#thorxreader

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Bonus 2- Hammer

Tags: 18+readers only, Hammer sex, praise, pet names

Copyright: I do not own Thor or any other Marvel characters or places. I also do not condone any copying of this.

You clutched the blue drawing tapestrys so tightly in your hands, that your fingers were cramping and your knuckles were turning white. But you didn't let go, your body not thinking of that right now, but rather the pleasure that ws rolling in waves across your body as Thor ate you out, kneeling before you like you were royalty. 

Your legs were over his shoulders while you were sitting on the windowsill of his grand bedroom. Your black was against the glass, many of distances above the ground. The window was closed very tightly and Thor would never let you fall anyways, but there was still that fear in the back of your head. 

There was also the granted fear of being seen through Thor's window. But it was an unnecessary worry since the window were reflected so the palace had full privacy.

Thor was, as said before, on his knees in front of you. His long blond hair was in a ponytail behind his back. His eyes were closed, relishing you as he tasted you. His large hands gripped the thighs that were over his broad shoulders. His tongue licked a slow stripe up your pussy and you panted, clutching the curtains tighter. 

"Cum for me Princesse." He finally commanded, opening his eyes so you could see the stormy gray-blue brewing in his lovely orbs. 

"Th-Thor." You cried out, letting yourself go immediately as you had been holding the waterworks back for some time. 

"There we go." Thor hummed, lapping up your juices, much quicker this time. His eyes were a little mischievous as he looked up at you. He had been teasing you very consistently throughout the entire day. 

He helped you down from the windowsill, but kept you there so your back was against the ledge. He kissed down your body before holding a hand out and Mjolnir flew to his hand. 

Your cunt clenched, just looking at it, knowing where this was going. Thor loved using the electricity he could hone from the familiar, to make you cum from its pleasant vibrations and power. 

"Turn around for me Princesse." Thor whispered in your ear, kissing your cheek softly as he did so. 

You turned, placing your hands on the windowsill, looking out at the Asgardian city. From here, all you could see was the colours of the rooftops, so small and close together that they seemed to form a quilt of squares across the ground. 

"Relax." Thor demanded as you felt the end of the handle of Mjolnir at your cunt. You closed your eyes, breathing out, letting your body lie pliable against the windowsill. You focused your mind on not reacting, breathing in and out easily. 

He started to inch the weapon inside of you, little by little until it was fully seated inside of you. 

"Look at you." Thor said, almost proudly. Your cunt was fluttering around the handle, trying to get used to the size and girth along with how it felt inside of you. After all, it was stiff, rounded, and made of indestructible wood with ridges of metal. "On your knees Princesse." He murmured softly and you gently went onto your knees, Thor kneeling with you as he kept a hold on the hammer until the head of it touched the floor. 

"Ride it." Thor commanded, stepping back now. You put your hands on the windowsill, using it at leverage to help yourself as you lifted yourself up and down the object. Everytime your walls scraped over one of the metal ridges along the handle, little jolts of electric pleasure coursed through you. 

Your moans stuttered out of you as you tried moving faster, the pleasure increasing as you did so. Your fingers dug into the wood of the windowsill, making little indents in them, matching all of the other crescent moon shaped indentations that already littered the wooden ledge. 

"Oh fuck~" You whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut tight as your pleasure started to reach the crest. You tried to keep moving, wanting to feel the pleasure of cumming, but you were also slowing down at the same time, an ache in your legs from fucking yourself on the familiar. "My King, please." You begged. 

"Yes, you've done so well Princesse." Thor said softly. You felt his warm body heat as he knelt behind you, wrapping his arms lightly around your waist. You settled fully down on the hammer, the length of the handle sending tingly shocks through your body. You whimpered, swiveling your hips over and over again, feeling you nub throb as you were about to cum. . .

Thor pressed a single finger to your clit and the power between him and the familiar soared through it. You came immediately, cunt pulsating around the handle like it'd never had pleasure before. Thor's arms kept a hold on you so that you didn't fall over, body completely loose, unable to control itself. 

It always took a while for you to come down from the high and this time was no different. When your body had finally settled from it's release, Thor had already pulled Mjolnir from your cunt, your head resting on his leg while he ran his fingers through your hair. 

"Are you alright Princesse?" Thor asked softly. 

"Yes my King." You answered immediately, though your voice was dry. "Will you. . . please fuck me My King?" 

"No." Thor answered, which shocked you for a second, before he manhandled you into his arms, standing up so that he could walk over and lay you down on the bed. "I shall make love to you, my love." 

"Jerk." You muttered, punching his arm lightly while he smiled warmly down at you. 

He pushed into you, his arms gathered under you so that you were pressed close to his chest. He loved fucki- making love to you in a way where you were as close to him as possible. He loved you very deeply and you loved him just as much. 

His thrusts were long and deep, hitting you in ways that Mjolnir never could, even if it had stimulating, vibration power. Thor's cock moved through you, sweeping along your sweet spots, hitting deep inside of you, before pulling out to do it all over again. 

His lips kissed you. Your lips, your cheeks, your forehead, under your ear, along your collarbone. Any bare skin that he could reach as he was able to continue making love to you without breaking his rhythm, he kissed. 

Your hands left the crumpled sheets underneath you, running up his shoulders, wrapping around his neck. Fingers reached up, pulling our the rubber that he had used to keep his hair back, before sheathing themselves inside his long locks, curling around the silky strands. Your other hand pressed against his shoulder, nails digging into his skin, causing him to moan lightly. 

He held out a hand, Mjolnir flying to it immediately. "Cum for me Princesse." 

You easily could've without him touching Mjolnir to your clit, electrical vibrations shooting through your body so that you arched off the bed, screaming as your release hit you hard. Pleasure tingled from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. It was overwhelming and fantastic and you settled back on the bed, panting hard, spots dancing in front of your eyes. 

"So beautiful." Thor murmured softly, dropping Mjolnir over the side of the bed as he pulled out you. It made a hard *thunk* against the ground that the both of you ignored, Thor rolling onto his back, pulling you into his arms. 

