"You do?!" Peter gasped, also breaking into a grin, "That's amazing!"
"Indeed it is," a voice spoke up and you looked away from Peter only to come face to face with Nick Fury and all the others gathered behind him. "You've done a great job, Y/n Laufeydottir."
Your eyebrows rose slightly at the name — it had been a while since you last heard it — but you nodded solemnly. "Thank you, sir."
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You spent the day catching up with everyone, reminiscing about the memories you had together.
Time went so fast that you couldn't even process that it was evening already when Loki was walking you back to your room, planning to go to sleep soon, too.
"Loki," you began, getting his attention, "I've been wondering... you have a title: the God of Mischief." Loki nodded, listening as you continued. "And Thor has a title: the God of Thunder. Do I have one, too? Because I don't recall to have one-"
"You do have one but nobody ever used it," Loki cut you off.
You furrowed your brows. "Why? What was it?"
"You were so friendly with everyone that nobody never felt the need to," he explained, "you had quite the title actually — the Goddess of Life and Hope."
You beamed. "That is quite the title. Quite ironic, though, considering that Hela is the Goddess of death."
"How do you know about Hela?" Loki asked. He was more than sure that Thor nor him nor your parents had told you about the eldest in the family.
You frowned. "I think I might've overheard a conversation once. She was never around, though. Why's that?"
"Ignorance is bliss, Y/n," Loki sighed. "Don't let your curiosity get the best of you."
"Is she dead?" you asked, "Like father and mother?"
Loki grimaced, clearly hiding something from you. "You could say that."
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Of Life And Hope
FanfictionFull title: Of Life And Hope (Marvel X OCish Fem! Reader) --- Your life had never been easy as you were shuffled around different orphanages while you claimed fake last names to survive in this world. Why? You didn't know. You just knew you were dif...
