I have been super addicted to Baldur's Gate 3 lately and i have to say it is an amazing game. I have not been able to stop playing it. i literally have almost 1000 hours in this game since its release. I got some lovely templates from the lovely @arcandoria and was playing around with them a bit. Please if you want to use them go to Here.
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I just read the first part of missed chances and I love it. I cant wait for more. 13 going on 30 has always been one of my favorite movies and I am so excited to see where you go with it ♡♡ also can pretty please be added to the taglist if still open?
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Made another One for my Durge Bard. I am really happy with how this turned out. This is my boy Cayde. He radiates Fuck It Energy. He has 10 strength because he is a weapons master. I feel like with his Fuck it personality him and Minsc would be best friends. and yes his animal is a Jackalope lol.
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Summary: This is an AU. Reader and Bucky were married, until she caught him cheating on her. She then gave him a divorce and disappeared with their unborn child. now it’s 6 years later and a past reader hoped she left behind comes crawling back.
Pairings: Bucky X Reader; Thor X Reader; Bucky X Reader X Thor
Master-List
(A/N) Hey guys, it's been a while huh. Things have been pretty chaotic lately, but i have a new part for you all. This chapter is kind of short, but i am as i am typing this working on the next one. Thank Love and Thunder for giving me inspiration. As always i hope you guys like it. let me know. i love hearing feedback from you.
“Yes, I understand. I’ll keep an eye on her. Yeah, I’ll see you soon.” Loki replies hanging up the phone and letting out a heavy sigh. Running a hand through his hair he turns back only to find Lily standing in the doorway behind him her arms over her chest, something unfortunately he had taught her, her eyes narrowed at him. “Lily darling, you know snooping is a bad habit.”
“When’s mom and dad coming back?” Lily inquires making Loki straighten slightly as he makes his face devoid of any emotions.
“Soon, they just have to take care of a couple things in New York.” He answers folding his arms over his chest to match her.
“Did mom say anything about me?” Lily asks her emotions slipping through the cracks to reveal upon her face.
“She did, she said she loves you; she misses you, and her and Thor will back soon. She also said that you’re gonna come and spend a couple of days with me at grandma and grandpa’s estate.”
“Really?” Lily asks her eyes lighting up.
“Of course. Now let’s go pack you a bag.” Loki says making Lily turn on her heel and rush up the stairs to her room Loki following closely behind her. Pulling his cell phone out he sends his sister a quick text letting her know what is going on. It doesn’t take her long to respond.
Hela – So you’re taking her to the ‘rents house?
Loki – Yeah.
Hela – good, I’ll be there in a few. I just gotta load Fenris into the car.
Loki – see ya then.
Loki had called his mother a few minutes earlier and explained the situation. At the mention of someone possibly coming to try and take Lilly she had offered her house and all the bodyguards Loki would need. His father was also raging at the thought of someone taking his granddaughter. Odin very rarely got mad unless it had something to do with his family. Out of them all Lilly was his favorite.
Taking a deep breath, he rushes off after Lilly to help her pack. The faster they got to his parents’ house the better he’d feel.
“Uncle Loki I can’t find Beau!” Lilly cries out from her room making him furrow his brow.
“Didn’t you just have him?” Loki asks as he reaches her room and Lilly nods.
“He was just here.” She says as she starts tossing her other stuffed animals around in a hope to find him.
Worry floods Loki’s body as he instantly reaches out and scooping Lilly up in his arms races toward the garage.
“What’s wrong Uncle Loki?!” Lilly asks as Loki grips tight to her securing her in his arms.
“We have to leave now.”
“But Beau!” Lilly cries out fear filling her voice.
“I’ll find him later okay,” He moves her so that he can look into her eyes as he continues, “This is important. I need you to be calm and close your eyes okay.”
“Okay…” Lilly replies reluctantly as she buries her face into the crook of his neck.
Loki pulls his phone out as he opens the secret app that was connected to all the cameras. As it opens, he sees a group of men in black outfits, and he curses under his breath. It was too late. Loki takes a deep breath as he hurries towards the basement. If he couldn’t get Lilly out to safety, then he’d get her to the safe room. Closing the camera app, he sends a text to Hela.
Loki- They’re already here. Hiding Lilly now.
After he hits send, he slips the cell back into his pocket and descends the stairs to the room. Reaching the room, he inputs the code and as the doors open, he slips inside. Closing the door behind them Loki sits down in a chair and turns the camera monitors on. He holds tightly to Lilly as she starts to shake in his grasp.
“It’s alright my dear. We’re safe here.” Loki says softly as he gently rubs circles on her back trying to calm her down.
“I want mommy.” Lilly whimpers and Loki’s heart clenches.
“What do you mean Loki hasn’t arrived there yet?” Thor’s worried voice booms out in the small appartement.
This wasn’t good.
Thor’s stomach drops at the thought of something happening to Lilly.
“I mean Hela got a text from Loki saying that it was too late. That was the last we heard form him. Thor, I know your brother can take care of himself, but I am seriously worried.”
“I know mother, I am too.”
Thor takes a deep breath as he tries to think of what to do next. His brow furrows as he wracks his brain for an answer.
“Mother, I have some calls to make. Keep me updated if you hear anything.”
