#thor lemon

[worstloki]

people just ignore Thor was a feral child, huh? like his life goal was probably to demolish another race at age 12 and he was probably begging to go to war and attempted to murder their father for not letting him via telepathy that he didn't have.

[sorcerusdragonbionics]

Looking to Track Down a fic

I, unfortunately, suspect it has been deleted but even so confirmation would be nice

I’m unfortunately also unsure of the title of this fic but here’s what I remember about it and would appreciate any help in finding it again.

Site: AO3

Ship: Thorki/Thunderfrost (Thor/Loki)

Rating: most likely E but it also might be Not Rated

Fandom: I strongly suspect MCU based on their physical descriptions (dark haired Loki and blonde Thor as well as the fact that they refer to each other as brothers) but wouldn’t entirely rule out Norse Myth and I can’t say for certain if it’s MCU or Thor Movies

Status: Multichapter, incomplete

There’ll likely be some skipping around as I lay out what I remember of the plot as well as some glossing over of certain parts that I don’t remember as well as others.

Mega important Key Point of the fic: Loki is a virgin and Thor finds that super attractive and doesn’t properly penetrate (I’m 99% sure Loki is either intersex or Jotuns are single sex in this AU but he also might be ftm or straight up a girl)

The first key event I remember, though I know it’s not the start of the fic but rather I think it’s one of those “let’s establish their past to catch up to the present” montages, one of them being that it’s Thor’s birthday and he receives a gift from the dwarves (or potentially one?) that he says is for Thor’s future betrothed/wife and while no one says what in it, Loki has an idea that proves to be at least close later

These two fact clash into each other very shortly after Loki propositions Thor as he locks Loki in the chastity he received from the dwarves

Loki, later, frustrated breaks into Thor’s room- I can’t remember if he intended to seduce him or not- and finds the box the body jewelry is kept in and decides to put the rest of it on, which includes a tongue piercings, his nipples, and his clit (again not sure if he has one naturally or if he shape shifted for it) as well as a Y chain from his chest to his clit and cuffs on his wrists and ankles. All of which once he puts it on only Thor can take off.

Thor does, eventually, come back but rather than penetrating Loki like he wants he plays with him instead

Loki wakes up after the act to find the chastity finished and locked in place in both holes and his clit shielded

I remember in the author’s note for the last chapter that the author noted that they’d started with either the one discussed or another after it and nothing else, thus needing to work backwards and build into it.

Things this may also include but I’m genuinely not sure:

there might be an enchanted replica of Thor’s cock that Loki is potentially penetrated by by both himself (when he breaks into Thor’s room) and Thor that sensation-wise is linked to Thor but I’m genuinely not sure

If Loki is intersex I’m 99% sure Thor plugs not only his vagina but also cages his dick.

Following that same line Loki either gives himself a PA with a sound attached that Thor locks in place, OR Loki wakes up after to that addition as well

At some point it’s mentioned that Loki has been away at Alfheim, for a noteable amount of time, whether that is before or after the scene where Thor puts him in full chastity I’m not sure, I suspect after because I have vague recollections of Loki making comments about not being able to get off the whole time

Thank you for any help you can offer.

[leisurelypanda]

Terms and Conditions

Steve is a senior in college finishing up his college career by starting a year long internship with Odinson International, an up-and-coming Fortune 500 company. Everything is going great... except that he's late for his first day. Just as Steve is trying to make a good impression for the head of the company, he finds himself in a sticky situation. But Thor apparently has some plans up his sleeve.

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39506415

Pairing: CEO Thor x Intern Steve Rogers

Tags: Dom/sub, spanking, pet play, humiliation, dirty talk, anal sex, semi-public sex, size difference, size kink. 

Word Count: 4.5k

The first day. It was the first day of Steve’s new internship. He tried desperately to keep that thought out of his mind as he dashed up the stairs of his metro stop to get to the building where he was supposed to have been 15 minutes ago. Excuses ran through his mind. The metro was late. There was a crowd. Tourists got in the way. Anything that would sound plausible to his new boss to make him not fire Steve on the spot. 

Odinson International. Steve couldn’t believe it when he got the internship. It was the big break of his college career. He had applied just because he admired the construction they did and because they only ever took 3 interns a year. Many of them would go on to have permanent jobs afterwards. It was just his luck that his crappy phone decided to die in the middle of the night even when he plugged it in.

He came up on the skyscraper where the business was stationed. He didn't even take the time to look up at the architecture like he did when he came for the interview. He had no time. With barely a breath in his lungs, he bolted into the building through a revolving door and raced to the set of elevators on the far side of the building where it would take him up to corporate headquarters.

A tall woman with warm, olive skin and long black hair tied back into braids held the door for him. She smiled sympathetically at him as he bent over to catch his breath. The elevator was thankfully not full. Only the two of them were in it as it closed. 

"Rough morning?" she asked.

"Yeah," Steve gasped out. He gulped for air gracefully like a goldfish on dry land. "First day."

"What department?" she asked.

"Engineering," Steve said as he righted himself. He was sweating, but all that mattered was that he was there. Maybe there was still a chance he could make up for this.

"You one of the new interns they took on?" she asked.

"That's me," Steve said. He grimaced. 

"Well, good luck, I'm rooting for you," she said. She held out her hand. "Valkyrie. No, it's not my real name, but if you ever find out, I'll have to kill you."

"Steve Rogers," he said as he shook it. She had a firm grip.

"I wouldn't worry, Steve," she said. "The boss is pretty laid back."

Steve tried to find some hope in that, even though his heart was still racing. His mother would have a fit if she knew. She always made sure he was exempt from gym class because of his asthma as a kid. She would be practically forcing his inhaler into his mouth if she was there. Thank God she wasn't. 

Steve watched as the elevator approached his floor. With each floor he passed, his heart hammered harder and harder. The door stopped on the 71st floor and Valkyrie stepped aside. 

"This is you," she said. "Good luck on your first day."

"Thanks," Steve said as he stepped out. He straightened his tie and took a deep breath before he walked on. 

The office was well laid out. It was spacious and had a relaxed but productive atmosphere, not like the oppressive, monotonous corporations that made their workers sit in cubicles. This was his first time working in such a high-end business office. Not hired, not yet, but his first time working as someone who would assist with a real role in a project. And he was late.

He tried not to think about that as he hefted his box of office materials. He made his way to the department manager, who directed him to the office he would use. It was… almost too nice. Small, but nice. The desk was made of oak and was just big enough to fit a monitor and any papers and designs he would be working on. There was also a small bookshelf that held various books that looked like they were left by previous interns. One side of the office looked down at the city below while another looked out into the larger office space. The furniture in the room was warm brown, the walls a relaxing cream, and floors were made of wood rather than cold stone. All in all, it was downright inviting.

Steve set his box on the desk and sighed. Inside were all his usual office supplies. A couple plants that he kept, some desk knick-knacks, and decorations to help his office seem more hospitable than he was expecting it to be. An office like this needed something that matched the atmosphere. Professional, but comfortable. Unfortunately, he was dead broke, so this was about all he’d be able to put in here. 

Steve was just setting his marketing books and decorations up when there was a knock at his door. He turned around to see a tall, broad blond man at the door with a smirk on his face. Thor Odinson. Owner, inheritor, and CEO of Odinson International. He was dressed impeccably. A tan suit and pants with robin egg blue button down shirt with two buttons undone radiated the exact vibe the rest of the company had. Dazzling blue eyes sparkled as he looked down at Steve and approached. 

He was, in short, the man of Steve’s dreams. Nearly a foot taller than him, strong, and gorgeous, too. The fact that Steve was going to be working for him was an unfortunate issue, but maybe that wouldn’t turn out to be a problem. The man was amazing and there was no sign at all of a wedding ring. 

"Hear you had some trouble getting here today," he said.

Fuck, Steve thought. "Yes, I had some issues with the subway, sir."

