#chris hemsworth character

[the-iceni-bitch]

Darling, You Killed Me

Relationship: rock god!Thor x college!male reader (eventual CEO!Carol Danvers x reader teased)

Words: ~4.6 k

Summary: Meeting your celebrity crush goes much better than you had planned.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (m/m sex, m receiving blowjob, protected anal sex, maybe unrealistic size kink, multiple orgasms, feminization, minor degradation), male reader, tall reader, athletic reader, age gap, meet cute, SMUT! 18+ ONLY!!

A/N: It’s pride y’all! This month I’m gonna be doing my best to celebrate all my fave queer couples and also introduce you guys to some new ones! And we are starting things out with perhaps the biggest bang possible by introducing you guys to rockstar Thor and all the goodness that comes with it.

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“”Wait, Yel!” You laughed a little louder than you normally would when the tiny blonde kept dragging you further forward through the crowd, still feeling a pleasant buzz from all the alcohol you had to drink before you arrived at the concert venue. “We’re missing Kate. And Wanda and Pietro.”

“They’re already at the front with Peter and Shawn.” Yelena squeezed your hand and grinned at you over her shoulder as she kept pulling you after her. “C’mon, spike. What good is having a giant for a friend if you don’t use your height to make people move out of my way?”

“Excuse me for being polite… sorry!” You shrugged uncomfortably when you bumped someone with your elbow, waving when you finally saw Kate bouncing on her toes with the rest of your group right by the stage. “Everyone is gonna hate me for blocking the view.”

“They’ll get over it.” She jumped to kiss you on the cheek then gave Kate a hug. “I’m so bummed Johnny couldn’t come but this is fucking amazing. Maybe we’ll get some spit on us.”

“You’re so weird.” Peter shook his head and beamed at Yelena as he leaned on Wanda’s shoulder. “But I’d let Fandral step on me, so what do I know?”

Everyone started to ramp up to debate who the hottest member of Aesir was, but then the stadium lights went down and the spotlights illuminated the stage and the crowd seemed to hold its breath.

Smoke filled the stage and a single, mournful note from a guitar wavered through the air at the same time the deep throb of a bass drum’s beat began and the crowd went fucking insane. Yel basically climbed you until her legs were wrapped around your waist and she was screaming in your ear when the shadows of five people appeared through the fog. Not that you minded, since you were whooping right along with her.

The guitar started to speed up and everyone got even louder when they recognized the opening notes of “Darling, You Killed Me.” Flashing lights lit up Sif first on the drums, a grin on her face as she spun her sticks through her fingers and winked at the crowd then started drilling out a heavy rhythm that you could feel in your chest. Next was Volstagg on bass, his thick red hair kept away from his face in a braid that swayed with his movements as he started plucking out a rhythm. Then came Hogun on keys, a soaring melody washing over everyone when he began to play. After Hogun, Fandral was illuminated, flicking a blonde curl out of his eyes with a toss of his head and beaming wickedly at the frenzied masses as he gave them a thoroughly dramatic strum of his guitar.

And then, finally, a trio of golden spotlights focused on the lonely mic in the middle of the stage and a sweet, low voice greeted the crowd as the god of a front runner for maybe the biggest band in the world was revealed to the crowd.

“Well, hello there New York. I’m Thor and this is Aesir. How are you all doing tonight?”

Judging from the absolutely wild and unhinged shrieks that filled the air, along with what you were pretty sure were several pairs of panties and a few bras, the answer to that question was insane and horny.

But who could blame them? Every single member of the band was like a god, mysterious and otherworldly and charming in all their leather and metal, with intricate braids in their hair and tattoos covering their skin. Just the chance to touch one of their boots had the throng of fans behind you pressing you into the stage until Yelena and Pietro gave them a pair of intimidating looks.

As gorgeous and unattainable as the rest of the band was, the main object of everyone’s attention and obsession was definitely the massive, built, gorgeous lead singer and guitarist, Thor. He was the only thing you could look at, that deep voice making you shiver and your dick get half hard every time his eyes seemed to focus on you.

Which was such a weird thought. He couldn’t see you. He couldn’t see anything with all those lights on him. You were just way too drunk and maybe a little moony from being this close to your biggest celebrity crush.

All through the rest of the show you just kept watching him, smiling like a goddamn lunatic until your cheeks ached. It was probably… no, it was definitely the best night of your life, with all of your friends who seem to be just as giddy as you. You all were smiling and shouting nonsense at each other that none of you could hear over the music and the screaming crowd until the lingering notes of the last song died out and the arena lights came back up.

“Holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit…” you were starting to freak out as you and your friends made your way backstage, squeezing Yel and Kates’ hands while they dragged you along and giving Shawn a nervous grin when the bodyguard unclipped the velvet rope and let your group past. “I’m gonna fucking throw up.”

“You’re not allowed to throw up unless it’s all over a rock god’s dick, spike.” Kate laughed when you spluttered as your face got unbearably warm. “Just enjoy yourself, make some memories to tide you over when you have to go back to writing your damn thesis on Monday.”

You shrugged uncomfortably but couldn’t say anything because all of a sudden they were there. More specifically, HE was there.

It felt like your tongue was too big for your mouth and your jaw was about to hit the floor as you just stood there dumbfounded while you watched the most famous people you’d ever seen in your life greet Yelena and ask about her sister like it was no big deal. You must’ve looked like a moron with your mouth hanging open, not even managing to get yourself even a little bit under control by the time Yel started to introduce everyone, you barely even registered it when she said your name.

“You’re lucky you even got to see him.” Yelena was still talking about you, but all you could focus on was the way Thor’s eyes were practically boring into yours before you dropped your gaze to the floor with a nervous titter. “Always so busy with grad school or volleyball practice, had to drag him here tonight.”

“Well we’re so happy you managed.” There was a very large hand pressed to the wall beside your face all of a sudden and it made your breath catch, just barely peeking through your lashes and trying not squeak when those same intense blue eyes were fixed on your face. “I would have been very disappointed if I hadn’t gotten to see your pretty friend, Belova. What do you want to drink, pretty boy?”

“Hmm?” Was he talking to you? Holy shit, he was… what was happening? “Um, beer is fine.”

“Beer it is.” Thor grabbed a newly filled cup out of Volstagg’s hand and ignored the bassist’s offended grunt as he handed it to you. “You’re quite tall.”

“Yeah…” you decided to stare at the bottom of your cup while you chugged its contents to try to settle your nerves, only vaguely aware of the conversation the rest of the group was having when Pietro let out a boisterous laugh.

“Did little Yelena tell you that I have always been particularly fond of tall boys?” The feeling of his fingers gripping your chin and tilting your face up until your eyes were level with his was making you practically vibrate.

“Nu-uh.” Words seemed to escape you at the moment when you saw his gaze drop to your mouth and licked his lips almost obscenely. You also may have dropped your cup.

“Well I do.” Oh shit, his thumb was tracing over your bottom lip and this could not be happening. “You wanna get out of here?”

“Yes! Yes he does!” Yelena and Kate almost tripped over each other when they rushed towards you and tried to shove you into your jacket before you could even think, beaming between you and the rockstar while your mouth worked silently and your eyes bugged out of your head. “Yes you do.”

