Frigga is the Queen of Asgard, wife of Odin, mother of Thor, adoptive mother Loki and grandmother of Aiden Foster. She attempted to keep the peace between the family even when Loki discovered he was the true son of Laufey and became vengeful towards her and her husband.
When Thor brought Jane Foster to protect her from the powers of the Aether, Frigga took care of her and meet the son of Thor's mortal, helping him embrace his Demigod heritage and bring a new hope to the Nine Realms.
Powers
Asgardian Physiology: As an Asgardian, Frigga possessed all of the various superhuman attributes common among her people, including superhuman strength, durability, speed, agility, stamina, reflexes, healing, and was extremely long-lived. However, as the queen of Asgard, her superhuman attributes were considerably higher than most Asgardians.
Magic: The power to wield Asgardian magic, which can be taught as Frigga learned while growing up in being raised by witches. One can eventually became a highly skilled and formidable sorcerer, with extensive practice, leading magic to be an asset in combat.
Transmutation: The power to transmute and change an object into something else. Frigga is capable of turning flower into a frog and taught Loki this trick which he used to turn Thor into a frog at some point.
Illusion Manipulation: The power to cast extremely convincing illusions of oneself and other beings. She was able to send a projection of herself to the , used the ability to speak to in his cell, and tricked with a fake projection of . According to , she had showed him how to create a firework illusion.
I've got an idea while listening to operas and musicals on YouTube. What if Sylvie also loves theatre and arts just like Loki? It might not be true but I think she would love to listen to Loki talking about his interests and passions. After dealing with the Multiversal war the midgardians might introduce him to some of our plays, operas, musicals and ballets and he would end up liking them so much that he decides to bring there Sylvie from time to time on a date or date night.
But just imagine Tony trying to introduce Thor and Loki to Midgardian technology:
Loki: BROTHER! BROTHER!
Thor: What is it Loki? It's three in the morning, is it not?
Loki: No it's midday, you are reading the time telling device in reverse, brother.
Thor: This technology! What did you want again?
Loki: Its...this thing. In the kitchen.
Thor: What is it? Is it a spider? Or a snake? I love snakes!
Loki: No, it appears to be some kind of a metal box.
Thor: Why is it bothering you then Loki?
Loki: It has the audacity to beep at me, I don't know what it wants and it's starting to seem somewhat ominous.
-Tony walks in-
Tony: What's up?
Thor: What is this strange metal box demanding from my brother Stark? EXPLAIN.
Tony: Ah. I see you have discovered the microwave. It cooks food.
-Tony presses a button and the microwave stops beeping-
Loki: How did you get it to surrender?
Tony: Well, I press this button labelled 'stop' rather than screaming at it to kneel.
Thor: See Loki, take a tip or two from stark.
Loki: Ok then Thor, what button do I press to shut YOU up?
Thor: Um, Stark how does this...microwave...make food?
Tony: You put food in. Close the door. Set the timer. And wait until it's done. It beeps, then you open the door and voila!
-Tony opens the microwave to reveal a grilled cheese sandwich-
Loki: What is this fuckery?
Thor: Dark magic!
Tony: Woah, calm down, how about you try making a sandwich? It's perfectly safe.
-Five minutes later Tony comes back to find the kitchen on fire and Thor smashing the microwave to bits with his hammer-
Tony: What the fuck happened you guys?
Thor: IT WAS LOKI'S FAULT!
Loki: WAS NOT!
Thor: He took out my cheese sandwich that I so lovingly crafted, ate it, then transformed himself into a sandwich and hid in there, because he knows I love grilled cheese sandwiches so I opened the door to get my sandwich and admire it and just as I'm about to eat it he transforms back into himself, shouts MBLREGH IT'S ME and then he BIT ME
Tony: Ok that's it I'm taking this house away from you two
Imagine Loki using a powerful, electric toothbrush for the first time. He turns it on before bringing it close enough to his mouth, splattering toothpaste onto his face and neck.
“Pssh. Midgardians and their useless gadgets.”
He tosses it into a portal, as you enter the bathroom. “Hey, that was expensive!”
Lokis brow arches, in bemusement. “Your point, being?”
He walks off and you grumble under your breath. “Why you little…”
ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine that there is an omegaverse where Alphas and omegas can only bond with their true mate. Loki is an Alpha and he one day meets his omega. But she is a young Midgardian child, who is terrified of Alphas. So he has to work hard to gain her trust, to allow the bond to grow between the two.
RATING: M
Rose was near inconsolable. She hid herself away in the den she had made in their chambers. Only Loki was able to go in. If Freya or Frigga tried to get near her, Rose would scream like a banshee and Loki would chase them out of the chambers entirely, snarling and growling at them.
They were both utterly heartbroken.