"Please, call me Thor. No one calls me sir unless they're kissing up to me," Thor replied. Instead of a handshake, he embraced Steve and kissed him once on each cheek. Steve pulled away feeling very hot again and with his heart racing for a whole new reason. 

"Uh, yeah, well, thanks for being understanding, Thor," Steve said. "I promise I won't make a habit of being late."

"I do appreciate that," Thor said. "I try to be relaxed, but punctuality is an important part of running a business."

"Yes, I agree," Steve said. 

"I'm glad we're on the same page," Thor said with a smile that could have blinded Steve. His heart fluttered again and Steve wondered how exactly he was going to make it through the day. "I'll see you later. The architecture team has a meeting with me at 3:00."

Steve wrote the time down, but before he could ask Thor where the meeting would be, he was gone. Steve sighed and decided to get set up on the computer. He was already late and he needed to get his introductory training done as soon as possible so he could get started on real work.

The problem with starting a new job, Steve always found, was figuring out where everything happened. Usually, it was pretty straightforward. Coffee shops were obvious. Restaurants were self-explanatory. White collar office jobs were not always the case, apparently. 

He had assumed that the architecture team meeting would be located in the meeting room in their department. He arrived 5 minutes early to the meeting to make sure that he was on time. 20 minutes later, an office assistant arrived and kindly informed him that the meeting was in Thor’s office, not this room. 

Steve raced out of the room as fast as his skinny legs could carry him. He ran to the elevator and took it up to the top floor where Thor’s office was. When he arrived, he stepped out as calmly as he could manage and walked towards the meeting room with the directions the office assistant gave him. 

It didn’t take too long. The window to the meeting room was a single, enormous sheet of glass. What was inside, however, made Steve’s heart sink. The architects were getting up and starting to gather their belongings. Steve opened the door and stepped inside before he could think better of it. 

“Ah, Steven, we were wondering where you were,” Thor said. 

“Yes,” Steve said. “Sorry, I was confused about where the meeting was taking place.”

“I understand,” Thor said. “Why don’t you come in and I’ll catch you up on what you missed?” 

Steve sat down gratefully at the table. The rest filed out. Steve had met most of them already at the morning meeting, which he had arrived on time for. They all seemed like intelligent, hard working people. He hated the idea that he would fall short in their eyes, especially on his first day. 

Thor drummed his fingers on the table for a minute before he got up. Everyone was gone and his private office floor was the height in luxury and comfort. And privacy. He didn’t even have assistants buzzing around. Steve swallowed around the lump in his throat as Thor approached the window. 

“You know,” Thor said as he faced the window with his hands clasped behind his back. “When Natasha told me about the young business intern she hired, I found myself excited. I envisioned a diligent and talented young man who would bring a fresh perspective to my company’s approach to design.” 

Thor touched a dial on the window and it dimmed. It was only a slight change, but Steve suddenly grew nervous. His heart was racing. His leg began to thump as he watched Thor from his seat on the other side of the room. 

“I… apologize for the confusion, Thor,” Steve said. 

“Do you?” Thor asked. He turned and began to walk over to Steve. Steve sat back in the chair just as Thor sat next to him on the table. “You were late for work this morning. You missed the meeting I told you about. What do you have to say for yourself?” 

Steve felt his face begin to heat up. All he could focus on was how strong and thick Thor’s fingers looked, how well he filled out the suit he wore. Every strand of hair was in place. His piercing blue eyes seemed to assess every inch of Steve. Steve himself suddenly felt under prepared and underdressed. Thor reached out and started to brush down Steve’s clothes. 

“You know where I come from, it is considered extremely rude to be late,” Thor said. “Much like the United States and Britain. Punctuality is highly valued because time is a precious resource.” 

“Yes, I understand, Thor,” Steve said. 

“You see, I’m not sure that you do,” Thor said. His hands went to Steve’s neck to straighten his tie. As he did, his fingers brushed against Steve’s neck. Steve felt his heart skip a beat as he felt Thor’s callused fingers brush against his soft skin. “I think you need some… individual training.” 

“Thor?” Steve said. He looked up into Thor’s eyes. This morning they sparkled so brightly. Now, they were dark with lust. 

“I think you should call me Sir now,” Thor said. His voice was low and dark, like hot molasses dripping onto Steve’s skin. 

“Fuck,” Steve breahted. “Y-Yes, Sir.” 

“Good boy,” Thor murmured. He pressed a thumb against Steve’s lips and traced them with a delicate touch. Steve’s breath hitched and he tried to open his mouth and lick the digit.

“Not yet,” Thor said. “You haven’t proven that you can be good yet.” 

Steve whined and Thor smiled down at him. 

“Why don’t you get on your knees?” Thor said. 

Steve slid off the chair and down to his knees in one fluid motion. He’d been here before. Other one night stands who all acted dominant. Some even seemed good at the part. None of them, not one, was as effortlessly attractive and dominant as Thor was. Was he even trying or did it just come to him as naturally as breathing? That’s what it seemed like. 

“Hands behind your back,” Thor said. Steve obeyed and crossed his arms at the wrist in a classic submissive pose. “Well, you seem submissive enough, that’s for sure.” 

“Thank you, Sir,” Steve said. 

Thor just hummed and dangled his foot slightly. It nudged Steve’s stomach, but since Steve wasn’t sure if that meant he should get up, he stayed where he was. This was apparently the correct response, as Thor hummed in approval. He took Steve’s chin in a big hand and stroked a thumb down his jawline before turning Steve’s head from side to side. 

“My, but you are a pretty one,” Thor said. The sound was practically a purr. “I think I’ll make you my pet.” 

“Sir?” Steve asked. 

“Yes, I think I will make you my kitten,” Thor said. “Someone as unruly as you is sure to be an entertaining pet to have.” 

Somehow, those words went straight to Steve’s dick. It strained against his slacks. His entire body vibrated with need and urgency, the desire to suck Thor’s cock or be fucked by him. The image of him laying on Thor’s couch, all curled up, or sitting at his feet with a collar around his neck filled his head, though. 

“You’re not listening, kitten,” Thor said. Steve blinked and realized that Thor had asked him a question. He racked his brain, trying to think of what Thor asked him about. Thor sighed. “You will find that I am not lenient with punishment, my pet. If you make me repeat myself, I will have to punish you.” 

A bead of sweat trickled down the back of Steve’s neck along his spine. Steve made himself look up at Thor, even as his knees began to ache from kneeling directly on the floor. Thor must have noticed his discomfort, because he tapped one of Steve’s knees with a foot. 

“Answer my question, and I’ll let you stand up,” he said. Steve tried and tried to think, but he finally gave up and shook his head. “Pity.” 

Thor chuckled lowly and stood. He towered over Steve’s kneeling body. Steve tried to look Thor in the eyes, but all he could see was the prominent bulge in Thor’s pants. It was downright massive and so tantalizingly close to Steve’s face. However, before Steve could revel in its beauty, Thor bent down and seized a fistful of Steve’s hair. He pulled it back roughly and Steve hissed in pain. 

“I’m going to spank you,” Thor murmured. “Right here, where anyone who walks by can see. They’ll see how bad you are, how useless and pathetic.” 

Steve felt like he might combust at any moment or melt into a puddle of shame. Thor paused, though, looking down at Steve. There was a silent question in his eyes. Steve nodded slightly, and Thor hauled him up onto his feet and bent him over the table facing the window. Outside, not a soul stirred. There was no click of heels against the hardwood floor, no echo of voices down the hall. No sound… except for the clink of Thor’s belt buckle. As that tiny sound reached Steve’s ears, it reverberated through Steve’s body. His skin erupted in gooseflesh as Thor pulled Steve’s pants down, exposing his ass. 

“This is even more beautiful up close,” Thor said. “I can’t wait to see how red I can make it.” 

