1- We start off with that under his clothing he has tattoos similar to the ones on his clothing, that’s why he wears such long sleeved clothing.
2- power bottom and I take no other answers
3- if you were to ask him about Asgard he’ll answer every question you have
4- if he has a lover, he’ll only let them braid his hair nobody else (before he had one he struggled to do it by himself so sif does it)
5- he LOVES fruits
6- he’s the very put up front guy but once he gets to know you, he’ll soften around him (doesn’t he won’t stop him just being heim, it just wouldn’t be as harsh)
7- he wanted to get his hair braid because whenever he stood on the Asgard wall and the wind blowed, it gets in his face
8- his body does not have one scar besides the one kratos gave him
a/n: hey my fellow heimdall crusaders, i have made another chapter of this chaotic yet steamy serious. from here on this is where the good stuff starts to come wink wink but besides that im sorry it takes me a while to post i work on other things like drawings and edits too, which eventually i will post art of him.....eventually but for now enjoy this please.
warnings: just heimdall being heimdall, a little steamy, nothing else to warn you about you knew what were you getting yourself into when you clicked on this. IF THERE'S ANY MISTAKES MY BAD
It was another calm afternoon on Asgard, Heimdall decided to wake up early for work, standing in the middle of his room getting dressed. As clouded as his thoughts were, he only thought about the day before when he apologized to you, even while being outside on top of the Asgard wall and observing the area.
The wall is the only place where he can get a piece of mind with himself. These days weren’t busy for him, since Odin didn’t assign many things to him, you bother that man every thought. That look in your eye when you weren’t expecting an apology, he never saw that before. Speaking of you, “I forgot she has sparring today” he tells himself, taking a long walk back to the elevator.
Maybe today he’ll decide not to be a total asshole to you, not yet though. Getting off the elevator, he went to the town's shopping plaza, going to where Odin made you set up after the move.
Coming to the front door of the shop, he opens the door and is greeted by a sight to see. You were talking to a very handsome customer, that mouth of yours was brandishing a good smile Heimdall hadn't seen in a while, and this guy…, this guy is making you smile easily. You’d smile at anything that can make you laugh.
“I didn’t know blacksmithing came with slacking off”
Heimdall being unannounced, you looked over seeing him “I didn’t know you were coming this early”
“Well, If I can get you out of my hair for the rest of the day, then sure” he looks over at that male who was talking to you, being on Heimdall's level and looking at him with a bright smile, putting a nasty feeling in his stomach.
The male opens his mouth, “I'm kamur” he knows Heimdall since he’s seen him once or twice whenever he patrolled the plaza, kamur could tell the look on Heimdall's face that he couldn't care less what his name was, and turns his attention back to you.
“I will find you later, y/n” walking out of the shop to tend to his own shop next door, the watcher's eyes watched him leave.
“Now, if you are done with your play date, I’d like to go ahead and get this over with” you weren’t in the mood to waste his time in any way possible, coming around from behind the counter. You’d made sure to close up the shop before following behind him to take you wherever you two were going. The walk was silent until you decided to ask a question.
“Are we sparring like last time, my ass ending up on the floor?”
“I wouldn’t mind seeing you covered in mud, sunshine,” he said sarcastically, “but all father wouldn’t be happy about that” looking over his shoulder at you, you hate to admit it, but there were a few times this man puts a scare in you. Not only was it because he was bigger, but he also beat you in combat, of course, knowing damn near everything coming at him.
You could say it was admirable, you thought. Earning a hum of approval from the aesir, was he reading your mind again?
Brushing from your thoughts, you realized you were back at the lodge, on this training ground again. “Since you obviously aren’t ready for a weapon, we’ll start from the basics” you stood in front of him, only looking up slightly since the height difference wasn’t too big. “Throw a punch,” he told you, feeling like he was planning something, but you swung, testing your fate, and he caught your fist before it reached his face, giving you a slight smile.
“Is that how you really punch?”
“Well, I didn’t want to ruin your face more than it already is” his grip on your fist tightened, as he got closer to your face, him being this close allowed you to examine his face more. Seeing a few beauty marks, a five o'clock shadow, and those bifrost eyes he’s so famous for.
“Hit me as if I'm a threat to you, commoner” gazing into your eyes.
Letting go of your inflamed knuckles, he stood straight again looking at you with a scrunched expression, telling you to swing again, and you did.
Over and over, for probably hours in the day, him blocking your swings, Maybe even stepping back a little. It wasn’t to mock or tease you, just to make you learn, it makes you swing faster each time.
“How did you learn to fight?” you asked.
“You can't swing, and talk at the same time. Way out of your league” he keeps catching your fist that came at him with one hand.
