#uncle thor

[irondadfics]

Hiiiiii I'm back ;)

Do you have list for fics where the trope is avengers as a family but with thor? I've found some but some of it dont really have Thor in it and its honestly disappointing🥹, I genuinely just want an uncle Thor and peter duo and Thor would meet him the first time then be like" you are son of spiders? " And peter would be mesmerized and confused lol. ( I keep seeing drawings of peter and Thor in Pinterest and I NEED more pls🥲)

here are some

Wish that You Were Here by elsiebee

Thor scene is in Chapter 5

Five times Peter got help from one of the Avengers. (:://Peter is Pepper and Tony's biological child, and the Avengers are a giant extended family)

Kidnapped by a God (Sort Of) by LibBy_998

Thor “borrows” Peter for a quick trip to Asgard, but neglects one small detail: telling Tony. Now, the Avengers are scrambling to rescue a kid who doesn’t even know he’s missing.

The Long Weekend by inkinmyheartandonthepage

“Mr Thor, sir?” Peter asked as he trailed after the God through the city.  “Yes, young Stark?” Thor boomed.  “Umm, yeah, about Mr. Stark,” Peter said. “What time was he expecting me home?”  Or  In which Thor takes Peter to Asgard but forget to let Stark know

No Sharks! by chvotic

Peter paused his panic, whirling around to look over at the ocean. Tony shared a look with Thor, who just looked confused. Did he even know what a shark was? Come on, Thor wasn't that stupid. Or, in which, Tony let's Peter watch the movie Jaws and Thor is just confused.

The Avengers vs The Peter Factor by  midnightwolf2192

Thor is in Chapter 11

No one could ever guess that The Avengers would fall to something known as The Peter Factor. This story tells of how each and every Avenger became wrapped around Peter Parker's finger without Peter even being aware of it.

[redrydersrequiem]

The Raven and the vampire

Chapter 1

This is a Twilight and marvel mashup, the daughter of loki finds her soulmate in jasper Cullen and the twists and turns it will take them both

As of 11/21/24 i've redone this story it is no longer a reader insert. I want to thank everyone who liked the original and hope you like the updated version more, this was my first ever fic and i've slowly grown as a writer so everyone enjoy

It begins like every other day on Asgard, sunny and golden, gilded with light, as the sounds of a baby’s wails break the silence of the healing wing. Loki paces back and forth, waiting to be with his wife and newborn. The doors swing open, and an attendant comes forward. 

“You may enter your highnes. Your wife and child are all cleaned up and waiting for you.”. Brushing past the attendant, Loki heads straight for the figure sitting against the backboard of the green silk bed.

“My darling, how are you? How do you feel? Do you need anything? Are you hung/…’.. 

“/Loki, calm down. I'm perfectly fine.  A little tired, but it was all worth it to finally meet our daughter.”

“it’s a girl?” 

“Yes, my son,”  comes the voice of Frigga, queen of Asgard, as she walks over to the bed with a wrapped bundle in her arms. “She is a beautiful baby princess, and here she is, ready to meet her parents.” Walking to the new parents with a bundle of green and gold cloth in her hands, Frigga handed the new princess to her mother.  

The baby was a light blue with raised markings prominent on her body, tufts of deep black hair crowning her head, and scarlet eyes opened to take in her parents. Lady Sigyn didn't even pause at the baby’s coloring,  long since having broken Loki of thinking himself a monster due to his heritage. 

“She is half Jotun as we expected, but her body should adjust to the environment soon just as her father did,” Frigga states, noticing her son had yet to say anything as he simply stared at his daughter's small form resting in his beloved's arms, slowly offering his finger to the baby girl. Skin turning blue as the babe gripped it in her tiny hands.

“She’s beautiful,” 

“Yes, she is, oh, Loki look,”

The new parents watched as scarlet eyes gave way to white with beautiful amethyst irises, skin turning a beautiful pale like her father's with a dashing of freckles like her mother's.  

“She looks like you, my love, beautiful dark hair.” 

“She looks like the both of us, a perfect blend.

What shall she be named my dears. Frigga asks softly. The new parents look at each other eyes speaking where their voices could not

Go ahead my love. Sigyn states handing the babe to Loki

Her name shall be Elara. Elara Frigga Lokidottir, Princess of Asgard. Our  little raven.”