Steve swallowed hard. Thor pulled Steve’s shirt up and over his head before he tossed it on the table. Utterly naked and exposed, Steve just looked out the window, hoping against hope that no one would come. His cock twitched eagerly, though, at the thought of someone finding him like this, of them knowing that he was the boss’s plaything. Thor grabbed the handful of Steve’s hair again and pulled slightly. 

“I won’t bother asking you to count,” Thor said. “You’re so dumb, I doubt you could manage it.” 

“Yes, Sir,” Steve said. 

“Ready?” Thor asked. Steve took a deep breath and nodded. Without further prompting, Thor brought his belt down on Steve’s ass. It was not a gentle strike, but rough, and it stung like a motherfucker. Steve yelped and didn’t realize how loud he was until it was out of his mouth. He clapped a hand over his mouth just as Thor brought the belt back down on him. 

“My, but I wasn’t expecting that,” Thor said. “It’s like you want to tell everyone on this floor what’s happening to you.” 

“Sir,” Steve gasped. His hand was still on his mouth, though, and the sound was muffled. 

“Take your hand off so I can hear you properly, kitten,” Thor whispered into Steve’s ear. Steve groaned as he obeyed. 

“Sir, I-I, I-I don’t know,” Steve said. This was ridiculous. Two spanks and he was already coming undone. Was he really so easy?

“Of course you don’t,” Thor said. “It was a silly question for me to ask you.” 

With that, he brought the belt down on Steve’s ass again. It was just as hard as before, but Steve still yelped with the pain. He moved to cover his mouth again, but Thor pulled his head back a little farther. 

“Leave it,” he said. “Let them hear, whoever they are.” 

Steve nodded and Thor slackened his grip on Steve’s hair. He didn’t let go completely, though. Steve wasn’t sure he wanted Thor to let go, either. The belt landed harder on Steve’s ass this time and Steve cried out. He’d been spanked. There was a guy he met named Chad (yeah, gross, but he was desperate at the time) who spanked him a few months ago. It was… underwhelming. Steve walked away and decided it wasn’t for him. 

This, however, made him feel like he was glowing. His pain made him feel on fire in the most incredible way he never knew was possible. His head stung from Thor’s firm grip in a way Steve never knew he could ever enjoy. He felt alive for the first time in his life and like he was dying of pleasure. It was euphoria and torture and he couldn’t get enough of it. 

By the time Thor landed the last strike, Steve had tears running down his face. Thor flipped him over onto his back and wiped away a stream of tears with one of his thumbs. 

“Beautiful,” Thor said. His eyes were near black. 

“Thank you, Sir,” Steve murmured. His brain felt hazy, like he was looking out into a foggy morning, except that he also was talking through something warm and fuzzy. 

“I want you to be mine,” Thor said. “I want to own you, kitten.” 

“Okay,” Steve said. 

“Don’t answer now,” Thor said. “Just lay back and take your reward.” 

Steve didn’t need to be told twice. Thor unzipped his pants and Steve just looked out the windows. No one walked past, even now. He heard the sound of Thor lubing up his cock. Steve reached towards his own cock with his right hand and began to stroke it lazily. He heard Thor chuckle. 

“So impertinent,” he murmured. “You’ll be a good kitten for me.” 

With that, Thor leaned over the desk and kissed Steve. It was gentle, but firm, claiming. Steve kissed back and yielded readily when Thor pushed his tongue into Steve’s mouth. A moment later, Steve felt a large, thick length nudge against his entrance. Thor pushed it in ever so slowly. It burned. It burned like the sun and Steve couldn’t get enough of it. Thor was massive, easily bigger than any other man Steve had slept with in the few years he’d been sexually active. 

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,” Steve breathed. “Is that… gonna fit?” 

“It’ll fit, my kitten,” Thor murmured. His voice dripped with amusement. “I’ll make it fit.” 

Steve whimpered, but he nodded and Thor slowly pressed another thick inch into him. Steve let his head fall back onto the table. Thor captured his throat and sucked on the side, near Steve’s collarbone. Stars flickered to life in Steve’s vision. The feeling of Thor’s body over him, of Thor’s cock inside him, of Thor’s mouth on his neck, of Thor’s hands gripping his body… it all overwhelmed him. Steve was a glass vessel shattered into a million tiny pieces. 

After several long minutes, Thor bottomed out. Steve was pretty sure he could feel this man in his stomach or something. He was huge, but Steve didn’t want him to ever pull out. 

“You feel… incredible,” Thor groaned. 

“You, too, Sir,” Steve breathed. He gripped Thor’s arms. He still wore his shirt, though at some point his jacket had been discarded. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to the elbow, exposing strong, corded forearms rippling with muscle and strength. 

After several minutes that felt like a short eternity, Thor began to rock into Steve’s body. With each thrust into him, Steve was sure he could see the stars again. Each movement caused Thor’s thick cock to graze against Steve’s prostate. Steve didn’t care what happened after this. He would crawl over hot coals just to taste this man’s cock again. 

“God, Sir, how are you so big?” Steve asked after a particularly sharp thrust almost made him cum. 

“Good genes, I suppose,” Thor said with a smirk. “How did you end up so tight? You’re not a virgin, are you?” 

“Nope,” Steve replied. He made his lips pop with the word. “Just good genes.” 

“I’ll look forward to popping your cherry every day, then,” Thor said. 

He gripped Steve’s hips hard enough to bruise as he quickened his pace. His hips smacked against Steve’s in a quick rhythm. Steve gripped Thor’s forearms harder, then reached up to wrap his hands around Thor’s neck. His silky hair teased Steve’s fingers and Thor groaned as Steve dug his fingers into the meat of Thor’s shoulders. 

Steve had no idea how long it lasted, how long it was before Thor’s deep, long thrusts became short and frantic as he chased his pleasure with Steve’s body. Steve had no idea when he started pumping his cock with equal desperation, before Thor batted his hand away and wrapped his bigger, rougher hand around Steve’s shaft. Steve only knew the moment when Thor came with a shout and hot, thick cum shot into Steve’s waiting body. A few minutes later, Thor brought Steve over the edge and Steve was sure that he saw stars. 

Steve let his body hang limp in Thor’s arms. They breathed together for a few minutes. Then, Thor straightened himself. Steve whined as Thor’s cock slipped out of him, but he didn’t complain much as Thor used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Steve’s body. It wasn’t much, but it was something. Then, Thor helped Steve dress in silence before he straightened himself up. 

“Come to my office,” Thor said. 

“Why?” Steve asked. 

“That was intense for you,” Thor said. “I want to make sure you’re okay before you go.” 

“Oh. Okay,” Steve said. He wasn’t sure what else to say to that. “Do you… think anyone saw us?” 

“Unlikely,” Thor said. “I tinted the windows before we started. For privacy.” 

Steve blinked. “You what?” 

“The windows tint on the outside,” Thor said. He pointed over to the panel next to the windows in the room. “They’re controlled from inside, though.” 

“So all that about people watching us…” 

“Was an act,” Thor said with a mischievous smirk. “Did you enjoy it? The thrill of the thought of being caught?” 

Steve blushed and looked away. It was apparently enough for Thor to know how Steve felt about it. Thor chuckled as he opened the door. 

“So what happens now?” Steve asked quietly as they walked to Thor’s office. 

“I meant what I said,” Thor said. “I want you. If you agree, I can have you transferred to work directly under me instead of in architecture.” 

“Really?” Steve asked. It was… unexpected. It would be good, even if it didn’t work out long term. Working with a Fortune 500 businessman would be fantastic… and the sex would be even better. 

“Don’t answer now,” Thor said. “But if you like, I will send you the details later today for you to peruse.” 

“How long do I have?” Steve asked. 

“Well, let us say until the end of the week,” Thor said with a smile. “Though I hope the taste you received of what you could have is enough to persuade you.” 

