She's a killer queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
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After what felt like the longest five minutes of my life, the doors to the throne room swung open, revealing a bruised and panting Loki with Thor not far behind him, his hair looking shorter and pretty uneven.
"Did she... cut your hair?" Peter asks, giving Thor a funny look. Thor's face is grim as he nods. Rocket snickers.
"It looks awful." Rocket says, laughing.
"She barely grazed me!" Thor exclaims.
"It's true. You look terrible." Drax agrees flatly.
"It's not that bad." I say hopefully, trying not to laugh.
"Look how short it is now," Thor whimpers, running his hand through his hair.
"No," Rocket laughs uncontrollably, slapping his knee, "It really is that bad."
"As much as I'm relishing this conversation, Karnilla expects your presence." Loki says, and we all nod, straightening ourselves out. Once we're ready, Loki and Thor enter first, followed by Quill and Gamora and the rest of the Guardians.
"I feel underdressed," I whisper to Peter as we follow the rest of the group.
"You're wearing your suit." Peter points out. He is, too, so clearly he doesn't know what I'm worried about.
"Isn't that unprofessional?" I ask, and Peter snorts.
"To wear your work clothes?" He shakes his head. "Don't worry about it, babe. You're fine." I nod, realizing he's probably right.
"But she's a queen," I continue, causing Peter to roll his eyes. "Shouldn't we be wearing, like, dresses and tuxedos or something?"
"Y/N, where are we right now?" Peter asks me, and I make a face.
"Nornheim."
"Are we meeting a Queen on Earth?"
"No." I say sheepishly.
"Right. A suit is fine." Peter says, giving me an encouraging nod. "Besides, it's not like we're going to be doing any of the talking. We usually just stand in the back anyways."
"Right." I agree, nodding as well.
"Are these my guests?" A booming voice calls from across the hall, and I look up towards the throne before sucking in a breath.
Karnilla is gorgeous. Her skin is pale and flawless, her raven hair running over her shoulders in gentle waves like an ocean, her features sharp and clean. I've never seen anyone as perfect.
"Karnilla, these are our work friends," Thor says, gesturing towards us.
"We need your help, Your Majesty," Gamora begins. "We're looking for a ship and Thor told us you may be of some assistance." Karnilla doesn't answer, her eyes meeting Peter's beside me.
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Seer || Peter Parker x Reader
FanficSequel to Prophet, a Peter Parker x Reader - Y/N never thought she would become an Avenger. She never thought she would date Spiderman. And she certainly never thought she would be flying through space on a search for her father, but that's exactly...