Eight hundred years have passed, and the young princess has blossomed into a woman of grace and beauty. Like her father and grandmother before her, she is a mage, as well as a warrior in her own right. How could she not be, with private training from an actual Valkyrie, not to mention her aunt and uncle— The goddess of war and the god of thunder (who is affectionately referred to as the "god of sparkles")

Through many trials and tribulations, she has grown. Throughout her life, she has been surrounded by love—seeing it in her parents' faces as they look at each other, her baby brother's eyes as he babbles up at her, and the warmth of her grandparents, uncle, and many others. She has also heard countless stories of love that were never discovered and tragic tales of love found only to be lost. 

“Mother, father, I've done it.” Elara omimite as she bursts into her parent's sitting room. 

Sigyn was sitting on the floor with the twins as they had tummy time, while Loki was next to her, legs crossed at the ankle, reading a book to the two of them. Both looked up as their oldest came into the room.

`What is that, my little raven?” 

“ Father, I've completed the spell to find my soulmate.” 

“Soulmate? Spell? Darling, what are you talking about? You're still so young. You shouldn’t be worried about that yet.”

“Mother, you and father were only 200 years older than me when you both finally married, and much younger than that the first time you met, you started frolicking with each other. Uncle Thor has told me as such. Besides, I'm ready. I want to have what all of you have, especially before I'm used as a pawn to help diplomatic affairs.”

At this, Loki stands, embarrassing his daughter and ushering her into the lounge between him and her mother. Though Elara had grown 800 years in Asgard, it only made her about 18- 20 in human terms. And yes, she was old enough to start being courted. He selfishly thought that time wouldn't come for much longer. His wife's voice breaks him of his 

“My little raven, we would never allow the Allfather or anyone else to use you as a pawn, you know that, right?

“You can try, Mother, but we never know what the future holds, and I don't want to wait anymore. Besides, Father is the one who gave me the idea to begin with.”

“Loki, why am I not surprised you are somehow involved with our daughter trying to leave?” 

“Dear, it will all be fine. I would want nothing to harm our little raven, but she is right; now we are at peace, but that can easily change. I want her to be able to choose her path instead of others doing it for her.” 

“And it not just to spurn the Allfather.” 

“While that is always a bonus, no, Mother even agreed with me. Our little princess is grown, whether we like it or not; now go ahead, love, tell us what you’ve discovered,” Loki states as he kisses his wife, soothing her while gesturing to Elara to carry on.

“ Mother?”

Sigyn pinches her mouth, looking between her mischievous husband and equally energetic eldest. 

“Fine, I will go along with you and your father's plans, but I wish to be there when the spell is cast and part of the travel discussions.”

“Absolutely, Mother, I can do the spell now; I just need the maps of the realms.”

Loki summons all the maps he's collected over the years, including a globe of Earth, and sets them up for his daughter when a thought occurs to him.

“Odin forbid this adventure; send you to Midgard.”

“Loki, we will support whoever it is and wherever it takes her. Besides, if you didn’t want her to go away, you shouldn’t have helped her make the spell to begin with.” 

“Your words cut deep, my love. I simply hoped for her future match to be here in Asgard.” 

“As you’ve said, my dear. Now, sweetie, let's proceed with this event.” 

The maps of the realms litter the giant green carpet. In front of Elara, she sets the small golden bowl with the spells and concoctions as she draws the needed ruins.

“So I modified a spell to find a lost item and a spell to show your heart's desire, combining the two with a complicated magic circle. I should be able to find my soulmate”, 

“Very impressive, little raven” 

“Thank you, Father,” Elara says before beginning. 

Purple magic flows from her fingers toward the bowl. The power quickly spreads out, forming a magic circle, and as soon as it is complete, a bright, pulsing light shoots up. 

The light dances around Elara and her parents several times before shooting to the maps.

“It's working!” Sigyn happily claps in awe, watching her daughter work.

Pulsing around the realms maps, the light simply hoovers before shooting for the Midgardian globe, encasing it insistently. 

“Oh joy, my daughter's soulmate is a Midgardian.”

“Honestly, I think it serves you right, Loki,” Sigyn states, picking at her husband and his distaste for Midgardians, “but you don’t even know who or what this midgarden is. Who knows, they could be gifted like our dear Wanda.”

“Yes, my darling,” Loki says as he collapses on the nearest couch.

“Well, go on, my little raven, let's see where in Midgard you will be visiting.”

Walking over to the globe, Elara peers over to what small words have now been illuminated.

“It’s a place called….. Forks, Washington.”

@reblogspostedheresoogcanbeclear @notwithawhimper @steh-lar-uh-nuhs @xcharlottemikaelsonx

[iwasmadetobeasoldier]

Somewhere in Stark Tower...