Steve smiled even as his heart was still beating a mile a minute. Thor opened the door to his private office and inside was the most outrageously ridiculous office Steve had ever seen. Long, red, plush couches with thick, patterned throw pillows flanked a dark, mahogany coffee table. The cream walls were covered in pictures and decorations, trimmed in gold and blue. The room was decorated with warm colors and Steve immediately felt both comfortable. 

He immediately fell onto a couch that was every bit as comfortable as it looked and decided that, whatever it was Thor wanted from him, he was willing to give. 

That evening as Steve returned to his disappointingly mediocre apartment that he shared with his friends Peter Parker, Bucky, and Sam, Steve felt like he had returned to earth. Bucky and Sam were at each other’s throats again over Super Smash. Peter was likely in his room doing homework. Steve slumped into a chair that creaked as he sat down. 

He pulled out his laptop and checked his emails. He didn’t have many classes this semester, but he did have some. He intended to spend as much time at the internship as he could so he could learn everything he could absorb. First in his inbox, though, sent as soon as Steve had left Odinson International, was an email from Thor. The subject line was “Terms and Conditions.” 

Steve sighed as he opened the email. It was probably some bullshit automatic email he got from the company. He was surprised, though, to find that this email wasn’t from Thor’s work email. It was from a personal one, and the first word on the document was… “Kitten.” He smiled. 

“Hey Stevie, what happened today?” Bucky called over as Sam howled in defeat. Steve knew that Bucky would be adding another tally to their running list of wins and losses. Currently, Bucky was up by about 4. “Did you find a sugar daddy?” 

Steve smiled as he read the document. A contract, he realized, to be Thor’s kitten. A sub. Sure enough, there was a provision that Thor would provide Steve with certain benefits, even in the event that their relationship should end. 

I think I have, Steve thought. 

[polizwrites]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark/Thor Characters: Tony Stark, Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Friends With Benefits, One Night Stands, Bottom Tony Stark, POV Tony Stark Summary: When Thor returns to Avengers Compound after the events of Captain America: Civil War, he and Tony find solace and comfort (and sex) in each other’s company.

This is my final fill for @avengersbingo -  B4: Age Gap as well as @tonystarkbingo   T1- One Night Stand!  

[lettyfanfics]

Marvel Masterlist

Steve Rogers

Aulas particulares (Smut)

[buckybarnesbingo]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster/Thor Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Darcy Lewis, Jane Foster (Marvel), Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: sex pollen mentioned, secretiveness, Avengers Tower, Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Idiots in Love, Secret Admirer, jane is nosy, Matchmaking, No nut november, Steve is sexually frustrated, Sexual Frustration, Man Tiddies, steve is relaxed, Jane is not awake yet, cuddling for warmth, Fluff, Cock Blocked, Making Out, Nearly Getting Caught, Steve is a cock block, COCK BLOCK VENGERS, Hanukkah, Jewish!Jane, Jewish!Darcy, Jewish!Wanda, Bucky is half-Jewish Series: Part 20 of You are Never too Young for Bingo Summary:

Bucky received a flower bouquet. Jarvis wouldn’t tell him from whom it was. He would solve the mystery of his secret admirer later because he had to deliver a gift from him to a certain dark-haired, bespectacled astrophysicist. Anonymously of course.

Bucky and Darcy and their matchmaking friends were at Stark’s ski lodge. They were snowed in and the power went out. Bucky and Darcy smell a conspiracy.

Bucky and Darcy woke up together after the power went out. Bucky’s room got cold while they slept. He had to build a fire before he could warm Darcy’s nose again with his manly tiddies.

The Not so Secret Admirer

MuffinEngineer86

Chapter 6: Candles & Period of Grace 

Summary:

Jane, Darcy, and Wanda lit the Hanukkah Menorah. Thor and Bucky helped with the cooking. The rest of the gang was somewhere else, giving them a break.

Bucky Barnes Bingo Card No. / Name on Card: B045 / Muffin Square: C5 - Cooking Together

[tonystarkbingo]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tony Stark/Thor Characters: Tony Stark, Thor (Marvel) Additional Tags: Canon Divergence - Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Friends With Benefits, One Night Stands, Bottom Tony Stark, POV Tony Stark Summary:

When Thor returns to Avengers Compound after the events of Captain America: Civil War, he and Tony find solace and comfort (and sex) in each other’s company.

[aevyk-ing]

Wait, so you’re telling me that, after four freaking months, you haven’t had time to proofread my book? And you tell me now only because I asked for it? When were you planning to tell me if not? 

[bitemescftly]

* @goddamnmuses​  ♥’d this starter call

      The brunette chuckled softly as she walked into the room to see the man’s attention entirely too focused on whatever piece of paper he was holding and reading attentively as if it held all the answers to all the questions. Instead, the woman decided to guide his mind somewhere else. “I missed you.” Anna spoke, walking towards where he sat, not stopping until she was climbing into his lap to straddle the man’s legs and have them facing each other. “It was very rude to ignore me all day.” She teased, setting herself more comfortably - a way that caused her delicate core to press rather snugly against the man’s crotch and  along that their chests touching, leaving not an inch of space between them. “What was so important that you couldn’t spare a minute for me?” Anna asked, the tip of her nose nudging the side of the man’s throat in a teasingly seductive way before she began to press little kisses and bites over the column of his throat - mindful not to leave a mark. 

[acrystalwitch]

First an introduction to Lucifer: Usually in my deity guides this is where I’d share a bit of mythology on the deity I learned from their texts. Here will be a lot of UPG and SPG instead from him and other followers of his instead, as the texts he is in purely see him as evil and misunderstand him. This might ruffle some feathers so again please know; I understand I’m speaking from my own UPG a lot.

From the best of my understanding, and from what Lucifer has shared with me…

Lucifer was an Angel from the Christian religion. He was his father’s most beautiful Angel.

His father made the angels to serve him and always rule under him, he was the only god in his pantheon and wanted to stay that way.

The angels never even questioned it, things were how they were and that was that. But, Lucifer started to question it, he felt it was unfair and cruel for a god to create so many creations just to serve him and worship him, it was selfish and controlling. So he asked to be treated as an equal, and instead was punished.

In that he gathered all of the angels he’d been able to rally behind his cause. He wanted to free them of the idea that told them they couldn’t ever be more than his servants. Lucifer revealed to them that they were all no different from gods themselves. They rebelled against their controller, and lost.

Lucifer and his angels were kicked out of their pantheon and thrown into Hell, being called ‘demons’ now.

The demons rule different parts of hell and Lucifer is said to be the king of all of it. But I also believe he spends most of his time on Earth.

When Lucifer saw that his father created humans and was doing the same to them in Eden that he’d done to the angels he felt so sorry for them. He snuck his way into the garden and tried to get them to pull the veil from their eyes. He helped them see that they could make decisions for themself, and that’s the energy he continues to try and bring to us all wherever he can.

He is a deity of love for humanity, love for freedom and independence. A god of rebellion and justice for those who have been walked all over. He is angry and sad and kind and fair. He is pride and self love. Confidence and knowing yourself inside and out.

My personal experience with Lucifer:

He is the 3rd deity I brought into my personal pantheon I worship and he is very key to my pagan practice.

He came into my life to help with a lot of my religious trauma and things revolving around the church and my childhood and my parents.

He also helps with a lot of my gender and trans issues, as I and many others that work with him see him as a more non-binary being (I use he/him pronouns mainly but I have always felt Lucifer isn’t binary)

He appears in meditations to me as a blonde man, looking kind of sad at times, but other days very excitable and probably the one that makes me laugh the most (next to Thor)

WHY ALL THE LEMONS

You might’ve noticed almost everything I do surrounding lucifer I talk about lemons or have images of lemons.

Plain and simple answer is, lucifer really likes lemons 😂

It just kind of became our thing because I’ve always really liked sour fruits. They seem misunderstood like him, but also bright and sunny , with that sour kick.