“Of course, Thor. If I hear anything you will be the first, I speak with.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too my son.” And with that she hangs up the phone.
Thor’s cell phone falls to his side as his eyes dance across the room. He needed an idea. He needed to know what was going on. The thought that he should have stayed home with his daughter filled his mind with regret. Was this his fault? Could he have prevented this?
“Thor? Is everything okay?” You ask as you round the corner to the little room you had been given while you stayed with Jessica.
Thor stares at you for a moment not sure what to say. Should he tell you what’s happening? Would you blame him for not being there for Lilly? The demons of his past start to flood his mind with memories of all the people he couldn’t save while he was in the military. His eyes grow dim as he is transported back to that moment when his best friend laid dying in his arms. The scent of gunpowder and dead bodies filled his senses as the feeling of blood dripping over his hands causes him to start to shake.
No.
No. no. no.
He didn’t have time for this. His heart starts to race as his throat starts to close making it hard for him to breathe.
“Thor?” he hears a distant sweet voice call his name and he looks around for the owner but all he could see was the carnage and destruction of war.
“Thor?!” The voice calls again making him reach up and gripping his hair in his hand let out a loud groan of pain.
“Come back to me.” The sweet honeysuckle voice calls to him and a light slowly starts to fill his eyes. “Thor, my love, I’m here. You’re okay. Everything is okay.” She repeats like a mantra until his eyes finally clear and he sees her standing in front of him her eyes filled with worry. “There you are, it’s okay.”
“I’m sorry.” He breathes out the words as he tries to catch his breath.
“It’s okay, My love.” You whisper as you hold him tightly.
“No, it’s not.” Thor gulps down a breath of air as he holds tightly to you.
“Thor,” You start you mind searching for the right words. “Look at me.”
Thor reluctantly pulls away from you, his deep wounded blue eyes meeting your gaze.
“I am here for you. No matter what. Just like you are my rock, I am yours. I cannot begin to understand what you have seen or what you have gone through, but I am here for you. So just take deep breaths and let’s talk about it, okay?” You say softly and he stares at you unsure for a moment before he lets out a heavy sigh and nods. “Okay, sit down.”
You gently move him toward the bed and as he sits down you move to kneel in front of him. Thor takes deep breaths as he tries to calm him racing heart.
“Whatever it is that is wrong, we will get through this. Okay?” You ask and he nods again.
“I’m sorry.”
“You never have to apologize to me. At least not for this. I’m sure there will be things in the future that will require you to apologize for, but this… this isn’t something you can control. I know that.” He smirks and you feel your heart lift a bit. “Now, do you want to talk about it?”
“It’s the same scene over and over again.” He starts his eyes meeting yours.
You knew what he was referring to. It was the night he lost the warriors three. At least that was what he called them. They had known each other since basic training and had grown so close they were family. Losing them the way he had was none of his control, but he blamed himself for it everyday and that thought alone crushed your heart.
“I don’t even know what happened.” He continues his eyes falling to his hands that were wringing themselves in his lap. “One moment I was on the phone with my mother talking about Loki and the next…” He pauses as he snaps his eyes closed. “I thought I was getting better.”
“Thor, you are getting better.” You start as you reach up to gently cup his face. “My love, you have come so far. This part of you, it’s not something that is easy to fix. It takes time.”
Thor’s eyes slowly open as they look up to meet your gaze.
“I thank the gods every single day that I climbed into that taxi that day and met you.” He starts and happy tears start to fill your eyes. “If I hadn’t have met you…”
“But you did.” You interrupt knowing full well where this conversation was headed. Too many times had you heard the words that he would have probably died had he not found something to live for again. “And it was the best thing that ever happened to me, and our daughter. Lilly loves you with every inch of her heart. I could never imagine a life without you in it.”
A sigh of relief passes his lips as tears slowly fall from his eyes. He leans forward wrapping you in his arms as he breathes in your scent. His mind slowly starts to clear as if your scent alone chases away his demons.
“I love you Thor.”
“I love you (Name). Gods how I love you.” He proclaims as he buries his face in your neck.
You hold him tightly for as long as he needs you too. When he finally pulls away, he gives you a kiss on your forehead and clears his throat. He knew what he needed to do now, and the perfect people to call.
“I must make a couple of calls. I need to call in some favors.”
“Okay, is everything alright?” You ask as he starts to scroll through his contacts.
“Don’t worry about this, you have your hands full with Barnes. I can handle this.” He gives you a reassuring smile before he stands up and moves toward the window.
“Okay… I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.” You reluctantly say as you stand up and giving him a worried glance head back into the kitchen. You knew he was hiding something from you, and you would ask him about it later.
Thor waits until you are gone to hit the call button. He knew keeping this from you was wrong, but if he had mentioned anything about Loki not showing up at his parents with Lilly you would have a breakdown. No, this he could handle. He knew the exact people for this job.
The ring goes off three or four times before a woman’s voice answers the phone.
“Well now, Thor Odinson, to what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?” She answers with a playful tone.
“I need your help.” He answers and her playful tone from before disappears in an instant.
“What’s happened?”
“I need you to call the other two and find my daughter.”
“You have a daughter?” The woman asks in disbelief.
“Yes, I’ll explain everything on the way, but I need you all to meet me.”
