Asguard Stories

My name is Y/N and I have been bashined from my homeland I am the goddess of trickery and I hope you can follow me on my journeys when I meet Thor, Loki and many others in one of the nine realms called Asgard, many things come as a surprise to me like the large castle, back at home it was usually a thin but long hall with pillars everywhere and a second floor which contained bedrooms and a large kitchen.

Named after the goddess Freyja by Ragnar and Largetha. Their second child, blessed by the gods very clearly. A favorite of the seer. She grew up happily as the twin to Gyda, younger twin by three minutes. She would soon learn from the seer himself, and eventually learn of her path and true heritage.

"Morgan, you do realize this won't bring your father back?" Tina bluntly asked, and Morgan nodded. "I'm just doing what I know I can to make him proud from beyond the grave," Morgan explained, and Tina sighed. "Even if we did manage to collect everyone you want to collect, where would w start, how on earth would we do it, and where the hell do we keep the... for lack of a better word... extraterrestrial ones?" Morgan smirked in the signature Stark fashion before tapping her glass table and causing a holographic plan to layout before her friend. "Tina, we both know if I hadn't already figured it out I wouldn't have walked in here so confidently." Tina examined the plans with a small smile. "Morgan, we both know you've never walked into a room unconfident."

Amelia Braxton is born with the gift of all four elements. Her friends think it would be best if she went to Asguard to live with her sister, Sif. Amelia has had a bad past and can be bitchy and depressed and suicidal at times. Will Sif be able to help her, along with Loki and Thor or will Amelia die without anyone knowing what happened?

(Y/N) Fisher was a girl who had many secrets. She grew up in a world where the Avengers were just comics and movies and superheroes weren't real. She always felt that something wasn't right and something was off. She was raised in a lovely family but she knew she was adopted, but something still seemed off. . . I don't own any marvel characters only the originals I create. I hope you enjoy the story!

( DISCONTINUED ) "My name is Jordan Lokidottir. I am the daughter of Loki, the god of mischief and lies. I don't like being judged on who my father is. I will be taking over this account until Alexandra returns from perdition. I am sorry if you mistaken me for her for we both look identical. welcome to what you midguardians call a 'MB/S'"

The story of Avyanna Westiguard in the MCU. I don't own any of the characters except for my own characters.

a story about a villian who does not change for anyone.... but her.

What if the avengers were just super powered people paid to play themselves to make the movie known as The Avengers? What happens behind scenes with the actors and their peculiar set of personalities? Pure and utter chaos. Disclaimer: I don't Avengers all rights belong to their rightful owners. The cover belongs to its rightful owner as well and not me

Tizzy thought her life was just ordinary, until she learned about her dad. Soon she is whisked away to Asguard a place she thought only exists in Norse mythology. But Thors’ Hammer, Mjölnir has been stolen, can she and her friend find it, or is the end closer than they thought.

Allie has been assigned a very important mission. Find the whereabouts of the Tesseract. By gaining Loki's trust. But.... Allie gets a little Attached to the evil God of Mischief. Loki, on the other hand, wants nothing to do with Allie. Will this love work out? ********************** I do not own The Avengers, Loki S.H.I.E.L.D etc.

Rosanna is the daughter of Lilianna Valkyrie and Tony Stark. They had fallen in love, but his fame went to his head, leading to their divorce and Lil going back to Asgard. This story is about Rose growing up on Asgard with Loki and Thor. I do not own Marvel or any of their characters or plots. The ones I own are Rosanna Stark and Liliana as well as "The Prophecy".

It was over, last night the white coats had said all she needed to hear. Experiment: AL3X-1S was to be retired the next day. It would be soon, and for the first time experiment AL3X-1S realized she didn't want to die, she wanted to live. The white coats had played God long enough, it was her life to do with as she wanted. It was her first real want of her own, she wanted to live.

During a festival in one of Asgards many small villages, a special guest visits and offers Rakea a chance of a lifetime.

Aravis of Alfheim is forced into an arranged marrige with the younger prince of Asguard as a last resort to save Aflheim. Dealing with the threat of the return of an ancient enemy whose power and thirst for revenge grows every minute. Throughout the hardships the two grow closer,but can she trust him?

"D-dad no, dad please-AHHHHH!! Agh! Dad stop-Nnnn! Please stop-ah! Father..." Tossing. Turning. "AGHHHHHHHHHHH!!! AHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHhh! AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Endless screams... Thor rushed in Loki's room to see his brother. He lay screaming, muscles flaring from how intensely tense every single part of him was. Curled up into the smallest ball he could get, the blankets were thrown off the bed already and the pillows out of place. Loki wouldn't stop screaming, he wouldn't stop screaming!!! "Loki! Loki! Wake up!" Thor ran to his brother without a second thought, taking the smaller God into his arms and cradling him soothingly like their mother use to do for them when they had nightmares. When Loki's eyes finally shot open, full of terror, full of more fear than Thor had ever seen them before, he tried getting away from his brother, the nightmare still torturing his mind. "No! No! NO! Don't! Please!" Loki's hands pressed against Thor's chest as he tried pushing away, but he had not the strength and he just woke up from such an awful night-terror that he couldn't get away out of his own will. "Loki..." Thor said softly, with that gentle but deep and wonderful voice... "I'm not going to hurt you my brother... I simply wish to help..." As Loki's wide eyes, filled with tears that kept staining his cheeks, looked into Thor's he realized he was momentarily safe... But Loki didn't feel safe... He never felt fully safe, the safest it got was Thor's arms... And Loki was so very grateful for those strong warm arms... Sobs came, one after another, preaching from the Ice-Giant's mouth as if they were a river flowing from a water fall and Loki was the source. Thor rocked him. gently back and forth, rubbing tiny circles on Loki's back, holding Loki's hand and tracing little designs on it, lightly singing to him a smooth melody that their mother had once done for them, running his fingers through Loki's hair... Anything to get him to calm. "Thor...?" "Yes Loki?" "Kill me."

After 16 years of being hidden from the truth , A boy and his telepathically connected sisters journey throughout the realm of a forgotten Asguardian race to stop the power-hungry man who killed their parents.

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