On that note…

Other offerings for Lucifer

(Of all of my deities Lucifer cares the least about physical offerings and the most about spending quality time together)

- yellow, orange, red, black candles

- sunstone

- citrine

- carnelian

- flower agate

- gold jewelry

- wine

- Sun water

-chocolate

- citrus/lemon incense

-coffee

-tree fruits

Non physical offerings

- acts of rebellion

- artwork

- poetry

- shadow work

- hanging out with him while you do mundane activities

- learn about yourself, get to know yourself

If you have a lot of trauma in your past about the Christian religion and have felt like he might be reaching out to you, it could be worth pulling out your preferred divination method and having a check.

He has worked wonders for me already and I’ve found a lifelong friend in him as well. Of all my deities I’d say he’s the most understanding of humanity and what we go through and it just feels like talking to a wise friend sometimes.

[esoteric-chaos]

Midsummer Masterpost - Spoonie witch friendly

Midsummer, also known as the Summer Solstice.  This day is the longest day of the year. Typically lands around June 21st  (December 21st in the Southern Hemisphere). 

Many cultures around the world celebrate the Summer Solstice in their own ways. Marking a very important event for most.  

Fire is the main association with this holiday as it marks the sun. This holiday also marks the end of the planting season.

Midsummer Correspondences

Colours

Green

Gold

Light Blue

Yellow

Red

Orange

White

Herbal

Basil

Bay Leaves

Lavender

Mint

Rosemary

Thyme

Chamomile

Mugwort

Vervain

Rose

Honeysuckle

St. John’s Wort

Yarrow

Calendula

Sunflower

Marigold

Jasmine

Oak

Cinnamon

Elder

Edibles

Honey

Berries

Cheese

Lemonade

Lemons

Oranges

Tea

Honey cakes

Mead, Ale, Wine

Ice Cream

Animals

Bees

Cow

Butterfly

Dragonfly

Horse

Summer birds (Wren, Robin, Hawks, Eagles, Swallows, etc)

Crystals

Emerald

Jade

Sunstone

Orange or Green Calcite

Carnelian

Citrine

Amber

Tiger’s Eye

Diamond

Pearl

Quartz

Ruby

Garnet

Metals

Symbols

Sun

Fire, Bonfire, Balefire

Sun Wheel

Sunflower

Phoenix

Fae

Herbal

Summer flowers

Rose

Spirals

Spiritual meanings

Love

Life

Light

Passion

Creativity

Healing & Health

Growth

Empowerment

Lust

Fertility

Power

Success

Prosperity

Warmth

Solar energy

Scents

Lavender

Sage

Lemon

Rose

Mint & Spearmint

Jasmine

Rosemary

Verbena

Coconut

Orange

Gods / Goddesses / Spirits

Gaia

Aestas (Roman)

Aine (Celtic)

Brigantia (Celtic)

Venus (Roman)

Aphrodite (Greek)

Apollo (Roman)

Apollon (Greek)

Zeus and Thor (Thunder Gods)

Ra (Egyptian)

Greenman

Oak King

Anuket (Egyptian)

Benten (Japanese)

Any other sun Gods/Goddesses

Need some suggestions to celebrate? I got you covered.

High energy celebrations 

Bonfires

Fae offerings

Create Fae garden

Weave flower crowns

Perform a phoenix ritual

Create a  Besom

Dance and sing

Leave offerings to solar Gods/Goddesses

Divination work

Any solar energy workings

Low energy celebrations 

Ritual bath

Light a candle in honor

Watch the sunset

Meditate with solar energy

Pray to solar Gods/Goddesses

Create solar water

No spoon celebrations 

If you have a sun lamp bask in it

Watch the sunset

Greet the sun at sunrise

Tell yourself kind words

Remember that it’s okay if you cant do much while you are unwell. That you come first and you simply existing is a blessing.

How you celebrate the holiday does not matter. You can choose to do any activity that feels right. These are only suggestions and remember that you're enough no matter what.

[marvel-fanfic-writer-8675]

Eucalyptus

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: fluff, cursing, innuendos

Summary: gardening, and someone showed Bucky tik tok

You loved gardening, your boyfriend on the other hand…he definitely did not have a green thumb, that’s for sure. You once left him in charge of your plants while you were on a mission and he killed them all, even the cactus, you were only gone for 3 days.

You had gone to the nursery (plant store) to look around and find a new plant for your garden in the back of the compound. Your garden was enjoyed by everyone, they all loved being able to go out and sit on the bench you had in there, and relax, let all their past bad experiences melt away. It was like the team’s own secret hideout from the world. You came back from the store super excited to show the team your new finds.

“Honey! Can you please come help me get the plants out of the car,” you asked your boyfriend, Bucky. “Of course doll, let me go grab Steve and he can help us too.” After bringing all the plants to the garden the team had come out to see what would be added to the special hideaway.

Natasha, believe it or not, was one of the most excited about the new additions, especially when she saw one specific plant. “Is that, Dagestanian Spleenwort?” She was wide eyed and almost tearing up. “Bless you…?” Tony answered, confused at the long, hard to pronounce name. “Dagestanian Spleenwort,” you responded, “a fern usually only found in Russia but they had one at the store I went to and I thought it would look nice.” Nat smiled softly and went to touch the fern. “Back in the Red Room they had a bunch of these outside in the outdoor training area, I would spend the little free time I had hiding in the plants, they gave me a feeling of comfort.” You set a hand on your friend’s shoulder, “I’ll be sure to take extra care of it, and you can help me if you’d like.” Natasha nodded and you went through more of the plants you had bought.

“I also got a lemon tree for that bare space in the corner,” you continued. “We can make lemonade!” Thor shouted excitingly, it was one of his favorite Midgardian drinks. Everyone chuckled and you agreed that yes, you could make lemonade. After you had finished saying all the stuff you’d gotten everyone went back to what they were doing beforehand, leaving you to plant your new plants. Bucky stayed back a minute to say goodbye, but was surprised when you told him to wait for a minute.

You ran out to your car and grabbed one final, secret plant you had gotten. “What is that doll?” Bucky was very curious at the bushel of green you held in your hand. “I found some Eucalyptus at the store for only $2!” “Eucalyptus dick,” Bucky shouted. You just stared at him in shock. “Eucalyptus dick!” He doubled down on the joke. “Honey, who showed you tik tok?” You asked with a slight smirk at the idea of your 107 year old boyfriend on tik tok. “Peter showed it to me when he saw a funny captain America video,” he admitted. You shook your head and set the eucalyptus down. “What am I gonna do with you,” you pondered as you gave him a kiss. “Love me eternally?” He responded like a cute puppy, enjoying his kiss. “I suppose,” you said, smiling up at him, as he pulled you in for another kiss.

You spent the rest of the day with Bucky out in the garden. He had brought out his favorite book and was reading while you worked with your plants. After you had finished you sat next to him, your head leaning on his shoulder. “All done doll?” You nodded, leading him to the new plants. “Looks beautiful doll, just like you.” You blushed at the compliment, elbowing him softly for his cheesy statement. “I love you, you dork,” you teased. “Good, cause I love you too, my little garden fairy.” You both laughed, walking hand in hand back inside, just in time to join the team for dinner.

Steve had made some chicken recipe he found, he loved to make food for the team, it was his way of showing he cared. He had a book with all the team’s likes, dislikes, allergies, etc. You and Bucky sat down in your usual spots, greeting the rest of the team. “So, how did planting go?” Clint asked. “It was great planting the eucalyptus..” Bucky smirked at you as you said eucalyptus and at the same time, him, Sam, and Tony all yelled “eucalyptus dick,” and burst out laughing. You just raised your eyebrows at your boyfriend as he looked at you, pretending innocence, “love you doll,” he tried. “Sometimes I question how we ever ended up together,” you sighed, kissing his nose, making him blush. The conversation then moved on to how Tony blew up part of his lab…again.