Loki was holding Rose in his arms, as they lay in the den together surrounded by blankets and pillows. He wrapped his cape around her as that seemed to help soothe her slightly, while he was near constantly crooning for her.
A deep growl emitted from his chest and he tightened his arms around his omega as a servant had entered the chambers to drop off lunch.
‘GET OUT!’ Loki roared at the servant, who nearly dropped the tray in fear. She quickly placed it down on the floor and scurried out again.
Rose huddled in against Loki and hid her face into his neck as he kissed the top of her head. He trailed his fingers across her face, soothing her. His heart melted when she started to nibble on his finger, like she used to do when she was younger.
They waited a while, just lying there together. Loki had time to think things through now that his head was starting to clear more. And he realised something.
Loki went over to collect the food, they still had to eat. He brought it back into the den and sat Rose up in his lap, her side against his chest.
‘Here.’ Loki tore off a bit of bread and handed it to her, but she shook her head and hid her face into his neck.
‘Come on, little one… You have to eat.’ He said softly yet slightly firmly.
Rose couldn’t disobey him, so she ate some bread as Loki fed it to her by hand. He made sure she had some meat too and plenty of water, then he had some himself.
It was a few more hours before Rose’s head cleared a little bit too, to speak to her Alpha.
‘I’m so sorry.’ She squeaked, her voice quieter than a mouse.
‘Hey, you have nothing to be sorry for.’ Loki assured her, kissing the top of her head.
‘I’m no good as an omega… I can’t even carry your children.’ Rose sobbed.
‘Don’t say that, Rose. You are the most wonderful, perfect omega. I wouldn’t change you for the entire universe. Just because there is a very, very, small chance of having a child… It doesn’t mean that it’s the end of the world. As long as I have you, I don’t need anything or anyone else. I love you, more than anything. This is just, a small blip in our path. We have our entire lives ahead of us. In two years’ time, you will get the apple of Idunn.’ Loki smiled and held her face in his hands as he rubbed his nose against hers.
‘I… I love you too. But don’t you want children?’ Rose looked at Loki through her watery eyes.
‘I had a realisation, my love. Neither of us want children right now, but the option has been ripped from us, which is truly heart-breaking.’ As Loki spoke he felt a lump in his throat but he managed to push it down. ‘But, it’s not like we’ve lost a child. Like others have. We are lucky, in that sense. We can’t miss what we never had… When we are ready, and want to expand on our family, there are so many babies out there that have been cast out from their families. We could adopt. An Alpha, omega or a beta. Any child that needs a loving home in the future, we could give that to. Just because they won’t be ours by blood, doesn’t mean anything.’
Rose took in Loki’s words and she knew he was right. She started to feel better almost instantly. Though the dull ache of knowing they wouldn’t have their own child was still there and always would be, it wasn’t the end of the world.
‘Why are you always right?’ Rose said with a small smile as she hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly.
‘I am most of the time.’ Loki chuckled and hugged her back tightly.
It still took a few days for the couple to get back to normal. Everyone had heard of their news and offered their condolences. They went back to speak to the healer about what to do with the intensity of Rose’s heats.
‘We don’t normally like to interfere with natural biology. However, if there was ever a time where you were both going to be apart when a heat is due, we would recommend heat suppressants. If you’re alone, it’s bad enough for the average omega to handle a heat without their Alpha. But with how extreme yours is, I fear it would be worse if you couldn’t be together.’ The healer said softly.
‘So, you suggest we just carry on as normal?’ Loki asked.
‘Yes. But if the heats become worse and unbearable, even with you being together, then come back to see me and we can give the suppressants. There is one other option, but that is not one to be taken lightly…’
‘What is it?’ Rose asked quietly.
‘We could remove your ovaries. That would cease any future heats from happening. But of course that obviously means that even the small, less than 1% chance of pregnancy would become 0%.’ The healer said carefully as she looked between them both.
Loki gave Rose’s hand a big squeeze to reassure her.
‘Well, her heat was not long ago. So we shall leave it for now as this is not a decision to be made lightly.’ Loki said and Rose nodded in agreement.
‘You know where I am if you need anything at all. Or if you ever just want to talk.’ The healer was so genuine and nice towards them both, it did put them both slightly more at ease knowing there was help if they needed it.
Rose was still feeling a bit vulnerable, but Loki held her hand tightly and they went down to the stables so they could go for a ride. She started to feel a lot better as they galloped through the forest.
Loki took the lead and they rode high up into the mountains. Rose thought he was taking her to the waterfall, one of their favorite places. But she was a bit confused when they ended up right at the top instead of down the bottom, where they usually swam.
‘Want to do something thrilling? Let off some steam?’ Loki asked as they dismounted their horses.
