(CONTAINS SMUT BOTH F/M and F/F) ❗️18+❗️ ~~~ The world was cruel. No surprise there. Children realise this later in life, but you never had that privilege. Being a freak in the circus along other exploited characters caused for that to hardly be a surprised. Nor the dark path it led you to. But this story begins many many years later. ~~~ Characters belong to Marvel, Disney and Stan Lee

Loki word verliefd, drama, gevechten, weird stuff. Ik ben niet goed in bedenken dus verwacht niet te veel.

"Her name is Hela," he replied, watching the infant lose interest in the shield and move onto something else. Hela looked up at the mention of her name and the same grin came across her face. The smile reminded the Avengers of Loki, it was clearly obvious. The child seemed more innocent, but she was clearly his daughter. It didn't take a genius to know what they were about to do. The Avengers were about to have their hands full. Loki's only daughter was taken from him when she was just a baby. Her father was a criminal and unfit to care for her, and her mother was dead, so Odin ordered Hela to be sent to Midgard. Thor automatically calls up S.H.I.E.L.D. and soon Hela is being sent there to be raised by the Avengers. How will the young girl turn out being raised by superheroes, and more importantly, how will Earth's Mightiest Heroes fair against Loki's daughter?

Y/n was 7 when her mother died leave her in the care of the man she call uncle Bruce. He trained her how to fight. One day SHILD comes to y/n home asked for your help of exchange for not putting the people you call your family in jail. y/n help SHILD stop a a certain God who happen to be her father. After face judgment on Asgard Odin Oder Loki to live on Midgard under the watchful eyes of his own daughter. When Loki gets involved to Royal ball he takes Y/n to meet the woman he call mother when the king of the elfs come over her. think maybe hunk she were his daughter the lost princesses of Mirkwood. Only to discover you are his granddaughter.

It all started from a dumpster behind Midtown High School. "Could this day get any worse?" Peter Parker spoke to himself as he went to the trash receptacle, trying to find his backpack those dudes threw out the window. Holding his nose and scanning the pile of garbage, there were soggy cardboard, last week's lunch, abandoned project from Mister Andrew's class. And there it was! His backpack laying next to a dead man(?) in some sort of black leather and armor clothing with a broken neck. Totally normal.