says staring up and down at his staff.

“You know why.” Thor says anxiously.

“Ah. Yes, because you love her.” Odin says glancing at Thor, “Or who you thought her to be.”

I watched as Thor clenched his jaw. “ Fa-“

“Enough. I have heard all I need. You are all dismissed.” Odin says with a wave of his hand.

I watched as they all exited the room. I turned to do the same but was stopped by a familiar chuckle.

“Never was really one to behave were you my child?” He says to me.

I move from my place next to the passage. “Your child?” I questioned knowing very well that Odin would never refer to me as his child. “You must be drunk on power to not have realized that your father would never say that to one such as I.” I say moving away from the large pillar and into the full view of the throne.

I nod of understanding came as I watched the illusion Loki cast fall away and be replaced by a much older looking version of the boy I grew up with. Not that he had aged, just that his features seem more hollow, his eyes angry, and his hair a greasy mess.

Loki laughed harshly. “Thor always did think he knew you best. But really he only knew what you allowed him to right Y/N?” Loki says tauntingly.

“You’re not really one to speak.” I point out watching his eyes narrow. “I mean you wanted them all to see how clever you were, how blood thirsty you were, what you were capable of whether it was good or bad, but you never really allowed them to see the pain, the hurt, the betrayal.” I say looking at the man who radiated so much pain.

I understood the feeling that no matter how good you were, how hard you tried that you could always be an outsider. I understood the pain of betrayal from those you loved above all else.

“It seems that you are the only one. Maybe we should have ended up together?” He says smiling uin a way that changes his features.

“You forget Thor was not the only one who betrayed me.” I point out as he stands. “You both did. So don’t think you are above it all.”

Loki cocks his head to the side. “I am sorry.”

I roll my eyes. “Yes, I have heard. You are all sorry. You all wished you would have looked for me.” I say setting my hands on my hips. “I do not care. You know why I came back.”

“Thor?” He says smirking.

“The gauntlet, he is coming for it along with all of the stones Loki.” I say and watch recognition flutter across his face. “You already knew that though didn’t you?”

“Like I said perceptive.” He says smiling but it does not reflect happiness or glee in his eyes, instead it reflects pain.

I closed my eyes. “The scepter, you were working for Thanos weren’t you?” I ask already knowing the answer. “Is being a king so important to you that you are okay with having that… Titan alters the fabric of our galaxy?” I asked.

“I am meant to be a king.”

I let out a bitter laugh glaring at him. “Are you? Well, I’m pretty sure Thanos will have other ideas, I mean after all you failed.”

I watched him clench his jaw. “What happened to you?” I asked. Even though time moved relatively slow for Asguardians a lot had happened in my absence.

“I have been slighted; I am merely taking back what I am rightfully owed!” He says in anger.

“Owed?” I questioned feeling my own anger bubble. “That is not how life works. You don’t just take what you want because you feel people are indebted to you. If that were to I would have taken what you and your brother owed me. Life is not about slight Loki, it is about forgiveness. A true king, one worthy of any type of crown would realize that.”

He steps closer so that I am straining to look up at him. “Is it then how come you forgave me but are still refusing to for Thor.”

I narrowed my eyes. “I am n-“

“I know you better than that. You feel angry at me, but you are still deep down enraged that he never even tried to search for you. So don’t preach your philosophy if you refuse to follow it.”

I angled my chin up to stare him directly in the eyes. “I did forgive him. I just don’t have to like it.” I say folding my arms under my chest. “Also I am not the one that must live with him. I have a life I built of my own.” I point out taking a step away from him.

“Did you? How odd I was under the impression you couldn’t wait to be out of his presence for good, now that you know the truth about him.

The door behind us opened again and Loki transformed himself back to Odin’s form. We both turned to see an angry looking Thor and an amused Lady Sif standing there.

“Father I-“

He waved his arm. “Apologize? Very well. I summoned Lady Y/N here to get things in a better perspective.” He says turning to me his eyes pleading for understanding. “This seems that there will be a tighter guard kept around here and needing around the clock guards around the gauntlet.” He says turning to face Thor as they approached. “As for Earth…” He says trailing off.

“It is still under my protection father.” Thor says to Loki.

This causes me to snort and leave me to receive glares from both men.

“You will be needed here for a while after you return Y/N and say your goodbyes to your Jane, of course. Y/N, you are to return unless otherwise summoned.” Loki says. “Now you all need to vacate my presence.”

I exit without another word to Loki and make my way back towards the bridge so I could return to Earth.

“Y/N…” Thor says from behind me.

“Don’t.” I say knowing that all of the things that Loki said were true. The fact that Loki knew me better than Thor, not better he was far more observant though, scared me.

He tugs on my arm for me to stop. “What is wrong?” He asks.

I stop and turn to face him without speaking. Instead, I study him the anger was still there it was just put in check.

“He just pointed out some things that I needed to hear.” I say truthfully.

I watched as Thor clenched his jaw. “I already expl-“

“That doesn’t change anything!” I shout. “It doesn’t change that against my will you brought me back here. It doesn’t change you didn’t try to find me dead or alive, it doesn’t change you are with Jane, nothing has changed!” I shout angrily and yank my arm out of his grasp.

I began to walk away when I hear Thor shout.

