#valkyrie fluff

“What is that there on your face?”

You were currently standing in front of your bathroom mirror, getting ready for bed, when Valkyrie’s voice rang through the air. Through the mirror, you could see her standing there with her arms crossed and eyebrows drawn tight. You thought she wasn’t supposed to be back from her mission until tomorrow.

You huffed out an exhausted breath and attempted to hide the cuts and bruises adorning your face behind your curtain of hair. “Hey, you’re home. I didn’t think you’d be back until tomorrow night.”

All you got was the same remarkable glare and steadily growing impatience from her with every breath you took.

You sighed, defeated. “Nothing. It’s nothing, really.”

Her head tilted to the side mockingly. “Oooh, right. So, let me guess, those purple spots and red slices across your face, is what, just paint? Or no, maybe it’s food from supper?”

You rolled your eyes at her dramatics. “Vee, please. I’m tired, can we talk about this in the morning? I’ve missed you.”

The ridicule in her face melted, turning into one of disbelief. “Are you serious right now?”

Turning away from the sink to face her, giving her a full look at the messy array of your face, you gave her a tentative smile. “Um, yes, please?”

She threw her arms out from their crossed position, exasperated. After a paused moment, she started to take quick steps closing the gap between you. “No. Absolutely not.” Valkyrie reached to put both of her hands on your face.

In response, you tried to bat away her inspection, but one sharp glance from her had you stopping your assault.

You scowled at her, but your chest filled with warmth at her attention. A small smirk worked its way onto Val’s face. “You’re cute when you’re trying to act put off.”

“I’m not trying to do anything. I am put off,” You grumbled under your breath.

Since you both were so close, Valkyrie heard your words, loud and clear, but she wisely decided not to comment further.

In her close examination of your face, she poked a particularly gnarly bruise on your cheekbone, which caused you to let out a yelp.

“Whoops. Just trying to make sure it’s not actually really paint or food.”

Your scowl deepened. “Har-Har.”

Amusement flitted across her eyes, loosening the scrunch of her eyebrows. “I can see you don’t find it very amusing, but I thought it was quite funny.”

You knew this little routine well. Ever since Valkyrie lost her sisters to the death goddess, Hela, her willingness to be openly emotional wasn’t very often. But something, in particular, sparked in her when anything happened to you. Always the protector, your Vee.

When you decided to speak next, your voice was sincere, “I am fine, you know. I’m not going to kneel over from a couple of scratches and bumps.”

Valkyrie chose to ignore that. She let her fingers lightly dust across your forehead where you knew a particularly bad pair of scratches lay.  “These need to be cleaned to keep from possible infection.” You opened your mouth to protest, but she held up a finger in front of your face. “And no arguing. If you want to do something useful with your mouth, I have some ideas, but until then, keep it shut, yes?”

Your eyebrows raised in surprise at her bluntness, but you couldn’t help the smile that bloomed across your mouth. Valkyrie rolled her eyes at your goofy, lovesick grin and grabbed your wrist, and led you to the toilet seat. She gestured down to it. “Sit.”

And you sat. Because in the end, fighting her was nearly pointless when it came to things like this.

Valkyrie turned away to reach into the medicine cabinet. She mumbled to herself as she searched, “No, no. Definitely, not. Uh.. oh, is that? No…,” and then, finally, an “Ah, ha! Gotcha,” flooded the air, and you knew she finally found the first aid kit.

She turned to you with a proud smile, holding up the white plastic box. “I got it.”

You arched an eyebrow at her and deadpanned, “Yeah, honey, I can see that.”

It was her turn to scowl at you, which caused an unexpected laugh to breach past your lips.

“Oh, so this you laugh at, but at my jokes, it’s crickets.”

“No, because that was actually funny.” Those brown eyes rolled, again, at your expense.

Valkyrie made her way back over to you and crouched down between your legs, so she could easily tend to your wounds. You frowned, another futile protest getting ready to break your lips, but once more Valkyrie beat you to it.