"Mm, I love you." You murmured, laying your head on his chest, tuckered out. Even though he'd practically done all the work, you felt like you'd ran a marathon. Your entire body felt like jelly, still tingling with vibrations. 

"And I love you, my sweet Midgardian Princess." Thor murmured, wrapping his arms around you. "Sleep for now. I shall take care of you when you wake up." 

[sweetdreamling]

fun times on midgard - loki laufeyson

pairing: loki x reader

word count: 1k

summary: Loki takes the reader to Midgard for the first time in over 100 years.

a/n: the reader is gender-neutral

“I want to go.”

Loki lets out a sigh, crossing his arms. “I don’t know, you haven’t been to Midgard in years. It’s changed an awful lot since 1918.”

You childishly stomp your foot, letting out a huff. “Come on, Loki. I haven’t been anywhere in ages and I’m going crazy up here with Fandral and the others. Sif is off with Thor, I can’t believe she left here.”

“If we go, we might have to deal with Thor’s little team of Avengers. I’m sure you can handle most of them but they have this green beast. He is quite…” Loki trails off, looking quite horrified as he relives the memory of Hulk smashing him.

“Ah, Thor’s told me about his berserker friend, I’d love to meet him! Come on, Loki! Take me to Midgard. I want to know if their preferences in ice cream have changed.”

Loki shakes his head, knowing it was useless to try to change your mind. “I said come on, Loki!” You wrap your hand around his tie, tugging gently.

“Alright! Alright, stop rushing me and let go of my tie will you?” He places a hand on your shoulder, teleporting away.

A gasp leaves your lips as you take in the sight in front of you. “Oh, they definitely didn’t have this in 1918.” You pointed to the gigantic screens in the middle of Times Square. “I want ice cream, take me to some.” You demand, turning to Loki.

“So demanding, come along.” He takes your hand, leading you through the busy streets of New York.

“Midgard has changed in some ways but not as much as I thought. Tell me, do they still squabble like children of petty things? The last time I was here I fought in a war for them, I never knew they could be so cruel and violent towards one another for the simple matter of skin color, sexuality, and belief differences. They put some of our greatest enemies to shame with their torture and war methods.” You let out a sad sigh, suddenly losing your appetite for ice cream.

“If it helps, they are slowly progressing. They won’t change overnight. Even if they were to have one ruler t-”

“Oh, Norns not this again. Loki, your plan failed, you got your ass kicked let it go.”

Loki gives you a scandalized look as you go back to your ice cream, not wanting it to go to waste.

“Beg your pardon? If I was in my right mind, I would’ve won. I could’ve conquered Midgard, Y/N. I could’ve conquered and we would’ve ruled them with a firm hand. It would’ve been glorious.”

Your deadpan expression doesn’t change. “Loki, that plan sucked ass and we both know you truly didn’t want to rule Midgard, just as you didn’t want to rule Asgard. You just love to show up Thor and what better way to do it by conquering the realm his mortal lover lived on? Plus wasn’t that purple grape in your head along with the space stone? My love, you would’ve been a shitty ruler. Don’t get me started with my issues, first time someone pisses me off, I’m going to chop their head off. No questions asked. We’d get bored after six months.”

Loki is silent before deflating, “I suppose you are right in a way.”

“I’m always right. Now I want more ice cream and then take me exploring some more.”

The cashier gulps as he sees the pair of you coming back to the counter. “Please don’t pull your sword out on me anymore.”

Loki smirks knowing you pulled out your sword only to get free ice cream and scare the cashier for fun.

“I want more ice cream, this time on a cone. Hurry.” Your glare doesn’t lessen on the terrified cashier until his trembling hands are handing you and Loki your ice cream cones. Suddenly your expression changes, a bright smile on your face, “Thank you mortal! You’ve been a wonderful server. Have a good day.”

Loki hears the poor cashier let out a sigh, followed by a curse, “what the fuck was that? Was that Loki?”

“You are such a troll,” Loki says as the two of you make your way out of the shop. You pretend to look clueless, “what’s a troll?”

_____

The two of you spent the rest of the day touring New York, Loki taking you to popular sites. It was a truly peaceful day until the Avengers ruined it of course.

Loki gives the landing quinjet a disappointed glare as he pushes you behind him. “Loki, what are you doing? Who are they?”

“These are my brother’s Avengers. They’ve more than likely come to attack and arrest us.” Loki replies. He doesn’t see your hardened gaze as you watched the Avengers exit the jet.

“Loki, we need you to come with us.” The man in a bright, colored costume and shield says, extending a hand with a pair of cuffs.

“My apologies but are those bedclothes?” You asked from behind Loki. The question causes everyone’s eyes to turn to you. You hear the metal robot let out a snicker as the green beast grunts.

“Who are you? Are you an accomplice of Loki’s?” Bedclothes ask.

“I am Y/N, that’s all you need to know. Now, who should I start with first?” You question, holding out a hand, catching the arrow that was hurdling towards Loki's head. You snap it in half, letting the pieces fall to the ground. “It’s obvious you came here for a fight and that is what I shall give you.” Your seidr washes over you, banishing your Midgardian clothes for your armor.

You can see the mortal ready themselves for a fight but you only had eyes for the green beast. He gives you a nasty smirk, which you return. “Handle them and I’ll handle him.” You tell Loki before dodging the beast’s fist that it was seconds from hitting you.

“Guys, you’re seeing this right? Tell me I’m not the only one seeing this! Loki and whoever the hell this other Asgardian is, they’re kicking our asses!” Tony grunts out as he barely manages the dodge the shield hurled his way.

“Where’s Thor when you need him?” Natasha grunts out through the coms as the Asgardian throws her off her back and she lands a few feet away.

“This is the most fun I’ve had in ages! Come on, beast! I know you can hit harder than that!” The mad Asgardian cackles with glee, battling the Hulk.

“They’re fucking delusional and who was going to tell us Loki was this fucking powerful?! He wasn’t like this during New York!,” Clint says in disbelief.