“That is where you are wrong. Everything has. I know you felt like this was coming home. I know you feel like even with who you have become that this is where you belong, that with me is where you belong.” He says stepping closer and kissing my forehead. “Regardless to what you or my father thinks I know you. I know you are kind, loyal, brave, loving and stubborn. I also know that you are far wiser than I, that you love beating me, that reading is something you pretend to hate but love. I know that you bury how you really feel to coop.” He says pulling my chin up so I had to stare in his blue eyes. “I know everything about you which, is why I am going to come back for you.”

I open my mouth to respond but am cut short by the fact three guards approach. “We are to escort you back to Midguard.” The brown haired one says to us.

Within moments we are being transported back to Earth.

I sigh as we are back at the site. I turn to find my keys and phone sitting next to a table. Someone must have found them and put them here. I turn and see Thor staring at me.

“You should go see Jane. We could’ve been gone a long while.” I say.

“Shut up we are going to get in trouble.” I hear a women whisper.

“I’m just saying what if you took off with that god forsaken wo-“ Another women said but stopped upon seeing us.

“Thor!” Jane exclaimed wrapping her arms around him. I nod at the other women and brushed past her.

“It is good to see you Jane.” He says and I can tell he was smiling.

“Well at least this time was only three days.” She says and I can practically hear the happiness coming from her.

I kept walking I did not need to hear any of this. As I made my way through the warehouse I felt as I did the day I was banished. I may have grown and changed but my emotions seemed to have reverted to the way they were that day.

“Y/N! I hear Thor shout as I make my way out to the parking lot.

I turn to see a very depressed looking Jane and a confused brunette woman.

“I shall see you again.” He says.

I nod and go to turn around but stop. “Thor?” I say looking at him to see he never took his eyes off me.

“Yeah?” He says with a murmur of hope in his voice.

“Be careful with you father.” I say pausing. “He is not who you think he is.” I say alluding to the fact Odin was an imposter before turning around and disappearing from his eye sight.

Two Months Later

It was pouring out as I walked through the London streets. It was much like the day I first saw Thor. I sighed. He was right. The damn man had to look into my soul and strip it down until I was left standing vulnerable and wanting nothing more than to tell him how right he was. The worst part of it was that I had to get over him all over again, or maybe I never was I just let the anger have a hold over all of my other emotions.

Since coming back it has been silent, in the sense that no Asgardian has come back to Earth, including Thor. I stared down at my feet maybe I had screwed it up this time by running because I wanted some sort of twisted pay back for not looking for me? I sighed. As I walked I ran into a buff chest. I inwardly groaned. “Shit, I am so so-“ I stop and look up to be meet by the blue eyes that had been haunting me ever since I left.

“It is I who is at fault.” A husky voice said.

My eyes widened. Thor. I pushed my hood back as I stared up at him. “Thor.” I said warily.

“I promised I was coming back. I was not losing you twice in one lifetime.” He says looking at me like he was staring into my soul.

I watched as he smiled sadly. “You were right.” I say.

He just stares at me blankly.

“I run, it’s just what I do. I mean after being banished I had a choice but I was terrified that you had moved on so I choose to stay away. I felt betrayed because you never looked so I built barriors that you just toppled over so I left.” I paused gauging his reaction. “But most importantly I run because I know that even in the deepest parts of me that home isn’t Asgard.” I say pausing

He seemed tried to mask the hurt but wasn’t quick enough to fool me.

“It’s you.” I say after holding my breath. My admission is met with nothing but silence. I quirked an eyebrow at him.

He chuckled shakily. “Loki was the imposter.” He sighs and places his hand on my shoulder causing me to stare up into his eyes and realize it was no longer raining where we stood. “He handed the Gauntlet to Thanos.”

I felt my heart stop upon hearing those words. There was going to be a war unlike any other this realm has ever seen. “Tho-“

“Father would like to speak to you.” He says stepping closer to me, but I wanted to first.” He says cupping my face in his hands. “I know you missed me.” He says smiling.

“Pretty sure my speech made that obvious.” I point out still waiting for a reaction towards my speech.

He chuckles and moves to rest his forehead against mine. “I know that was hard for you.” He says before pausing and moving his hands to rub up and down my chilled arms. “Which is why what I am going to ask you is a lot to ask, but will you please come back with me? Fight beside me. End the war my brother began.” He says as he closes his eyes.

I reach my hand out and lay it on his chest. “I’m done running.” I say swallowing.

“There has been no one but you my whole life.” He says moving to wrap his arms around my waist.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his in a heated, needy kiss.

His strong hands moved from my arms to my waist, pulling me tighter against his body. A warm shiver ran pooled in my stomach as my hands tangled in his silky blonde hair.

He wrapped his muscular arms tighter around my smaller frame. Thor’s tongue swiftly passed my lips and entered my mouth; I gasped softly, but allowed him complete access.  I felt spreading warmth in your stomach that crept through the rest of your body. It was different than our last kiss, it was better.

My hands grabbed the material of Thor’s tunic and pulled him closer needing more contact than probably should be granted in public. I gently ran my hands up his stomach from under his shirt and could feel the muscles clench under my roaming hands. I felt Thor’s lips form a smile before they moved to my neck, before stopping and just resting his head in the crock of it.

Thor stood back up to his full height. “Are you sure about this?” He asked with a tone that vibrated with nerves.

“Not at all.” I say smiling. “But, it is far past time that I get what I have wanted all of these years.” I say earning a face splitting grin from him.

The First Step

Characters: Thranduil, reader || Genre: Angst, but better than last time, and this really is it || Summary: More than a year after saying goodbye to his dream lover, Thranduil has the occasion to see her again for much needed closure. || Previous chapters in the “Glory of the Snow” series1 2 3 4 5 6  

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