Her eyes were unusually soft as she spoke, “Just let me take care of you. Please.” A leak of desperation found its way into her voice, making your heart tug in your chest. You dipped your head in resignation.

Valkyrie put her hand beneath your chin and pushed your head back up so that your eyes were looking into hers. She let one finger stroke over your cheekbone and then drag a path down your cheek to your collarbone. “I do care, you know. I care a lot about you. So, just let me take care of my girl. Just this once without any further fighting.”

Well, fuck. When she said shit like that, how the hell were you supposed to deny her?

You leaned down to push a kiss onto her cheek. “I know you care, Vee. You don’t have to tell me, baby. I got you.”

You dramatically clasped your hands together and sat straighter. “Okay, doc. I’m ready. Just tell it to me straight. Am I gonna make it?”

The raw vulnerability scribbled across Valkyrie’s face washed away into elation. A loud laugh boomed into the room, her head throwing back with the action. You beamed with pride at the noise.

When she finally pulled herself together, she let out a hum. “Oh, god. I do hate to tell you, but I think you might just…live.”

You shook your head, mock horror covering your features. You ducked your head down into her shoulder, wincing a little when the cuts hit Valkyrie’s shoulder bone. “No. No, say it isn’t true!”

You pulled your head back to see Valkyrie reaching into the idle first aid kit, she shook her head solemnly as she pick up an alcohol wipe. “I’m afraid so. There isn’t much we can do but to let you live.”

You gasped teasingly, but when Valkyrie went and swiped the wipe across your forehead, you really did gasp, for real. “Hey! Ow! A little heads up there, speedy Gonzalas, jeez.”

For the third time, Valkyrie rolls her eyes, amused. “Oh, don’t be such a cry baby. It’s just a little stinging.”

You pouted, letting your bottom lip pop out. “Tell that to my aching forehead.”

Valkyrie didn’t answer you, just put her hand on your knee and started rubbing comforting circles there. That little action soothed you more than any words could’ve.

Val went to reach for the ointment next, to most likely over-apply on your face like a moisturizer of sorts, when she finally asked you the question you’d been waiting to hear.

“So, how exactly did you wind up getting these cuts and bruises?”

“Mmm, I uh, fell. I fell down- fell down a flight of stairs.”

Valkyrie’s lips pursed in false interest. “A flight of stairs, you say?”

You quickly nodded as she started to apply the ointment.

“Do these flight of stairs go along with the paint story or the food one? You know, just so I can keep track.”

You pretended to think for a moment. “I think the paint one would make more sense. I fell, and at the bottom of the steps were a bunch of paint cans which I crashed into, creating the mess on my face.”

Valkyrie’s hand went to the back of your neck squeezing lightly. “Just tell me. It’s not like I’m going to do anything drastic.”

Your face deadpanned and at your look, Val’s hands went up in surrender. “Fine. This time, I promise not to do anything unreasonable.”

You cocked an eyebrow at her, very easily picking up on her choice of words, but Valkyrie wasn’t budging. “Love, all I can promise is that it won’t be unreasonable.”

You sighed. You could either tell her now or face the consequences later. You let your eyes focus on her hand as she went to screw the cap back onto the ointment bottle. “Thor and I got into it.”

You saw her hackles raise instantly at the implication, but you were quick to amend. “We were sparring, and I accidentally dropped my spear, so the blunt end of his stick whacked up my face, hence the bruises. Then the scratches are from my forehead skimming the hilt of my astray spear when I fell.”

Valkyrie’s shoulders loosened at your words, but you could still see the fire in her eyes, and you knew that in a, perhaps not so, subtle way later, Thor would be paying for what happened.

You shook your head at her. “Don’t go too hard on him. For me, at least.”

She made sure her eyes were focused on putting everything away in the first aid kit. Her voice was reluctant, “....Fine.” That earned a giggle from you at her attitude.

After putting everything back into the aid box, she let her eyes sweep over your face once more. After she was satisfied that she disinfected and covered every small red area, she lightly cupped both of your cheeks and pecked your lips. “All done.”