“Ok, sure, where at?”
“My home.”
“We can do that. When do you wanna meet?”
“Now, we don’t have much time. I lost contact with my brother and he was the last one with her.”
“Alright, we’re on our way. We might even beat you there.”
“If you do, leave no one standing. If they laid a hand on Lilly, I want them to pay.”
“Got it boss, see you soon.” And with that she hung up the phone.
Thor takes a deep breath and grabbing his coat heads for the front door.
“Where are you going?” You ask before he has a chance to walk out.
“You have everything handled here. I’m going to go back and make sure Lilly is safe. She needs me.” He answers half truthfully.
“Okay, give her my love and call me when you get to her so I can see her.” You ask making him nod.
“Of course, my love.” Thor replies as he leans in and gives you a passionate kiss that sends worry running through your body.
When he pulls away, he looks behind you and says, “Finish this quickly, and promise me you’ll watch over her.”
“I will, take care of Lilly.” Bucky replies making you turn to look back and forth between the two men.
Something wasn’t right.
“I must go, I love you.” Thor says stealing one last kiss before he walks out the door not giving you a chance to speak.
“Thor, I know what I’m doing.” I say as I match him step for step.
“You’ve been looking for him for years and now he’s right here.” Thor replies stopping in his tracks to turn to face me. “You wanted to talk to him. Go on,”
“I can’t” I reply my eyes pleading with him to drop it. “I was so sure of what I wanted to say to him. What I wanted to ask him, but now… now I look at him and I don’t know if I want to jump his bones or murder him.”
“That’s… that’s in my head now.” Thor replies as he grimaces.
“Come on, you know what I mean.” I argue a chuckle leaving my lips.
“I know how you feel.” Thor replies his eyes moving to look at Yennefer.
“She seems nice.” I say softly a smirk filling my lips.
“Stop it.” Thor chastises making me giggle.
“You’re all for me talking to Geralt when you have yet to go over and talk to her. I know you want to.”
“She’s angry with me,” Thor says as he steals a glance at her. “I don’t know how to even go about talking to her.”
“See, we’re in the same boat.”
“Yes, but you have a paddle.” Thor replies motioning toward Jaskier.
“Jaskier is not a paddle.”
“Metaphor, (name).”
“I know what you meant.”
“Talking to women used to be easy for me.” Thor starts as he grips tight to storm breaker. “But after everything, I can’t bring myself to take those last few steps to her.”
“Then you don’t deserver her.” I announce and his eyes narrow. “Just as I probably don’t deserve Geralt.” His eyes shoot to mine, and I feel my heart clench. “What are we doing Thor? We’re adults but we are acting like children. Love… love is stupid.” Tears sting my eyes as I continue. “Love made me break a good man’s heart. Love made me come here to this world in search of someone who clearly didn’t want me to be here to begin with. He whispered words of love and caring, and I ate it up like some love-devoid idiot. The only good thing that came from me being here was Cirilla.”
Thor meets my gaze, and his eyes soften. He reaches out and wrapping his arms around me holds me close.
“What am I still doing here Thor? What in the world do I want him to say to me?”
“I don’t know,” Thor replies gently rubbing circles on my back. “And you won’t know until you talk to him.”
“I will if you will.” I add pulling away from him. “Don’t leave her wondering Thor, give her the answers I may not get from him.” I give him a little shove in her direction, and he reluctantly lets me go. “Go on, I’ll be fine.”
With a quick nod I watch as he goes off after her. A sad smile fills my face as I try my best to hope for a good outcome for him and her. Clearing my throat, I wipe my face and try to compose myself as I look around. I see Geralt looking at me and I narrow my eyes. A feeling of him being able to see right through me starts to set in and I look away.
I came here to talk to him, and I would. Just not right now.
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“You worry that if you blink, you’ll never see her again.” Borch says as he catches up to Geralt as they walk along the path. “You’re in love with her.”
“Or… the danger here isn’t the dragon.”
“That’s why I brought you along, Geralt of Rivia. Nothing scares you.” Borch adds looking forward where (Name) walked beside her brother.
“Huh.” Geralt adds. “Then you don’t know (Name).”
Borch laughs at the joke making Geralt smirk.
“May she be the worst encounter, then.” Borch replies as the continue the grueling walk up the mountainside.
It didn’t take them long to see the destruction the dragon had caused. When Geralt questioned why a dragon would do this Borch immediately answered with how desperate the dragon must have been to do something out of the ordinary. The rest of the walk continues and Jaskier tries his best to seduce Borch’s female companions.
“Ladies, you look famished. Allow me to wander aimlessly into this thicket and retrieve for you… a tasty afternoon treat. Uh…” He continues to mumble as he looks around for something causing the rest of the company to pause in our tracks. “I am hungry. Anyone else hungry?”
Jaskier continues to fumble through the bushes as he searches for anything making Geralt let out an annoyed sigh.
“He’s still all over the place, isn’t he?” Geralt hears (Name) say from beside him and he nods.
“One of his lesser qualities.” Geralt replies making (Name) smile.
“He’s cute. Sometimes. Girls like men who have their cute moments.” She adds making him cock an eyebrow at her in surprise. “What?” She questions narrowing her eyes at him. “You’ve had your cute moments too. Although very few and basically nonexistent.”