“That doesn’t answer my question, Heimdall” your question was met by silence as he continued what he was doing before.
He rolls his eyes “I learned from all father, he has taught me many things” You should’ve guessed the answer would be that, I mean who else would teach him how to fight?
“It’s quite impressive”
The compliment from you surprised him, looking at the very soft knuckles that he caught each time. “Well of course it is, I’m the watcher of Asgard” he holds your balled fist without letting go, looking at you. Becoming confused by him grabbing it, you look up at his face.
“Is something the matter?” You asked, there were a million things going through his head. Watching your eyes look at him with softness he hasn’t seen from anyone in a while, making his palms a bit heated and sweaty. Releasing his hold on you, he scoffs, putting his hand down.
“I think that’s enough practice for you, don’t want to drain you out” he crosses his arms, a lot of things in his mind were trying to deny him of that warmth inside him from that compliment. Throwing the poor man through a pit of confusion.
“You should report to all father about your training, I don’t want him to think I’m not doing my job” walking past you to lead the way back inside the lodge, he would never let any women blind him from his duty, but it seems like you're making it hard for him. Knocking on the door of all father’s study and coming in to inform him why you are here.
While you and Odin talked, heimdall leaned against the door just listening while staring at your backside, what were you doing to him? Everyone hated him to the bone, not one could barely talk to him but you, you can tolerate him. Completing him earlier, he didn’t hate it either, it was like scratching his ego more than it already has.
“I can tell you two are bonding a little more than how it first was” Odin comments.
“That’s only when she isn’t talking” there he goes, talking again without thinking.
You look at him for a second before turning your attention back on Odin, “trying my best every day, I can tolerate him” you tell Odin with a slight smile.
“That reminds me, tomorrow I will be expecting a guess so please behave” this was directed towards Heimdall and not at you, after his sigh of annoyance you bid goodnight to Odin before leaving. Heimdall, closing the door behind you.
“More people, more problems”
“Not every person who comes here is a problem” you walk up the stairs heading to your room.
“I mean look at you, your problem for me, intervening with things I usually do” he snaps back at you, watching you stop at the door of your room.
You turn to him with a look on his face he knows all too well, “do you have a problem with me?”
“I have more than just a problem with you commoner” he looks down at you.
You scoff at him, opening your door “And why do you think I should care?” Saying it in a baby tone only to mock him, walking inside your room with a mischievous grin.
“I’d be honored if the commoner cared, please you think I do”
“I have a name or does your ego block your train of thought” there was a slight spark in his eyes, a slight laugh that rumbled in his chest.
Stepping a bit closer into your personal space.
“You think you are so funny”.
“I find myself quite hilarious, sunshine” there was that shine again, in those devilish purple eyes he always gave you. You were so focused on his eyes, you didn’t even notice how close you two were, feeling him take a breath each time. It wasn’t quick either, it was slow, his eyes looking between your eyes and lips. Mincing the same thing you were doing, his pink lips look smooth, you bet they felt soft too.
Not even knowing who leaned in first, but all you felt was his lips on yours, they felt as soft just like you thought they would be. Your hands found their way to his neck, and his slender fingers came to hold your waist, making him open his mouth wider, the kiss turning a bit sloppy. As much as you hated him, His mouth felt so good on yours, you bite his bottom lip, hearing a whimper from him, pulling away. A trail of saliva split after he broke the kiss.
Catching each other's breaths as you two stood there, Heimdall’s face behind dark red, lips looking bruised and wet as well as yours. He steps back a bit, calming down, looking everywhere else but at you.
“I..- heimdall”
he left, leaving in a hurry without giving you the chance to speak. If he didn’t hate you now, he hates you even more right now, is all you could think about.
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Closing his cabin door in haste, he starts to pace around letting words fly, asking himself why did he kiss you? Why did you kiss him? Even all these unanswered will still have an awkward encounter in the morning, did you bewitch him? What were you doing to him?
Leaning against a wall while looking down at himself, seeing nothing but a noticeable bulge on his thigh. Only touching the cloth member once, seeing how sensitive he was, cursing under his breath. He’ll just sleep this off and deal with it in the morning, he can always sleep something like this off.
“God damn, commoner”.
a/n: that bifrost on him melting a bit, I'm joking but i hope you enjoyed this chapter
the request: Hi how are you? hope all is well with you. could i request a reader x Heimdall from god of war where the reader ends up getting injured on a mission with him? some comfort for this man only, thank you.
a/n: i hope i wrote this they way you wanted, And I'm still grateful that you sent in a request.
warnings: besides my writing, we got lots of heimdall comfort and heimdall being heimdall.