Just then there’s a crackle of thunder, the familiar sighting of the Bifrost baring down. Loki lets out a groan, making his way to the other Asgardian side. “I think our fun is over. Thor has arrived.”

“BROTHER! STOP TH-” Thor cuts off staring at the sight in front of him. “Y/N?! Why are you battling my shield brother Hulk?! What is this madness?!”

Loki points to The Avengers, “Y/N and I were simply enjoying our day when they attacked us. You know how Y/N craves battle and I wasn’t going to leave them. Though Y/N handled them on their own.”

“Thor! You didn’t tell me your berzerker friend was such a worthy opponent!” You greet your long-time friend with a smile as Hulk lets out an angry roar.

“COME BACK AND FIGHT PUNY GOD!”

“In a minute, berzerker!” You called out, flying over to hug Thor. He returns the hug, looking at his team members confused.

“You mean to tell me that this is just fun and games to you?” Clint yells out, frustrated.

You turn back to him and the others, “Of course, you are mere mortals. I’ve faced down gods and won, what could you possibly do against me? And Loki with a stable mind on top of that? This was just a fun spare. If we wanted to truly destroy you, you’d know. Trust me.”

“PUNY GOD FUN TO FIGHT!”

“So are you, berserker!”

[x-childish-x]

Hello!! Number 2 with thor please where he is trying to impress you. You are a business woman and you have a meeting with tony stark and thor and you meet there and he is like fascinated by you and how ambitious you are. Love ya stay safe 💖💖

First Impressions

Pairing: Thor Odinson x fem!reader

Fandom: Marvel

Warnings: none really? Thor with a crush? (let me know if I missed any!)

Word Count: 1022

A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for this request, it was really fun to write! I really hope you enjoy this, it's a bit on the longer side. I'm sorry if some parts of this aren't fully accurate to the movie. Feedback is always appreciated. I hope you're staying safe too, I appreciate your support and request!

Summary: You're a successful business woman who sells your technology. Tony Stark has reached out to you about your nanotech, what you didn't expect was to run into a very tall, blonde God who quickly develops a crush.

(gif not mine!)

You smiled as you stood in front of Avengers tower, thinking of how hard you had worked to get to this point. The moment Tony Stark had called you, asking if you two could hold a meeting in regards to supplying him with the new nanotech you'd developed, you wanted to scream. You had felt on top of the world, absolutely euphoric that the Tony Stark wanted to work with you and purchase your nanotech!

Clicking the buzzer you smiled widely as a voice you recognized as Jarvis spoke up, "You must be Miss (l/n)?"

"That is I," You smiled, smoothing down your skirt once more.

"Welcome in Miss (l/n), I am Jarvis, Mr. Starks personal A.I."

"It's nice to meet you, Jarvis."

You walked into the elevator and weren't surprised to see that Jarvis had already selected the floor for you. As you waited you racked through everything possible in your brain.

Laptop? Check. Information sheets? Check. Design drawings? Check. Contracts? Check. Flash drive? Check. Warranty paperwork? Check.

The elevator dinged softly before you could finish your mental checklist and suddenly a wave of nerves racked over you. But you smiled confidently, holding your head high as you walked towards Tony Stark. Holy crap! It really was Tony Stark!

"Hello Mr. Stark, I'm (y/n) (l/n), it's a pleasure to meet you, sir," You stuck out your hand with a bright smile.

"Please, call me Tony," He shook your hand, "And the pleasures all mine, I had Jarvis contact you immediately when I heard about your discoveries with nanotech."

You followed Tony into a room with a large meeting table and a screen for projections, "I have to say I was very surprised and excited to receive your call. It's truly an honor.. I've got all my research and my notes for you to look over. I think it's totally possible to use nanotech to create your suit. The easiest way to store the whole suit would be to form a small housing unit, we could make it look like your old arc reactor."

"So, if I'm not mistaken this nanotech is tiny moving plates that will move over my body and form the suit?"

You smiled, nodding as you pulled up your laptop, "That's the easiest way to put it, it's hundreds of tiny plates that will when programmed to your touch, spread over your body, adjust to your body size and the clothes you're wearing, and will then form your suit."

"That sounds amazing, when's the soonest we could begin developing this?" Tony questioned looking over all your research papers.

"Well I think--"

"Tony! We are out of the hot chocolate drink! I need more!" A booming voice shouted as none other than the God of Thunder entered the room, his eyes immediately flicking to you, "Oh, hello. Please excuse my terrible manners. You must be Lady (y/n) that Tony has a meeting with. I'm Thor Odinson of Asgard, God of Thunder."

You smiled shyly, "Hello Thor, I'm (y/n) (l/n). Anyways, Tony, we could--"

"Pardon my interruption," Thor flashed you a wide smile, "But I must say you are one of the most beautiful female mortals I have ever seen."

Heat rose to your cheeks as you looked away from Thor, "Thank you."

"Is this meeting about your new suit?"

Tony, who clearly was not too pleased with Thor, nodded.

"You see, Lady (y/n), being a God and all. I am so mighty I do not need a suit. I have my muscles and my hammer."

You smiled, noticing Thor's attempt at flirting before looking back at Tony, "We can start this weekend. I'll need to take your measurements to get an idea of how large the nanotech will need to spread. Once I've done that I can begin working on the suit and the housing unit."

"Great!" Tony smiled, pushing your papers back towards you, "I'll have Jarvis set up an appointment and give you the information to stop by any idea you need. You already have my personal number in case you need to reach me."

"Sweet, thank you very much, Tony. It's truly a pleasure to work with you."

Thor smiled at you, quickly interjecting, "I can walk you down, Lady (y/n). Ensure you get to your car safely."

Tony watched as you continued to pack your things while Thor tried to flirt with you relentlessly. Thor couldn't help it. You were stunning, absolutely perfect. It was clear that you were a very successful young woman. You were ambitious enough to accept a private meeting with Tony and ambitious enough to build a suit for him. Everyone knew that nobody was allowed to work on Tony's suits except for him.