“There’s something back here!” Jaskier calls out pulling their attention back to him. “It sort of looks like a fawn.”
“Jaskier…” Geralt calls out in frustration.
“Hello, little fellow. Aren’t you just the cutest…” The animal growls as it starts to stand up to it’s full height making panic fill Jaskier’s body. “Most… terrifying thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Right, run away! Run away! Geralt!” Jaskier runs up and hiding behind him says, “It’s one of your… friends again.”
As it stands up to its full height everyone stares at the poor creature with curious looks.
“What in the name of Bloemenmagde is that?” The dwarf leader asks his eyes widening slowly.
“It’s an hirikka. It’s probably starving. Sheathe your weapons.” Geralt orders and he glances to (Name) standing next to him her eyes were filled with pity. She starts to fumble through her robes looking for something when a roar from the creature draws their attention back to it. Before anyone has a chance to act, a knight from one of the other groups draws his sword and slays the poor creature.
As if killing it wasn’t enough, he just keeps swinging his sword bringing it up and down adding insult to injury. (Name) tenses next to Geralt and he looks at her to see her eyes filled with rage. This wasn’t going to end well.
“For kingdom and glory!” The knight screams out causing a dark-haired mage to rush to his side.
“Sir Eyck!” She calls out as she reaches him. “You could have been killed!”
“He could have been killed?” (Name) says in disbelief moving closer to them and Geralt instantly reaches for her hand trying to stop her. “Did you not see the same creature I did Yennefer?”
‘Wait how did she know the mages name?’ Geralt thinks as he moves to stand right behind her just in case, she needed him. Also, just in case he needed to stop her from using her gifts.
“(Name), can we talk about this later?” Yennefer asks as she looks around at all the dumbfounded faces.
“No, we can’t.” Name pauses for a moment and Geralt realizes that Thor had joined the two of them. “Sir Eyck, you are a knight are you not?”
“I am.” He replies pulling away from Yen’s hands.
“Then you are a piss poor one.”
“(Name)!” Thor interjects trying to stop her from continuing.
“A knight's code of conduct includes mercy, humility, honor, sacrifice, faithfulness, courage, utmost graciousness and courtesy toward women. None of those you have shown by the absolute slaughter you have just committed against a helpless creature. It was hungry. Not deadly. If we would have fed it, it would have went away. So, fuck you Sir.” She ends as she collects her skirt and turns around and stomps away.
Geralt looks back at the absolute dumbfounded look on the knight’s face before he turns to walk away. They decide to set up camp for the night and Geralt watches in disgust as the ‘knight’ decides it’s a smart idea to carve up and eat the creature. (Name) refused to even be near the so-called knight as she makes her camp way away from them.
Geralt couldn’t help but keep glancing at her as she sat with writing utensils in her hands. She must have been drawing the scenery. His mind filled with memories or watching her draw anything that caught her interest.
“Um…” Borch starts pulling his attention. “I’m not sure I’d eat that, good sir.”
“Knights never waste a kill.” Sir Eyck replies with a scoff. “It’s precisely why I’ll make a great lord to Niedamir’s vassal state. A great knight must lead by example. For—”
“Kingdom and glory. We know.” Téa interrupts in hopes of shutting him up.
Thank the gods (Name) wasn’t near enough to hear him spout his bullshit.
“My subjects will be the luckiest serfs in all the lands. Especially with the beautiful Yennefer as my mage.” Sir Eyck continues and Geralt glances at Thor whose jaw was clenched tight.
So that’s how (Name) knew the mage. Thor was a past suitor of hers.
“I cannot wait to serve you, My Lord.” Yennefer replies and Geralt watches as Thor’s eyes fill with anger and regret.
Geralt knew those feelings all to well. Not that he’d ever show them. He regretted being away from (Name) for so long. It wasn’t that he refused to return to her. There were so many monsters on the continent that needed to be dealt with.
“How would you like to serve me tonight… Witch?” The Reaver leader inquires making Thor crush the canteen that was in his hand.
“Watch it.” Thor warns as he stares daggers into the reavers eyes.
“If not the witch, then what about your sister?” He adds and Geralt’s body fills with anger.
“Careful, Boholt.” Geralt interjects causing the reaver to look at him.
“So, the Witcher wants to play knight too, hmm?” Boholt insists his eyes looking over at (Name) who was now moving closer to them.
“No. She’s plenty able of murdering you herself.” Geralt concludes making Thor smirk. Boholt chuckles making the head dwarf ask him a question.
“What’s so amusin’, you overgrown cock hair?” He asks annoyance in his voice.
“I’m just wondering who I will kill first. The monster, or the monster hunter.” Boholt replies as he fiddles with a piece of meat that he pulled from the spicket.
“Hm.” Geralt hums and Boholt takes that as a sign to leave.
A loud gurgling sound fills the campfire and Sir Eyck twitches in his seat.
“Oh, dear.” Sir Eyck says making Jaskier look over at him. “Um… I’m afraid I must take my leave. Lady Yennefer, may I escort you to your tent?”
“Will you be joining me?” She asks seductively making Thor narrow his eyes at her.
“Uh… My Lady, I would…” He is interrupted by his stomach gurgling again. “…never degrade your honor in such a way.”