Sandy: * leans against Sam and Bucky's door, holding up an empty bag of doritos* "Seriously, guys?? You ate them all??"

Sam and Bucky: *pointing at each other* "HE DID IT"

Sandy: *unimpressed* "I didn't ask who did it, lads. What part about the bright red note that says 'Sandy's-DO NOT EAT'???"

Sam: Do you have proof? *smirking *

Sandy: "....If you two werent so cute, I'd punch you both right in the jaw."

Bucky: *smirking* "Sure, you would."

Sandy: "Don't tempt me, Bucko. I know Uncle Thor didn't do it, he's the one who showed it to me."

Sam: "THOR, YOU TRAITOR!"

Bucky: "Can we go smack him?"* to Sandy*

Sandy: "Guys, no.*laughing*"

@realcaptainfalcon

@buckybarnesoffical

[ro-bottt]

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[cosmosrebellion]

Shout out to fat men who could fold me like laundry. Gotta be one of my favorite genders.

[head-empty-river]

i doubt there's gonna be a season 3 tbh. and i think if they end it well, the story should end here. i feel like they've been through enough. i want them to raise mobius' kids together in relative peace. maybe loki reconnects with thor and they move to ride jet skis on the lake of their little coastal town. thor is a great uncle, and it pulls him out of his depression to see that his brother is alive and filled with hope for the future from how much loki has grown. though i doubt it'll end this well, they deserve to be happy dammit.

Ok, I've got it. Ideal ending of season 2 for my shipping soul is to have Loki and Mobius kiss during one of the loops ( to Natalie Holt's "Lokius" track ), Loki telling Mobius he loves him before having to restart things again, this time successfully.

And season 3 would be all about Loki and Mobius working together with the audience aware they're in love but Loki keeping what happened to himself because he does not want to privy Mobius of the choice to go back to his own timeline when everything is fixed.

[royalcommunistthor]

Loki is the type who would rather drown or kill Thor than share him with anyone else. I strongly believe he'd even kill another Loki if they got too close to his Thor. They made this point clear when he had a long-term feud with that baby alligator Loki before they eventually got along. I kind of dig this type of lunatic behavior in fiction.

Loki would fight his own shadow if Thor looked at it for too long.

One thing I really wish we'd hone in on is how FUCKING WEIRD loki would get about thor adopting a child of his enemy. Loki foaming at the mouth, watching a little kid get spoiled rotten by Thor: OI!! THAT'S *MY* MOMMY!!

he would not be above throwing hands with a 10 year old.

[bespectacled-bookwyrm]

Kirby, Dedede, and Bandana Dee: We have everything under control!

Meta Knight, still reading his book: Is that why everything's on fire?

[sk1bidi-n1k0-e4ts-people]

i'm still here // dad!thor odinson x daughter!reader

!!!ENDGAME SPOILERS!!!

Summary: your brought back after 5 years...

Warnings: literally a single cuss word from rocket, fear of being alone, crying, character death mentioned, overall fluff,

Age: 16

A/N: hope yall like this one too 🥰

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You felt weightless, like you were floating. You gained physical consciousness soon after this. You were laying flat on your back on the forest floor, arms curled up as if you were trying to hold something.

You sat up and looked around to see more avengers also confused. You looked around and realized, your dad wasn't there like he was before you passed out.

"Dad?" You whimpered out, trying to find him. You whipped your head around as you heard sparkling behind you.

"Who the h3ll are you?" Rabbit asked (srry i love calling him that)

"Come on its been five years, we...the avengers need you" strange told you all. You blinked at him a few times in confusion, "its been how long!?" You shouted, eyes wide.

Strange helped you up and you all fell into the portal.

You had just started fighting the alien dogs. Not knowing what to do. You soon found yourself outnumbered by these dogs. You were trying to get them away but it did nothing.

You were pinned on the ground, they kept trying to get to you but tony flew by and blasted them for you. "Thanks!" You yelled at him, he nodded in response before flying off to the distance.

You stood up to brush yourself off, and your father was standing a few feet away from you, just staring in shock.

You gasped as you made eye contact with him, tears welled up in his eyes.

He pulled you Into a strong hug quickly. He squeezed you so hard you thought you might d!e.

He pulled away to look at your face, he let out a sad chuckle as he looked at you, innocently looking back up at him.

He held you to his chest as he sobbed. Yes, your father always acted like nothing and no one could make him cry, or even make him emotional. But when it came to you, he was a verryyy delicate flower.

"Im still here." He whispered to you.