Thor was beginning to realize he was beyond fascinated with you. He loved the way you held yourself, your confidence, and how smart you were. You were a human, you weren't like Steve or Tony. Sure, you possessed unreal intelligence but you clearly hadn't let it get to you like Tony tended to. Even as he walked you to your car Thor couldn't stop flirting with you, determined to impress you as much as you had impressed him.

"Thank you, Thor, I appreciate this. It can be a bit intimidating coming to a place like Avengers Tower where all you superheroes are," You're shy smile returned as you placed your briefcase back in your car.

You turned to see Thor's shocked face, "Intimidating? We should be the ones intimidating with someone as talented, intelligent, and ambitious as you Lady (y/n)."

Your cheeks flamed at his compliment, "Thank you. I hope I'll be seeing more of you when I come to work with Tony."

"As do I."

"That was so stupid. Could you be any more obvious with your flirting?"

Thor waited to watch you drive away before he went back into the tower. Tony stood with his arms crossed, looking over Thor's lovestruck face, rolling his eyes at the sight.

Thor frowned, "You must be bold to get a girl like her. Stupid, and also kinda cool right?"

Tony rolled his eyes before turning, "No.. just stupid."

[arrow-guy]

The Lighthouse (10/??)

Summary: The town is sleepy, the people are nice enough, but life gets turned upside-down when the God of Thunder literally falls out of the sky.

A/N: It feels to good to finally be back to this story. It’s been too long. that being said, here we are with chapter 10! Serious discussions and movement in the story lie ahead, so buckle up, lads. Hope you enjoy!

Page dividers by @carryonmyswansong

Pairing: ThorxReader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Harsh language

part 9

“I agree with (Y/N),” Thor says.

Loki scowls. “Of course you’d agree with her. You’re in love with her.”

“Hey, hey, hey,” I protest. “There’s been no talk of the ‘L’ word thus far in our relationship, don’t go putting words in his mouth!”

Thor glances up at me briefly but quickly focuses on his brother again. “I agree with her because she’s right. We stand a better chance of defeating him if we have support from the Avengers.”

“Thank you!” I cry. “At least someone in your family can see some kind of sense.”

“And you think it’s him?!” Loki hisses.

“I’m more inclined to think it’s him than you.” He scowls and I shake my head. “I mean, seriously. You, Thor, and I are no match for an intergalactic warlord!”

“She’s right, Loki,” Thor says. “You know this.”

“Fine,” Loki snaps. “Have it your way. Drag every single one of your little friends into this. Earth is doomed, regardless.”

“You don’t know that,” I say.

“I know what Thanos is capable of,” Loki says, his tone low and filled with dread. “I’ve been bent to his will and the instrument through which he exacted his first attack on your planet.”

"I'm not saying that working with the Avengers secures us the win. It just means that we'd have a fighting chance." Loki keeps his face carefully blank and I squint at him. “Unless you think that won’t be enough.”

“I know it won’t be enough,” he grinds out. “And I know this because there are three Infinity Stones on this planet, and Thanos won’t stop until he has all three of them.”

“Three?” Thor’s brow furrows. “I am only aware of two.”

“That’s because the last time you were on Earth there were only two.” He holds out his hand and a glowing blue cube materializes in his palm. “I possess the third.”

“And you couldn’t say something earlier?!” I hiss. “You’ve been talking us in circles when you had the answer up your sleeve the entire time.”

“You should’ve told us, brother,” Thor growls. “This isn’t the time for keeping secrets.”

“How am I to know?” Loki demands. “Your human has so much magic hidden inside of them, how can I assume that she has only the best intentions in mind?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say.

“Don’t you?” Loki hisses. “You speak of performing spells that someone like you should have absolutely no access to as if you’re simply going for a stroll.”

“Wh-”

“Do you realize how much power is necessary to track something across the galaxy?” His eyes narrow and I try to shrink away from him. “There is something old and powerful within you that you’ve been tapping into. I’m surprised even Thor hasn’t noticed yet.”

“What on Earth are you talking about?” I glance between Loki and Thor, confused. "Thor?"

Thor shakes his head. "True, she's powerful, but I don't know what you're talking about, brother."

Loki scowls. “Of course you don’t. I don’t know why I even bother asking.”

“If you know so much, why don’t you fix everything then, huh?” I demand. “Because all you’ve been this morning is contrary and argumentative.”

“Clearly I’m not capable of solving this problem on my own, or even with my brother added to the equation.”

“Then what’s your grand plan?”

“Your power, in your untrained state, is volatile. But,” he says. “I could teach you.”

“You mean use me and my magic as you see fit,” I correct.

“No, I simply mean that I could better help you to hone your skills than Heimdall can from where he is,” Loki explains. “I am more than talented enough to bring out your full potential.”

“That doesn’t sound much better than what I just said you’d do.” I scowl. “Besides, we wouldn’t have to worry about taking down a galactic super tyrant as a band of three if we just call the fucking Avengers.”

“Oh please, you’ll need to know either way.”

“Maybe. But I’m sure as hell not learning from you, and I’m definitely not having this argument.”

I push myself up from the kitchen table and hurry up the stairs to shut myself in my office. I sit down in my chair, sigh, and put my head down on my desk.

“Childish,” I mumble.

A quiet thump against the door draws my attention away from wallowing in self pity. When the sound doesn’t come again, I get up to investigate.

Upon opening the door, I find Charles sitting outside, patiently waiting for me to let him in. I gesture for him to come inside and he meows before trotting through the door. He hops up onto my chair and then my desk, where he curls up on his blanket under the desk lamp. Only when he’s settled am I reminded that I hid in my office to distract myself with work.

I open my laptop and check my email.

Someone knocks softly and cracks open the door.

“I’m working,” I say.

“It’s been hours, (Y/N).” I glance up and Thor slips into the room. “I brought you something to eat.”

“Oh.” He holds out a plate with a sandwich and carrot sticks on it and I take it. ��Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Thor scoops up Charles from the desk and takes a seat on the couch. I pick up a carrot and roll it between my thumb and index finger before taking a bite.