All you could do was nod enthusiastically then almost swallow your tongue when Thor wrapped his massive arm around your shoulders and started guiding you towards the door, giving your friends a terrified look over your shoulder while they just gave you thumbs up then went back to talking to the rest of the band. Before you even knew what was happening you were outside waiting for the car to show up and looking at Thor with huge eyes as you struggled to come up with something to say.

You didn’t know what the fuck had come over you. You hadn’t even said a full sentence to the man and you were about to get into a towncar with him and let him fuck you… you didn’t even know where you were going. Oh, his home, he just told the driver to take him home, Jesus Christ. Good thing there was a minibar in the back, you needed something to settle yourself down so you could hopefully enjoy what was about to happen to you.

As soon as you had downed and tossed your second mini bottle of tequila his hand was loosely gripping your neck and he was pulling you towards him, his lips finding your ear and sucking on it while you just let out a truly pathetic sounding whimper as you gripped his shoulders. His breath was warm against your neck and the hand that wasn’t wrapped around your throat was insistent on your waist while he pressed your body against the passenger side door. He smelled like cigarette smoke and leather and clean sweat and you had never been more aroused in your entire life.

“You are so sweet for such a big boy.” He licked your jaw and purred when you flung one of your legs over his lap. “You ever sucked a god’s dick before, love?”

This was going to be the death of you. You were ready to sink to the floor right away and bury your face in his crotch while you humped his boot before choking on what you were sure was going to be the most magnificent cock you’d ever seen in your life. The opportunities for you to suck dick were few and far between. Every single date you had saw how big you were and just started calling you daddy and slobbering all over you. It wasn’t fair, you loved sucking cock.

Of course, if this was going to be your only chance to get in bed with a rock god, you were gonna make the absolute most of the opportunity.

“No.” You wound your arms around his neck and batted your eyelashes as you gave a lewd roll of your hips, feeling flushed from the alcohol and especially bold when he growled at you. “And I’m not gonna tonight unless you ask me real nice.”

He froze, blinking slowly as he stared at you and making you feel slightly panicky when he still didn’t say anything while you chewed on your lip. And then he laughed, a beautiful, warm, booming laugh that made him toss his head back and pull you closer while he squeezed your waist. That thunderous sound made you feel so fucking giddy you almost giggled when you buried your face in his neck, at least until he gripped your hair tight and yanked your head back so he could look you in the eyes.

“You sneaky little minx.” Thor grinned when you gasped as he smacked your ass, tutting when you tried to grind into his lap and pouted at him. “Made me think you were so sweet and shy and pliant. I’m gonna have so much fun with you.”

“Maybe, maybe not.” You groaned when he bit your bottom lip and squirmed when you felt more blood rush to your dick. “You have to be sweet first.”

“Do I now?” Thor grabbed your ass again and jiggled it, growling while he bit along your jaw and licked your throat. “I usually save that for after.”

“Hmm, well I want it now.” The limo came to a stop and you kissed the tip of his nose before climbing out, groaning when his massive hand wrapped around your throat from behind and hit your ear. “Just say please, and maybe I’ll let you feel how tight I am.”

“Brat.” He laughed and swatted your ass again, shoving you into the elevator and beaming at you as he ran a hand through his golden hair. “Alright… please get on your fucking knees and suck my cock like a good boy.”

His voice had somehow gotten even lower and it made you shiver. Without even bothering to check in there were cameras you sank to your knees right in front of him and rubbed your cheek over his incredible bulge that held the promise of something truly monstrous. You were already drooling, your own cock throbbing and leaking as you undid his jeans as you kept looking up into his eyes. It was short work, his zipper coming down in a flash and then your hand reaching in and wrapping around him and…

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Yep, monstrous. “Fuck me.”

“Later.” Thor growled and grabbed the base of the flan python he had been hiding, slapping it against your cheeks until you opened your mouth wide and let him slide between your lips. “I told you to suck like a good boy.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice, your tongue swirling around his velvety head while you hollowed your cheeks and used your hand to stroke his shaft. It was, without a doubt, the biggest dick you had ever had in your mouth. This was confirmed by the ache in your jaw and the way you gagged messily when he shoved his tip down your throat.

Thor hit the brake on the elevator so he could truly enjoy the sight of you on your knees, leaning on the wall and grinning down at you while you slobbered all over him. He groaned when you swallowed around him, reaching down with a deep chuckle and wrapping his hand around your throat so he could squeeze his cock even tighter. The feeling was absolute heaven, it was everything you needed. Your eyes fluttered closed when his hips met your face, your body going lax at the feeling of being used so thoroughly and completely.

“That’s fucking it.” Thor shoved you against the wall and braced his thick thighs on either side of your head, his fingers burying themselves in your hair so he could keep you in place while he fucked your throat in deep, slow strokes. “Oh, you love this shit, don’t you? Mouth off like a fucking brat and then turn into a dumb little baby as soon as you have a dick in your mouth. Bet you wish you could get shut up with cock all the time, don’t you pretty boy?”

As much as you tried to nod, you could barely move your head, not with him holding you tight and his massive cock filling your throat. So you just whined around him, drool dripping down your chin in thin strings and staining your shirt. It was getting harder to breathe, both from the enormous blockage of your airway and from the heady pleasure of finally getting what you so desperately needed.

“Ah, stay with me!” You started when he smacked your face, your cheeks heating up when he laughed richly at your eyelashes fluttering as he started moving just a little bit faster. “You don’t get to pass out yet, love. Now, swallow.”

That was the only warning you had before he was swelling in your mouth and then exploding down your throat. You swallowed as fast as you could, gagging and slurping and moaning while you struggled to suck down every thick and sticky drop he was giving you. It was impossible, though, there was so much. Thor chuckled when it leaked out of your lips around the base of his cock, mixing with your drool in a creamy mess that dripped onto the floor when he started the lift again.

When the doors opened you only had a moment to appreciate the beautiful penthouse apartment before he was dragging you to your feet and kissing you all over again. Your limbs felt too long for this, gangly and awkward when he should just be scooping you up in his arms. But he didn’t seem to mind, squeezing your waist and licking into your mouth while you whined with need.

“Please…” You whimpered when he shoved you into the bedroom and gave you a hickey on your jaw, licking your lips as his hands slipped under the edge of your shirt and touched your bare skin. “I want…”

“Begging like a little slut after giving me so much lip.” Thor nipped at your chin playfully before shoving you back, pushing his hair out of his eyes and strutting over to the bar cart on the other side of the room. “Now it’s your turn to be sweet. Strip for me.”

You opened your mouth to argue but something in the way he looked at you had you snapping your jaw closed again. He just shrugged when you narrowed your eyes, pouring himself a glass of vodka and looking at you expectantly while he leaned on the wall. If he wanted a show, you could give him a show.

Thor watched you pull your cum stained shirt over your head slowly, his eyes widening just slightly once your lean torso was revealed to him. It’s not like you didn’t know how you looked. You were an athlete, you spent a lot of time lifting weights and stretching and you were proud of your body. Especially now when the rock god of your dreams was watching you like he wanted to eat you. For just a second you thought about waiting to take off everything until he begged to see all of you, but you could still taste his cum at the back of your throat, and that blow job had gotten you all kinds of worked up.

Your cock smacked wetly against your abs when you’d removed your jeans and boxer briefs in one smooth motion, kicking them away so you were standing there completely bare while his eyes drank you in. His teeth dragged over his bottom lip while you just teased the head of your cock with your fingertips, his throat working visibly when he swallowed another mouthful of vodka before he growled at you in a husky voice.