She may have been done, but you certainly weren’t. You cupped her jaw and brought her back into you, giving her a deeper kiss. One you hoped told her how much you appreciated the affection and attention she gave you tonight.

𓍯 He was cold in the wintertime, at least to you. It was the first time you had ever been told ‘shoo’ but another human being. Unbelievable!!! But you had watched him from across the road chasing after someone to return the wallet the dropped, hastily turning away from them mumbling about wasting his time and getting off schedule; you has seen him tying the scarf around his unit mate’s neck with care; you had felt his cool, gentle hand wrap a bandaid on your finger after pricking it on a needle. You couldn’t even hear him fussing at you over the sound of your own heartbeat.

𓍯 Your curiosity only bloomed brightly in the spring time, at least for him. Glimpses of his generosity weren’t enough anymore, you kept looking for him even if you didn’t mean to. The menu at the coffee shop, the stuffed pink bear on display at the mall, the violin playing in the museum…everything reminded you of that ever present scowl on his face. He began letting you ramble on about unnecessary things sitting with his chin in his hand. You couldn’t tell which one of you kept touching your pinky fingers together.

𓍯 His laugh boomed in the summertime, at least for you. You were lucky to watch his plans come into fruition, the watch his concepts come to life. He contacted you first, talking so quickly, and hanging up before you could even get a word in. It was so warm: when did you become the first person he needed to tell? He remembered your favorite iced drink and ordered for you before you arrived, complaining about how important it is to be on time. You tried to look as naive as possible while he asked you what your favorite summertime flower is, and if you had time to meet next week.

𓍯 You felt safe in the autumn hours, at least with him. Especially while wearing the dainty gold bracelet he bought for you on your birthday. Your handmade apple pastries always tasted better when you ate them with him. One of your hands always warmed by one of his. The world always seemed to slow down this time of year but you didn’t mind; the world could stop and you wouldn’t mind. “Stop letting your mind mind wander and pay attention to me!” He said to you. “It will be wintertime before you even realize! Ah time really does pass by so quickly…”

“ Did you really have to drag me out of the office just to have me come with you to the costume shop?” she asks you as the both of you are walking to one of the town's new costume shops. She had the lovely habit of staying in the office til she was the last person there and you needed her with you to choose what costumes you’d do together for Thor's annual Halloween party. She had promised you about 2 weeks ago that she’d go with you and it was one week out til his party, yet Val was in the office working on some events happening in December. 

“ One week out til his party babe and I need both of us to be on the same page,” you tell her grabbing her hand and dragging her through the busy crowd. Many of the citizens in the town waved to both of you and paid no attention to the speed you're taking your girlfriend to the costume shop. She was used to this type of stuff from you. 

“ What’s with the pace y/n? You know that jack’s store is gonna be there,” and she gets no answer from you until she sees the line forming out of the store. 

“ Oh,” is all that comes out of the king’s mouth.  

It’s a line that goes out of the store, this is going to be fun.

“ Yes his store will always be here but he’s the only shop in the area that sells them and I don’t know if you’d be up for traveling out of the town for some costumes,” you say as the both of you walk to the line. This was luckily not too long compared to when you came earlier in the morning with Jane as she needed to find a costume for thor and her to match. After 10 minutes of waiting, both of you make it inside the store but at least it gives both of you time to look around to see what costumes you and your girlfriend would want to do. 

“ Why is there a line anyways for his business?” she asks looking around the selection. He had been talking with her weeks ago about getting costumes and materials for whoever needed them and she didn’t think there would be a lot of people who’d want to get costumes. 

“ Many of these people don’t want to travel out of the town for costume honey, which I understand, and from what he’s told me it’s bringing him more work for the future with even making dresses/items for other events,” you explain to her, keeping your eyes on a custom Ghostbuster and ghost costume. What she doesn’t know is that you had asked jack to make two custom costumes for the party and you thanked him gratefully even if he had other important things to do. One of them is inspired by a phantom and the opera while the other costume is inspired by the ghostbusters. 

