#chubby!thor x plus size reader

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Aww!! This is soooooo sweet! Thanks for sharing!

This just popped in my head but hear out….Chubby!Thor dressed as Santa for Tony’s annual kids Christmas party! With you being mrs. Claus!! 🥹🥹🤭🤭🤭

Santa Claus is Coming to Town

Chubby!Thor x plus size reader

The Avengers have a special guest coming to Christmas this year, Santa Claus! And what’s Santa without his Mrs Claus and maybe a little elf too

Warnings: fluff, pregnant reader

WC: 608

Minors DNI

“Ho! Ho! Ho!” A deep voice came from down the hall, immediately sending the small throng of children into a screaming frenzy, each trying desperately to break from their parent’s arms to run to the source of the jolly laughter.

You smiled brightly as you walked alongside your husband, carefully balancing a tray of cookies you spent hours decorating while with the other, you adjusted the red hat that was slowly slipping off your head. Thor bounced with each step he took, his long beard dyed white for the occasion, as well as his hair, which had been partially tied back in a bun.

The red suit coat tightly wrapped around his large belly and you would be lying if you said that it didn’t turn you on like nothing else. A heavy brown sack was thrown over his broad shoulder, the presents inside rattling with each step.

“It’s Santa!” That was definitely Morgan’s screech, it sounded scarily similar to her father’s. And as you rounded the corner, the screams increased in pitch, getting dangerously close to dog whistle territory. His blue eyes twinkled brightly behind a pair of fake glasses, thoroughly excited to bring Yuletide cheer to the small army of children.

“Where are all the children?”

“Here Santa!” They shouted as you rounded the corner and were immediately swarmed. Pairs of tiny hands reached for Thor’s coat, yanking on the fur trim while others tried to grab some of the cookies in front of you.

The Avengers gathered around in a semicircle around you, the parents of the group keeping a close eye on their kids. Billy and Tommy were attempting to grab the huge bag of presents from your husband as Cassie, AJ and Lila carefully took some baked goods off your tray, Morgan was shouting questions at Thor, not giving him enough time between each one for him to answer. And Cass was slyly examining your costumes as if trying to determine if you were the real thing as Cooper held his baby brother up so his little toddler hands could feel the soft jacket.

But Thor took it all in stride. He answered as many questions as he could while moving his sack just enough that the troublesome twins couldn’t get into it and reassuring the young Wilson that he had come from the North Pole for a very special visit with Mrs Claus. 

“Yes children and we have some gifts for you!” You spoke up this time, saving the god from another round of impossible questions. The tray of cookies was quickly placed to the side (and then promptly stolen by Bruce) so you could usher the children over to the seat beside the huge Christmas tree.

They swarmed him as he sat down, each keen to receive a present from Santa. They neatly sat around his feet as he began to tell the well-rehearsed story you had helped him practice last night. Most of the adults snuck from the room seeing as the kids were entertained. Only Sam remained behind, sneaking closer to you so he could whisper in your ear.

“What did you get Santa for Christmas Mrs Claus?” You rolled your eyes and gave him a subtle shove with your shoulder. He already knew, in fact he knew what your gift was before you did.

“Well it’s more like a gift for next year, a little elf all of our own.” Sam gave you a smile and a pat on the back as your own hands came to rest on your stomach, almost feeling the little flutters of the life growing there. It would be the best Christmas ever.

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"Crystalline Heart" A Loki Laufeyson fanfic and MCU AU Space Opera Epic

“Only if you swear to haunt me, sweetheart. Haunt me every single day...” Prince Loki teaches his best friend magic. It's all down hill from there. As a lost warrior of Asgard, she dreams of seeing her name written and asks one question. Who do gods pray to? (READ HERE)

[plussizefantasia]

hey ok ok here it goes please: i was wondering if you could make a thor x plus size reader where. she was one of his online friends when he was chubby and drunk. and then he didnt update his profile picture so you thought he would look like chubby thor when you both decided to meet in person. but he actual was normal fit thor when he showed up and the plus size reader is afraid to accept a date from him thinking its all a joke. no one could like her in her head and she didnt wanna get hurt from him thinking he couldnt like her being plus size and thor being all charming and loving and thinks she looks like a goddess? idk something like that?

My Goddess

A/N: Dear god I'm so sorry. I have fallen off the face of the planet and have left this amazing ask in my box for literal months. Anyway... I hope you like this I've been working on it for a while.

Pairing: Thor x PlusSize!reader

Word Count: ~1,600

You were nervous, beyond nervous. Even though it had been probably five years since you had gone on a date you were going on a date with a guy you had only ever seen pictures of. Through a convoluted chain of friends who knew friends who knew single friends, you had been given the number Thor. Yes, that Thor, the God of Thunder himself, actual Avenger, and totally hottie Thor. 

No matter what his reputation was he was very sweet. He talked to you all the time, the two of you texted and called and had been speaking for about six months now. The distance had been off-putting at first, you were in New York City working your dream job and he was leading his people in New Asgard halfway across the world. Regardless you had made it work, even with the time difference.

 You had exchanged some pictures about two weeks in and while you were surprised at the shape the actual God was in you found him arguably even more attractive with the bit of gut he had grown. He had told you about his battle with his mental health, how losing his brother and the battle with Thanos had taken a toll on his confidence in himself. He confided in you that he didn’t feel fit to be a King, that he thought he had let his people down, and that he knew he had let himself go but he didn’t see the point in training anymore. 

You sent pictures of yourself in exchange and also revealed your insecurities. How you thought that you were too much in every way, too loud, too big, too opinionated. That the messages you had received from the people in your life had torn you down and that you sometimes struggled to hold the pieces together. You both bonded over your vulnerabilities and for the first time in a very long time, you were happy.

At first, you had expected him to stop talking to you, it had been a good run and you were happy that you had talked to the literal legend at all. But the sight of your body had been a turn-off for so many before, you didn’t think a literal god would be any different. But he just praised you for your beauty and continued flirting with you. He made you feel stunning with the way he articulated his thoughts about you. He spoke in sonnets and was generous with his praise. You had never been in a relationship like that before, sure you had had boyfriends before but they never waxed poetic about you. Your weight was always something to be looked over because your personality was so great. 

They hadn’t liked you because of your body but despite it.

Thor wasn’t like that, he was charismatic and charming, you supposed that came with the territory of being a prince. He was also terrifying. 