After dinner, you and Bucky volunteered to clean the dishes. You put on your shared playlist and got to work on the mountain of dishes. After the dishes were done, you still had water on your hands so you decided to start a fight, you flicked the water at your boyfriend who immediately turned to you, “oh doll, you don’t know what you just got yourself into…” he took the faucet and sprayed you quickly with the water. Laughing, and soaked, you moved and gave Bucky a huge hug, getting him soaked in the process. While hugging, you grabbed the faucet and sprayed Bucky’s back. You then started running towards your shared bedroom, but against a super soldier, you had no chance. He caught up to you, wrapped you in his arms and dipped you, giving you a kiss in the process. “Really thought you could run away doll? You started this fight,” he smirked. “Yeah and I was gonna finish this in the shower, but if you don’t want to join me then…” Bucky’s face lit up, “no, yeah, let’s go shower, gotta get off all the dirt from the day ya know.” And with that you both showered and got ready for bed. Some nice, warm cuddles in your boyfriend’s arms was just what this day needed to end perfectly.

[darknight3904]

Like We Used To

Masterlist / Main Masterlist

This marks the beginning of Part Two of This Love. 

Warnings: Slight references to male masturbation and dirty dreams. Nothing wild.

Asgard 2013

   "Are you sure you want this?" 

   "Hush, Fandral, she can make her own decisions." 

   "Yeah,  I can make my own decisions, and I  have decided to change it to blue." 

   "HA! You're such an idiot!" Volstagg cheered, slamming his final card to the table which erupted into loud groans 

Astri and her friends had been playing a Midgardian game Thor had brought back from New York, it was called Uno and Astri was inherently terrible at it.

   "He can not keep winning like this," Hogun said tossing his hand into the middle of the table. 

   "He has to be cheating," Sif whispered  

   "We could always rig the cards against him," Fandral suggested 

   "But then, is it a fair victory when one of us wins?" Astri asked 

   "It is if he hasn't been winning fairly this whole time." Sif pointed out

   "Pass the cards out, I plan to win again." Volstagg declared

   "Cheater," Fandral whispered as he dealt the cards again.

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Loki didn't realize how mind-numbing his time in the dungeons would end up being. The first few weeks had been a blur, Frigga had sent furniture and books to him and he spent time rearranging and figuring out the best angle for his bed. Now, he was out of furniture to rearrange and the endless books were becoming boring. He had begun to stew over his loss on Midgard but felt his mind slipping away from his humiliation. As he lay there, he realized he missed the feel of the sun on his face and the way the wind would slightly blow through his chambers when he left the balcony doors open. Loki missed horseback riding through the dense forests of Asgard and the way the stars looked down at him at night when he couldn't sleep. Most of all though, he missed Astri and everything that came with her. He missed the way her laughter would carry through the castle when he made a bad joke. He could imagine the way her long hair would shine whenever the sun streamed into the huge library windows. Loki swore he could smell the soft scent of Astri's fruit-smelling perfume as he lay in his cell.

He couldn't believe she hadn't visited him yet. At first, he had presumed Odin had banned visitors but after asking Frigga who said Astri was free to visit him as much as she wished, he was saddened by her absence. Every day when his meals arrived he swore he heard the soft clicking of her shoes, instead he was met with the same guard over and over again. Loki tried to imagine what she could possibly be doing without him. They had spent nearly every waking moment together as they grew up. Was she with Thor or Sif? Was she rotting away in the library, learning a million different spells? Or perhaps she was with the Aesir fellow she had met in the damn markets? Loki had felt jealousy swirl in his stomach at the idea of the last one. Aesir wasn't necessarily terrible but he just seemed so droll. The way he just mindlessly complimented Astri whenever he saw her, it was like he was grovelling for her when they barely even knew each other. Loki doubted he even remembered what Astri wore each time they saw each other. Did Aesir know Astri's favorite foods and that she hated red flowers? Clearly not since he brought her bunches of them all the time and brought almond cakes when Atri clearly liked lemon better.

By the time his supper had arrived, he had decided that Aesir was possibly the most boring Asgardian who ever lived. Beyond his flat personality, he has terrible style. Loki had peered into Astri's mind the other night and found the most recent memories of Aesir. He had been dressed in the worst possible outfit. The way the silver in his armor contrasted against his skin made him look rather yellow. He felt Astri's embarrassment as they had strolled through the gardens when multiple handmaids had passed and giggled at Aesir.

   "What's on your mind?" A soft voice asked

Loki swore he had never sat up quicker than in this moment.

   "What's wrong, you look like you've seen a ghost." Astri asked, "Is there something on my face?"

   "I didn't think you'd ever visit," Loki admitted crossing the cell to where the golden barrier separated them

   "I wasn't planning on visiting today. I was going to make you sweat it out for a few more weeks but Volstagg was driving me insane and I needed a break." She explained

   "What did he do that's annoying you so much?" Loki asked

   "He keeps beating me at this Midgardian game Thor showed all of us." Astri sighed

Loki felt his mouth twitch slightly into a smile. Even though he wanted to be mad at her for not seeing him sooner, he was, as usual, finding it to be impossible to be angry with her.

   "I also brought this..." Astri said pushing a tray of food through a designated spot in the barrier.

   "Aren't you hungry?" Loki asked

   "No, Thor and I have been eating our suppers together for the past year and I swear spending time around him has fattened me up. It's like his huge stomach is affecting me too." Astri admitted

   "I think you look great." Loki complimented, he felt jealousy roar in his chest at the idea of Astri sitting across from Thor in her chambers, laughing at jokes and eating her favorite cakes.

   "Aesir said that a few days ago. I'm sure you already knew that though. You know you're not entirely undetected going through my mind like that at night. You show up in my dreams and that's how I know you're searching my memories, seeing what I've been doing with my days." Astri said

   "Anyone has a right to know what their best friend is up to. And how else would I know when I thought you had resolved to never see me again." Loki countered, surprised that she was able to sense him.

   "Oh please, you never thought that. You knew I'd show eventually." Astri knowingly said

Damn, she knew him well.

   "Has it occurred to you that maybe I missed you?" Loki asked honestly

   "It's crossed my mind. Although I'd like to think that you don't since then I'd feel guilty about not spending my every moment with you." Astri said

   "Like we used to?" He asked

   "Like we used to." Astri parroted with a soft smile that made Loki's heart beat just a little quicker.

Silence fell as he stared at the girl across from him. While she claimed to be fattening up with his "brother", he swore she had lost weight. Perhaps it was the lighting or maybe her dress was ill-fitting? No. Astri was definitely smaller than usual, her arms were normally more defined with muscle than they were now, exposed by a soft yellow gown she wore.

   "You're staring again," Astri said

   "I haven't seen you since the cage on Midgard." He reminded "Forgive me if I'm trying to commit your face to memory. I don't know when you'll visit again."

   "Maybe I will, maybe I won't," Astri said wistfully

She seemed sadder. As if someone had snuffed out her firey spirit Loki had come to love over the years.

   "Would you be able to come tomorrow?" He asked

   "What's in it for me?" She coyly asked

   "I'll read to you for as long as you'd like." Loki promised.

   "You're just tired of being bored in there," Astri said

   "Oh, quite the opposite I'm having a wonderful time here." Loki lied

   "You're not the only one going through their best friend's minds when they sleep" Astri smirked

When in the Nine Realms had she been doing that? Loki felt his smile falter as Astri laughed

   "By the way, beyond your obvious boredom, your dreams of me undressing and then bathing are quite erotic. I feel bad for your hand, and the other prisoners." Astri laughed

That explains the dream he'd been having for the past week.

   "You should not be going through my mind like that." He scolded, feeling his face redden

   "Oh, and that gives you permission to go through mine?" She questioned

   "What you saw is personal." He hissed, embarrassed at her knowledge of him

   "Whatever you say, Loki." She laughed

God he missed that sound, it warmed the air around him and sent a smile to his face.

