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Follow my account please. Concept for the Mirkwood Queen in the Tolkien Universe.

I'm slowly getting replies here done! still not posting them until they are all done! <3 See you guys soon. 

Semi OC concept for the unnamed Queen of Mirkwood.

Upon her likeness they carved a stain of sadness, simply to mark the untimely death of their Queen. All before they sat her statue far way from her spring and his grief.

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That Behind Doors

 { slysmith}

It was another day, the sun beaming in through his window making the darkness scurry away in pure fear. Oh. Isn’t that is how he likes it. 

He crawled out of bed, moving to dress and be on his way. The whore in his bed not making a sound as she gathered her things and fled his chambers before he even remembered his adventures last night. 

He casually for what was expected of him. A simple shirt tailored to his form and pants tucked into his boots. This morning he had not the patience for tying armor… 

The walk from his room to his brother’s was not long, but if the king had not the patience for armor, he had not the patience for walking. Calling his hammer that rang with a dark song, he flew himself from his window to the balcony of his brother’s chambers. 

"Hn." He let the hammer drop to the ground hitting hard against the marble. "Shouldn’t you be attending to my affairs by now?"

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THOR AU ⊱ (4/?)

↬ Thor and Sif are happily married and have a daughter,Thrúd Thordóttir, born the first day of Spring, destined to be a great warrior like her parents, a great walkyrie at the service of the Allfather.

Why a white lion you ask ? It was customary for Norse men to give their wife a kitten for their wedding because cats were associated to Freyja, goddess of love. Thor simply thought a lion would suit Sif better.

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Out of the Storm

I know I would a butt load of replies. But bro, personal life has kinda gotten away from me. Between my parent's divorce, no legit place to live, and being sick it's hard to find time to do my replies. You all have my deepest apologies. 

So here is what I'm doing. I'm writing each reply when I can, but not sending or queuing. When they are all finished, I will queue them all for the same day. Hopefully things will pick up. 

[loves on all of you.]

Drafts: 12

Starters: 3

Inbox: Closed for Plotting. No new threads until life gets all easier.

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i have an idea in my head where thor is just like. painfully incapable of being cissexist.

like some transphobic reporter asks him abt his sexuality and he’s “i have been attracted to many of your midgardian genders” and “what” and “my current paramor is genderqueer” “are they male or female” “they are neither of those two genders, that is what i have just said!” “oh well what were they born as" "oh no, dear friend, u appear to be confusing genderqueer with genderfluid! the lady mystique assures me that these are two very different things, [extremely extended explanation]"

y/y

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Thor Week: Ships and Solo nsfw Thor

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hi I should stop 

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Loki, based on the myths where he wears Frigga’s** feather cloak and transforms into a bird. Now THAT is wearing your mother’s drapes! Took the hair from the new action figures of Loki they previewed at a toy fair.

Loki did not work with the original document size so I redid Thor’s cloak to match Loki’s new artboard. Apologies for the repost, but I like it better and Thor refuses to be outdone by a glorified peafowl. Original Thor Description: I can’t leave the idea of Thor’s star crown imagery alone. Here’s the IKEA holiday lights edition (don’t try this at home). Based on photos of the new design for Thor: The Dark World.

Loki and Thor © Marvel Art © ramida-r **Certain sources say the cloak belong to either Freya for Frigga as they both own feather cloaks, but I remember a version where he borrowed one from Frigga in “The Children of Odin” by Padraic Colum.

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offline family emergency 

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MWAHAHAHAHAH! Like Muse like mun?

Out of the Storm

I made Vicious a Sith Lord. Why? Because I could.

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Out of the Storm

I made Vicious a Sith Lord. Why? Because I could.

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The Way of the Sith

nordur-stjornu

The wife of his brother stood before him, Her tiny height making her look far more vulnerable than how he knew she really was. How Loki always bragged. How was he to tell such a being of her husbands death? Killed by those who oppose him, his body lost to space...

Oh, they would pay.

"Sigyn, you're breaking my heart." The Sith-Lord said finally standing from his seat. "Or rather you will." The steps to her were loud, his boots clanking in the metal room. The ship they were on treading through space an unimaginable speed.