The first time he asked to meet up in person was a few days after you sent over the first picture. He had told you how much he loved talking with you and that he wanted to spend time with you in person and show you a good time. He had told you he could come to New York, that he wanted to just see you, to hold you, to be with you. You had turned him down.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to meet him because you would be crazy to not want to be wrapped up in his arms, not only was he one of the most amazing guys you had ever met but he treated you well (and he was a god). It was just your insecurity that kept you from meeting in person, your worries about yourself always got in the way. And they continued to get in the way until you got a little too tipsy one night and dared yourself to invite him out dancing. You woke up the next morning with a massive hangover and a place and time to meet the God of Thunder.

That led you to tonight, meeting Thor at one of the more relaxed clubs near your place in an outfit that had taken way too long to settle on being nervous as hell. You knew that you would recognize him when he walked through the door, he was pretty distinct even without all the fame. But your anxiety had you arriving half an hour early and now you were just sitting and waiting for the moment he walked through the double doors opposite of the bar you were currently residing at.

What you weren’t expecting was the beefy Viking-esque hero who had waltzed in the door. He looked good. He looked more than good, he looked majestic. He looked thinner than in his photo. 

You had heard about the second battle the Avengers had had with Thanos, you had tearfully thanked Thor over the phone when you had received an extremely confused text from your little brother who had been dusted the five years prior. You just didn’t think that Thor getting back into the Avenging game would mean that he would zap back into perfect shape this soon. After all, it had only been about a month.

But here he was. Decked out in a black button-up with the sleeves rolled about three-quarters of the way. Dark jeans that hugged his ass just right and some deep red sneakers that looked to be somewhat well-worn. His golden hair was braided intricate and adorned with metal rings and beads to hold it into place. He had shaved his beard you clocked, and the long locks that cascaded off his face were replaced with a closer cut, it was still there but it was much neater, and you could see even more of his beautiful, beautiful face.

It took several seconds to decide on whether or not to flee. This was not the guy you had agreed to meet, you agreed to meet the soft man who was vulnerable with you, this was a warrior who commanded attention. The attention you weren’t sure you wanted on yourself.

In the time you took debating with yourself and making an escape plan, he had noticed you and made his way over to where you were seated at the end of the bar.

“Your pictures did not do you justice, you are even more angelic in person” his words caught you off guard and sent a jolt up your spine and right into your cheeks, turning them crimson. You took another sip of your drink and placed your cup down on top of the napkin laying on the bar. 

“Neither do yours, You're much… taller than I thought you’d be.” He laughs at your words and leans his hip against the bar in front of you. His upper body encroached in on your space and sent more blood rushing toward your cheeks. 

In a sudden moment of vulnerability, he looks into your eyes and asks “Is that a problem? Me being too… tall?” You know what he was asking, he had changed and he knows that. He was asking if you still wanted him. If you wanted to be with him now even though he was no longer the man in the pictures whom you have connected to.

“No, no I don’t think it is” You smile and place your hand on his. The smile that lights up his face is more than enough for you to know you said the right thing. 

The two of you talk and talk all evening. He charms you and you charm him right back. You feel like a live wire, energy coursing through your veins. He is a drug and you are already an addict, but there is something that holds you back.

“I have to ask,” you started “Why did you want to meet me?” apparently it was your turn to be vulnerable. “I know I’m not exactly the most gorgeous woman out there” You duck your head and get suddenly get very interested in your drink. You think this is your fourth, maybe it’s your fifth you can’t remember. Either way, you're feeling floaty and need to know what’s going on in his brain before this goes any further.

He places two of his fingers under your chin and lifts until your eyes meet his. “I wanted to meet you because you have bewitched me. Your beauty is beyond measure, I have traveled the nine realms and have never beheld a more marvelous visage than when I was graced with your image. You have captured my heart with your wit and charm and most importantly you have made me want to be better.” His words stole the air from your lungs and there was only one thing you could think to do.

You lunged forward and grabbed his face with your hands, you placed your lips on his and closed your eyes, waiting and praying for him to reciprocate your bold move. You didn’t have to wait for very long, in the next moment his fingers had woven into your hair and his tongue was swiping against the crease of your lips.

It felt otherworldly, you and he wrapped up in each other, as cliche as it sounded everything but you two fell away. You could live like this, you could die like this and you would go happily. Eventually, you two had to separate, even gods had to breathe.

Your foreheads met one another and he chuckled against you.

“My goddess” he had whispered in between the two of you.

You kissed him again.

[lillywillow]

Blessed by a Goddess

Summary: You had never felt secure about your body but when you meet a renowned artist, you suddenly start to feel more beautiful than ever

 Word Count: 1633

 Pairings: Artist!Loki x Chubby!Female Reader

 Warnings: Body insecurities, mild nudity

 Being a plus-sized woman in the modern world could be cruel. Everyone seemed to have certain ideas on how you should look or dress or make ‘helpful’ comments. That’s why you took solace in the art world. Looking at all those fuller figured women from days gone by… it sometimes made you feel like you were born into the wrong era. You would see people admire the works of Ruben but when they turn to look at you, it was completely different. Oh, how you wished you could be one of those paintings.

…

 Recently, you had heard about an art exhibit that was being put on at a nearby gallery. You had heard many wonderful things about the artist so you decided to go. As you walked around the gallery, you were in awe of the many wonderful things on display. Most of the works were Nordic inspired. There were intricately braided chains to make exquisite necklaces. Clay models of long boats with finely crafted designs on the sails. Tapestries depicting various Viking tales. The thing that struck you most about them the most is that every woman in the works, whether they be painted or clay, were all plump. You were admiring one of the pieces when you heard a voice behind you speak.

 “Breathtaking…”

 You turned to see the artist himself smiling at you. Loki was every bit as handsome as he was in his pictures. He circled you, looking at you with the same level of reverence you were looking at the artwork with.

 “Yes, I do believe I have found my next masterpiece,” he softly smiled with a thoughtful tone.

 “E-excuse me?” you stammered.

 “Forgive my musings, my dear. It isn’t very often I see such beauty in real life…”

 “You must say that to all the girls,” you muttered, feeling your face heat up.

 “No, not all of them. I seldom find true beauty such as yours… I would love to use your likeness in one of my next pieces, if I may. There is no pressure if you decline,” he explained, handing you a business card.

 You took it and barely had a chance to introduce yourself when Loki was called away by an art blogger who wanted to speak to him about his current exhibition. He kissed your hand and bowed to you before walking away. As you looked at the card in your hands, you wondered if you should go through with being a model for him. It was obvious from both his works and the way he looked at you he had a certain healthy respect for plus sized women… and the people here saw the beauty of his pieces… but could your really do it? Could you put your likeness out there for the world to see and to be admired like they were? You decided, you would have to get to know Loki a little more before you committed to anything.