“There’s lube in the bedside table.” He started sipping his drink again when you opened the drawer and gasped at the toys that greeted you. “Ah, those are for later. Put that ass in the air and open yourself up for me.”

“Fine.” You poured a little when you got on all fours on the bed, resting your cheek against the cool comforter and spreading your legs so your rock god could see your tight little hole winking at him as you spread the firm cheeks of your ass. “But I don’t like a lot of prep.”

That made him growl, the noise sending a vibration through your body even from across the room as you smeared lube all over your fingers. When your first finger slipped inside of your tiny asshole you couldn’t help but whine, slowly swirling it around and plunging it in and out while you did your best to make slutty noises. You could tell they were working, could hear his breath getting faster and heavier as you stretched your hole. The second finger made you gasp, a shiver running up your spine as you scissored yourself open as you heard the sounds of Thor getting undressed behind you.

“That’s enough. God, you really are a dangerous little minx.” Thor smacked your ass once before pressing kisses along your spine, reaching to grab a condom and rolling it over his length while you panted underneath him. “Gonna turn you inside out, boy.”

“No… just a sec.” You sat up and shoved him back, giggling when he gave you a look full of indignation at you pushing him away. “I wanna ride that fucking monster. Lemme feel it in my throat, please.”

“Fuck… dangerous.” His grin was splitting his face in half when he flopped back on the bed, a rich laugh shaking his chest when you scrambled on top of him and straddled his waist. “You’re a fucking show off. Alright, lemme see you work that boy pussy, love.”

Him calling your asshole your pussy had you clenching so hard you were worried all your prep might have been in vain, not that that was going to stop you. You looked into his sharp blue eyes as you reached behind you to grip his thick cock, your entire body shivering when you lined him up and started to slowly sink down on him. Just the tip had you practically seeing stars, a choked off sob escaping from you without your permission as you circled your hips to get used to the stretch. An inch at a time, you made sure to keep breathing deeply, scowling at him when he slapped you and told you to hurry it the fuck up as he didn’t have all night with everything he wanted to do to you.

“Son of a… motherfucker.” You had to bite your lip to keep from screaming when your ass finally nestled into the dip of his hips, your thighs trembling around his waist while he just looked up at yiu with a pleased smirk on his face.

“Look at you taking all of me, and with just two fingers’ prep.” Thor snapped his hips up and chuckled when you let out a gasp. “C’mon love, work that little cunt like the slut I know you are. You begged for this, now fucking take it.”

You might have called him an asshole, since he did give you ass a rather vicious slap, but you started moving. This… this was exactly what you wanted. He was hitting you right where you needed as you ride him, a sultry moan leaving your lips as you started to find a rhythm that made your eyes flutter. Before you knew it you were riding him in earnest, bouncing up and down on his cock wildly and tossing your head back so you could pant and whine as you braced your hands on his thighs. Your own cock was bouncing too, leaning pearly rivers of precum all over his abs that looked like they were sculpted from golden marble.

When his fist wrapped around your dick you screamed, shaking when your cum exploded out of you without warning and hit him in the face. You wanted to splutter out an apology but then he was sitting up and all you could do was squeal, gasping when he kissed you obscenely and made you taste yourself on his tongue.

“Messy fucking boy, knew you were a little slut.” You never thought you would love being called a whore and having your asshole called a pussy while you were full of dick, but here you were. Maybe it was because he had suck a warm smile on his face while he said everything. “We’re not even close to being done, love.”

“Yes… shit!” You cried out when his hands gripped your waist and he started moving you his own damn self, wrapping your arms around his thick neck and clenching your teeth as his cock completely rearranged your guts in the most delicious way. “Fuck my little pussy, make me fucking take it.”

“Yeah, there’s my dirty boy.” Thor sucked on your neck when you sobbed for him, groaning when he felt your dick getting hard as it rubbed against his stomach. “Gonna ruin you for anyone else, may just have to keep you as my slutty little pet, would you like that?”

“Yeah… mmhm.” You hiccuped when he licked your throat, your breath getting punched out of your lungs each time his thighs smacked against the curve of your ass. “Wanna be fucked all the time.”

“Know you do, baby, I’d take such good care of you.” He slapped your ass and nipped at your collarbone. “Make you so fucking stupid, just my dumb little baby.”

He kept talking like that, driving your body up and down on his cock like it took no effort at all even as you were covered in sweat. You weren’t sure how much time had passed, but pressure started building in your balls and in your core and as soon as he told you to come you were doing it with a bitten off yelp. Thor grinned when it happened, kissing you again and shoving his tongue down your throat while your brain went to some sweet, fluffy place that you found you enjoyed very much.

Then you were on your back, somehow. You didn’t totally remember how you got there but when you looked up your rock god was leaning over you and grunting while he slammed his cock into your sensitive little hole, and that was a sight and sound you found you enjoyed very much. It was disappointing that I find that you didn’t have the strength to wrap your legs around his waist like you wanted, but he didn’t seem to mind and you were still getting the life fucked out of you so it only bothered you for a minute.

“Greedy fucking boy, what’s that, three?” Thor chuckled when a thin drool of cum leaked from the tip of your cock when you came again unbidden, groaning when you squeezed him even tighter and made his eyes roll back. “Yeah, Jesus fuck you’re good. Such a pretty little slut. Fuck, I can’t wIt to fuck yiu raw? Bet you love being full of cum.” He barked out a laugh when you nodded eagerly. “Knew it. Bet you’ll let me take whatever I want whenever I want, pretty thing. Oh my fucking god, this little pussy is so fucking tight. Shit… ah, fuck!”

Thor leaned down and bit your neck when he throbbed inside you, grunting while his hips stuttered against your ass and he filled the condom. You couldn’t take it anymore, the pleasure of having been used so thoroughly sending you to nirvana as you wailed and your poor cock twitched feebly against your abs while you blacked out. He kissed you when you just mumbled stupidly while your eyes rolled in your head, making sure he was very careful when he pulled out so he didn’t overwhelm you.

“That’s it, what a good boy.” Thor smiled when you purred in response and stretched your whole body, a look of absolute bliss on your face while you gave him a sloppy grin before he headed to the bathroom to fill the tub. “Oh yeah, think I’m definitely gonna have to keep you around. May even introduce you to Carol when she’s back in town.”

[justjams2003]

Hey, so I came up with another spicey Steve Abnesti x male reader request😉 it's not a prequal or sequal to the other one. It's a complete new one.

The reader is the same cute 'n tiny one.Also this time kinda innocent. The story is kind of like this- Steve gives both reader and Jeff N-40 to have sex and be really intimate. The reader being cute, Jeff doesn't protest to ackonowledge leading upto steve being really aroused hearing reader's moans and lustful whimpers. So, later he haves his way with the reader. Size difference, age difference, oral sex(steve recieving), body worship(steve recieving) and lots of hot steamy sex🔥

Hello, thank you for writing your request. Sorry it took so long, (Medical issues, again). Also sorry if it is a bit short, I don’t have much of an excuse for it. I kinda feel like writing the body worship in a separate one-shot but that will be much later. Anyways, I do hope you enjoy :)

Pairing: Steve Abnesti x male!reader

Warnings: Public sex (Readerx Jeff); size difference, degrading, praising, cock sucking, age difference, innocence reader (tell me if I miss any)

Summary: Steve corrupts an innocent reader.

