[CONTAINS SMUT] ??18+??
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Following the attack on New York and a certain steamy encounter with the God of mischief, Y/n continues her life... now as an Avenger-Earth's mightiest heroes!
Stark Tower was joyful chaos the next few years with new memb...
"Vavilemo," Frigga finally gains back her breath and stands up with a book in her palm. She slipped a bit of paper in between the pages and handed the book over to her son.
I put an illusion over this page to say it was a bloom to trigger undying love between two people no matter who :)
A small bit of magic washed over to reveal the true consequence of coming into contact with the flower and it's pollen.
Vavilemo
A flower which blooms on Asgardian hills. It's pollen can be used for truth serums but for unexpected truths; these truths will be the most suppressed secrets of the victim which they bury deep in their mind. Once the pollen is able to get a hold of this thought, all counter thoughts will be unable to be expressed until an antidote is administered.
Thor and the group looked up to you and Loki far apart, avoiding eye contact like Pietro avoids vegetables. The parchment slipped in suddenly had it's words merge and form a new note.
Do not whisper a word of this, understood? They are both in denial which is why they are aggressive towards each other. Now, listen to what I say.
"Don't worry, the potion is brewing now," Frigga points to a small cauldron under a strings of drying herbs. "Once they drink it, they will both be very drowsy, let them rest and check on them in the morning,"
Nat and Wanda smirk to each other as Clint, Bucky, Sam and Tony wink to them knowing what the plan would be. Thor was already 5 steps ahead, of course, so with two clicks of his fingers behind his back for their attention, the heroes grin and ready themselves.
"Come on, you two," Frigga whistles after the fire was put out and a purple liquid slipped into vials. Loki shuffled over with a scowl as you strode over with a glare, both your hands grasping the vials and sipping hurriedly.
"I don't think it-" your words were cut off when you fell onto Loki who passed out just as you did.
"Who's on carrying duty?"
Everyone backed up to leave Thor and Tony. "Okay, that's rude,"
"Yeah, Mr Stark can't even carry a pot of pasta properly, guys," Peter rolls his eyes, seeing Tony's glare and shrinking. "Sorry,"
"He's not wrong-" Nat was then cut off by Stark himself.
"I'll prove to your ass' I'm strong," the billionaire goes and lifts Loki's arm only to fall over. "What the fuck?? The guy is like a stick figure, how the hell is he this heavy?!"
"Weak little man," Frigga murmurs, laughing silently.
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"Should we be nicer?" Peter murmurs, peering over Vision's shoulder.
"Nah," Pietro scoffs, looking at you flung on top of Loki, both in positions which would end in a morning or a lifetime of back pain.
"Wanda," Cap looks to the witch who was taking selfies with Nat, your bodies as a background.
"Alright fine," she rolls her eyes and moves both god and hero tucked into bed.
"Aren't they cute?" Sam leans against Bucky who gives a breathless laugh.
"Wait until they wake up," Thor holds up the passage on the flower, placing it on the bed side table.
"You're evil," Bruce smiles at the god who shrugs proudly. "Alright, let's all go,"
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Alright I know this is short as f- but I just felt like I need to start a new chapter for the next bit :)