He had lost everyone in his life, his mother, his father, his brother, his best friend, his lover, and the one person he couldn't let go of, You. But you, unlike anyone, came back to him. And healed his broken heart. He was the only person you had as well, after losing your uncle and watching it happen before your eyes hurt like no other.

Another space dog ran at you two and tony, once again, swept past and blasted it. "Second time! Not helping you anymore" he quickly spoke before flying away.

"We should help" you told thor. "Yes, we should" he smiled sadly, finally having something in life.

You both continued to fight together. You looked to your left after a while, to see tony, on his knees, with the stones.

Tony acted like your father when thor wasn't around, he was also your best-est friend, other then thor. Even once accidentally calling him dad. And though he would always deny it, he saw you as his daughter.

You gasped and covered your mouth as he said the words, "i.... am.. iron man" and snapped. You ran over to him immediately, Peter got to him before you. He sobbed out a small, pained "tony..." you held him as he cried.

You were the first one to Kneel before tony, a helpless tiny human, had saved the universe on his own. Everyone followed your actions.

You sobbed for days after this tragic event, your dad had to hold you up on his funeral because you were crying so much.

"Im still here" thor muttered to you as he held you close too him. It took a while to get over but eventually, it happened.

You found out through pepper that you and peter were the god parents for morgan 😭 thor was with every step of your healing, he thought leaving your side was a bad idea. Or he just missed you over the years lol.

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[aheckinmess]

Lucky Lexicon & Papa's Pop Tarts

(Part 1 of Apotelesma - a child of Thor fluff collection.)

Read on AO3.

Tags: Original Child Character(s), Thor Odinson, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Avenger's Tower, Tony Stark, Loki Odinson, Thor is a Good Dad, Tony is a Good Uncle, Loki is a Good Uncle, OC Has Her Father's Spirit, And Loki's Sass, Gods Help Them, Overall General Cuteness, Fluff, and All Those Sweet Things

Word Count: 776 words

Summary: While Thor is out on a mission, his daughter Dalia must entertain herself in the Tower. Soon, a hungry belly prompts her to ask Uncle Tony for a favorite treat she inherited from her father: Pop Tarts!

Chapter 1: Lucky Lexicon & Papa's Pop Tarts

Tiny little feet pace in tiny little circles. Dalia sighs and returns to her coloring project. She scribbles and scrubs a heavy blue across the horizon of her paper until her tummy roars to announce its vacancy.

“Uncah Tonyyyyy…” She looks over to the genius billionaire, who’s bent over a glowing hologram. “Is Daddy on the way home yet?”

“No, Dollie. I told you he’ll get here when he gets here.” 

“But I’m hungry!”

“JARVIS, what do we have to eat for the little stinker?” He snaps his fingers and the hologram scatters.

“Currently, you’ve got an array of fruits and berries… ” Dalia zones out until one very important word tantalizes her taste buds. “ ...Pop Tarts–”

“I want Pop Tarts!” Dalia raves, rushing over and reaching up for her favorite uncle.

Tony frowns as he pulls her into his arms. “Hold on, sweetness. JARVIS, is it the last box?”

“Yes, sir.” 

“Sweetheart, we might want to hold off on the Pop Tarts for now. Your dad loves eating them after a mission…and he eats a lot.”

“He’d let me have some.” Dalia says matter-of-factly. “I’m his little princess!”

Tony chuckles and sets her on his hip to whip out his phone for a Pop Tart order. It’s more likely that Thor will return before the order arrives, but Dalia might wait longer with the anticipation that more are on the way.

“I tell you what, little princess. If you can wait ten more minutes and your dad isn’t back, I’ll let you have a Pop Tart. Sound good?” 

Dalia’s young face contorts as she considers his compromise, and then she wiggles one foot. “Fine. But you gotta pinky swear!”

Tony smiles and links his pinky with hers. “Scout’s honor, kiddo. Now, go play and wait for your daddy.”

Nine minutes pass when the door opens. 

Thor’s lumbering figure doesn’t even make it all the way through the threshold before Dalia tackles into his sturdy legs.

“Daddy, you’re back! Can I have some Pop Tarts?”

Thor’s laughter rumbles through the Tower.

“There’s only one box left, so we were trying to wait for you to come back before we let her lay waste to the remaining population.” Tony teases. “Although you made it here a minute before reinforcements arrived.”

 “Ah, then that means we still have the final box to share.” His tickling stubble brushes Dalia’s cheek as he lifts her into his arms. “That’s my girl! Let’s go finish off what’s left together.”