…

 A few days after the exhibition, you decided to stop by Loki’s studio. You felt butterflies in the pit of your stomach as you waited for the door to open. Once again you felt nervous as a handsome, golden-haired man answered.

 “He-hello, I’m Y/N. I met Loki a few days ago at his show,” you explained, wringing your hands.

 The man smiled warmly and welcomed you in.

 “You must be the goddess my brother met!” he exclaimed.

 “G-goddess? I’m sure he must say that to a lot of women…”

 “Not at all! My brother respects all women of course but when it comes to putting them in his art… he can be very selective… Forgive me, I have yet to introduce myself. I’m Loki’s older brother, Thor.”

 Thor led you inside to where Loki was sitting at his desk working on his sketches. When Thor announced your arrival, he looked up and smiled at you.

 “Welcome,” he beamed. “I’m so glad you decided to come. Please, take a seat.”

 Loki offered you a comfortable looking chair to sit in.

 “Can I offer you some tea?”

 You accepted and Loki busied himself making a pot for the pair of you.

 “Thank you for inviting me,” you stated, taking the cup he handed you.

 “My pleasure,” he smiled, sitting in the seat near you.

 “I… I’m not quite sure if I feel ready to pose for a man I just met,” you stated.

 “I completely understand. I’m still happy to see you again,” he softly smiled.

 Loki seemed so kind and genuine.

 “I… I wanted to ask you… What made you decide on me?” you voiced after a while.

 “Growing up in Asgard, there was a goddess by the name of Freya. I always thought she was so beautiful with her soft curves… to be perfectly honest, I felt a little intimidated by her and I could never work up the courage to ask her to dance…”

 “When I first came to Midgard, I would see women with similar figures to her and I had often wondered if Freya had blessed them with her beauty… I could see it everywhere. In the Italian Renaissance paintings, in that actress Marilyn Munroe… I find it sad that in modern times, that beauty was lost and rejected so I try to keep it alive in my art…”

 You couldn’t help but smile as you listened to Loki speak. His words made your heart beat faster like no man has ever done before.

 “Wow, Loki… you certainly have an amazing view of women…” he breathed.

 “I meant every word I said,” he softly smiled. “I also meant what I said before; I truly do believe you would make a stunning work of art but if you do not feel comfortable, there is no pressure to pose.”

 “Thank you for being so understanding… I think… I think I would like to but… I’m just not ready yet. I would like to get to know you a little more first.”

 Loki nodded and agreed this would be the best idea. He was pleased you were considering posing for him but also wanted to respect your boundaries.

…

 Over the next few weeks, you spent a lot of time with Loki, spending hours talking about various subjects. Through so much conversation, it began to feel like you had known him your entire life. When you came to the decision to pose for Loki’s art, he went out of his way to make you feel comfortable. He gave you a robe to wear in between sketching, kept his studio warm enough so you wouldn’t be chilled and gave strict instructions that anyone who wished to speak with him while he was working had to knock and wait until he answered the door.

 Loki spent hours sketching you from every angle. Not once did you feel uneasy under his intense gaze; in fact, it was quite the opposite. He made you feel more beautiful than any of your past boyfriends ever made you feel. Once Loki had finished creating all the sketches he needed, he promised to contact you for the grand unveiling of his next masterpiece.

…

 A few weeks had passed since Loki had sent you away to work on his sculpture. You understood he was busy working so you didn’t take it to heart when you didn’t hear from him in a while but he did send Thor to keep you updated on how he was going.

 One day, you received a personal invitation from Loki to his next exhibition. You were both nervous and excited to see what he had done with all the sketches he had created.

 On the day of the unveiling, you were more nervous than anyone. In just a few moments, the whole gallery would see what you try to hide from the world. Every stretch mark, every dimple, every roll and curve everything that made you feel insecure would be on full display. Behind you, you could hear some nasty whispered comments about you but that all went away when Loki found you.

 “There you are, darling,” he smiled, taking your hand to kiss. “Come along. I want you to be by my side as I show the world how beautiful you are.”

 You had to admit, seeing the looks of shock and jealousy on the faces of the ones making the horrid comments made you feel great. Loki walked you to the front of the room in front of the covered sculpture.

 “Everyone… there is someone very special I would like you to meet,” Loki announced, calling the people to attention.

 “This is Y/N. My muse, my goddess and the inspiration behind my latest work…”

 Without further notice, Loki pulled the sheet off the sculpture. As you gazed upon the piece for the first time, you couldn’t help but tear up a little in joy. The figure was as gorgeous as the works of yore. You felt as beautiful as Venus herself. People started talking animatedly about the sculpture and cameras started flashing.

 “Of course, this is incomparable to the real thing,” Loki smiled at you.

 Before you could stop yourself, you kissed him. Loki was a little caught off guard but slowly kissed back, holding you close once the shock wore off.

 “So… will you continue to be my muse,” he breathed once he pulled away.

 “Of course, I will,” you smiled.

 Loki was a truly masterful artist. He could make you feel beautiful in a room full of people. With him, all those insecurities melted away. You were his goddess.

[ao3feed-janefoster]

Loki AU: Bestest friend in the realm!

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by Wittysunflower

In the enchanting realm of Asgard, amidst trials and adventures, a beautiful and enduring love story unfolded between Loki, the God of Mischief, and (y/n), the one who captured his heart. From childhood friends to inseparable companions!

Words: 4070, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Loki Laufeyson, Thor (Marvel), Thor Odinson, Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Sif (Marvel), Original Characters

Relationships: Loki x chubby reader, loki laufeyson x chubby reader, loki x curvy reader, loki laufeyson x curvy reader, loki x plus size reader, loki laufeyson x plus size reader, loki x midsize reader, loki laufeyson x midsize reader

Additional Tags: Curvy Reader, plus size reader, Chubby Reader, Domestic Fluff, Blood and Violence, mid size reader

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[ao3feed-thor]

Loki AU: Bestest friend in the realm!

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by Wittysunflower

In the enchanting realm of Asgard, amidst trials and adventures, a beautiful and enduring love story unfolded between Loki, the God of Mischief, and (y/n), the one who captured his heart. From childhood friends to inseparable companions!

Words: 4070, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Loki Laufeyson, Thor (Marvel), Thor Odinson, Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Sif (Marvel), Original Characters

Relationships: Loki x chubby reader, loki laufeyson x chubby reader, loki x curvy reader, loki laufeyson x curvy reader, loki x plus size reader, loki laufeyson x plus size reader, loki x midsize reader, loki laufeyson x midsize reader

Additional Tags: Curvy Reader, plus size reader, Chubby Reader, Domestic Fluff, Blood and Violence, mid size reader

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[lilacprincessofrecovery]

Marvel x Female Plus Size Reader Preferences - Insecure

WARNINGS: Weight insecurity, self depreciation, body image issues Angsty Fluff

Note: Again this one is not edited. Written on phone.