Word count: 1,6k

Unedited

Steve wants to try something new. I-16 work just fine with Jeff, Heather and the other volunteers. Though that is all fine and dandy, but Steve wants to see just how far this drug can go. How much it can affect a person.

He concluded to go easy on Jeff. Start off slow with someone a little more feminine than the other prisoners he has. The only boy there smaller than Jeff. Make him feel better about it. Seeing you, so unexpecting.

"Hey, Jeff, how you feeling?" Steve asks, bending down to press the button of the speaker. Jeff smiles looking up, "All right and you?" Of course, Jeff doesn't really care. He's just saying what he has to to keep his privileges.

"Working hard," Steve answers, giving his usual deceiving smile. Even if the curly-haired man can't see him. Then the door slowly opens and your curls pop into his view. SteHe can't help but let a smile spread. There is just something about those doe eyes that makes him warm in many places.

"Y/N, hello-" it takes everything in him not to call you by something like 'my dear' or 'little one.' "-ready for the day?" The cutest gleaming smile graces those pearly whites of yours. You nod, "Always am," you're so cute to him. Always so positive.

Steve pauses for a moment. Just to take in your smile. It's truly like nothing else for him. Mark gives a little scoff and Steve snaps him a vicious gaze. "Alright, Y/N, how would you rate Jeff here?" He already doesn't like asking you these questions.

Though, the thought of hearing those sweet noises keeps him going. He watches you swift lightly. Looking at the boy actually in front of you. "He's a very nice guy, he's given me extra snacks before. So a ten," you think back.

Steve shakes his head, so naive, though his cock twitches just thinking of breaking that innocence. "No, my dear Y/N, how attractive do you think he is?" He smirks, watching as your brows furrow in the cutest little frown.

"Attractive?" You repeat the question, takes a moment, and then answer. "He isn't really my type, um, 7." You smile at him, trying to ease your words. Steve can't help but wonder, what is your type? "Alright and you, Jeff?"

Jeff has answered this before, though that is with people that fits his sexuality. Not that you’re not attractive. There is just something about your presence that makes him feel you’re warm. You’re kind and in no other better word to describe it, cute.

“I’d say the same, 7,” Although what you two mean in type is variously different. You meant you like bigger, stronger men, with blue eyes and dashing blond hair. He meant well, women.  Steve immediately disagrees with Jeff’s rating. He’d say you’re so much more than a 10.

There isn’t much he can do about that, however. “Alright, Y/N, acknowledge for I-16?" He asks, starting with you. Almost instantly you nod. “Acknowledge,” you trust Steve, he’s always kind to you. Even if you rarely talk outside of this white box you’re currently in.

Jeff snaps his head up to the mirror. Knowing Steve is right behind that icy pane. It's not like it would be all that bad. He can try it at least once? It wouldn't hurt? You are quite attractive to him, not exactly his type, being a man and whatnot.

“Jeff?” The before-mentioned boy gulps then gives a nod, “Yeah, acknowledge.” It’s oh so very hard for Steve to hide his grin. “Excellent,” Steve mutters to himself. Showing to Mark to up the drug. A whir is heard by the both of you.

It takes a moment, but the blonde can see you squirming. He’s watched you on game nights or just hanging about. You’re shy about it. Entirely uncertain and unknowing about a lot of things. If there would to be an innuendo or joke made you most likely don’t understand it. Or he’d see you blush wildly.

Quickly though, you and Jeff are unable to keep your hands off each other. Dear God, the noises you make are so delightful to him. His pants grow tight and he’s dearly regretting his choice of pants. It’s wild to him, how someone so innocent and make such sinful noises and faces.

It’s exactly as how he dreamed it to be. Even better and now he plans on corrupting you himself. The thought of that tight asshole around his hard cock right now. The need to do it grows just as much as him. He watches every moment as close as possible.

Though once this session between them is over, he quickly plans for his next moves.

It wasn’t hard to get you in his room. You were practically jumping at the opportunity to be close to him. This morning with Jeff made you tired, though afterwards you were more annoyed than anything else. Why did it have to be Jeff? He’s nice but he doesn’t make you feel that same fuzzy feeling as Steve does.

“My dear,” you glow at the attention, enjoying the feeling of his nicknames. Not only that but his hand cups your jaw. His thumb tracing your soft jaw. Most boys he saw have these angular strong jaws.But there is just something of these soft round cheeks of his.

He coos at your reactions, pursing his lips together? “Why don’t I put some music on?” Your spirits fall flat, but just for a moment. Hope still lingers in your core, and elsewhere. You watch his broad shoulders as he saunters away. Your ears suddenly ring with the soft tunes of a gentle 80′s tune you don’t know.

When he reaches you again, his attitude is different. He seems to have a different look in his eyes. Much more demanding and lustful. It does things to you. He gently takes you by the shoulders and shoves you onto the bed. It isn’t very hard.

You’re short and not exactly as strong as him. “You’re so small, so fragile, how am I suppose to not fuck your face?” He questions, as if it’s the most basic of questions to be. A fiery red blush splatters over your slightly pale cheeks. “I, uh,” you struggle to finish your sentence. What can you say?

Though he quickly takes a sigh, “Tell me, do you enjoy your time here?” He asks, manipulation is thick in his voice. And in his facial expression. You nod, more than happy to be here. “Of course, I mean, I love it here,” more than ready to show your commitment.

“Oh, but you’re so young, so naive. How can I believe it?” He shrugs, to anyone else it would be easy to tell how manic he’s being. Not to you though, you’re misguided by the attention. “I do, I love it, I do!” You’re eager as ever, never wanting to disappoint him.

He tisks then makes as though he is thinking. “Prove it.” He states, his eyes glaring down at you with calumny and power. His cock grows even harder at the furrow in his brows. “How?” You ask, leaning forward just to get closer to his scent.

He sighs, as if he’s annoyed with your credulity, though it is quite the opposite. He enjoys it. He takes a moment, then reaches down, pulling down his zipper and pants. His massive cock slaps on his stomach and stands proud in front of you.

There must be something wrong with you, because your mouth starts salivating. Steve reaches his big hands down, and curls it into your hair, gripping it. “Open,” he explains, mimic how you should do. You follow suit and as soon as your mouth is open he takes your mouth into action.

You can taste the salty yet very lightly sweet taste of pre-cum in your mouth, not that you know what that is. “Follow you instincts, baby boy,” he encourages you with a light smile. More like a shit-eating grin than anything else. Without realising your tongue begins to swirl around his fat dick.

His grin grows much wider than before. “So good,” he mutters, enjoy watching as you mewl around. Though the speed is much to slow for his liking. He grips onto your hair once more and then shoves down all the way. He can feel you gagging and see the tears form on your eyes.

It is something special to see. The sight of such a little creature taking such a big cock. “Amazing little boy,” his eyes can’t leave yours for a second. Soon enough though your natural instinct takes over. Your head begins bobbing and swirling in a new way.

Now, Steve is unable to control himself. His head throws back and his grip tightens on your hair. Curses fall from his mouth as he enjoys your warm wet mouth. This continues on and before he knows it, his balls grow tighter. “That’s good, swallow baby, like a good little boy.”

It’s such an odd yet welcomed feeling. The cum flooding your mouth in a sticky, salty and sweet flavour. Curses fall from his lips and his grip grows as tight as ever. And when he’s done he pulls from your mouth with a loud pop. Spit and cum leak down your chin.