“I’m sorry about earlier,” I say. ”I was out of line, storming off like that. I should’ve stuck around.”

“Maybe, but there are times when Loki ignores the comfort of others in favor of pushing on with his own plans. But being the loudest person in the room doesn’t make him right.”

I nod. “I just don’t want to set things back because of a stupid argument. There are more important things to deal with right now than my anxiety over learning to control my magic.”

“I’d say you’ve got a fine grasp on your magic, for now. We wouldn’t be anywhere near where we are, had you not worked so diligently with Heimdall to find Loki.”

“Recklessly, is more like it,” Heimdall says. “Though I cannot argue with his logic. You’ve made incredible progress in your skill in the time that I’ve been teaching you.”

“But should I take Loki up on his offer?” I ask, my voice small. “I saw what happened when he restored your memories. I’m not sure my body could handle that.”

“I’m sure it would be different, were he to teach you and not forcibly put the knowledge into your mind, but…” Thor shakes his head. “That’s not a choice that I can make for you.”

“I know.” I pick at the sandwich. “I still think we should contact your team. Even if Loki’s right, and they aren’t enough, they’re bound to know more people that can help.”

“Then we’ll call them.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

“What about Loki?”

“Loki doesn’t know everything, and I am well aware that I’ll never be able to convince him otherwise. But we don’t need to halt our progress simply because he disagrees with your plan.”

“Thing is, it’d be really nice if it weren’t just my plan.”

“It’s not. I have your back on this.”

I nod. “How do we contact them, though? It’s not like I can just google their phone number.”

“There’s no need.”

“Huh?”

“I memorized Stark’s number years ago.”

“You… memorized Tony Stark’s personal phone number?”

“I did. With the way he flits from one thing to another, he is not an easy man to keep track of. Most of the team either memorized his number or stuck to him like glue.”

I laugh. “I see.”

He smiles. “You should eat. We’ll call after.”

With my meal finished, Thor and I situate ourselves on the floor in the middle of my office. Charles climbs all over our laps and I have to push his face away from my phone several times.

“You’re sure this is the right number?”

“I’m certain.”

“Okay.” I dial the number, put the phone on speaker, and hold it away from me. “What if he doesn’t answer?”

“He will, (Y/N). It’s not as if it’s easy to find this number.”

“Okay.” I bite my thumb, unsure of what to do with myself. "What am I supposed to say?"

"Explain the situation. We know Thanos is close and that Banner is Earth-side." He tries to reassure me with a smile. "You can do this. I promise."

The phone suddenly stops ringing and my eyes snap to Thors. He nods once and I focus in on the phone.

“How did you get this number.” It’s not a question.

“Tony Stark, right?” I ask.

“If you know enough to ask, then you know you’ve got the right number. Now, how’d you find it?”

“Thor gave it to me.”

“Bullshit.”

“Considering he’s sitting directly across from me right now, I’m gonna say it’s really not.”

"Still don't believe you."

"Well, I could always hand the phone off…" I catch Thor shaking his head. "I'm getting a firm no from the big guy, so I'm gonna say he wants me to do most of the talking."

"Convenient."

“Yeah, extremely. Listen, you can hang up on me, but at least hear me out. I wouldn’t even think about calling you or anyone on your team if it weren’t a life or death situation.”

He sighs. “Fine. If I don’t like what I hear, I’m hanging up.”

“I can’t promise you’ll like it.”

“Just talk.”

I take a deep breath and start talking.

“A few months ago, Thor crash landed in the forest just outside of town. No memory of what happened to get him there or anything like that. I helped him find Loki, who restored his memory, we found out that Asgard was destroyed and then the ship they were on was attacked by a galactic tyrant named Thanos, who’s on his way to Earth as we speak.” I pause a moment to take a breath. “But you knew that last bit already.”

“How would you know?”

“Because Dr. Banner’s back on Earth.”

“... Yes he is. Crashed into some wizard's place on Bleeker Street.”

I frown and glance up at Thor. “Wizard?”

Thor leans forward. “Stark, you said a wizard on Bleeker Street?”

“That you, Hammer Time?‘

“Yes, it’s me. You said a wizard on Bleeker Street. Do you mean Doctor Strange?”

“Have you two met?”

“Yes, actually. Last time I was in New York.”

“Really wish you’d given us a call, pal.”

“I’ll keep that in mind next time, but right now we have bigger things to worry about.”

“Right, another alien invasion. What do they want this time?”

“The infinity stones,” Thor answers. “I’ve no clue how many he’s managed to gather as of now, but there are three on Earth as we speak.”

“Three?”

“One is with Strange, one with Vision, and the third is here, with Loki.”

“Thanos is coming here because we’ve got half of what he needs,” I interject. “If we can figure out a way to protect the stones here or use them against him, we’ll be better off in the long run.”

“And where do you play into this?” Stark asks.

“I just want to help. I can’t fight, but I can use magic. I’ll do whatever I can do make sure we win.”

“You really dig deep into that ‘we’ thing. We haven’t even met yet.”

“I trust her,” Thor says. “She’s powerful, and more than that, she’s reliable.”

“And what about Loki?”

“He’ll see reason, in the end.” Thor nods resolutely. “I’ll see to it that he does.”

“Good. I’ll fill the team in and send a Quin out to pick you three up. Be ready to leave early tomorrow.” He pauses. “Where exactly are you?”

“You’re the one with the fancy computers,” I say. “I’m sure you’re more than capable of tracing the call.”

Stark laughs. “You’re right. I started looking before I even picked up.”

“Wouldn’t expect anything less.”

“What’s your name, mystery girl?”

“(Y/N).”

“Alright, (Y/N). I look forward to meeting you.”

“You too.”

The line goes dead and I drop the phone to the carpet before scrubbing my hands over my face.

“That went much better than I expected it would,” Thor admits.

“I never wanna do that ever again.” I laugh a little hysterically. “I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest.”

“I promise, he’s a kind man. He is, however…”

“A little paranoid?” Thor nods. “I can’t say I blame him.”

“Are you sure that you want to go with us?”