Word Count: 1827

Tony Stark

“Hey, I have two tickets to the MET if you are up for it tonight, Babe?” You shrugged while kicking a magazine under the bed. “What was…” He walked over and grabbed the magazine you kicked and he looked at the cover. “Who’s Stark’s Best Looking Girlfriend?” He whispered out loud and then frowned, eyes furrowed trying to understand why they would do that and then gets angry. “Do you believe this shit?” She looked at him like a deer in headlights. “I repeat y/N, You don’t believe this shit. Do you?” Her eyes filled up with tears as she watched him flip to the pictures of the beautiful women that Tony had been seen with and saw an article saying she should lose weight and that’s when his temper got to him and he threw it at the window breaking it with his strength. “Damn them, Y/N! You are hot as Hell.” “I’m not a bunny.” “You know what? I’m glad. What have they got to offer other than a quick night?” She shrugged, “I don’t know I’ve never been thin.” Tony laughed and kisses her. “It’s not funny, Tony.” “It’s just ridiculous that you believe STORIES that people write about you. STORIES. Stories aren’t real.” “I kinda live in a superhero world here. All stories seem like weird and are probably real.” “Precisely. The stories are usually twisted around til they are bad. Don’t listen to them. It’s the ignorance of people who are jealous of others and want to see celebrities or heroes fall. Don’t let them make you fall. They are nothing to take to heart. Just false stories. False.” “Tony, I want to make you proud.” “You’d say I’m a genius… well everything I say is right so there. You are attractive. Boom. That’s truth. Don’t mix the two babe between stories or truths.” He kisses her again. “We’ve got to work on your self esteem. and y/n you do make me proud. Every day.” 

Bucky Barnes

“Are you always in the mirror?” you looked at your boyfriend as you were popping a zit in the mirror blushing. You were in some tshirt material grey mini shorts and a white camisole completely as natural as you can be without being unclothed. “Well… are you always watching me?” “You know I have to… If I don’t, someone could hurt you.” The fun was taken out of the conversation bringing up her mortality and she shrugged after kissing him as he walked in and went back to the mirror pinching your chubby cheeks as Bucky is brushing his hair taking his shirt off for a shower. “Hey Buck…” One foot in the shower about to turn on the water he looks at her. “Yeah?” “Do you think I look fat?” He was silent. “B…bucky?” He groaned and looked at her. “This question is loaded. I do not know which is good or bad. I don’t know what you want me to say? I guess that currently wafer thin is in. Back in my days it was generously curvy. I don’t wanna upset you, Doll. I know that girls seem to overthink these things.” “Overthink?” He nods and sits on the edge of the hot tub in the restroom looking up at you. “You have nothing to worry about. So try to see that. You look curvy not fat. Ideal.” She nods. “Thank you Bucky.” He smiled soft nodding and gets in the shower. 

Steve Rogers

 “Do you think I need to change how I look?” Checking her reflection in a window to the conference room where all the avengers were sitting, another annoying probably pointless meeting about coffee cups Tony was scheduling. Steve didn’t mind missing one boring meeting to help his number one girl. He took her hand before he walked in the door and took her to his room. “Why would my best girl want to change how she looked?” “Did someone say something to you darlin?” He kissed the top of her head looking down at her eyes. “Tell me. Did someone make you feel inferior?” “No one other than myself Stevie.” “I wish you could see yourself how I see you. Your weight gives your body shape. My weight does the same.” She almost giggles. “Steve you are the most fit man I’d ever known. You have abs galore.” “Doesn’t make me less human.” He says caressing her cheek. She got the point.

Peter Parker

“I got a message from this teen modeling agency… you know the ones they always send out? From school? They are having a contest… Do you think I could beat Peter?” She said, poking at her upper arm. Peter sighed and got on his knee in front of the mirror and sat her on it, her back facing the mirror looking at him, and looked up at her. “Do you really want to enter this contest thing?” She shook her head. “I just wanna be pretty, Peter.” Tears started streaming down her face. He took her face in his hands. “They hurt things that are most beautiful… that they just don’t understand... I just don’t want them to make fun of you like you fear. I think you could win every modeling thing in all the universe. Trust me… I would know. I’ve been. But hey… My opinion is all that matters. Right?” She smiled softly nodding tears flowing slower looking up at him. “Don’t cry anymore. Please it breaks my heart.” She nods and hugs him tight.

Loki Laufeyson

“Loki! I’m so big! This dress doesn’t fit!” she screamed. “You aren’t big,” Loki walked over to her slowly and he looked at his queen who was struggling to fit into her new dress. “You are literally the God of lies. Why should I believe you?” Loki looked down at her. “So, I am to be chastised for a century long characterization that was placed on me. Like you’ve been labeled ‘fat’? Should my words mean nothing because of what other people have  decided to call me for mistakes I may or may not have created in the past?” “You know every dress must be fit and tailored to the woman by a seamstress. I see nothing wrong with you needing it to be let out my queen.” She thought, “Loki, I love you.” he grinned his typical charming yet misleading smile but truly meaning good. 

Thor Odinson

She looked at the scale in the corner of the bathroom. tears welling up and he shakes his head keeping her from making a mad dash to the number machine. “Do you only care about size? I didn’t think you were that shallow.” she sighed. “What if I were a larger than average male? Would you hate me as much as you hate yourself and want to leave me?” Not had told her about his time being overweight and down in the dumps. “You make it seem like weight is the only thing that matters… in your mind. It’s not the only thing in the world. In fact I could care less about the whole thing. There are worse things in the world. The nine realms even…” “but Thor the other girls…” “Yes… girls… I thought you were a woman, mi lady. I want a woman.” He arched a brow looking down at her hugging her now. She smiled softly. Then answers his question. “No. I would love you anyway.” “I used to weigh more than you do.” Not knowing that was the wrong thing to say. “You are so fit Thor. Why did you want me?” “I love you. I could go on all day about how much I adored you.” “You may have to.” “Of course. You have sparkling eyes. You have beautiful hair. Your body is as the waves of the ocean. Youre more beautiful than you can even imagine.  You are smart. You are strong. You are incredible. You are……..” Thor continued with sweet nothings as he cuddles with her. 