“Aw, it’s alright baby, I know it’s your first time with someone as big as me,” he coos taking your jaw in his hand again. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’re a quick learner.”

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Extras - Deleted and Extended Scenes

Thor: Ragnarok (2017)

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How Taika Waititi Ruined Thor

[This essay talks negatively about director Taika Waititi and his Thor films. Please don’t read if you happen to enjoy them.

Despite my best efforts, this post is 10,343 words long. Here is a table of contents for ease:

1. INTRODUCTION 2. CHARACTER – Personality – Funny nature – The way he talks – The way he operates – Power ups – Agency – Side note in ‘agency’: shirtless scenes 3. RELATIONSHIPS – His father – Odin – His love – Jane – Supporting characters – Weapons 4. HIS STORY – Character arc – His way forward – Torture p*rn 5. APPEARANCE – The ugly suit in Thor4 – Shabby AF casual clothes – Gouged out eye – Stripped fOr FuN 6. WEB OF LIES 7. CONCLUSION ]

Despite Thor: Ragnarok (2017) (Thor3) introducing a complete change of tone for the Thor franchise, the mainstream media has decided it was only ever received positively by 100% of the audience. Not a ‘divisive’ or even a ‘generally favored’, but a ‘unanimously loved’ tag was given to this movie and its director Taika Waititi for “saving Thor”.

You have to wonder who were those people who went to the theatres for the first two films if this film saved the franchise because they were both hits. But seeing as I’m the non-existent 0% of the population that doesn’t echo that sentiment of the media, I decided to shed light on how Taika Waititi didn’t save him, but actually ruined, destroyed, and annihilated Thor in every way possible.

CHARACTER

I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: there is nothing wrong with Thor being funny, as long as it isn’t at the expense of his character. And now you know why I’m writing this thesis.

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Thor: The Dark World (2013)

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The Dress

Masterlist / Main Masterlist

Asgard 1971 A.D. (Thor 26, Loki 26, Astri 24)  

   "I think she'll wear green, brother," Thor said 

   "Why does it matter what she wears?" Loki asked dismissively 

Thor smiled knowingly at his younger brother who was sipping at his wine pretending not to hide his face in his beverage. 

   "Oh, it does not. Not to me at least. The last time she wore green I thought your eyes were going to pop out of your head." Thor teased

 

Thor's words continued to bounce around in Loki's head all day and into the night. He hadn't seen much of Astri today since she was sparring with Sif and then practicing some new magic technique with his mother. They hadn't had lessons together in years after she and Loki got in a fight which ended in Frigga's favorite vase breaking and Loki's ego feeling rather bruised when Astri refused to talk to him for a week. He hadn't meant to antagonize her but his jealousy got the better of him and after she had been able to successfully multiply herself faster than him he had let out a string of insults which ended after he brought up her mother and father. Astri had shot him across his mother's chambers so fast that he barely had time to blink. 

   "Say another word, Loki and I'll toss you from the balcony next." Astri's voice was dripping in malice as her hands were still glowing their soft blue hue her magic put out.

   "I'd like to see you try," Loki had quickly quipped back righting himself while Frigga demanded they cease their actions at once 

Astri's hands had glowed once more and this time he went to the other side of the room and into his mother's favorite vase, a gift from his father when they married. 

Loki tossed and turned now in his bed, wishing he had been at whatever lesson his mother had been teaching today. No, it wasn't because he wanted to be better at whatever was being taught. He liked seeing Astri's face light up whenever she got something right. He had seen it often when they were children when learning about the history of Asgard in their shared classes. 

A quiet knock sounded, interrupting his nightly brooding. Loki removed himself from the pile of blankets and pillows he slept with nightly and pulled the door open to reveal Astri and a tall stack of books. 

   "I missed seeing you today so I figured I'd come to you." She explained entering his room without even asking and tossing the books onto his already overflowing desk.

  "It's very late, Astri." Loki sighed trying to pretend that he was tired and not at all happy to see her. 

   "So? We used to sneak into Thor's room and then hang him from the ceiling by his toes around this time when we were younger." She pointed out before selecting a book and jumping onto his bed

   "Yes, we did. But..." Loki trailed off eyeing her legs that were exposed by her night dress moving up as she got comfortable among his many pillows

   "Why do you have so many pillows? It's kind of impractical." She said utterly missing his wandering eyes

Loki felt a lump rise in his throat as she tossed a pillow towards him to get his attention as if he wasn't always watching whenever she entered the room.

   "Are you gonna put on a shirt and come over here or keep standing there?" She asked

Right. Clothes. He fumbled for the shirt he had discarded on the floor before climbing into bed hours earlier. He tried to calm his nerves before sliding under the covers next to her. One of his many pillows was squished behind her acting as back support while she began to explain the plot of whatever book she had chosen for their evening. Loki watched as her long hair moved while she gestured to the hand-drawn pictures of a large mountain on the first page. Her hair had always been mesmerizing for him. Even as a child, he had been interested in it, pulling at it for fun and just to get her attention. The result had been Astri cutting her hair up so it was chin length so she could avoid Loki's mean hands. Now, it was long again, streaming over her shoulders and down past her chest. God don't look at her chest!

   "Are you even listening to me?" She asked suddenly, reaching out to flick his forehead.

   "Of course." He lied, moving her hand away from him.

   "Then what just happened in this book?" She asked

  

Loki smiled before gently taking the book from her hands and setting it aside.

   "Does it matter? Why don't you show me what my mother taught you today?" He asked, leaning towards her

  "Are you going to get angry if you can't do it yourself?" She asked

  "No, of course not. That time I wasn't angry at you...I was upset with myself." He admitted

  "I know..." She softly said reaching for his hand with her smaller ones

  "So what did you learn today?" He asked letting her play with his fingers

   "Well I didn't succeed but Frigga was trying to teach me how to take over others' bodies." She responded a little sadly

   "Ah, enchantment. I've read about it." He nodded

   "Can you do it?" She asked

    "No. Not yet." He said, "I've tried on Thor in the past."

Astri nodded and looked back down at his hand in hers.

   "What are you wearing at tomorrow's festival?" He asked suddenly

   "Wouldn't you like to know," Astri smirked

   "I would actually," Loki replied

    "Why? Scared we'll show up in  matching dresses?" She laughed

   "Perhaps." Loki softly said 

   "Guess you'll just have to wait and find out." Astri smiled 

Loki woke the next morning to a stiff left arm and a slightly sore neck. The cause of the issues? Astri had fallen asleep next to him last night. She had convinced him to read to her and then proceeded to fall asleep almost immediately despite insisting she was not tired. He tried to slowly move her head off his arm and to the pillow next to her but instead was met with an ugly groan as she awoke. 

   "What're you doing I thought it was your turn to read." She groggily said 

   "Yes, it was my turn but you fell asleep mere moments after I began." He said standing up from the bed

   "Impossible, I wasn't even tired." She yawned before glancing out the glass doors that led to the balcony, "Damn it." 

   "It's alright, no one's perfect." He assured, "Except perhaps me." 

A large pillow came flying in his general direction before smacking the wall to his right. 

   "Awful throw." Loki commended 

This time, another one came flying and it hit him in the stomach with a surprisingly strong force. 

   "I win." Astri declared before slumping back into the bed and pulling the covers around her. 