   "I'll see you tomorrow. I hope whatever book you have is worth my time." Astri said standing

   "You're leaving already?" Loki asked following her as she walked.

    "It's getting late, I had a long day of losing to Volstagg. Plus I'm sure you need some alone time with your dreams of me." She teased

Loki felt his face go red, he was so embarrassed he bet even his ears were red.

   "What a nice color on you, Loki!" Astri complimented before walking away

Loki sighed and watched Astri walk off, she was going to kill him one day. The funny thing was he'd be perfectly fine with it, dying for her no matter how ridiculous the reason.

Astri had barely closed the door to her chambers before Thor had her jumping out of her skin.

   "How is he?" Thor asked

   "Don't scare me like that ever again."  Astri glared looking at Thor who was reclined on her bed

   "Why? It's so fun." Thor smiled

    "He's fine. He's bored and just as Loki as he has ever been." Astri said

Thor nodded as Astri walked to her vanity and began removing her jewelry and pulling pins from her hair.

   "Aesir came calling when you were with Loki." He said

   "Really? What did he want? I just saw him two days ago." She said

   "Well, he left these." Thor gestured to a large red vase of flowers "I put them in water, no need to thank me."

Astri rolled her eyes, she definitely wasn't going to thank him.

   "He say anything to go along with them?" She asked

   "Well, he said his mother was going to make the almond cakes you liked last time and he said he wanted to take a horse ride through the forest in a few days time." Thor said

   "How nice, I'll have to tell him I accept," Astri said picking her brush up

   "Don't you hate red flowers, and you don't even like almond cakes, everyone knows you prefer lemon." Thor pointed out

   "Maybe I've changed," Astri said

She looked at Thor through the mirror who gave her a 'Are you serious?' stare.

   "Okay, you got me, maybe I didn't tell him those things." She groaned

   "They seem like important things," Thor said

   "Pfft.... no." Astri laughed nervously, when did Thor become so observant?

   Silence fell over the pair as Astri brushed through her hair and every few seconds glanced at Thor who seemed to be admiring her patterned bedspread.

   "Did Loki ask about me?" Thor asked

Astri thought about lying to him to make him feel better. But what good were feelings if they came from lies that would just hurt later down the road?

   "He didn't. Our conversation was rather trivial today." Astri admitted

   "Ah. Okay." Thor said

   "I'm going back tomorrow night. Maybe he'll ask about you. If he does I'll tell him all good things." She said truthfully

   "You better." Thor smiled

   "I should really get ready to sleep so if you could you know...leave," Astri said, a bit rudely

   "I came to you to talk about something more important than Loki and Aesir," Thor said ignoring her request.

   "And that is?" Astri asked turning to him

   "My father has said that I am too taken with Jane. He's pointed out that I'm better served with what is in front me me here." Thor started

   "He better not be suggesting we court," Astri interjected, worriedly

Thor's silence was her answer.

   "We are not getting married. I would rather die." Astri groaned

   "That was rather rude." Thor pointed out "You don't have to worry I'm not telling you this because I want to court you. I'm telling you because I don't think he's right, I want to be with Jane but I also want to do my duty to Asgard."

   "You know you're not king yet," Astri said, relieved that Thor wasn't interested in her.

   "What does that have to do with Jane?" He asked

   "It means that you should go out and live. Who cares what Odin thinks is best?" Astri smiled

   "It's irresponsible." Thor pointed out

   "When has Thor Odinson ever cared about responsibility?" Astri laughed

   "Well there was that time I brought my brother back because he tried to take over Midgard." Thor pointed out

Okay he had her there.

   "I am sure whatever is meant to happen will happen. If you end up with Jane, great! If not...well we aren't getting married but there's lots of other eligible maidens!" Astri said

   "I suppose you are right..." Thor said

   "I'm always right." She smiled "Now, get off my bed and leave so I can sleep, Volstaggs victories and Loki's silver tongue have worn me out."

Thor's eyebrow raised at the last statement from Astri.

"Astri! You don't want to court me yet you sneak around with my brother while he is locked away under the castle?! I ought to tell the whole kingdom!" He gasped, feigning a scandalized face.

   "I didn't mean it like that, you idiot! I meant his wordy conversation is exhausting! Just go to your own room!" She blushed trying to pull him out of the bed.

Thor laughed and continued to laugh at her reddened face as Astri shoved him out the door and proceeded to slam it in his face. The Odinson brothers were surely going to drive Astri insane one of these days and hopefully, it wouldn't be for another thousand years.

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Thor, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Thor Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Thor (Marvel), Tony Stark Additional Tags: Captain America Steve Rogers, Modern Bucky Barnes, Kissing, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Safer Sex, Rimming, Threesome - M/M/M, Inheritance Summary:

Steve inherited a cabin in the woods from Howard Stark. After being apart from his best guys for too long, they head to the cabin for a get together.

Chapter 1

Bucky Barnes Bingo: U2: Thor (card B023)  

[fleetinginfinities]

first ever of these but … the bachelors and my random headcanons/quotes/song lyrics/slices of whatever that fit them 🫶 apologies it doesn’t include everyone, these guys are my favorites and I’m having trouble channeling the others lmao

Sam

- drums his fingers/knuckles on tables, his legs, any surface when he’s anxious or impatient or excited or anticipating something. which, he’s always feeling at least one of the above…so

- his fingers. that’s all

- plays footsie under the table but not in a weird way, in more of a “I literally need to be touching you at all times to ground myself to this present moment and be happy” way

- loves full body contact — huuuge tight hugs, rolling on top of you in bed, pulling you into his chest from behind

- mumbles in his sleep and tosses and turns, constantly reaching for you and pulling you close

- blushes a lot. his cheeks turn the most beautiful peachy color

- talks at the speed of light as his default setting

- speeds when he drives, speeds when he walks, just Does Everything Quickly and with much energy

- is somehow both a morning person and a night owl most of the time

- but when he’s lazy or tired, there’s never been anyone lazier or sleepier

- always answers phone calls on speaker mode

- is unaware of his strength when showing affection sometimes, like an oversized dog

- prominent arm veins. enough said.

- makes you feel so alive. present. his energy is contagious

- there’s not a soul he can’t make friends with

- would absolutely love early/mid 2000s pop punk

- blindingly sunny smile

- beautiful, soft golden hair that he wears messy and literally sticks out every direction but in the hottest way ever

- he’s like the summer solstice. an everlasting day that’s sweet and warm and full of life but also peace. Sam, in all of his chaos, is your peace

- “i’m so in love that I might stop breathing”

- doesn’t ever hold a grudge

- smells like lavender and lemon. no I won’t be taking any feedback with this one

- big fan of flowers

- like, it’s not uncommon for him to show up with a hand-picked bouquet for you he collected on the way over

- could’ve worked in a bakery instead of joja mart and would’ve been much happier. sweet cinnamon roll boy

- is actually the heartthrob of the town

- as sweet and pure as he is, he also has a rebellious side and is often trying to sneak you in his room and toe the line of authority whenever he can

- is quite adventurous and doesn’t really have an ego if he’s bad at things or much fear in general. the results are constant entertainment and occasional catastrophes.

Elliott

- “I dream about you every night now. It’s really quite beautiful”

- is actually strong and built and muscular (totally looks like a red headed Thor in my brain)

- but touches and holds you so gently that it makes you want to cry

- extremely strong jawline

- gives that aloof kind of mysteriousness and quiet confidence that is magnetizing to literally everyone

- doesn’t have a toxically masculine bone in his body

- will talk to you for hours about philosophy, literature, films, art, the meaning of life, etc etc etc

- traces his fingers on your bare skin, lost in thought

- has the most mesmerizing, starry eyes

- being around him makes you feel like you’re living in a dream. everything feels ethereal and hazy

- if Sam is the summer solstice, Elliott is like the peak of autumn, when all of the leaves are at their most colorful and bright just before they fall, and you feel like he’s both the beginning and the ending of something all at once

- as a matter of fact: “is this the end of all the endings?”