Clint Barton

“Take a picture it may last longer.” Clint arched a brow standing against the bedroom door frame at his beautiful girl. “Hey clint.” She said in a small voice and she posed one last time in the mirror before turning to face him still in the doorway. Never having seen her like this before. “You know that you are a bigger girl. Yes?” Tears started flowing from her eyes. “I’m sorry I’m too fat for you!” Clint just looked at her shaking his head and uncrosses his arms and walks across the bathroom floor to go to her and pulled her in a strong hug. “I couldn’t be without you. I truly don’t care about the weight.” 

Deadpool

After Wade lost Vannessa and he came to terms with it, he saw her. She was everything to him, Instantly. As quick as it was with Vannessa. He had to be hers. The only thing is that this girl was bigger than vanessa. It would had bothered him before the change to his own body before Ajax (frances ;D) got ahold of him. But he watched her walk and loved how her body swayed to its own beat. One day he found her staring in the mirror, about 6 months from when they originally met and she moved in. He had just come home from a long long fight day with Colossus and Negasonic Teenage Warhead at a nursing home oddly enough. “Hey… y/n!” he skipped in and flopped on the end of the bed posing in a laying down position propped up on his elbow and he shakes his head. “Hey, Wade…” He noticed she seemed out of it. He got up and smacked her bottom. “What are we looking at?” trying to keep the mood up. He looked over her shoulder, his chin was on, hands on her hips, looking in the mirror with her. She didn’t answer. “Don’t frown.” He smiled softer letting the mood fall seeing how insecure she really is at the moment. “Wade…” She brushed off his hands from her hip and tried to walk away from him but him being stronger than her that of course didn’t work. He kept her in place. “What are we looking at?” “My huge body…” she closed her eyes not to see what Wade’s eyes may be looking at if he was as disgusted as you were. Wade shook his head. “Babe… I wouldn’t be with you if you weren’t sexy as Hell. Make me shallow or not… I’ve seen lots of hot girls but YOU are sexy.” He kissed her shoulder blade. She smiled and kissed his cheek. “Thank you Wade.” “You put up with the earthquake lines that is my face so you get respect too. I’d think you were hot anyway though.” He kissed her lips passionately.

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ok im well aware I should be writing my dbf! Bucky fic but I just got this idea like a out of earth y/n who has these things where she’s supposed to mate once a year (technically not a heat..) and she’s staying at the compound it would make sense if Thor or Loki was the person they well.. yk with but if you guys want other characters, I can definitely make my way around that 

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A(way) F(rom) K(eyboard)

Chubby!Thor x plus size reader

Thor needs help defeating his arch nemesis Noobmaster69 and he knows just the person to ask.

Warnings: implied smut, nudity, friends to lovers, violence against a controller, takes place after blip

WC: 1.2k

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“By Odin’s beard!” Thor thundered, throwing his controller at the cabin wall, immediately smashing it to pieces. “Woah man. I didn’t think that was necessary.” The god snarled at Korg who was innocently perched on the ratty recliner in the corner of the room, completely surrounded by empty beer cans, his own small gameboy in his crystal hands.

“It’s this-“ Thor squinted at the large TV screen, bending over his spread thighs as he did so. “-Noobmaster69! They have killed me countless times already! They must be cheating, there is no possible way that I can be bested yet again.” He grumbled before picking up a half drunk beer and throwing it back, ignoring the stale taste. Yanking his gray hoodie down over his protruding belly, he glared at the screen which still displayed evidence of his defeat.

“Well you know, we might need some help. But no one here plays any sort of video game.” Meek gave a purr of approval to the idea, poking his head out from the pile of laundry he was buried under, a sock sticking to his purple skin. The soft music from the game echoed through the room. 

Suddenly, Thor shot up out of the couch, dislodging the takeout containers that surrounded him. “I know!” And he was out the door, barely stopping in time to slip on his crocs.

——————

The house was at the edge of New Asgard. It was a small cottage surrounded by a field of wildflowers that seemed a veritable rainbow of colours. The 6 '5 god stumbled up the cobblestone path and threw open the door, knowing the cabin’s inhabitant wouldn’t mind him barging in.

“Y/N! I am in need of your assistance!” He shouted into the quiet of the house as he flicked off his shoes, not wanting to get mud on her floors. “I’m in the bedroom!” Her melodic voice called back from the back of the building where her small bedroom was and he took off in that direction, absentmindedly running a hand over his hair in an attempt to smooth it down.

The former Avenger had moved with him to Norway to help him and Brunnhilde establish the new town. Her tech savvy nature had made her the definitive I.T. department for the whole population and now Thor was in dire need of that. 

“That brainless fool has defeated me again and I- you’re not wearing any clothes.” As Thor walked into the bedroom, he froze, jaw dropping open, his different coloured eyes widening. Y/N’s body was completely naked, her glorious curves practically glowing against the midday sunlight streaming into the bedroom. 

“Yes, that’s what happens when you get out of the shower. What did you need help with?” She asked nonchalantly, gracefully walking over to her dresser, making no attempt to cover up. Thor watched the way her plump ass bounced as she moved. Then he caught himself and immediately shifted his gaze to the ceiling, hands coming to rest in front of him, hyper aware of how he was reacting to his best friend’s body.

“You’re um you’re naked.” Y/N chuckled, shuffling through the top drawer. “Yes we’ve been over that. Why do you need help?” The god shuffled nervously, clearing his throat. He could feel his cock hardening beneath his sweatpants the longer he stood so close to this stunningly plump woman that he had been crushing on for years.

“I’ve totally forgotten why I’m here. It is hard to think when you do not have any clothes on.” “I didn’t think seeing someone naked would phase you.” She teased, spinning back around on her heel to lean against the bureau, resting her weight on her hands behind her, pushing her considerable bust forward.

Thor’s eyes dropped briefly to her body, drinking in her soft flesh before he scolded himself and looked away once more. “Yes but it’s you.” “Oh?” A wave of panic shot through him at what he interpreted as an offended tone. “Not like that! I mean you’re absolutely gorgeous! Wait I mean no you’re not! No you are! I just didn’t mean to say that. You’re beautiful and you have really nice-“ He held his hands in front of his chest, miming a pair of breasts.

“But you’re also smart! So smart! And nice. And- I’m getting off topic. What was I talking about?” “My tits.” Y/N replied. Thor’s face went beat red and he swallowed thickly, squeezing his eyes shut in embarrassment. “My lady, I don't know if this is an appropriate topic of discussion.”

“Oh really?” She purred, slipping across the room to stand before the king, resting her hands on his strong pecs, feeling the frantic beat of his heart beneath her palms as she pressed her soft stomach into his own. “Why’s that my king?” Thor’s breath hitched at the title. With slightly shaky hands, he tentatively cupped her wide hips, leaving his hands relaxed as if waiting for her to reject him. Y/N smiled up at the god, moving her touch up to his neck.