‘What is it?’ Rose asked, confused.
Loki took her hand again and led her to the cliff edge, beside the water as it fell over the edge.
‘Do you trust me?’ He asked.
‘Of course. You know I do.’ Rose nodded, feeling her stomach swirl as she had a feeling she knew what Loki was meaning now.
Loki used his Seidr and Rose let out a small gasp as she was suddenly wearing less clothing, for swimming.
He then looked at her and nodded. Still holding her hand, he took the lead and jumped. Rose had no option but to jump with him, or she would have been dragged over the edge anyway.
The two screamed loudly as they fell down the side of the cliff, towards the water at the bottom. The water from the fall sprayed them during their fall. Rose couldn’t deny that it was certainly thrilling as they fell, the wind rushing over them and the adrenaline kicked in, rushing through their veins.
When they hit the water, it was like a big rush through them both. As they surfaced in the water, gasping and laughing at what they just did, they felt like they’d left their worries behind at the top of the cliff.
Loki took Rose in his arms and pressed his lips against hers. The water lapped around their bodies as Rose clung to him.
TITLE: Winter’s Hearts
CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 1
AUTHOR: nekoamamori
ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine being Loki’s old friend/Lover in Asgard, but you left for Earth a long time ago. For all he knows, you might be dead, but you’re still alive and you’ve been working with SHIELD and/or the Avengers.
RATING: T (so far)
NOTES/WARNINGS: No warnings. Also on AO3: Click here
You had almost convinced yourself that the Avengers could handle this fight without help. They were the Avengers after all, Earth’s mightiest heroes and all that. You focused on your task, shepherding civilians further into the hospital, your current place of employment. Your gaze kept going back to the battle, despite your better judgment. The battle was raging right outside the hospital’s doors. It was the Avengers and some people in black outfits vs a group of robots and monsters.
They didn’t need help.
You didn’t have to blow your cover, expose yourself and your powers because they didn’t need help.
They. Did. Not. Need. Help.
They were doing just find on their own.
It wasn’t your responsibility. None of this was your responsibility.
It was not your responsibility. You had a nice little life pretending to be normal working as a nurse. This was not the time to destroy that.
Until you saw the monster throw Thor from the sky. He hit the ground so hard, it cratered around him and he was in a Thor-shaped hole at least a foot deep in the middle of the street. You watched for him to get up, but he didn’t.
He didn’t.
He didn’t.
You had to move then. Honor and duty demanded it. You stripped off your gloves, cursed yourself for making this stupid-ass decision, donned your black battle armor with magic, and teleported into battle, appearing directly in front of Thor, dagger in one hand, bolt of green magic in the other. “Brother?” Thor’s voice asked from behind you as you stood between the monster and him. You heard the heartbreak and fear in his voice. He thought Loki was here. He thought his little brother was here, putting himself in danger to save Thor. “Brother, no! It is too dangerous. He’s too strong!” Thor shouted as you leapt into battle, viciously fighting the monster with daggers, magic, and ice. You didn’t blame Thor for the mistake, not at all. Not when you were wearing black, fighting with daggers and magic, had a thin frame, and raven hair that went down to your shoulders. His conclusion was obvious, if incorrect. You also didn’t correct it at the moment.
Instead, you slew the monster, using your centuries of combat experience and training to kill the beast. Thor was back on his feet when the monster was slain. You saw the hurt and hatred in his eyes when he finally got a good look at you, finally realized for sure that you were not Loki.
You vanished your weapons except for the last and stepped toward him. When you were the exact prescribed distance in front of him, you dropped to one knee, drawing your dragonfang blade and laying it in front of you in offering to your prince. You placed your right fist over your heart and bowed your head. “Your highness,” you bid him formally as the battle continue to rage around you. You were duty bound to the throne of Asgard.
“You’re a Valkyrie?” he asked in disbelief. You could still hear the hurt and anger in his voice. He hadn’t gotten over thinking that you were Loki in that moment.
“Yes, your highness,” you replied, moving your arm to show him the tattoo there.
“Thor, stop playing with your new friend and help us!” Ironman yelled as he flew past.
“Help us defeat these foes. We will deal with this later,” Thor ordered. He swung Mjolnir and flew back into the battle proper. You rose and did as you were told, helping the Avengers with their foes.
You were surrounded by the team when the battle was over. It took all of your willpower to vanish your weapons when they all were glaring at you. “Who are you?” Captain America demanded. “Are you sure this isn’t your brother in disguise?” He added to Thor, who nodded.
“This is not Loki. I would know him in any of his disguises,”
You steeled your spine and stared at him to answer. “I am Y/N, daughter of Sigrun, a Valkyrie of Asgard,” you told him firmly. Thor glared at you.