Before anyone can say anything, Sir Eyck turns and mumbling something about taking a shit, hobbles off.
“I hope he didn’t leave on account of me.” (Name) states sarcastically as she moves to sit in between Thor and Geralt.
“Pretty sure the hirikka is fighting back.” Jaskier answers and she chuckles.
“Serves him right.”
“So shall we tell the poor bastard, that he’s vying for a vassal state that won’t exist in a decade?” Yarpen asks.
“States rise and fall like the tide. Nothing new.” Geralt says his eyes focused on the fire.
“This is fucking new. The rightful son of Nilfgaard has returned, burnin’ through the south.” Yarpen retorts.
“With Fringilla as his mage. Nilfgaard’s a joke.” Yennefer says with a chuckle.
“I saw it with my own eyes down in Ebbing. Those zealot freaks are inching closer by the day. Won’t be long till the try to take Sodden. Next, it’ll be Temeria. Redania. Cintra.” Yarpen States making Geralt’s heart clench at the thought of what could happen to (Name) and Ciri.
“No.” Jaskier interjects, “Queen Calanthe would die before letting them take what’s hers.”
“Perhaps if Nilfgaard’s religious zeal had been tempered earlier by a stronger hand…” Borch starts only to pause and look at Yennefer.
“If you’ll excuse me, I must get my beauty sleep.” Yennefer replies as she stands up and walks away from the fire.
(Name) nudges Thor in the side and he climbs to his feet to follow the mage.
“I don’t think it’ll make me prettier, but I need sleep too.” Yarpen states causing the other dwarves to climb to their feet and follow him.
“So…” Jaskier starts when they’ve left. “We’re about to have new evil overlords, and dragons are, in fact, a thing. Good day all around.” Téa and Véa give out a little chuckle as he finishes. “Oh, you’ve all seen a dragon before, have you? Geralt, will you please tell them?”
“Their numbers are dwindling. Treasure seekers saw to that. But they do exist. What people call ‘Green Dragons,’ like the one we have here, they’re the most common. Red dragons, less so. Black dragons are the rarest.”
“Gold dragons are the rarest.” Borch corrects making Geralt eyeball him.
“Gold dragons are a myth. For a gold dragon to exist, it would… have to be the result of… an accidental, unique mutation. And in my experience, mutations, they’re intentional. But it doesn’t matter. Mutant or myth, gold dragons met the same fate as anything too different to endure. They died out.” Geralt concludes.
“There are other ways of enduring. It it’s legacy you’re after, perhaps you should take the overgrown cock hair’s advice and become a knight.” Borch adds making Jaskier chuckle. “Sir Witcher… the White-Haired… of Rivia. You’d make a rather shitty one, refusing to slay dragons. But probably not as shitty a one as Sir Eyck of Denesle!”
“That’s not true.” (Name) interjects causing Geralt to look over at her. “I believe a good knight is someone who knows the difference between which life to take and which one to spare. I have known Geralt a very long time and he has shown me every time that he chooses to do what he thinks is right. Even if it eventually turns out to be the wrong thing.”
(Name) looks around at the few people still sitting at the fire and shakes her head.
“I think I should get some rest. Goodnight, everyone.”
Geralt was about to follow her when something inside told him not too. So, he continued to sit there unaware that she had wanted him to follow.
Thor and Loki follow closely behind Legolas and Tauriel as they make their way into Laketown. Thor and Loki had seen places like this before during their old warrior days. It didn’t make seeing it any easier though. People suffering always made Thor’s stomach sour. If he could help them, he would, but his priority was his sister.
“Where do we go now?” Loki asks as he pulls his cloak over his head to hide himself from the people of Laketown.
As if to answer his question a loud scream echoes out across the night air pulling their attention. They instantly rush toward where the scream had originated and find a house being overrun with Orcs. Loki readies his daggers as Thor unsheathes his sword. Another Orc leaps to the balcony in front of the house, but suddenly, Tauriel appears and stabs it in the throat with her knife. She pulls out her other knife as well and begins killing the Orcs in the house.
Legolas jumps in through one of the holes in the roof. He too begins killing Orcs. An Orc approaches a wounded Dwarf and grabs him by the wounded leg. As the dark-haired dwarf screams in pain, Loki throws his knife, and it plunges into the Orc’s throat. Legolas and Tauriel slay Orcs left and right. Thor joins moments later his body emanating lightning as he sends Orcs flying left and right.
“Get down!” A blonde dwarf cries out as he pulls a boy out of the way of danger.
Tauriel kills the Orc, then turns to kill another one. The dark-haired dwarf from before stabs the Orc as well with the knife Tauriel had thrown earlier, and they together kill the Orc. But then, he falls over onto the floor, howling in pain, and Tauriel looks at him in worry.
An Orc, flees from the house and jumps over the balcony, landing in a boat in the water below. Thor follows him rage filling his body. The Orc yells to a bigger one and Thor knows instantly from the novel who it is. Bolg, the one who kills Kili and attempts to murder both Tauriel and Legolas.
“Ekinskeld. Obguranid!” (Oakenshield has gone!)The Orc calls out as he nears. “Tûg atal bakh maktu argu!” (But there are more outsiders.)