“I don’t think friends should talk about other friends’…” “Tits.” “Yes that. One should not talk about their friends’ things.” She hummed like she was thinking for a moment, then buried her fingers in Thor’s long hair, yanking his face down to her eye level. “Well then, it’s a good thing we aren’t friends.” “We’re not?” Thor sounded genuinely confused and hurt but Y/N continued. “We’re not about to be.”

She surged forward and their lips met in a passionate kiss, which he immediately melted into. Her lips tasted like chamomile tea and honey as he pulled her closer to him by her hips, needing every part of her body to be pressed his own. Y/N moaned into his mouth, her lips parting just enough for his tongue to slip inside, deepening the kiss even further. 

When her nails dug into his scalp, he finally released her but kept their faces close, the tips of their noses brushing together. “See, friends don’t kiss like that.” She murmured, not wanting to break the atmosphere that the room had been plunged into. Thor’s mouth turned up in a beautiful smile. “I suppose not. And I suppose that friends do not take other friends to bed to ravish them?” He smirked as her e/c eyes grew darker with lust.

“No they don’t.” She said breathily. “Good because if we are not friends anymore, then that is exactly what I intend to do.” And so without any warning, the god of thunder picked up the smaller woman and threw her down onto her bed. “Prepare yourself my queen for I intend to ruin you.”

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Avengers Preference #7

What they think about having a S/O that’s taller than them.

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Tony

He would not care at all. With his past with women, there were plenty of women who were taller than him and it didn’t affect him one bit, he actually liked it sometimes. Of course, he would crack jokes here and there, “What’s up bean sprout?” “Special delivery for the Jolly Green Giant here,” “What’s the weather like up there? Colder?” If he thought you were upset by it he would stop but overall, your height is one of the least most important things about you so he doesn’t care. 

Steve

When Steve was pre-serum, almost everyone was taller than him so he was just used to it, it was strange for him to be the taller one in most situations. When he meets you and he sees that you’re taller than him, it sort of reminds him of the old days and he’s grateful for that. He knows that you don’t like it being pointed out but he wouldn’t be able to tease you here and there if given the opportunity. He finds it funny to have to ask you to reach things for him. 

Thor

Thor would be in denial that you are human, given how he believes everyone on Earth is shorter than him. He would demand you tell him your ‘true birthright’ but once you proved that you were from Earth he would just be happy to have someone that he could make jokes with about the others being so small, “Look at them, so tiny, it’s almost cute. We could crush them right now, you and I.” Thor would be secretly relieved since it would be easier for you to defend yourself being so tall, people wouldn’t want to mess with you. 

Bruce

Quite a few women that Bruce has met have been taller than him and he didn’t mind, he doesn’t really think about it very much. If you were taller than him, he wouldn’t really notice at first, it’s not the most interesting thing about a person unless you were eight feet tall. He wouldn’t make jokes about it but would laugh when you ask him to be the little spoon, thinking you were joking (although he secretly loves being the little spoon). 

Peter

Peter honestly thinks it’s adorable how you’re so shy about your height and the way you try to seem shorter than what you are. He would want you to feel comfortable about your height because he loves everything about you. He would encourage you to buy heels to make yourself even taller. The only downside is that he hates it when you hold things above your head so that Peter has to jump to get them, he thinks it’s unfair. 

Natasha 

Natasha would like the fact that you’re taller than her, it gives her a sense of safety even though she’s the one in control in your relationship. Even though you’re taller than her, she still wouldn’t let you be the big spoon unless it’s your birthday or you had a nightmare. Natasha doesn’t make you feel bad about your height, she has expressed that she thinks it’s hot more than once. 

Bucky 

Bucky isn’t really used to dating women that are taller than him but in all honesty, he doesn’t mind it. He gets a little annoyed that he can’t put his arm around your shoulders but he settles for holding your waist. He’s strong enough to pick you up and carry you unlike most guys which you love and he wouldn’t like going out in public, but not because he feels ashamed of you but because he knows that you’re insecure about your height. But when you do go out, Bucky doesn’t cover up his arm so he knows that there will be more people staring at him than judging you. 

Loki

Loki doesn’t waste his time worrying about stupid things like height, he doesn’t care if he’s taller or shorter, it doesn’t matter to him. There are more important things to him to worry about that if he is going to be the taller one in the relationship. But if someone makes fun of you for your height, rest assured that they will have an unpleasant visit from Loki for making you feel bad, only he is allowed to tease you. 

Wanda

Wanda doesn’t mind if you’re taller or shorter than her, only that you understand that she is the dominant one in the relationship. She wants to protect you and take care of you no matter if you’re taller than her or not. She finds it amusing that people assume you are the ‘man’ of the relationship because you’re taller than her but you both know that’s not the case. 

Clint

Clint very honestly tells you that he finds it sexy as hell that you’re so tall. He particularly enjoys the fact that when you two hug, his face is so close to your chest. Like Tony, he would lovingly make jokes about your height but not enough to hurt your feelings. In private, he would tell you how sexy he thinks it is that you;re taller than him and would ask you to wear heels so that you’re even taller. 

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Heyy, may I have a headcanon where reader is pleasuring herself with a vibrator and then Thor busts them. At first he’s sceptical of the toy but then noticed the effect it has on them and begins to play (edging, teasing...) ? Thank you Queen ❤️❤️

Here you go my muse 💋

Thor busting in on you pleasuring yourself with sex toy includes:

 -Your loud pants and moans being the reason he enters the room, thinking that something is wrong with you

 -But the sight of you on the bed, legs spread apart and the vibrating toy resting on your drenched sex

 -The sight making him swallow hard as he’s a little jealous but also turned on

 -You grinning mischievously, not planning on stopping as you’re very close to your high

 -“Join me” you weakly beg, your legs shaking and loud pants leaving your delicate lips

 -Thor closing the door behind him and then slowly making his way over to you, not sure how to react to the amazing sight

 -You encouraging him to take the toy and tease you with it

 -Him instantly getting hard and making it his mission to tease you

 -Thor loving how you’re a shivering mess on the bed, all because of the pressure he’s applying on your swollen and sensitive clit

 -Him removing the toy from your clit the second you whimper out that you’re close to cumming

 -You letting out a frustrated cry and begging the God of Thunder to let you cum

 -You begging making his length twitch and throb in his sweats

 -Him replacing the toy with his mouth, loving the taste of you

 -You arching your back, crying out in pure pleasure while he’s devouring you with passion

 -You grinding your hips against his face and almost losing it when he sucks on your clit while sliding two fingers into you