Your breath was ragged, quick, and fast, on the mission, you and Heimdall went on it was supposed to be normal doing a favor for Odin but it turned into something worse once yall were ambushed by hellwalkers, you try your best to fight them off but it wasn’t enough and one them ended up slashing your arms. Now you sat in the mess hall of the lodge, getting patched up by sif while Heimdall sat beside you, back to the table as he read.
he sat there waiting for sif to be finished.
“I’ll be fine, Heimdall” your other hand lightly touches his lap, getting his attention. He only looked at you with scrunched eyebrows, the Aesir never left your side even though it was very late, his priority was to make sure you get treated.
Heimdall looks up from his book to find your gaze “you think I don’t know, I wouldn’t be sitting here right now if I knew you were ok” as much as he sounded angry he was still worried being the passive-aggressive man he was, you always teased him about that whenever he told you he didn’t care.
“I'm finished” sif sighed after doing a good job on your arm, “every once in a while I’ll change it for you, have a good night's rest” sif walked out to the private area of the lodge to sleep for the. Now it only leaves you and Heimdall here, you felt a light touch on your bandage arm, grazing the bandages. The Aesir's purple eyes looked at it closely, rubbing small circles on it with his thumb. You could only look at his expression, seeing the slight softness in it.
“Does it hurt?”
“The pain stopped after sif patched it up” you told him, as you stood you took his gently holding it “we should rest Heimdall, it has been a long day…for the both of us” he hums in approval, standing up with you. The two of you walked down to your room even though you didn’t ask him to walk him there, he still walked you, being worried.
When you got inside your room, he stood at the doorway, looking at you with his arms crossed “are you still worried?”.
“Not even in the slightest” a playful smirk comes onto his lips, stepping a bit closer to you. The silence settled in while he gazed at you, taking your bandaged arm into his soft hands you wish you could feel again. Gently raising it to his beautiful lips, kissing the arm. “I will never let something like this ever happen again”
Hearing him say that made you feel all sorts of things, you never know how much this man was determined for your safety even though he teases you half of the day but in private times like these, you could only wish to stay like this forever. Bringing your other hand to his soft cheek, caressing it with care. Those Bifrost eyes finding yours, leaning into your hand.
“Ye no need to worry about that, Heimdall” he only laughed slightly hearing your accent come out, you're the only person he lets get close to him like this. Knowing that made you special to him. Feeling his hands on your waist, bringing you a bit closer to him as he leans in for a soft kiss on your lips, he thought it’d last longer already missing the feeling of your lips on his.
He smiles “do know I will always worry about you, sunshine” you see why you were always drawn to him, he was in love with you and he knew you loved him too but he’ll never tell you that. He’d be embarrassed.
This is the first chapter of the very dramatic story I'm gonna write for Heimdall, about 10 chapters will be posted and since I will have plenty of time during the winter more will come
Plot: the reader, being a long-time blacksmith in her family business eventually takes up on the company, now moving the shop to Asgard behind the wall and closer to the all-father Odin. After so many years of crafting the many weapons his people use to fight when an opportunity comes to the reader from him when he asks you to move into his home so you could be a personal blacksmith to his family.
Thor is excited about it since he looks up to your craftsmanship, and everyone else is too besides one cocky and bratty lapdog, Heimdall.
Would reader's relationship develop over time with her presence invading his home or is there something else Heimdall is really hiding?
wc: 1,3k
warnings: nothing much yet besides heimdall being heimdall. do be warned its being a while ever since i wrote so enjoy please!
The realm of Asgard, a place you’ve lived half of your life. Working with your parents involving the blacksmith business, y’all were one of the number one in Asgard being the race of aesir. Which meant anything your family made was for the high regards to be used by Odin or anyone under his wing. Continuing many years later, you are a young adult and taking up on the family business.
Sitting in your shop, which had many creations from your fathers or mothers hands, axe’s, swords, and armor that was crafted with love and patience. Shelves decorated with cuffs and half dusted helmets.
you’ve memorized everything here since you grew up in it.
Business wasn’t booming tonight, the moon's light flooded from the two windows in your shop.
Two candles lit, feet propped up on the counter and a book in hand . It’s pages telling you the many metals you’ve not yet touched on, you're grateful that all father was willing to let you borrow it from his own library.
your number one customer.
The moment you’ve spoke too soon the noise of ravens echo in your shop. Looking up from your book to see the swarming ravens.
Sighing you Move your feet back down to the floor. straightening yourself, ready for whoever might appear. Once the birds disappeared it revealed Odin’s lapdog, heimdall.
His sheath in his hand, looking more annoyed to be here.
“Welcome-“
“I don’t need the gratitude if I’ve been here multiple times” he flashed a bright grin, approaching the counter with his blade. You look up at him then back down at the sheath weapon. This aesir despised your very existence ever since the all father let you over the wall for business. Still angry at you from the first day you two met and your horse accidentally got mud on him.