“Gur! Arangim!” (Fall back! Regroup at the bridge!) Bolg orders and the remaining Orcs join him.
In the house, Legolas stabs an Orc and trips it, and it falls backward over the balcony railing and lands in the boat below. The boat acts like a seesaw and sends Bolg’s lieutenant orc, who had jumped into the boat earlier, flying up into the air, where Legolas slices off its head with his knives. As the orc’s body falls into the water below, its head still looks at Legolas. Legolas releases the head, and it falls.
Legolas looks and sees the remaining Orcs running through Laketown after Bolg. Loki reaches out and stops Thor from following them making Thor turn back into the house to search for his sister. In the house, the human boy speaks to Tauriel amazedly.
“You killed them all.” The boy calls out clearly impressed.
“There are others. Tauriel, come.” Legolas calls to Tauriel as Thor looks around the room but only sees three dwarves. Legolas strides toward the door.
Tauriel, who had been looking after the dark-haired dwarf, looks up.
“She’s not here.” Loki says annoyed and Thor feels his patience start to wear thin. “(Name’s) Already gone.”
“We’re losing him!” A dwarf calls out pulling Thor and Loki’s attention.
Tauriel, looking shocked, looks at the injured dwarf, then at Legolas, who is waiting at the door.
“Tauriel.” Legolas looks at her for a moment and then walks out the door.
Tauriel remains standing. Legolas jumps over the balcony and onto a bridge, then begins running. Tauriel looks away and begins to head out the door to follow Legolas. Just as she reaches the door, the dwarf moans in pain, and Tauriel turns to look at him. Tauriel looks after Legolas, then at Kili again. Hearing a noise, Tauriel grabs her knives, then sees another dwarf running up with the Kingsfoil. Her eyes open in shock and she takes the leaves from his stunned grasp.
“Athelas.” Tauriel exclaims as she reverently examines it. “Athelas…”
“What are you doing…?” He asks and she smiles softly.
“I’m going to save him.” She replies moving over to where the injured dwarf was.
Thor and Loki glance at each other for a moment before they decide to wait to ask the dwarves questions. Thor thinks back to the novel and tries to remember the scene he was in. If it was when Tauriel was saving Kili, then that meant that at this moment his sister was at the mountain fighting the dragon. Worry courses through his veins as he glances over at Loki who was apparently thinking the same thing he was.
As much as he wanted to go after his sister; if they left, these people would suffer. (Name) would never want that to happen. Loki groans inwardly as he turns to Thor and says, “We have to help them, don’t we?”
“Yup.” Thor replies instantly a smirk on his lips. “She’d never forgive us if we left.”
“I’m starting to regret being a good guy.” Loki adds.
“When the dragon shows up, let me handle him.” Thor whispers eyeing his brother.
“You didn’t expect me to try my hand against him, did you? That’s not something I do. That’s your forte.” Loki jokes and Thor smirks.
“Excuse me, would you like something to drink?” A young girl asks pulling them from their conversation.
“No, thank you though.” Loki responds making one of the Dwarves turn to look at him.
“You’re (Name’s) brothers, aren’t you?” A blonde dwarf asks pulling their attention.
“We are. How did you know?” Loki asks and the dwarf smiles softly.
“She showed me a picture of you. I’m Fili, this is Oin and Bofur; the one being treated is my brother Kili.” Fili says as he motions to the rest of his company.
Loki and Thor return the smile as Thor says, “I’m Thor and this is my brother Loki. Thank you for taking care of our sister for us.”
“She’s someone I’m proud to call my friend.”
“She does have a habit of making friends no matter the circumstances.” Loki whispers under his breath making Thor elbow him in the stomach.
“I’m sure she would say the same about you.” Thor replies offering Fili his hand which the dwarf takes.
Then before anyone has a chance to say anything else the ground shakes and a loud roar can be heard throughout the skies. Loki and Thor share a look before turning to look at Tauriel who had moved to look outside.
“Guess that’s my queue.” Thor says as a smile covers his lips. “You help get them out?”
“And you kill the dragon, yeah I got the idea.” Loki adds as Tauriel walks back inside.
“We have no time. We must leave.” She announces as she grabs jackets and starts handing them out to the children.
“We’re not leaving. Not without our father.” Bain says as he moves to stand beside her.
“If you stay here, your sisters will die. Is that what your father would want?” Tauriel asks him and he shakes his head.
“Be safe.” Loki starts speaking only so Thor can hear. “You know he’s different from the dragons you’re used to.”
“I know.” Thor replies giving him a smirk as he rushes out the door into the night.
“Where’s he going?” Fili asks as she steadies his brother beside him.
“To kill a dragon of course.” Loki replies making everyone in the room stop and stare at him. “It’s not his first, won’t be his last. Come on let’s get you all to safety first.”
Loki, Tauriel, the dwarves, and Bard’s family get on a boat at the back of the house. They set off down the canal, poling the boat through the floating chunks of ice. Smaug swoops low overhead, and the townspeople scream. Smaug soars high above and away from the town, then turns and dives steeply toward the town, building up fire in his chest. As he gets over the town, he unleashes his flames, and he breathes his fire in a line all the way across the town. People scream and fall and die in the inferno.
“Anytime now brother.”