“That is not all,” he told you equally firmly, his tone angry, hurt, pained. You dropped your gaze, not wanting to admit the rest, but Thor had called you on it, so you had to answer. Damn honor and duty.
“I’m half Jotun,” you told him. You saw the hurt in his eyes and knew again that he would never forgive you for reminding him so much of Loki.
*
In the end, you were picked up by SHIELD, your cover had been blown anyway, so you couldn’t return to the life you’d built. You were too dangerous to return to it anyway. You couldn’t even have skin to skin contact without frost burning whoever tried to touch you. You were a walking biohazard.
No one trusted you. You reminded them all too much of Loki and no one forgot that he tried to take over the world. Your looks, skills, heritage were all too similar. You fit in as poorly here as you did as a child on Asgard.
Fury and Coulson finally sent you to live with the Avengers, join the team, try to prove yourself. You avoided Thor, really avoided all of them, usually silently reading in your room when you weren’t actively on a mission. They didn’t accept you. Wouldn’t. Couldn’t. You were too much of a freak, even for these freaks. You were polite to them, but reserved, an unwanted ghost around the tower. You saw Thor’s hurt during the rare times you did see him. Even your mannerisms reminded him of his brother. He didn’t speak to you except for a polite stiff greeting if he saw you.
That wasn’t helping anyone like you when even Thor couldn’t. He liked everyone and was usually so jovial and optimistic.
*
It was a lonely hell and you waited for attention to drop off of you enough to leave the situation, to go build a new life somewhere else, but SHIELD and the Avengers were all keeping a close eye on you, waiting for you to snap.
You didn’t snap. You endured, just as you had your entire life.
It was Nat who tentatively offered friendship first, after months of living with the team. At first it was just an offer of a sparring partner. You traded tips and tricks with her and formed a tentative friendship over it.
“None of you are being fair!” you heard her yelling at the team one day. “She’s done nothing but help us. You can’t blame her for looking like him,” she insisted. You hung back from the room. You’d been tentatively bringing your book to the living room to sit on the other side of Nat’s couch and read. It was the closest to social interaction you got. Eventually, they would forget you were sitting there and go back to their conversations, ignoring your existence.
“She looks and acts just like him…” Clint protested, but hesitantly. Nat was his best friend here and he didn’t lightly oppose her.
“Like you’d be open and friendly to a group of people actively shunning you,” she snarled.
You entered the room then, effectively breaking up the fight. You nodded a polite greeting to the room with a soft ‘hello’, and took your spot on Nat’s couch. You gave her a small, tentative smile, then buried your nose in your book.
*
Thor left for about a month, claiming he had business to deal with on Asgard. It was only Nat’s insistence that you had done nothing wrong that kept you out of the containment cells in the basement. Bruce finally picked your side then too, claiming that Tony was being unreasonable.
“She only has loyalty to the throne of Asgard. You heard Thor,” Tony protested. “She’s too much like Reindeer Games and I don’t trust her with her only leash gone.” You pretended like you couldn’t hear him, but slowly got up to take your book back up to your room. You were going to hole up there except for meals and missions for the next month. You didn’t have to put up with this shit.
You wished you could just leave, but they were all keeping too close of an eye on you. Expecting you to fuck up.
*
Finally, Thor returned. You all went to the elevator in the living room to welcome him home. You stood off to the side, not part of the group, but here where he could see that you weren’t causing trouble. You didn’t cause trouble, hell you weren’t even sure if you were actually living.
You were as shocked as the rest of them when he stepped off of the elevator with Loki. “Loki will be living with us and is going to join the team,” Thor announced optimistically. The group was shocked and protested, but the decision had already been made. You didn’t comment, instead watching the extremely handsome, reserved prince as he looked over the group with an icy sneer.
“Thor, stop bringing home stray Asgardians!” you heard Clint protest.
Loki’s eyes caught yours and you saw the briefest hint of interest on his face. Stupid honor dictated what had to come next. So you stepped forward then and knelt before Loki, in the same manner you had before Thor, laying your dragonfang blade at his feet. “Your highness,” you greeted him properly while the group stared on. You caught the ever so slight widening of his eyes in surprise.
“That’s why we can’t trust her!” Tony protested at the scene.
Loki’s tone betrayed his interest to your keen ears, though he tried to hide it behind a facade of boredom. “This might be interesting after all, little Valkyrie,”
Imagine being Loki’s old friend/Lover in Asgard, but you left for Earth a long time ago. For all he knows, you might be dead, but you’re still alive and you’ve been working with SHIELD and/or the Avengers.
When you two meet again, he’s ecstatic to see you, but you new relationship with the midgardians is a sore spot for him, specially when he thinks you’re in more than friendly terms with one of them.