“Yeah!” Dalia pumps her fist. “Then I can grow big and strong like you, Daddy! And I’ll fight off the big bad guys!”

“That you will, my little warrior.”

Thor digs out the familiar blue box and juggles Dalia in one arm while he rips open the crinkly packaging of their favorite snack. In seconds, sugar frosting and strawberry jelly dots Dalia’s face.

Once she sighs with a full belly, Thor grabs a paper towel to wipe her face, drawing squeals from her chest as he swirls the napkin around and then pinches her cheeks. 

“Your turn!” Dalia takes the napkin, being much more serious and delicate in her attempts. “There’s so many crumbs in your beard, Daddy. Your face is sullied!”

“Sullied, huh? Who taught you such big words?” He guides her hands to get the final remains.

“Uncah Lucky. We did painting before he had to go. He said I sullied my shirt. He said that means dirty!” She finishes cleaning and then squirms out of his arms to throw away the trash. “He’s real smart! He says I can be smart just like him, too.”

Thor smiles, ready to encourage her, before a thoughtful look comes over his face. Dalia’s lips turn into a frown.

“I can be smart, too, can’t I, Daddy?”

And suddenly Thor’s arms toss Dalia into the air as he laughs, catches her, and then hugs her close. 

“Of course you can, my love. But I don’t want you to be as strong as me, or as smart as Loki.  I want you to be as strong or as smart as yourself . If you end up smarter or stronger, it'll just be an added bonus. But, don’t look to us for comparison.”

“Well, why not?”

“Your dear old dad has learned a thing or two,” He chuckles, weaving his fingers through Dalia’s hair. “If you compare yourself to others, you might find that you’re growing into someone entirely different than yourself.”

“Oh.” She looks out the window as they walk towards the living area. “Well…I guess that's okay. But I still wanna be strong and smart!”

“With a determination like yours, I know you will be.”

[teh-nos]

but what if sylvie marries the hot valkyrie and now she is queen of new asgard by marriage

[serien-grl-22]

Rick Riordanverse

I never thought that the character I relate to the most is a depressed sheep called Otis, but I guess uncle Rick makes everything possible.

[trustrage]

Concerning Lo.ki and children: I have discussed this before but I'm gonna expand. I do not think he wants any of his own, mainly because of his self-hatred towards finding out he's jotun. Prior to that it might've been a consideration but it was never a hard yes or no.

He's not really the type to coo or baby talk. He will talk to a child like he will with an adult. He is definitely nicer to them than adults and gives them more patience because he knows they are young and still learning. It's adults, mainly incompetent ones that he has a shorter fuse with.

[beardedmrbean]

[patemi-pk]

New Infinity Dime variant for D23, by Esas Ribic.

I like it, it is a departure from classic Disney, but it's in no way an uncanny valley one (as too many of the others). It could be an Howard the duck style.

[wanderingmind867]

Rest in Peace, Randolph Chase. Since nobody seems to eulogize you in the book (although I technically still have 40 pages left and i'm writing this based on that), I'm now going to do it for you. Rest in Peace, Randolph Chase. You were a good man. A smart man. A man who loved his family. You just shot too high, reaching for a world and a sword that wasn't yours to claim. You lost everything trying to find the truth. The mortals called you crazy. Your family died thinking you were crazy. You lost everything, and it broke you.

No wonder you stopped caring about your nephew and niece, your younger siblings and their families. You had no more care left to give. You had lost all in the pursuit of knowledge, and your heart had blackened and turned to stone. In your last few years, you lived as you would eventually die: aiding and abetting a treacherous deity, suffering humiliation and indignity all in hopes of seeing your wife and daughters again. You died a broken man; a man of great humanity.

They will call you dishonourable, but that is an offense to the good name of Randolph Chase. You were a historian, a family man, a man who saw through the veil between worlds. You were smart and clever and kind and caring. But you lost it all when you lost your family. And in the end, you would die freeing Loki, turning to dust as the skofnung sword consumed you. It was a horrible way to die, but you still embodied the human spirit. The way that grief can consume a man and leave him a shell of what he once was.

Goodbye, Randolph. I pray that Hela keeps a warm room in her halls for you. I would like to think your wife and daughters are there too. As is your sister, Natalie. All of you died and were abandoned by Valhalla or Folkvanger. But Helheim is open to all. So…enjoy your rest in the Halls of Hel. It can't be any worse than Valhalla.

PS: I still have around 10 pages left in the Hammer of Thor, so I brought two books to school today. But still, I never really felt Randolph got the proper send-off in the pages I read yesterday. So my post still stands, I think.