“Of course. I can’t let you guys cowboy around on your own, especially knowing your team’s past with Loki.”

“I only worry that you may not be safe.”

“I know, but I’ll be able to protect myself, to some extent, and I’m going to work on my magic so that I’ll be stronger before we have to fight. But, until then,” I push myself to my feet. “I need to apologize to your brother.”

“Oh?”

“Well, I figure I should be in good standing with someone before I ask them to teach me something.”

“You’re going to accept his offer?”

“I am. I have conditions, but we don’t have the luxury to wait for Heimdall now.” I cast my eyes upwards. “Absolutely no offense to you, we’re just pressed for time.”

“None taken. (Y/N). As it stands, I’m afraid we’ve most likely exhausted our resources.”

“Duly noted.” I reach out to Thor and he takes my hand. “Things’ll be fine. I promise.”

“I know.” He kisses my knuckles. “But that doesn’t mean that I fully trust Loki.”

“Don’t have to trust him to benefit from his knowledge.”

At that, Thor laughs. "I suppose you're right."

"Would you think of dinner ideas while I talk to him?”

Thor nods and gently pushes me towards the door before getting to his feet. Charles follows us out into the hall and takes off down the stairs. Thor finds Daisy when we reach the ground floor and takes her outside to play. I find Loki in the living room, reading a book on the couch. Charles has situated himself in the recliner across the room and is glaring at Loki, tail swishing.

“You should make an effort to tame your beasts,” Loki says, calmly turning the page in his book.

“Oh really, you’re worried about a little house cat?”

“He doesn’t like me.”

“I don’t like you much, either, so I can’t really blame him.”

He closes the book and sets it to the side. “What is it that you want?”

“I want to apologize for the way I acted earlier.”

“Why?”

“Because I was harsh and abrupt, and I figure it’s better to apologize before I ask you to teach me than after.”

“What made you change your mind?”

“The Avengers are sending a jet to pick us up tomorrow. All of us need to be ready for what’s coming, and Heimdall won’t be able to make it before Thanos does.”

He grins and leans forward on his knees, clearly enjoying this. “So what you’re saying is… you need my help.”

“Yes, that’s what I just said.”

He sighs and leans against the back of the couch, examining his nails. “It’s alright to admit you were wrong, you know.”

“I literally just did. I’m saying that I need your help to fully understand my magic.”

“Now,” he rises to his feet and quickly approaches me. “Was that so hard?”

I roll my eyes and walk off to the back door. “You’re ridiculous.”

Alright, so we’re headed directly towards a confrontation with Thanos. More than a little stressful to think about, if I’m being honest. Learning from Loki won’t be any treat either, I’m sure.

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[insaneasgardian]

Stealthy Murder

Loki: *Gritting teeth and watching Thor shamelessly flirting with Y/N.*

Tony: *Coming to stand next to Loki* You're unusually quiet Reindeer Games.

Loki: Don't be a fool Stark, nobody plans a murder out loud.

Tony: I- .... *Backs away slowly*

[thethingaboutmagic]

SUMMARY: Reader isn’t sure how to tell Thor how she feels, so she decides buying him something for Valentine’s Day will do the trick.

Hearts filled every available space in the kitchen, their round edges plump and pink like puckered lips waiting for a kiss. On the center of the island sat a poorly painted ceramic heart twice the size of a watermelon. Instead of pink, it was an angry red like blood, which was ironic to say the least. I pictured a giant somewhere clutching its gaping chest, wondering why someone would steal its most vital organ and use it as a cheap Valentine’s Day decoration.

“What is this?” I asked Tony. He faltered on the ladder propped against the sink. He was holding a ribbon, but he let it fall when he turned; gravity slowed as the fabric drifted toward the garbage disposal.

“Uh, Pepper said I don’t take Valentine’s Day seriously, so I figured I’d surprise her,” he shrugged, eyeing his handy work. Honestly, it looked like a convenience store holiday sales pitch threw up all over the place, but Tony looked a little too proud for me to burst his bubble, so I nodded and gave him a weak smile.

“You did...good.” I could’ve sworn I’d bitten a hole in my tongue trying to keep my thoughts to myself. I glanced down at my jeans to make sure they hadn’t caught fire. Surprisingly, they were the same faded blue as before.

“I know,” said Tony, and it’s the exact thing I was expecting to come out of his mouth because Tony loves himself too much to be imperfect.

I changed the subject. “Have you seen Thor?” I leave out why I’m looking for him; there’s no way in hell I’d give Tony a reason to talk shit. In my bedroom was a gift, something only meant for Thor and no one else. Amongst the Avengers, I’m better known for my lack of “understanding” and “compassion” and my “inability to connect with others.” So I stuck to the minimal questions and prayed that Tony did in fact know where Thor was.

“He’s training. You know, working on the big guns? Trying to...get that bread?”

“You’ve been hanging out with Peter haven’t you?”

“That’s none of your business.”

And like almost every other conversation Tony and I have had, it ended as soon as it began. I took two of Nat’s special shakes (a whole lot of vodka with a smidge of orange juice) out of the fridge and started heading toward the elevator. Unfortunately, I wasn’t the only one going down. One awkward ride with a newbie agent and a couple of swigs of one of Nat’s shakes later, I was stepping out onto the third floor. Across from the elevator was a giant wall of glass. Through the wall, I could see Thor going at it with an innocent punching bag. His black tank top was soaked through with sweat, and his standard grey shorts were hanging low on his waist. There was something about seeing Thor in anything other than his traditional Asgardian armour that always threw me for a loop. Not that he looked bad, he just looked off.

If I let my mind wander a bit I could almost imagine he was just another dumb jock, but I knew that wasn’t true. Though he looked like the average American football star and sometimes acted like an imcompetent child, he was smart. And strong. And brave.

And incredibly attractive.

I mean, he could turn any room full of women into the Atlantic.

I banged on the glass with my fist and watched as Thor nearly jumped out of his skin. “Hey, thunder. I brought booze!” I threw open the door and stepped into the gym. Thor met me halfway with a bone crushing hug; he smelled awful but I wasn’t going to complain. Being in his arms felt like literal heaven, all safe and warm and comfortable like nothing in the world could touch us as long as we stayed right where we were.