To him you were nothing more than one of Odin’s workers fit to serve his every wish or commands from any of his underlings.
Heimdall’s bifrost eyes shined as usual, the five o’clock shadow making his face look as sharp as ever, the man was handsome but his personality is hideous. Some were jealous of the pretty face while others despised his very presence, ready to knock down anyone’s confidence with his mind reading.
Even though you were an aesir just like him, he didn’t see you as nothing else but a servant..
“I’ve come here to escort you to Odin, he’s ready for his order” cockiness laced in his tone, a sigh leaves your lips before you stand to go grab the crate that was behind your counter. filled with items Odin requested.
“Thor usually comes for his crates”
He scoffed “Well it’s your lucky day, sunshine. My presence will be more..pleasant than his”
He always thought of himself being higher than others, even with his own siblings. He thought every was a competition towards Odin’s approval. Picking up the heavy crate, your arms flexed a little from holding it as you stood behind him waiting for the birds to transport you two.
The items had a bit of weight on them but he didn’t care, he made you carry it as always.
He looked over at you, holding the crate.
You thought to yourself about it was very unmanly like him to not help you in the slightest, he’d never stoop that low for you, never.
“No I will not help you” he comments, did he read your mind? Knew you were struggling to hold it but he didn’t care. Once the birds disappeared you were at the front door of Odin's place, him leading the way with his pip walk and cocky attitude.
“I will take you down to his library since he isn’t present to take the crate himself”
Looking around the interior, you see the place is lively as always, people drinking, and eating. Chatting about who knows what, you didn’t know nor did you care, you just wanted to drop off this crate and be as far away as possible from this man. People told you many things about the way he acts.
Cocky, arrogant, provoking and petty with his unnatural ways. He does protect his people but in the most rude way.
In front of you he pushes the two doors open with a big huff “where do you want me to sit this?” You looked at him, seeing him look at his nails before answering your question.
“Put it by his desk, he’ll know you delivered it” he steps up close behind you, so much for personal space.
Sitting down the crate and turning to him with your hand held out, “oh forgot, you people do up front payments” he digs in his pocket finishing out his money bag before giving your payment.
you smirked at him, closing your Palm to take your payment. You took a few steps towards the exit but were interrupted by the tall blonde.
“Commoner, I need you to do something for me, I may include extra payment” you hated whenever he used that nickname as if you haven’t told him your name multiple times. Sighing heavily your eyes met his glowing ones.
“What is it?” he smirked at that answer before telling you the said request.
Clearing his throat “my cute pet swallowed my golden cuffs by accident and well, you know where they went” if he was talking about the thing you were thinking about then it would be hilarious but laughing would give him a reason to provoke you.
“This isn’t a laughing matter,..commner” he sighs annoyingly.
“Gold doesn’t come easy so make me new ones and you’ll have your extra payment if I think you deserve it” deserved it? Regardless if you were threatened, payment still must be due.
“I don’t think I deserve it, you’ll give me my payment regardless-“
The doors to Odin’s room opened, greeted by the old geezer. Heimdall bowed slightly.
“Oh, y/n great timing. I’ve got something very special for you as a thank you for being such a great blacksmith to my family” he smiled, walking towards you two with welcoming hands. Heimdall’s eyes gazed over to you, seeing that Odin’s attention is more on you than him, jealousy wasn’t on his side.
“Hello all father, what must be the special item your giving me”
“Oh my little one it’s not an item” once heimdall heard those words, his expression became more confused but then read Odin’s mind to see what’s the surprising thing. Something he didn’t want happening.
he wasn’t gonna let it happen
“all father, are you sure about this? She’s nothing more than just a commoner I don’t think she needs-“
“And this commoner has a name heimdall, you must relax and calm down for once.” He piped up at the young men, a small apology fell from Heimdall’s lips, shutting up.
“If the surprise is a big inconvenience I don’t think I should receive it all father” the all father shook his head to your statement before coming closer, lightly touching your shoulder.
“No need to worry about that, heimdall is just being heimdall” you believed that wording more than anything else. “I believe that as of being a part of my family for so long that I should allow you to move in, to learn more about the great craftsmanship and things your parents themselves didn’t know yet” hearing that made your eyes shine with opportunity and pure bliss.
“I..I would love to, I would be grateful to work under you more” that answer was a great thing to hear but heimdall didn’t like it so much, leaving the room as mumbles slipped through his teeth.
You aren’t so worried about him, his opinion didn’t matter to you, only yours only mattered since now you get to work more and more on the things you enjoyed for many years.
A dream come true right, right?
ending notes: I hope you enjoyed this, more will come in the future <3