It was a surprise for you as Jack said he could easily get measurements from both of you as long as you sent them in on time. Your girlfriend did not question you after a long day at the office when you measured her and just assumed it was one of the many projects you were doing. All you hope was that this line would go faster so that the tailor could show you the costumes and you could give Val a really fun surprise for this Halloween.

“ Well King of Asgard and the future queen, welcome to the shop where we made pre-made costumes , I also do make a custom one if my selection does not fit what you’re looking for,” Jack says with a smile on his face and you wonder how many times he’s repeated that over the days since the shop’s been opened. 

“ What costumes do you have today for us? Valkyrie asks the owner and he motions for you both to follow him to the back of his shop, where he has his custom stuff. The brunette was confused because she thought you’d just choose from what he had in the front. Though that all changes when she is in the back room and sees what has to be one of the coolest costumes ever. 

“ wait is that a phantom of the opera costume for both of us?” she asks you while jack leaves the room to give you time to check it out. You knew how much she loved that musical and you thought this would be a nice and cute thing to do with her as her job is very stressful. She’s over the moon about this and brings you in for a big hug and she can’t wait for the party. Her hugs were always the best thing ever and you cling to her body like a koala, eliciting the cutest giggle from her.

“ Are we gonna wear this to Thor’s party babe? And for Halloween when we give out candy” she asks while looking over the costume again, checking over the detail. 

“ if you want but I also asked him to make us another set, if you want to see it?” you tell her. 

“ what” and you point to the cute matching ghostbusters on the other side of the room. Ghostbusters was one of your favorite movies ever and so it makes sense you would want to do this with her.

“ Are we doing both babe?” she asks you and you give her puppy dog eyes, because there was no way that she’ll be telling you no. She signs in defeat but your cuteness is something that she loves about you. Both of you leave the shop after trying everything on and attempting to pay for the hard work that Jack had done for the costumes but he was happy to do it for free since the business was booming. 

The Halloween party at Thor’s place ended up being a hit as you and Valkyrie walked in like she owned the place, and so many laughs from Jane as she didn’t expect the king to even come. Between the couples costume with Thor’s and you and Val’s , they end up winning but that did not matter as long as you were here with Valkyrie having a fun time, it was fine with you.

“Kagehira, I know how this works, haven't I told you this already? And don’t you think this position is a bit odd?”

“Eh? What’s wrong wit it? Oshi-san let’s dance together~” Before Shu could find the words to protest, the two began twirling around Mika’s empty bedroom.

They danced in a slow motion—one, two, two, three, one, two, three—not even the sound of their graceful footsteps could be heard between the hard wood floors and the decorative carpet near the beds. Their eyes stayed locked on each other as one does while partner dancing, but Mika had a sort of enchantment in his eyes…the magnetism that he usually saved for the stage created an atmosphere in the room that made Shu feel uneasy. Shu’s heart wavered while being led in what he felt was an entrancing dance. Mika had grown so much in such a short amount of time, he felt, where did he learn to gaze at someone with such allure? There was something Mika’s eyes were saying that Shu wasn’t entirely sure he understood; the act of it all seemed to make Shu feel slightly uncomfortable in ways he couldn’t explain. Shu stepped forward on instinct, stepping on Mika’s foot and causing them both to topple onto the ground.

Mika managed to land on all fours hovering over Shu, his shoulders shook slightly. Had he twisted his wrist trying to break the fall? Shu’s eyes widened with worry.

“K-Kagehira…?” He placed a hand on Mika’s shoulder. Mika raised his face, laughing.

“ ‘M sorry, Oshi-san, I shouldn’t’ve dropped ya like that,” he said. His smile relieved Shu, though none of it found a way to show on his face.

“Well, it was partly my fault too, I suppose I’m just not used to being led in a dance like this,” Shu explained sheepishly. Mika just shook his head.