He pulled away, and my body immediately went cold. He took one of the shakes from my hand and shook his head.

“Dear friend, how many times must I remind you your Midgardian booze is like water to me?” he scolded, but he was smiling and so was I.

“So does that mean you don’t want to drink with me anymore?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Good. You’re literally the only person here I can drink with without me having to become someone’s babysitter.” Flashes of Clint attempting to shoot a fire hydrant with an arrow passed through my mind. I could practically hear Natasha now swearing on her life that she was the best at hide-n-seek; I’d spent half the night trying to find her. She’d been in one of the washing machines in the basement the whole time.

Thor’s booming laugh shook me out of my reverie. “I assure you a man of my nature needs no babysitter.”

“That’s good to know, Thor,” I said. “But, anyways, I actually came here to tell you I have something for you.”

One of Thor’s brows lifted as he took a sip of his shake. “A gift? What is the occasion?”

Fuck. I didn’t even take into consideration that he might not have understood earth holidays. Why, oh why, did I think this was a good idea? This is a perfect example of why I’m an Avenger and not a teacher.

“Well,” I started but had to stop and take a deep breath. “On earth we do this thing called Valentine’s Day where we sort of give gifts to the people we care about.”

“Ah, I see. Forgive me, but I did not get anyone anything.”

I peeled my eyes away from the floor to look up at Thor. He was frowning, the space between his brows pulled together.

“No, you’re fine,” I assured him. “Normally, people give people gifts on Valentine’s Day because they-well, they- uhm, they...maybesortofhaveamajorcrushonthem.” The last part came out in a rush, and I somewhat hoped Thor hadn’t been able to make out what I’d said, but of course he did. He was a god.

“But you say you’ve gotten a gift for me. Does that mean-”

I didn’t give him a chance to finish before I began rambling on about how sorry I was for pushing my feelings on him and how it was totally okay if he didn’t feel the same and how I kept the receipt and could return the gift if he didn’t want it. By that point, my face was the color of a ripe tomato and my hands were trembling. I hadn’t realized Thor was only a few inches away until he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. My mind went into autopilot.

The walls began to melt and the dumbbells on the rack behind me were turning white and all the colors were melding together to form one big ball of blinding light and my body was on fire and I couldn’t feel my toes. Hands were in my hair, but I could barely register what was happening because my heart was thumping in my chest louder than I could handle and I couldn’t focus. My lips moved against his like petals desperate for rain. Somewhere outside thunder roared in the sky. Whether from the storm brewing in my chest or an actual storm, I would never know, but I wanted to drown in it and never come up for air because this was heaven.

All too soon Thor pulled away. His fingers were still tangled in my hair; he pulled my forehead to his, and I let him because I couldn’t bear not having a part of him not touching a part of me.

“Don’t apologize,” he whispered. I had no idea what I’d apologized for, but I nodded my head and promised I wouldn’t do it again.

He carefully moved his hand to my waist and smiled.

“I’d like to see this gift if that’s alright with you.”

I wanted to stay still. To press my thumb to my lips to hold his kiss in place. But Thor was tugging me toward the exit and into the elevator, and before I knew it, we were standing at the end of my bed and I was handing him the small, black box that I’d picked out two days ago.

He took the necklace out of the box and slipped it around his neck, the silver lightning bolt charm brushing against his chest.

As I stand here now in my white dress while Thor lifts the veil away from my face, I can’t help but look at that charm and remember that Valentine’s Day and that kiss and that fluttering feeling in my heart that I know will never go away.

I thank my lucky stars for those few sips of Nat’s shake I had in the elevator and say, “I do.”

[writings-of-a-hufflepuff]

Your Father’s Eyes

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Past Thor x Reader who can get pregnant, gender neutral pronouns

Warning: Some angst

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom​ aka @hufflepuffing-all-day-long​​

Summary/Request: Thor returns after five years to find that you’re not alone anymore.

Note: Obi is being used as a gender neutral term in place of mother or father. It’s parent in Yoruba. Obviously when you read you can mentally substitute it for your preferred term x

It’s short but I wanted to focus on that one scene and backstory.

After the snap you had assumed that Thor was dead...because you never saw him again. You didn’t hear tale of him on the news or receive any letters or phone calls or mentions of him. So like so many other people, you’d simply assumed he’d been one of the ones lost. This was difficult at first simply because he’d been your partner and you’d loved him. It got increasingly more difficult when you realised that you were pregnant with his child and he wasn’t around to help. You hadn’t really envisioned yourself as a parent, at least not right then, you’d always thought it would be a little bit more...well, planned. But, you loved your son, even if you hadn’t expected to have him so soon.

Bragi was a beautiful child, he had your hair and your skin, but his eyes were the unmistakable shape and deep blue colour of Thor’s. Even his smile reminded you of the God. He was a shy child. At five years old he preferred to let you lead with strangers and often hid behind your legs until he felt more comfortable. He wasn’t a very wild five year old, he preferred to sit and read books with you or draw pictures than run around wrecking havoc. The perfectly little angel really, but you worried about how reserved he was.

You never hid information about Thor from him, you’d told him how his father had been an amazing super hero and how he was funny and bold. But, you never knew how to tell him that he was dead, so you simply said he was off doing important super hero business. Bragi never questioned you, never doubted you, and it made you dread the day that your lie came back to haunt you.

You were sat together at the kitchen table drawing on brightly coloured paper with crayons when a knock sounded at your front door. You smiled down at Bragi, ruffled his hair a little, and told him, “Keep drawing, i’ll go see who it is, okay, baby?”

He simply nodded, not even looking up from his drawing of a fish and you knew he would be fine for the few minutes you’d be at the front door. Your first thought was that it must have been the post man, until you remembered that the post had already been delivered. Then you wondered if it was one of your friends or perhaps family, that was ruled out by the large shadow at the glass of your door. Your friends weren’t that large.