Thor jumps up onto a nearby roof and giving a smirk unsheathes his sword. Lightning emanates from his entire body as he jumps up into the air and launches himself at Smaug. A loud clap of thunder echoes across the sky as his sword strikes Smaug’s impenetrable scales. Smaug is sent soaring backwards at the force of the blow. Thor lets out a hearty laugh as he rushes off after him.
Smaug collects himself and looks around trying to find what hit him. He feels something land on his back, and he turns to see a man standing there with a bright smile on his face.
“Hello!” Thor calls as he gives him a slight wave.
“What are you?!” Smaug questions as he lands on some nearby houses.
“They call me the God of Thunder.” Thor replies jumping off his back landing on a nearby rooftop.
“Ah, I see now. You’re here for her.” Smaug calls out making Thor narrow his eyes at the dragon.
“You’re correct.” Thor replies gripping tightly to the hilt of his sword.
“She will die here.” Smaug says making Thor clench his jaw.
“I won’t let that happen.” Thor replies.
“You will be powerless to stop it.” Smaug growls making Thor’s body fill with anger. “She will die, and you will have to stand there and watch.”
He wanted to kill this dragon. He had never wanted anything more. But he couldn’t. It wasn’t his dragon to kill. It was the Bards. He couldn’t change the story. The events that happened her had to happen. Thor looks down at where Loki was glancing up at him. Loki knew what Thor wanted to do but he just shook his head.
Clenching his jaw, he looks around the floating town around him and sees someone racing toward a nearby tower with a bow in hand. That must be the Bard. Thor looks at his hand that was holding his sword and smiles.
“You aren’t clairvoyant dragon.” Thor says meeting Smaug’s eyes. “I know how this story ends.”
“Oh really?” Smaug questions and Thor chuckles.
“You know you’re pretty small for a dragon.” Thor antagonizes.
“What?” Smaug retorts in annoyance.
“Are you sure you’re a dragon? I mean I’ve fought bigger. Those dragons doubled your size. Were you the runt of your litter?” Thor continues as he watches from the corner of his eye as Bard readies his bow with his son Bain next to him.
“You and she, are more alike than you think.” Smaug growls and Thor smiles.
“Well…” He pauses lightning coursing through his body. “She is my sister.”
Thor sends a shockwave of electricity toward Smaug giving Bard the opening he needs to fire the black arrow.
It hurtles through the air and sinks all the way to the feathers, almost 6-7 feet, into Smaug’s chest through the spot without a scale. As Smaug leaps forward in pain and fear, Bard grabs Bain, just as Smaug careens into the tower. Thor zooms forward and grabs Bard and Bain before they fall with the tower into the water. Smaug rolls and slides through the town, destroying everything in the town. He struggles to fly into the sky. With massive effort, he manages to flap a few hundred feet up, screaming and wheezing in pain, then gasps for breath. His eyes lose their light, and he falls back down upon the city, dead, with the end of the arrow sticking out of his heart. He lands directly upon the Master’s boat, crushing it and presumably killing everyone on board.
“Thank you,” Bard says as he grips tightly to Thor’s hand.
“No thanks necessary.” Thor replies as he carries them over to the boat where the rest of Bard’s family, the dwarves, the elf, and Loki were waiting.
The girls rush their father and brother as Thor sets them down.
“We should help those we can.” Thor says to his brother and Loki tilts his head at him.
“How do we do that? There’s not enough room in the boat for everyone.” Tauriel points out as she motions the full boat.
“I can fly around and help those I can.” Thor replies before turning to Loki. “You can conjure a boat big enough for all.”
“I can, but why would I do that?” Loki questions making Thor furrow his brow.
“What do you mean why?” Thor inquires meeting his brother’s gaze.
“The dragon is dead, we should collect (Name) and return home before it’s too late.”
“We can’t just leave these people to suffer.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s not what (Name) would want.” Thor replies and Loki rolls his eyes.
I sit in a corner next to Thor as I glance around the room at the people in the tavern. All of them were being rowdy and unruly. It was a dramatic change from the quiet of the castle. I felt annoyed. Maybe this was a bad idea.
“Are you okay?” Thor asks kicking me slightly under the table.
“Not really, it’s too loud.” I reply contemplating telling them all to shut up.
I could do it. It wouldn’t be hard. It would however be an abuse of my powers. Something I had promised myself to never do. I’ve seen what could happen when my powers were abused, and it wasn’t a pretty picture.
I lean back against the wall and closing my eyes try to drown out the voices. My mind instantly drifts to think of the last time I had seen Geralt. My heart clenches at the sight of his back fading into the distance.
“This is a first for me, and that’s saying something. I’ve very few firsts left.” I hear the voice of the man from before say, and I focus in on his words. “But to dine with the Geralt of Rivia…”
My eyes instantly shoot open as I hear his words. Thor’s eyes meet mine for a second in confusion as they silently ask me what’s wrong. Looking around the room I spot a familiar head of silver hair and my throat clenches. He was here. Right here in front of me.
What was I going to say? Why was he with the man from before? I needed air. My heart starts to race and I instantly jump up and make my way out the door. Once outside I take a deep breath and try to calm my heart. What the fuck was I supposed to say to him? More importantly, how the fuck, was I going to just walk back inside like nothing had happened?