“En, then it’s botha our faults,” he said. There was a pause, neither of them knew where to pick up from here. Their relationship to each other was always like this—they could never figure out the right steps. Though they both cared for and respected each other as equals, unitmates, even friends, they were consistently off kilter. Maybe that was just the charm they shared. Shu bit his lip, thinking carefully about how to word what he wanted to say.

“Kagehira…you know how we made a promise to not lie to each other anymore? To not keep any secrets from one another?” He started slowly, though he didn’t think Mika would be upset with him after confessing. Mika moved to sit next to Shu on the floor. He never gave Shu half of his attention, he never gave Shu half of anything. “I must apologize, I lied to you again recently. That day you held your solo live…I told you my flight got delayed and that I had missed the performance. I had disguised myself in the audience so that I could watch it in full without you knowing.”

Mika blinked at Shu. Shu was confident that Mika wouldn’t have been upset with him, but now he wasn’t so sure. At that time, Mika looked so shocked and embarrassed to see him after the performance, Shu lied to him thinking it would make him feel at ease. The date for the performance had coincided with a date for the show Shu was making costumes for, and the two had discussed multiple times how disappointed they were, while Shu had planned in secret to visit and watch the live anyway. He hadn’t expected Mika to make such an expression when seeing him afterwards. Shu now wanted to steer the conversation away from that night.

“Something else I noticed, however, is that you had kept a small keychain in the pocket of your costume as you wore it onstage—”

“Nnah ya weren’t s’pose ta see that!!” Mika interrupted, waving his hands in the air. Shu could only smile at him.

“This is something I can understand. I, too, carry reminders of the people I miss while I’m away. But the fact is that to carry something like that onstage is unprofessional, Kagehira! If it were to fall out of your pocket while dancing wouldn’t that ruin the performance? Valkyrie makes no mistakes, no stage can be any less than perfect.” Shu scolded his unit mate. Mika was always so close to getting it right. Mika sighed and murmured his agreements. “Though, while seeing you indiscreetly removing that toy from your coat pocket while putting your costume away I came up with an idea for you to carry a reminder with you the next time you decide to hold a solo live. As much as I would like to, I cannot manage to see them all.”

Shu pulled a small indigo velvet box from his pocket, and chuckled to himself as Mika’s eyes grew wide with stars. He opened it and pulled out a ring. A plain silver ring. The design itself was so boring, Shu couldn’t believe he would allow himself to present such a dull thing as a gift to someone he treasured as much as this, but the nightmare of Mika wearing jewelry that clashed with his outfit to every meeting, movie shooting, interview, and now live performance with Valkyrie’s name attached gave him shivers. So the safest option was to opt for something simple that could always compliment any outfit. Shu himself hoped that Mika would wear it at every occasion, a small little reminder that Mika could still be classified as his.

“Can…can I see it?” Starry eyed Mika tentatively reached his hand out to hold the ring. Shu only chuckled to himself again while handing it over. It was just a plain silver ring, but Mika held it like a delicate baby bird. “Uwah there’s somethin’ written on the inside? ‘S that french oshi-san? Ngah I can’t understand what it says?”

“You ought to study more, Kagehira, though you’re correct there is French written on the inside of that ring. It says ‘l’éternité’ do you know what that means?” Shu asked. Mika hummed in frustration and shook his head. “And to believe you said so boldly to me things like ‘Valkyrie is eternal’…hand me the ring back.”

“O-oshi-san!”

“Oh I’m not going to keep it! Hand it to me, I’ll put it on for you,” Shu sighed and held out his hand. Mika was always so noisy! He took Mika’s hand and gently placed the ring on Mika’s finger, trying to ignore how aware he had become of his own breathing. Mika couldn’t hold his awe for a random solid piece of metal. And Shu couldn’t hold in the pride he felt while Mika wore something that bound them together in such a quiet way.

“Oshi-san ‘s beautiful, really, but why’d ya write the word on tha inside? Then no one’ll be able ta read it, right?” Mika didn’t even take his eyes off the ring while asking. He held his hand out in front of his face, fingers fanned out, in admiration. Shu leaned back on his hands and let his head fall to the side.