   "You can't go back to bed, Astri," Loki said 

   "Sure I can. Watch me." She responded, her voice muffled by the pillow under her 

   "Today marks the beginning of the festivities for the Winter Solstice." Loki reminded 

Another loud groan came from the cocoon of blankets that was his friend before she unceremoniously removed herself from the bed. 

   "I'll see you later I guess." She said walking towards the door "I hope your dress is as nice as mine." 

   "It'll be far better," Loki said seriously 

Astri just shook her head and laughed as Loki shut the door behind her. 

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   "It appears I was wrong, brother," Thor said amid sips of his drink 

Of course, he had been wrong, Thor was always wrong. Astri wasn't in green but rather a light blue and silver one, and somehow this one was even more breathtaking than her green one. Loki watched her greet Sif and the other noble women who stood around in small groups while they chattered about unknown topics. Loki felt his legs moving without even a thought towards her as they finally made eye contact. 

   "Loki, where is your matching dress?" Astri teased 

   "I must have left it behind in my room." He breathed "You look...good." Damn. Why did he stop at just good?

   "Thank you. Frigga has a good eye. Astri smiled 

Loki glanced around the room, searching for his mother. 

   "Looking for me?" Her voice suddenly said from behind him 

   "Mother." He greeted 

   "Astri, come we want to show you something." A noble lady had looped her arm with Astri's and pulled her away from Loki.

   "Do you like her dress? I helped pick it." Frigga smiled 

   "Of course I like it," Loki admitted 

   "Good. Then you should have no problem dancing with her." Frigga said before gently pushing her son towards where her ward had walked "Don't forget to complement her hair!"

Normally, the heat at festivals never affected Loki. But, as he approached Astri again he swore he felt himself break out in a sweat. The instruments of the entertainers his father had summoned to the palace seemed twenty times louder as he held his hand out to Astri. 

   "Lady Astri." He finally found his voice, " May I have the honor of a dance?" 

Thor's eyes scanned the room, he was looking for his brother who had left his side the moment their childhood friend had entered the room. What surprised him though was that Loki wasn't just speaking to Astri as he normally did but instead leading her to the dance floor among other couples. He couldn't help but smile as he watched his younger brother smoothly lead the clumsy Astri in a traditional dance they had learned when they were younger.

Astri felt as if a thousand eyes were on her as Loki led the dance. As they spun, she could see Frigga's smiling face among so many other noble Asgardians. 

   "You're rather stiff." Loki pointed out 

   "It feels like everyone is watching us." She said, her voice barely above a whisper 

   "That is because they are." Loki smiled down at her, "They're all watching you." 

Astri felt her face redden as Loki's drew closer to hers. She tried to focus on anything but his words and his bright blue eyes that stared into hers.

   "You know, I love the way you look in green." Loki said "But this..." 

She felt his hand gently squeeze at her waist. 

   "You're stunning in blue, Astri." 

Astri swore it was out of embarrassment that she hid her face in his shoulder while his frame lightly shook from laughter. When she unburied her face, he was still looking at her with that intense gaze of his. 

   "Don't let it go to your head." He joked 

Instead of quipping back she just nodded and pressed herself closer to him, wishing for the moment to never end. 

I drabbled in Loki's POV a little more for this part. Also, the Attack on Titan finale still has me on the floor. Like, I knew what would happen in the end but seeing it all animated in front of me is a whole different thing. I listened to Lover by Taylor Swift while writing the dancing scene so if you want to set the tone, there you go. Also, starting in the next chapter I will be beginning to follow the plot of the first Thor movie. This means that the plot will be more cohesive and that updates might take longer since I won't just be writing from my imagination but instead sticking to what the MCU says is canon. Hope you are enjoying the story so far! 

Astri's Dress

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Chris Hemsworth as Edward Kenway.⚓️

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Cruel Summer Ch. 5

Donations | Thoughts & Feelings | Cruel Summer Series | Chapter 4

(Thank you all so much for being patient as I worked through personal issues!! I'm trying to write and get new chapters out for you guys. I'm still dealing with personal issues but for now, I'll push through, thank you all so much for always sending kind supportive messages. Love you guys! Enjoy!

P.S. you can find clues about future chapters if you read through the tags ;) )

-Chapter 5-

You stared at him before giggling, “Funny Chris, you know….. about us…now that we’re…ya know…gonna be public and all that.” you smiled as he chuckled. “Baby…you know we could never be public…I can't ditch the perfect, good girl next door, to go out with an old co star…besides, we’d never work out publicly, we're better this way. Private, just you and me, locked away in a bedroom somewhere.” he leaned in to kiss you again, but you pulled back feeling bile rise in your throat. “You never planned on leaving her for me…did you?” you asked, staring at the bed. “Babygirl,” he walked around the bed to sit by you on your side of the bed. 

He pulled your chin up kissing your lips before you pulled back, he only had a moment to see your eyes before you slapped him as hard as you could. “Get out. Get the fuck out!” you glared at him before you moved quickly off the other side of the bed. “Sweethear-” “FUCK YOU!” you screamed. “GET OUT!!” you grabbed his clothes throwing them at him, he ducked as his shoes flew at his head. 

The door busted open, your security guards and Megan stood there. “Oh Y/N…” She said softly as Chris stood up after sliding his jeans on. “Y/N! Baby come on! Knock it off, let's talk about this!” he snapped back at you. You raced off into the bathroom, locking the door as the tears fell. You started the shower, a sob leaving your lips as you slid down to the floor crying. 

A few weeks later

“And in other news mega worldwide Popstar Y/N, has deleted all posts from her social media. Sources say, She’s “Blacking out any and all communication on tour, and while she loves sharing her life with her fans, touring has taken a toll on her, she’ll return eventually, but for now. She’s got to focus on herself.” wow, so no more thank you posts to all her concert goers? That’s gonna feel like a slap to the face.” the news reporter stated as her co-star started in on you and your reputation. You sat by the window staring out over the city, thankful that no one could see you all the way up here. “Turn it off.” you grumbled out, “You know it's interesting, one former Avenger star announces his wedding date with pictures of his fiance’ the same time another former Avenger star blacks out her social media? I smell drama!” he chuckled as she gasped. 

“I don’t need to hear how Lacey and Simon think I’m some big fuck up for not wanting to be on social media right now.” you said getting up and grabbing your phone. “I’m going down to the gym, maybe running will clear my head.” you said matter of factly before grabbing your headphones. “Maybe you shouldn’t go alone?” Megan asked as she stood up. Your phone had been blowing up from friends and family checking in on you, wondering why you’d gone radio silent. 

You felt your phone go off as you exited your room and felt the corners of your mouth turn up for the first time in what felt like forever. 

Hemsworthy: ‘This place is super boring without you here.’ 

Y/N: ‘Tell me about it. I wish you were here. Life fucking sucks right now.’ 

Hemsworthy: ‘Heard you went black out on socials….you doin okay? 

Y/N: ‘Yep…got a lot going on & I don’t want to see anything online…just, want to focus back on friends and myself for a while…’ 

You sighed as you sent the message, heading into the gym where you began to walk on the treadmill. You thought back over all your time with Chris lately, before he left for South America. The movie nights eating ice cream, playing new songs for him, talking him through his depression when it came to the divorce. You felt tears in your eyes, how could you have been so fucking stupid. 