 -“F-Fuck, yes!” you wheeze, intense shivers rolling down your back as you forget everything around you and only focus on Thor

 -Him feeling your walls tighten and then pull away again, loving the daggers you’re shooting at him

 -“Please” you beg through gritted teeth, “Do something”

 -“As you wish, my Queen”

 -Him the taking your breath away by freeing his throbbing thickness and sliding it into you in one quick thrust

 -Your eyes rolling to the back of your head while he starts pounding into you

 -Your inner walls immediately tensing up around him, the delicious knot in the pit of your stomach making you see stars

 -Thor then placing the vibrating toy back on your clit and letting out a loud moan when you finally cum right then and there

 -The vibrating along with Thor’s thickness filling you up over and over again making you almost lose conscious

 -Your inner walls spasming tightly around his length which trigger his own orgasm

 -The two of you shaking and moaning loudly for several minutes before it’s finally over

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To Give Him The World, Chpt.3

Main Characters: Thor x Ellie (original female character)

Summary: Ellie and Thor wake up together and receive an unexpected guest before breakfast. Thor learns to make pancakes.

Warnings/ Content: None really in this chapter. 

Word Count: 1.8k

Author’s Note:  Hello lovelies! Hope you’re all having a good start to your week. I have a serious case of the Monday’s but I’m excited to get this chapter out to ya’ll. I’m going to try and keep posting every other day, the final outline is now 8 chapters + an epilogue. Thank you for reading, I truly appreciate all the love and comments for this fic so far ❤

To Give Him The World, Chapter Three

The sun shone in the bedroom window directly into Ellie’s eyes waking her with a start. She looked around disoriented for a moment until she realized where she was. Thor snored softly, pulling her eyes to him. The morning sun cast a golden glow to his skin and she imagined his hair would have been equally beautiful had it not been so dirty. Memories of the previous day flooded back to her and she smiled to herself. Ellie moved back into his arms to steal a few more minutes of quiet before he woke and they had to start their day. She had just gotten comfortable when she realized he was staring down at her. 

“Good morning.” Thor rumbled. He moved forward to kiss the top of her head in sleepy affection. 

“Morning.” She echoed, “You seem to have slept well.”

“Yes, first time in a long time. I could use more nights like that.” 

“I’m glad. You deserve some rest.” 

“Did you sleep well?” 

“Mmm yes, you make a wonderful pillow.” 

Thor laughed at that and curled his arms around her a little more snugly. For the first time Thor was thankful for his heavier body since it gave Ellie a pleasing spot to sleep. Ellie wiggled, needing to get up to use the bathroom. On her way back she grabbed her cellphone and sent a quick text to Valkyrie letting her know she wouldn’t be in. Ellie resumed her spot in Thor’s arms and they laid quietly together, absently stroking any skin they could reach on one another. Ellie heard her phone ringing but refused to leave the bed to get it, assuring Thor she could just check her voicemail once they got up. 

A few minutes later a loud bang came from inside the cottage followed by Valkyrie’s yell. “Odinson! Where are you, you bastard?” she bellowed.

Thor and Ellie’s eyes met, both surprised and a little guilty. They could hear Valkyrie stomping around the cottage and Ellie pulled the blanket up over her head, feebly trying to hide against Thor’s side. The bedroom door opened with another bang and Valkyrie stood holding onto the door jams on both sides. She lived up to her namesake, looking every bit an avenging Valkyrie ready for battle. 

“What in the name of the Allfather have you done now?” She demanded. 

Thor tried his best to play dumb, “Good morning to you too, Valkyrie. Now, what are you talking about?” 

“You know what I’m talking about. Don’t tell me you cleaned this place yourself. Ellie came over to clean and make sure you were alive yesterday. Sweet girl, short, blonde, curvy. Now she texts me that she’s not coming in today and isn’t picking up my calls. This has you written all over it.”

“I have done nothing untoward to that girl. She did a wonderful job cleaning while I napped yesterday.”

“Really, Odinson? Because she didn’t go home last night. And there seems to be an Ellie sized lump next to you in that bed.” 

Thor looked down, guilty. 

Ellie gave herself up, knowing it was inevitable. “Hi Valkyrie” she gave a small wave as she emerged from the covers. 

Valkyrie threw her hands up, exasperated. “Really, Odinson? You couldn’t leave this poor girl alone? And what now, you’ve sexed her brain away and into spending the day in your bed?” 

Thor did his best to look offended but he wanted to laugh at his friend’s outrage. “If only I possessed such powers. Did you know Ellie and I grew up together on Asgard?”

“You know this oaf?” Valkyrie turned her wrath on a startled looking Ellie.

“Yes, my mother ran the palace kitchens. We played together as children.” Ellie admitted. 

“So that’s why you jumped at the chance to come see him. I wondered why you were so excited to go clean but honestly you were the best bet. The others would have been bitches about it. How bad was it when you arrived? It looks spotless now.”

“It wasn’t... terrible.” Ellie lied and Valkyrie saw right through it.

“Yeah, sure it wasn’t.” Valkyrie pointed a finger at Thor, “You know the deal big guy. You take care of this place and yourself or you’re out. I’m not going to have you self destructing up here again.”

“Yes, I’m quite aware.” Thor grumbled, “And I’m doing just fine. Never better now that Ellie and I have reconnected. She was going to teach me how to make pancakes before you so rudely interrupted our morning.” 

“Yeah, sure ‘making pancakes’. I’ll leave you two be, but Ellie I will need you back on Monday.” 

“Not a problem boss. I’ll see you then.” Ellie assured her. 

“I’m off. You two behave yourselves.”  Valkyrie headed out without a goodbye and Ellie rolled over, hiding her face against Thor’s chest. 

“We got in trouble.” She giggled. 

Thor’s chest shook with a laugh, “She can be terrifying when she wants to be. But she let me keep you so I consider this a win.” 

“Mmm, agreed. Did you really want to learn how to make pancakes?”

“Yes, of course. Ready to get up?” 

Ellie nodded and pulled herself away from Thor begrudgingly. She stretched as she stood up and Thor couldn’t help but enjoy the way the shirt pulled up exposing more of her thighs. He wished it was just a little shorter so he could have a glimpse of her well rounded bottom as well. Ellie turned to catch him staring and his cheeks heated in embarrassment. 

“Enjoying the view?” She teased. 

Thor coughed, clearing his throat before he could speak, “Ahh… yes, I am. I hope you’re not offended.” 

Ellie shook her head. “Not at all. I’m enjoying the view from over here as well.”

Thor looked down and realized he was shirtless and the color drained from his face. It was one thing under the covers in the dark of night, but in daylight his self consciousness grew once again. 