“That way this is a special little secret just kept between the two of us. What do you think about it, Kagehira?”

“Eh? Why ‘s there a second ring in the box then?”

“………” Shu hesitated, then admitted. “That one is mine.”

Mika’s eyes grew stars again.

“Then….can I..?” Mika asked sheepishly. Shu looked at him, and handed him the ring. Mika’s tremored hands held Shu’s and carefully placed the ring on his finger. They both looked at their hands held together, a long silver ring on both of their hands. Shu suddenly felt embarrassed.

cuddling with your girlfriend is one of your favorite things to do

valkyrie was a warrior, her body strong and lean, trained for battle

but when it was just the two of you, no fight in sight, she wasn't a fighter, but a protector

when you were in her arms, even though she was strong enough to crush you, you never once felt threatened

on the contrary, it was your safe place

every time you'd had a bad day, you'd come home to her, and she'd just know

she would take you into her arms, and you'd lay together, and you'd sigh in content and feel the tension slowly seeping out of your muscles

sometimes, when you were at home, watching a movie, she'd take you in her arms, unprompted, and stroke your hair gently

also, you had the habit of reading before you went to sleep

so, sometimes she held you as you read out to her, or just read in silence to yourself, enjoying her company

but when she got tired of it and wanted your attention back on her, she started peppering kisses along your neck and collarbone until you couldn't contain your giggles, and finally closed the book

and obviously you weren't always the little spoon

valkyrie loved it when she was snuggled in your arms, it was the feeling of home and love and devotion all wrapped up into one

a lot of times, she didn't like admitting her worries and fears, she didn't like being weak or vulnerable because she felt like it was her job to protect you

but you constantly reminded her that it was okay to feel scared, in words and also in actions

when you knew she had something bothering her, you didn't pester her, you knew it wouldn't work

you just cuddled her until she was ready to open up

it comforted her, showed her you were there for her, and that meant the world

cuddling was your way of showing her she can lean on you when she needs to, and she loves it

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i hope you liked it!! it makes me so happy to get requests for wlw weekend, I hope you're enjoying it as much as I am:) stay hydrated and take care<3

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You and Valkyrie had stayed in bed till midday, cuddling in the warmth of the bed and each other's embrace. When you finally decided to get up you made pancakes and hot chocolate, neither of you caring that you would be having the beverage again that night and probably a few more times.

After that you had dragged her out for a walk, insisting that fresh air would be good for you both. You were so often cooped up inside and you wanted nothing more than to enjoy the Autumn with your girlfriend.

You wore a thick coat to keep out the slightly chilling air. It wasn't all that cold thankfully. The sun was out and keeping the temperature perfect, you especially appreciated it when the rays painted over your girlfriend's face and defined all of the features that you loved most. You had said aloud and silently many times on that walk that she was beautiful. She always just smiled and shook her head slightly, even after all that time she struggled to accept endearing compliments like that. It never stopped being cute the way she flushed under your comments.

She wore one of her warm scarfs around her neck and over her jacket, not being that effected by the cold.

You had been holding her hand the entire walk. Never letting go even when you had to walk behind one another to avoid a puddle. Valkyrie never seemed to mind, too intent on listening to you ramble about how pretty the scenery was of the fields behind the small town.

You didn't know it, but after a while of you speaking Valkyrie stopped listening to what exactly you were saying. Instead, her mind wandered to think about how much she loved you.

She didn't like saying it much, after so long of living by a completly different agenda on Sakar it was a dramatic change. But she knew she loved you - more than anything. And you knew it too.

As she half listened to your monologue about how satisfying crisp leaves were to step on, she stroked her thumb over the back of your hand in a gentle, caressing movement.

talk about getting dominated

you knew it was coming

i’m talking orgasm after orgasm

the both of them trying to outdo each other

thor thrusting into you

while Val is licking your clit

the greatest amount of overstimulation

rough sex or passionate sex