“Are you alright?” I hear a female voice ask and I turn to see the most beautiful purple eyes I had ever seen in my life.
“I don’t know.” I answer fanning my face. “I’m having a slight panic attack.”
“Here, let me see your hands.” She says holding her hands out to me.
I eyeball them for a moment not sure if I should trust her before my body moves on it’s own and I take her hands.
“Take a deep breath and close your eyes. Focus on something that grounds you.” She says and I do as I am told.
I close my eyes and think of Ciri. Her beautiful and happy smile filling her face as she looks at me and I feel my heart start to calm down. After a few moments I open my eyes and letting out a breath of air smile.
“Thank you, I don’t know how to thank you.”
“It’s quite alright. Just happy to help.” She replies releasing my hands.
“Well, if my thanks is all I can offer, then, Thank you again Miss?”
“Yennefer. Yennefer of Vengerberg.”
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Geralt listens as the man in front of him talks about a rogue dragon causing havoc nearby. The local king even commissioned a hunt to kill the poor creature.
“Four teams have signed on. The winner gets the dragon treasure hoard, plus the title of Lord over one of his new vassal states. That is… if he survives.” Borch says pausing to see Geralt’s reaction.
“What does this have to do with me?” Geralt asks as he fiddles with the handle of his mug.
Borch purses his lips for a moment before he covers his heart with his hands.
“I want you to join my team. I have two others who are willing to help us out when then arrive.” Borch answers and Geralt narrows his eyes.
“I can hear it now… a tale of two Zerrikanians and their valiant poet lover. Oh! We’re so doing this. We’re in.” Jaskier says as he looks at the two women in front of him a chuckle filling his voice.
“You’ve wasted your breath, Borch. I don’t kill Dragons.” Geralt responds with a soft smirk on his face.
Borch sighs.
“Take my advice. No treasure is worth dying for.” Geralt adds.
“Depends on the treasure.” Borch replies his face filling with sadness and regret. “What I need is… a new adventure. One final first before I’m too old to do anything but die.” Borch adds looking down at his hands.
“You think killing a dragon will bring you that?” Geralt asks pulling Borch’s attention back to him.
“All I know id there’s one path up the mountain, and it’s overrun with monsters. With you on my team, dear Witcher, we’ll be unstoppable.” Borch concludes and Geralt shakes his head.
“Someone, get me a fucking drink!” a loud voice yells out pulling their attention.
Geralt looks over to see some dwarves at the bar waiting impatiently for a drink.
“Those dwarfs will be part of the hunt.” Borch says as everyone at the table looks over at them.
“Geralt could handle them in his sleep.” Jaskier adds with chuckle.
Just then a bald headed one rushes the bar and then climbing on top of it grabs the bartender and yells, “He said he wants four fuckin’ pints. Now.” Geralt just shakes his head.
“Or maybe a little bit awake.” Jaskier adds.
“Then there are the Reavers.” Téa says and they glance over to a man who has a whore on his lap. “Have you heard of them Witcher?”
“Yes.” He answers Téa before turning back to Borch and adding, “And the answer is no.”
“You feel it just the same as me… that hole inside you. That itch that can’t be scratched that burns your brain; keeps you awake at night. Come with me. I’ll show you what you’re missing.” Borch whispers leaning across the table to hold Geralt’s attention.
“What am I missing?” Geralt questions his brow furrowing.
“Sorry to interrupt this lovely moment… That’s only three. Where’s the… what’s the fourth team and who are your other two?” Jaskier asks.
Borch turns and lets out a chuckle as he says, “Them.”
Geralt looks up to see a familiar face and his heart starts to race. Her (E/C) eyes meet his and it’s like he’s caught in a trance. How long had it been since he had left her behind in Cintra? Why was she here and why, was she helping with a dragon? She couldn’t possibly fight a dragon. Her powers were amazing, but they only worked on people.
“(Name)!” He hears Jaskier call out from beside him as he instantly jumps up from his chair and runs over to her.
Geralt watches as a bright smile fills her face as she wraps her arms around Jaskier’s neck and holds him tight.
“I’m in.” Geralt replies, his eyes never looking away from her.
“The hunt begins at sunrise.” Borch says as he looks over at his female companions.
Geralt watches as Jaskier motions over to the table where he and the rest of their company are sitting for her to follow but she shakes her head. Confusion fills Jaskier’s face as he slowly turns back to her. She says something to him before she turns to point to the corner of the room. (Name) gives Jaskier a little wave before she turns and walks off to a table in the corner. Geralt’s eyes follow her as she makes her way to someone who was waiting for her.
The figure of a man coming into his vision. He looks away down at his mug as the thought of her having possibly moved on crushing his heart. His mind starts to race at the possibility. If she had moved on then it would be his own fault, but then maybe that would be better for her. She wouldn’t be in as much danger if she was with someone else.
Jaskier sits down next to him and Geralt glances at his friend.
“How is she?” Geralt asks his eyes returning to his mug.
“She seems fine.” He starts then leaning in closer to Geralt adds, “I don’t know what you did to piss her off, but I think you should avoid her for the moment. That is if you want to keep all your extremities.” Jaskier replies making Geralt furrow his brow. “Just a suggestion.”