Ellie noticed his reaction and could guess at the thought process going on in his head. “Thor,” she drew out his name slowly, cautiously, as she walked around the bed to stand in front of him. “Don’t get lost in those thoughts, okay?”

Thor’s beautiful mismatched eyes met hers, his uncertainty clear. 

She pressed both of her palms against his chest and he inhaled sharply. Ellie continued, “I like what I see Thor. Truly, I do. If I had to pick a perfect type, your body would be it.”

“But… why?” Thor was at a loss, years of self loathing clouding his judgement. 

“I don’t know. I like what I like. It’s like asking someone why they prefer chocolate ice cream over vanilla. It’s a preference.” 

“And I am your chocolate ice cream?”

“You are a chocolate sundae with sprinkles on top.” Ellie went up on her tiptoes to pull Thor down into a deep kiss. 

Thor groaned a little at her words and the kiss. “I’m glad then.” And he was. It was going to take time and Thor wasn’t sure he would ever really be comfortable in his own skin again but he liked pleasing Ellie. Her enjoyment of his body made it a little harder to hate it himself. Thor’s stomach growled and Ellie raised an eyebrow at the sound, “Come on you.” She pulled at his hand, “Pancake time.”

Thor resisted the urge to put on a shirt and followed. Ellie was moving around the kitchen as if it were her own. Thor watched her pull out the ingredients and supplies, setting everything up on the counter top. “Okay, this is pretty simple.” She began, handing him the box. Thor was entranced watching Ellie move around with such ease and grace, as if she was dancing. He listened attentively as she explained how to measure ingredients and how to mix things without making a total mess. Thor did his best but still ended up covering himself, and then her, with a dusting of pancake mix. He winced as the air cleared waiting for her to scold him as he was doing to himself mentally. Instead she laughed and wiped her hands down her shirt. “We’re going to need a shower after this.” She told him. 

Thor let out a relieved breath, “I suppose we will. I’m sorry about that.”

“Don’t be, it happens. Cooking can be messy work. Hang on though, I’ll get you a towel to brush yourself off.” 

Ellie returned with a checkered dish towel and Thor tried to wipe the pancake mix off his chest and belly. He had been sweating a little and it didn’t all come off much to his dismay. 

Ellie took note of his forming distress, “We can take a shower later. The pan is hot, let’s just get moving on this.” 

Ellie patiently walked Thor through the steps to measure and pour the batter on the hot pan, and then how to flip it over. After the first one Ellie had him give it a try and after four misshapen, too raw, too burnt, and then completely collapsed pancakes, Thor flipped one perfect golden round disc over. Ellie gave a cheer and high fived him. Thor beamed under her praise as he flipped the pancake onto the waiting plate. The next one wasn’t as perfect but Ellie was a patient teacher and by the time the last of the batter was used Thor had become proficient at making them. Thor divided the pancakes between two plates and handed one to Ellie. She joined him at the small wooden kitchen table and they started in on their creations. 

Ellie gave up halfway through, the stacks they’d made were huge and she couldn’t even come close to finishing. Thor eyed up her plate and Ellie could tell he was still hungry as he took the last bite of his own. She pushed her plate to Thor, not wanting him to have to awkwardly ask when his inner dialogue seemed less than kind. 

“I really shouldn’t.” Thor rubbed his stomach self consciously but didn't look away from the food. 

“Thor, if you’re still hungry you can have them. I’m not going to judge you.” She said calmly. 

Thor still looked conflicted but his hunger finally won out and he accepted the offered plate. “I am. And they’re so good.” He admitted quietly. 

Ellie smiled at his sheepish admission. She stood up to take his plate and started loading the dishwasher while Thor quickly polished off the last of her pancakes. He handed her the empty plate and she added it to the rest of the load. 

“I could have done that.” Thor said giving Ellie’s shoulder a rub. 

“I know. But just let me take care of you a little, okay? I enjoy it.”

“You’re going to spoil me.” 

“Oh absolutely. You deserve it too. Now, we need a shower.”

“Do you want to go first?” 

Thor was missing her point and Ellie groaned internally, “Or we could save water and take one together?” 

Thor was caught between anxiety over being fully naked and raging desire to see all of Ellie’s perfect body. Desire won out in the end. “Well, we wouldn’t want to waste water.”

Tag list lovelies: @thorfanficwriter @lancsnerd

[ao3feed-janefoster]

Loki AU: Bestest friend in the realm!

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by Wittysunflower

In the enchanting realm of Asgard, amidst trials and adventures, a beautiful and enduring love story unfolded between Loki, the God of Mischief, and (y/n), the one who captured his heart. From childhood friends to inseparable companions!

Words: 4070, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Loki Laufeyson, Thor (Marvel), Thor Odinson, Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Sif (Marvel), Original Characters

Relationships: Loki x chubby reader, loki laufeyson x chubby reader, loki x curvy reader, loki laufeyson x curvy reader, loki x plus size reader, loki laufeyson x plus size reader, loki x midsize reader, loki laufeyson x midsize reader

Additional Tags: Curvy Reader, plus size reader, Chubby Reader, Domestic Fluff, Blood and Violence, mid size reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/KS0gqZs

[ao3feed-thor]

Loki AU: Bestest friend in the realm!

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7okh09Q

by Wittysunflower

In the enchanting realm of Asgard, amidst trials and adventures, a beautiful and enduring love story unfolded between Loki, the God of Mischief, and (y/n), the one who captured his heart. From childhood friends to inseparable companions!

Words: 4070, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Loki Laufeyson, Thor (Marvel), Thor Odinson, Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Sif (Marvel), Original Characters

Relationships: Loki x chubby reader, loki laufeyson x chubby reader, loki x curvy reader, loki laufeyson x curvy reader, loki x plus size reader, loki laufeyson x plus size reader, loki x midsize reader, loki laufeyson x midsize reader

Additional Tags: Curvy Reader, plus size reader, Chubby Reader, Domestic Fluff, Blood and Violence, mid size reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7okh09Q

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۶ৎ marvel .ᐟ

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bucky barnes

tony stark

thor odinson

loki laufeyson

matthew murdock

peter parker

james "logan" howlett

natasha romanov

wanda maximoff

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[samwilsonsbabymama]

Imagine

Post Endgame Thor giving you an attitude adjustment for the first time because you've been bratty and deliberately pushing his buttons because you've always gotten away with it but he's had enough with the back talk and the teasing and so he just pulls you over his knee and wears that ass out until you're a bumbling mess apologizing and begging for forgiveness and when he stops you think he's done but he just smirks and tells you that he's only just begun.