His hand came up, resetting one of her delicate curls in the correct position that suited her face best. "I did all I could." He said, a gentle hand cupping her jaw. "But I could not stop the demise of our dear Loki..."

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He couldn't help the grin that fell over his lips. The cream of her skin exposed bringing forth the thought of exposing more of her and taking her on the throne room floor hardened him in his pants. Thor walked around her, taking his time to survey her once again. As he did so, he caught the looks of his guards on her. Idiots...

"Is it pleasing..." he stopped behind her, his hands falling to her hips. Thor pulled her back against him, his cock-- hard, throbbing-- pressing to the curve of her ass. His mouth went to her ear, nipping at the lob. "Aye. Pleasing my Queen." 

His hand slid from her hips, down to the feminine curves she still had hidden away. His other hand released its hold on her hips to extend forward and call his hammer to his hand. And with his fingers pressing to the sensitive sex under their tips he sent the hammer flying back into one of the men's heads, crushing it with a sound that echoed the halls. 

"Any man who so much as looks at my bride will suffer his fate." He called his mouth against her skin. His hand bringing the hammer back to him, splattering what ever it was-- blood, perhaps some brains-- along her undergarments. "And if I find out, you held back knowledge of a wondering eye, I will make you slaughter the family of the man who did as much."

He left her going back to his throne, dropping the hammer down beside it. "Dress yourself and leave. A servant will find you shortly and take you to your room. You, my Queen, are spared my glorious cock until you are lawfully mine." Why he allowed her such time, he did not know...

Married to A Beast

Arwen nodded slowly and looked down at the floor as he spoke more. She wasn’t sure if she should invite anyone from Rivendell to see this marriage. For their own safety. 

She snapped out of her thoughts as he approached her. Her sapphire eyes met his. She parted her rosy lips and moved her hands to remove her dress. Her dress pooled around her ankles as her body was revealed. She had her undergarments left on though. He didn’t say to strip bare.

She looked up at him. “I told you, I will never say no….I-Is it pleasing?” She only said this to be sure he would want her. It was the only way to ensue the safety of her kingdom. 

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Friend of Mine

masterxassassin

It was an odd thing, living upon Midgard. The culture was most different and he found himself head first into it. Though, as a prince he was used to experiencing different cultures being in and out of the nine realms. From dining with the Dwalves of Niðavellir to celebrated with the Kree.

Midgard wasn't hard to figure out as a whole. But like the Dwarves and the Kree it was the social conduct he found difficult.

For instance, for a culture that advertised alcohol upon their boxed images, Thor was not allow to have an open container in public. He was still trying to get the hang of that concept... And was currently paying for it.

"Alright. Thor." The guard that watched over him and his fellow prisoners called. The good men who arrested him did not believe he was who he said he was. He was kept in a cell with several men and one woman who was rather friendly. Why they kept her in the cell with these criminals, he did not know. "You've made bail."

"Thank you." He stood, giving his farewells to the acquaintance he made to follow the guard and see who it was that answered his one call to the A.I. named J.A.R.V.I.S.

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No I’m not crying I’ve got something in my eye, something called “Loki telling Thor he loves him whilst incapable of lying”. 

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Child of War

mageprinceloki

'We have found the Mage, my King.' The voice had told him and soon there after his once prisoner was tossed down at his feet. 

He could feel his teeth grinding together at the sight of him. The memories of their time together flooding his senses. Every moment he slashed his skin with a whip... every word he spat at him... All of it was right there for him to touch. 

He let out a wild growl pulling himself from his throne. "The whore has returned..." He called, stepping close. His foot came push Loki over, rolling that lump of a body to his back. His brows furrowed in anger. "And so has his cock." 

It was a statement to note how the Mage was no longer in his feminine form. He remembered that form well. Their experiments with magic. The demand that Loki shift his form. The curves he obtains as a she. How his cunt felt tight around his cock...

And then the realization he had not shifted back:

Thor saw her there, sitting in the corner of the room he had provided for her good behavior. Her long black hair tangled over her shoulder. The female shadow looked not to her King as she curled into herself, hugging her knees.

He had felt his lip snarl up. "I prefer your other form." it wasn't that he didn't enjoy her soft mounds... but it was not his Loki. "I demand it's return."