Were you this desperate to fall in love and be with someone? You’d mistook your friendship with Chris, the things that friends did, as romantic interest and felt yourself developing feelings for him. He was just recently divorced…why would he even think about dating anyone; you needed serious help. 

Hemsworthy: ‘You know if you keep running on the treadmill, you’re gonna burn holes in those tennis shoes missy. :P’ 

You glanced at the message before you did a double take; you didn’t remember telling him you were going to work out to clear your head. “If I have to stand back here any longer I’m gonna go insane.” his thick Australian accent startled you, causing you to whip around as you pulled your headphones off. “Oh my god!” you dashed over to him jumping into his arms as he laughed and hugged you tight. “I missed you popstar,” he mumbled in your ear as you buried your face into his hoodie, breathing in his scent. “I missed you too,” you whispered against his shoulder. 

You jumped down smiling up at him, “Let’s go order some room service and catch up,” he chuckled and cleared his throat, “Uh…I wanted to see if you wanted to go to dinner tonight, with me?” he smiled softly. “Somewhere nice?” he asked as you grinned and nodded, “yeah! That sounds fun!” you said as you both walked to the Elevators. “I have this super cute outfit I’ve been wanting to wear anyways!” you grinned as he chuckled. “I’m sure you’re going to look as beautiful as you always do,” Chris smiled at you, his eyes twinkled softly as you talked about your upcoming show, which was a couple of nights away and Chris was thrilled he was going to attend it. 

When he was touring with you, he would stay back at the hotel, usually cooking a meal for the two of you and picking out a couple of movies for you guys to watch and relax after your shows. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go to your shows, it was just easier to avoid the press. After the divorce, anytime they had the opportunity to print something about him or his ex wife, they jumped on it.  

Once you guys made it back up to the hotel suite, you got ready for the evening, excited to have a nice dinner with someone who didn’t give a shit how famous you were, or what was happening in your life. You looked in the mirror and smiled at the black sequinned dress, which looked like a night sky, with clouds and a half moon on it. You wore strappy black heels and a fur jacket; and paired it with a silver flashy purse with a diamond studded necklace. 

Chris grinned as he saw you come from your bedroom, “Whoa…you look…..incredible,” he held his hand out spinning you around as you giggled softly, “Thank you. My friend Kayleigh had this made for me, and I hadn't found the right occasion to wear it yet, but thought tonight was perfect.” you smiled as he smiled tenderly at you. “Well it’s perfect, come, I’ve made reservations for us.” he chuckled as you giggled excitedly. “Yay! It’s going to be so nice just…going to dinner and relaxing,” you said as you both headed to the car. 

Pulling up to your favorite restaurant you sighed softly, the paparazzi were covering the street and you looked at Chris. “I’m sorry…I know you want to avoid them, I can go first…maybe see if they have a back entrance you can come through?” you said as he reached over and grabbed your hand, smiling softly. “I think I can manage a few photos with a beautiful girl before we go to dinner.” 

The way he smiled at you, something felt different, you were starting to convince yourself that it was all in your head, but a small part of you wanted him to be into you. You knew you were developing feelings for him. “Y/N! Over here! Over here!” several voices shouted at you as you climbed out of the SUV and made your way around to the sidewalk. You smiled, waved at them, clearly not showing annoyance that you held toward them sometimes and even asked a few of them how they were doing this evening. 

You stopped and posed for a couple of photos, when the other door opened and Chris got out smiling and waving at them for a moment before he put his hand on the small of your back as he walked with you to the door. The camera clicks intensified as he placed his hand on your back and you could hear them shouting more questions as you walked in together.

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The T. Swift Project Masterlist

Below, you'll find a collection of 20 songs done by Taylor Swift. The songs are from various albums that I picked and are in no particular order. Each song will have a different character and the drabble attached to it will be one part. These do not have to be read in order. Each song will have a moodboard and a drabble along with it. I hope you enjoy!

The "Mean" Collection (6 Songs):

Tell Me Why (Taylor's Version) - Ransom Drysdale

Picture To Burn - Tony Stark

Should've Said No - Dean Winchester

I Knew You Were Trouble - Loki

Mean - Lloyd Hansen

Bad Blood - Draco Malfoy

The "Back to December" Collection (7 Songs):

All You Had to Do Was Stay - Thor

You're Not Sorry - Steve Rogers

Teardrops On My Guitar - Bucky Barnes

Back to December - Ari Levinson

White Horse - Nick Fowler

Come Back... Be Here - Dean Winchester

Death By A Thousand Cuts - Lee Bodecker

The "Dear Reader" Collection (7 Songs):

Wildest Dreams - Andy Barber

Out of the Woods - Ari Levinson

Fearless - Carter Baizen

Long Story Short - Jake Jensen

Question...? - Bucky Barnes

Bejeweled - Jefferson (Once Upon a Time)

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Tethered to Another

Kinktober Day I: Breeding Kink

Pairing: drug lord!Thor x fem reader (Vices Assemble)

Words: 1.7k

Summary: Thor isn’t going to let anything keep him from knocking you up.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, dirty talk, cream pie), implied violence, SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: Kicking off Kinktober with a bang! I’m still working on the fic where they make the decision to have kids, but I figured we could get right to the good stuff 😉

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Thor tapped his ring on the desk irritably as he glared at the moron across from him who would not shut the fuck up. Maybe if he had been on time for the meeting he could have put up with this incessant droning, but the jackass was over an hour late. He just wanted to get home to you. Your fertile window had just started, and everyone except this idiot knew that meant he wasn’t supposed to be disturbed for a week while he kept you full of his seed constantly.

“So that’s why I think you should consider moving your operations to my docks.” The fat bastard gave him a grin like he had just made the most convincing argument in the world, and Thor just wanted to slam his face into the desk.

“Let me see if I understand you correctly.” If that dumbass knew anything, he would have recognized the tic in Thor’s jaw and the way his knuckles turned white as he gripped his tumbler of vodka as the warnings they were. “You show up to a meeting you insisted on an hour late, you’re covered in grease from some sort of disgusting food by the smell of you, and you want me to pay you almost twice as much as I’m paying the man who runs the docks we go through now ‘as a favor’?”

“Well…” The smile finally fell from his face when Thor rose to his feet and cracked his neck.

“Shut up.” Thor drew his jacket back on and strode towards the door. “If I didn’t have something extremely important to get to, I’d deal with you myself. But I’ve got an absolutely gorgeous woman to impregnate so… Val!”

“Yeah boss?” She gave him a wicked grin when she popped her head into his office and saw how nervous the fatass looked. “What’s up?”

“This dumbass connected?” Thor nodded when she shook her head at him, straightening his cuffs and trying not to just boot out of there. “Fantastic, get rid of him.”

He ignored the high sounds of protest coming from his office and rushed to the car, his jaw clenched as he yanked the door open and sank into the backseat with just a small nod of his head to Heimdall before the man peeled out. His body was practically vibrating with pent up sexual energy, his cock growing harder by the minute as he thought about fucking you full for the next seven days until it took, the way you’d look underneath him all dewy with sweat and moaning and begging him while you dug your nails into his back.

Fortunately it didn’t take too long for Heimdall to drive him back to the mansion from his office, or he might have burst. The car had barely come to a stop before he was charging out of it and running into the house in a frenzy.

“Kjære?” He needed you, needed to feel you around him like he needed oxygen. “Where are you?”

“In the kitchen.” Fuck, you did not sound happy, the sight of you frowning a little as you sliced up a melon confirming that you were pissed. “You’re late.”

