Tell Me (Peter Parker X Laufeyson Reader)

01

"If Uncle Thor is the Son of Odin, that makes him an Odinson. My dad is the Son of Laufey, making him a Laufeyson." You say to your grandfather Odin while braiding a part of his hair.

"First of all, your father may be Laufey's son but he is my son. He's an Odinson. His heart is just full of pride when he told you that. He used to hate Asgard." Odin sighs. You hum in agreement as you remember all the stories from different Asgardians about your Dad's evilness and his mischief. Well he is the God of Mischief after all.

"Father?" Yes you call Odin father as it is shorter than 'grandfather'.

"Yes dear?" He answers.

"Since I'm the daughter of Loki, does that make me a Lokidaughter?"

He chuckles and looks up at you from his throne. You smile back and continued braiding another strand of hair.

You were sitting on the armrest of his gigantic throne, wearing your gold and dark green suit that is chosen by your dad. He says gold suits you, but you knew that he really chose this color in honor of Frigga, your grandmother. The suit had no sleeves but you were wearing gold metal cuffs that reach from your wrist to your elbows. The cuffs had black and green patterns and also on the shins. You were also wearing a black cape with gold stripes at the bottom. Seems pretty dark but your dad says it really does suit you.

People say you are basically a carbon copy of your dad. You have long black hair with curls on the ends, pale skin, blue eyes, you wear green, your headpiece has horns on them, and you inherited his abilities and wits. Him being the God of Mischief while you are the Goddess of Manipulation.

"Where is your father by the way?" Odin asked as he hands you his staff for you to put away. You lean the staff beside the throne and went back to his hair

"I don't know." You shrug, finishing another braid.

"Go look for him dear. I have another council meeting and I need to go." He ordered you and stands up from the throne.

You grunt and stood up as well. He gives you a nod and you walked down the steps and trot down the aisle, leaving the throne room. You wander around the halls of the palace checking the rooms to find your father.

With no luck, the palace is too massive for you to find your father easily. You sigh and went outside.

Going downtown was never your plan but here you are, on the streets of Asgard. You were sorrounded by buildings and structures. Just like in Midgard, except these buildings are way more elegant and classy looking.

What are you doing here? You ask to yourself.

Since you were already here, you shrugged and made your way to the bitfrost.

On the way there, you were getting stares and weird looks from the people as you pass them.

"Did she really help her father destroy Midgard?"
"Oh my it's Prince Loki's daughter!"
"What is Princess Y/N doing here?"
"Oh no! She's going to the bitfrost! Someone call the guards! She might be up to something."

You didn't exactly have a wonderful reputation here in Asgard. Ever since you helped your dad destroy Midgard using the tesseract.

"Humans are selfish and filled with greed. They won't hesitate to take over Asgard or kill me!" Your dad exclaims when you refused to help him.

"B-but Dad! They are-"

"Do you want them to kill me my child?" He sofly asks. He steps forward and puts his hand on your shoulder.