- “you showed me colors you know I can’t see with anyone else. you taught me a secret language I can’t speak with anyone else”

- loving him is the most intense, passionate experience of your life

- he would a b s o l u t e l y be the one that got away if you split up

- big fan of candles and crackling log fireplaces

- really enjoys a good row in his boat in the cool, dewy mornings and his back muscles show it

- his emotional intelligence is unmatched. you’ll never meet a more well-adjusted man

- romanticizes life in only the way a writer can

- isn’t just all depth and somber. also isn’t all pizazz and flamboyance. actually has a great sense of humor as a secret third thing

Sebastian

- despite how much he closes himself off at first, you feel an instant connection with him. you just understand him innately. and you feel like he gets you, too

- downplays how smart he really is

- genuinely loves to let everyone else shine. loves that Sam commands all the attention in the room. loves watching others praise you.

- is never competitive with anyone else and absolutely loves when the people around him win. the most supportive person ever

- really has a soft spot for animals

- incredibly intuitive. can read your mind like a book and anticipate your needs

- if he loves you, there is not another person on earth that would ever catch his attention or temptation. 1000% the most loyal boy

- “he looks up grinning like a devil”

- motorcycle rides in the city late at night when it’s raining

- sometimes doing something reckless is the only way that makes him feel alive

- in other words, he’s a closet adrenaline junkie

- can absolutely rival Elliott in terms of being the most romantic with his words sometimes — though it’s few and far between, he will never stop telling you that you’re the first person that he ever did, well, basically *anything* with and how special you are to him and how you’re his one and only

Alex

- it takes a special person to command his attention, he has always had fleeting attractions but he has never felt for anyone what he feels for you

- is absolutely a great person to go to with any problem. he has a clear and straightforward answer or solution

- is the number one person you want to be around if you just want someone genuinely uplifting to spend time with

- *always* notices physical changes and gives fantastic compliments

- is absolutely the dude who keeps his friend group together well into adulthood and middle age and beyond. he’s the one planning beach days, weekend recreational sports and activities, cooking out or tailgating on game days, inviting you for a bite to eat at the saloon if he hasn’t seen you in awhile, etc.

- genuinely loves a good romance or romcom as much as he loves the newest action movie

- fantastic with kids

- is very committed to you from the start

- will go to great lengths to maintain a happy and healthy and successful relationship. it’s the athlete determination in him

- has quite good taste in aesthetics. definitely has an opinion about fashion, home decor, etc

- has perfect teeth and a beautiful complexion in my mind

[dameronology]

it's cold outside (natasha romanoff)

for @wokeupinawalnut - for the fic giveaway organised by @startrekkingaroundasgard. i apologise for how late this is, but i hope you enjoy & happy holidays🥰

summary: coming home to you is always natasha's favourite thing

Natasha Romanoff hadn't expected your shared apartment to be so fucking arctic when she came home.

New York was cold at the best of times but it seemed bitingly so when the Quintjet came in to land early that morning. It was too cold even for snow and that just felt like insult to injury. Still though, it was hard for Natasha to feel sad about the weather, knowing that this mission was going to be the team's last before their Christmas break. The idea of getting home, switching off her phone and existing just in the plains of your apartment had been the only thing getting her through. So, after exchanging goodbyes with the rest of the Avengers, Nat hung up her uniform and got into a taxi.

Naturally, every would reunite on the day of Christmas at Tony Stark's insistence, but until then, they'd be off to their own homes. Steve and Bucky back to Brooklyn, Clint back to the farm, Thor back to New Asgard and Tony back to wherever it was that Morgan demanded. The journey for Nat wasn't very long - just over the bridge to your loft in Williamsburg. She'd lived there for the better part of three years now, when she'd come to stay the night a few weeks into your relationship and just never left.

The cold air hit her like a knife (and it was safe to say that Natasha might be the only person here who would know that feeling with accuracy). Even though it was early in the morning - just gone 7AM - you were passed out on the couch, a duvet bundled around you and several blankets. The TV was still on Netflix, the classic are you still watching? messaged displayed on the screen. With that, Nat could easily deduce that you'd probably fallen asleep watching it last night.

"Hey," she leant down beside you, gently brushing a hand over your face. A nice, warm hand against your freezing skin. "Hey. I'm back."

You peeled open one eye, a grin spreading across your tired face. "Nat, hey."

"Why's it so cold in here?" she asked.

"The heating broke," you grumbled. "I called the landlord last night but he's gone back to Arizona for Christmas. We still have hot water so that's...something."

"That explains it," she rolled her eyes. "You're freezing-"

"- Nat," you sat up, duvet falling off your shoulders. "You can turn off mum mode, okay? I know you've just spent a week straight with the guys but I am not stupid like them."

Natasha gave you a smile, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "You're right. Sorry."

"How was the mission?"

"Boring," she took a seat on the sofa beside you, laying her legs over yours. "We went in, got the intel we needed, came home. Textbook, really."

"But did you look good doing it?"

"Of course I did," she grinned. Natasha gave your leg a squeeze before standing up and sticking out her hand, head nodding towards the bathroom. "C'mon, a warm shower will help."

Begrudgingly rolling out of your blanket palace, you followed your girlfriend through the apartment and to the bathroom. If you hadn't missed her so much, you wouldn't have moved come hell or high water. Still though, a warm shower didn't seem like the worst idea. Natasha certainly wanted one after days of trekking through Siberia and honestly, she just wanted to hold you close. Seven days apart wasn't even the longest she'd gone without seeing you.

You stood there like a lemon with ease as she did most the work - just bubbles and soft kisses from Natasha.

The run from the shower to the bedroom was jarring. Clothes flew everywhere as you both ripped apart the wardrobe in an attempt to find the warmest clothes - you were more successful in your attempt, finding some thermal bottoms and a thick hoodie. Six pairs of fluffy socks later, you were content.

"Those are mine," Natasha scowled. "I was looking for those-"

"- they were in my side of the wardrobe," you replied, holding up your hands in defence. "Finders, losers, Nat."

"That's not fair! Those are my special warm socks!"

"Now they're my special warm socks."

Before you could even finish your sentence, Natasha had crossed the room and thrown you onto the bed. She pinned your arms above your head, hands wrapped around your wrists and hair dripping little cold drops of water onto you. You let out a shriek as she did, trying to wriggle free.

"Say your sorry!" she demanded. There was no point in arguing, or trying to wriggle your way out of the grip of a highly trained assassin. She was freakishly strong.

"No!"

"Say. Your. Sorry!"

You tried to fight back a laugh, gaze avoiding Natasha's. "No."

"You're so mean," she pouted. Still, she leant down and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, smiling against you.

Natasha rolled off the bed, once again signalling for you to follow after her. She made her way over to the kitchen, hands moving in autopilot to turn on the kettle and pull things out the cabinets.

"Shouldn't I be the one making you breakfast?" you asked. "You just came from a week long mission-"

"- shuddup and sit down," she said. "You're colder than me. Wrap up and I'll be there in two minutes."

Smiling to yourself, you returned to the sofa. It was perfectly indented from where you'd spent the last two days sat there, but you moved some cushions aside to make room for Natasha. As promised, two minutes later she returned with two mugs of coffee and a bagel for you. She'd known since the day you met how you took your coffee; she was trained to be observant but in some way, knowing the intricate details of your life was her love language. There were very few things she didn't know.

Natasha pressed a kiss to your temple, pulling the duvet over herself as she snuggled up next to you. She was perpetually warm - a curse in the summer but a blessing during times like this. You shuffled closer, leaning your head on her shoulder.

"You good there?" she asked.

"Yeah," you smiled. "Just glad you're home."