“I know, god I fucking know.” He strode towards you and wrapped his arms around you from behind, ducking low to press apologetic kisses along the curve of your neck. “I’m so sorry, my love. Would it help if I let you know the asshole who made me late is getting worked over by Val right now?”

“A little.” You tried to still look annoyed when he turned you around, but he was almost pouting at you and sliding his hands down your hips and it was impossible to be mad at him. “How are you going to make it up to me?”

“Mmm, I’ve got so many ideas.” He leaned down and gently pressed his lips to yours, smiling a little when you whined and arched your body close to his. “What if I put a baby in you?”

“Just one?” You beamed when he nipped at your lips before he pulled back and slid your dress down your arms until it was pooled on the floor, his gaze growing darker while he stared at you and started to slowly strip off his suit. “Maybe I want three.”

“Well, I’ll give you whatever you want, kjære.” He gripped the back of your neck and smashed his lips to yours once he was naked, dragging you to the floor with him and growling as he laid you down on the cool marble. “Gonna fuck so much cum into you this week we might end up with five.”

“So ambitious.” You smiled against his lips and ran your fingers through his hair, gasping softly when he reached down to cup your cunt. “Feel how much I need you, kjæreste?”

“Mmhm, fuck, you’re so warm, so wet, and all for me.” Thor slid a finger inside you and growled when he felt you start to flutter immediately around him. “You ready for me right now? Thought I was gonna have to sweet talk this pretty pussy to let me in.”

“Been ready all day, daddy.” He started grinding his cock against your pussy and you whined, arching into him and curling your legs around his back when his hands squeezed your hips. “Please.”

“Shh, I know, elskling, goddamn.” Thor ducked to bite your ear as he slowly slid inside you, the feeling of your perfect cunt stretched tight around him almost making him lose his mind. “This sweet pussy is so fucking tiny, you barely even fit my cock in here, look at that.” He gripped your chin and forced you to look down when he bottomed out, kissing your cheek gently when you whimpered at the sight of his dick making your lower stomach bulge. “How you gonna fit my baby in this little thing, kjære?”

There was no way you could answer him since he chose that moment to snap his hips into yours viciously, sobbing softly when he ground against your clit before he started fucking you in earnest. It took a minute or so of him pounding into you to adjust, panting into his mouth and gripping his hair tightly as you shuddered underneath him.

“I can do it, I want it so bad.” You were still dumb but that just meant you were gonna run your mouth even more. “Want your baby, please, wanna make you a daddy. Put a baby in me, need it.”

“Fuck, kjære, I know, wanna give you everything you need, pretty girl.” Thor kept his body pressed right against yours as he kept punching his hips into you, purring when you clenched around him each time. “But you gotta come first, honey, gotta make room for my cum, for my baby. You know the rule, at least two before I fill you up.”

“Mmhm, yeah.” Your eyes rolled back when he kept hitting you so fucking deep, licking your lips mindlessly and rolling your body to meet his when you felt it building. “‘M close.”

You keened when he reached down to rub your clit with his thumb, your eyes fluttering as he cooed softly into your mouth while your pussy clenched hard and gushed all over him. He had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from blowing his load right then, rubbing your noses together and squeezing your waist as he let out a series of soft growls while you kept spasming for him.

“Good girl, so beautiful, my kjære.” He kissed you gently before sitting up and leaning back on his heels, grabbing your waist with one hand and starting to yank you down on his cock while his other kneaded your breasts. “Gonna look even more beautiful once I knock you up, all swollen and glowing, not gonna be able to keep my hands off you. Now gimme another one, c’mon, need to fill this pussy, want you leaking me nonstop for the next week.

“Yes, kjæreste, please. Unh, want your cum so bad.” You were already so close, sobbing as you let him basically use you like a doll while your body started shaking. “Fuck it so deep in my pussy, knock me up, daddy. Ah… shit!”

The way you screeched when your body arched off the floor as you squirted all over him made him lose it, dropping his hold on your waist and leaning on his hands as he slammed into you like an animal and snarled. You moaned when you felt him throb and swell inside you, gasping when he leaned back down to smash his lips to yours as he started pumping you full of his cum with deep and dirty grinds of his hips. He always got so goddamn feral when he knew there was a chance he actually bred you, biting and sucking all along your jaw and your throat as he growled while he filled you up.

“Fuck, love, don’t think you’re gonna be able to walk once this week is over.” He nuzzled at your cheek and smiled when you gave him a sloppy grin, cupping your chin lovingly as he gazed into your eyes. “We moved like three feet, shit, I had meant to bring you to the couch at least, let’s move you.”

“Oh, no, don’t wanna lose any of you.” You pouted at him and whined when he pulled out before you could stop him. “I’m not supposed to move for a few minutes, did I lose any? Push it back in, your cum belongs inside my tiny pussy.”

“You’re so fucking perfect, my god.” Thor beamed at you as he lifted your hips and set them on his knees, spreading your legs and biting his lip when he shoved the few drops that had leaked out of you back inside and plugged you with his fingers. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get everything you deserve, kjære. But we’re gonna do it in our bed from now on, need to spoil my girl. We’re gonna make a fucking baby this week.”

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Thor: The Dark World (2013)

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Maybe. Drabble

He's watching you on the train and he remembered one of his favorite memories if not his favorite minus your wedding.

18+ just incase

Warning just fluffy. There is angst sorry I forgot to mention it I dont think its any smutt But just incase its a married couldpe taking a shower the "he" is a celebrity who lost his wife well sort of you can find part 1 here just pick your own celeb for "he"

He watched you sitting on the train and remembered.

One of his favorite memories was just after you two had gotten married and moved in together. You both needed a shower and both needed to leave quickly.

He had convinced you to take a shower with him "just for times sake."

Its not like he hadn't seen you naked before.

He had convinced you to to take a bath with him. Something you had later admitted you wanted but was just nervous about.

You both had discussed moving in together and the. Getting married just cause your mom said she would have done that. So you wanted her to be happy with you and Chris well why would he object to having yiu around all the time.

But the shower was really for time's sake. His phone had been in the shower before so he knew it was water proof. You both had taken turns under the shower head singing off you had just rinsed conditioner off as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders giving you a kiss on your shoulder. You giggle making him smile. It always made him smile. He brought the camera up for a selfie.

"Say cheese"

Oh my God baby no" he saw on the camera how wide your eyes had gotten

"Only shoulders up I promise.

"Come on," he kissed closer to your neck. "Our first shower."

You roll your eyes

"Please baby I promise"

Another kiss on the neck

"Shoulders up thats all."

He kisses you again.

"Ok okay I need a cold shower now though."

He tells you a joke but he can't remember the joke now it had to be shower related or made rain. He wished to God he could remember the joke. But whatever it was it made you laugh out loud holding on to his arm which was wrapped around you

And he had quickly taken a few pictures one where he was looking down and another where he was looking over at you. You were unaware still laughing out and he had no idea until he took a look at the photo how he was looking at you so adoringly. In love he was in love he knew but he never saw how he looked at you. And the next one was you looking up at him with the same look of adoration and love and joy.

The last one was of both of you looking at the camera. Cheesy smiles but you both were so happy, content.

He'd give almost anything for thay feeling again..give anything but you that is.

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The official cover for The Art of Thor: Love and Thunder! The book officially releases on September 12th