You couldn’t deny a little worry as you turned the handle, but it was the middle of the day and you knew it was probably a parcel delivery or some such. Except that it wasn’t. You inhaled sharply at the face before you because that face shouldn’t have been there, you could feel tears forming at the sight of long blonde hair, familiar blue eyes and a sad smile. A face you never thought you’d see again.

“Y/N...” He is haggard looking. Tired. He is very different, but yet so familiar.

“Obi?” The call stopped you from responding as a little body wrapped itself around the back of your leg. Bragi was clinging onto you with his little arms, shyly peering up at the stranger at your door. He had obviously gotten curious and left his drawing behind.

Thor’s eyes glanced down at the child, confusion turned briefly to anger to disappointment, back to confusion, to recognition and finally to realisation. In those moments you realised just how much he’d changed. He didn’t jump to conclusions. He didn’t yell or accuse you. He took his time to take it all in. To take in you standing there, a little boy wrapped around your leg, his blue eyes unmistakable. His face familiar. The boy was a perfect mix of the two of you, so obviously your child and so obviously Thor’s.

“Mine?”

You nodded, before crouching down to the level of your son, ruffling his hair again to take his attention off of Thor. Brushing a calming thumb across his cheek, “Bragi, this is your daddy,” You watch your son process this. Watch him turn to look up at Thor, taking him in, deciding if he fit his imagined idea of his father. You’re relieved when the shyness seems to go as he realises this big, rather raggedly looking man is the super hero from all your stories. That he is the man he’d always waited to come back.

“Daddy.” He points at Thor before smiling widely, his arms held open. He always did that when he wanted a hug. His way of asking without speaking. You urged Thor with a look and watched as he lifted your son so carefully, as if he was scared he would break. It was the first time your son looked more confident than the adult holding him.

“Why don’t you tell him a story? About one of your adventures?” You suggested hoping it would make Thor more comfortable, give him a sense of what to do.

You found yourself sat in the living room for the better part of the day listening to super hero stories and watching Bragi brighten at each word. Thor seemed to brighten too and you wondered what terrible things he’d had to see and do to look so haggard, so different from the overly jovial man you’d known.

You decided that could wait. The hard conversations could wait. For now you’d simply reveal in the feeling of happiness that seeing your son so joyful brought. That knowing Thor was alive brought. You had never imagined this moment was possible.

[mykingofasgardnew]

Apartments- Loki mini series

A/N: Hey guys summer break is here for me so ima start doing requests :-) and sorry @wolfgar15 that it’s a picture of your request. It decided to delete on me after I took a screenshot 😅

Summary: Thor and Loki move into a new apartment that’s close to a university. And one student catches Loki’s eye.

Warnings: fluff, modern au, some smut,

>>[means POV change]

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You carry your heavy bags of groceries and homework up the stairs to noice that your neighbors aren’t two old ladies but two young men. Puzzled you quickly walk into your two bedroom apartment to be greeted by your two favorite people. Your bull dog Hunter and your brown tubby tabby cat Freckle.

“Hello babies!.” You immediately say as they follow you to your kitchen to set groceries down. Jumping for attention.” Finial when you know they won’t knock all your stuff down you bend down and give them the attention they deserve. You make sure Freckle has her food and go to grab Hunters leach being cooped up in the apartment all day is boring for the only bull dog you know that has enough energy to do everything in one day. You go to walk out and notice that the two boys replacing your nice neighborhoods are total opposites. One is tall and buff like a McDonald’s fry but with muscles. He notices you staring and smiles and waves. You wave back embarrassed and quickly walking down the five stories of steps. Not getting a good look at the other one just knowing he had black hair and was leaner.

>>(Loki POV)

“Who are you waving at brother?” Loki says after dropping another box in their living room.

“I don’t know. I think she’s our neighbor. She was looking at us. Guess she knew who was here before. She seemed confused..” Loki looks around to see that there’s not a girl.

“Thor are you-“

“She just walked down the stairs because I waved.” Looking confused.

“Maybe she’s shy.” Loki says shrugging not giving the girl much thought. Pushing past Thor to get out of the the apartment. Thor follows him down the stairs to get more boxes.

“Maybe but she was kinda cute; her dog was definitely cute.” Thor says two boxes in both arms at a time. Loki rolls his eyes. His brother thinks everything that has eyes is cute.

“Uh huh.” Loki retorts and walks out to grab more boxes.

>>>(YourPOV)

You take off Hunters leach and let him run upstairs getting the last of his energy out. And walk over to your mail box. Grab your mail and start you walk up the stairs. When you get up stairs you here someone talking out loud saying good boy.

You turn the corner to see the McDonald’s fry petting Hunter. Hunter enjoying the attention. The fry looks up. He has blue eyes.

“Oh hey. I’m Thor. Your dogs cute.” He says standing up putting his hand out to shake yours. You shake his hand and smile, trying to be polite and not think about all the homework you have to do. And the cookies you miss from Jenny on of the older ladies that was your neighbor.

“I’m y/n. Nice to meet you. I guess my old neighbors moved out over spring break.” You say scratching your neck. “Welcome to the neighborhood though. This is a college neighborhood so expect loud music every other day past ten. And yelling at all hours.” You say smiling hereing some loud noises below you. Hunter after greating you goes back to Thor for more attention from the new person.

“Oh that explains so many young people. Me and my brother aren’t in college we work at that big building 15 minutes from here. He’s in the apartment I’ll go get him since we’ll be sharing walls. Better meet him too.” He says and yells into the door.

“Loki come meet y/n! She’s our new neighborhood and really nice!” He gives you a smile and thumbs up. You laugh a little. Then a tall raven haired man comes out looking utterly annoyed. He has blue eyes like his brother his more frosty a contrast to his dark features. His face is really strong. His whole stance is really strong like his brother. They might be ying and yang to each other but definitely are brothers.

“Must you yell brother?” He says given glares to both Thor and Hunter. Unhappy that he’s glaring at Hunter you call for him and grab his leach. Finally the blue eyed man says hello.

“Hi I’m Loki. But you probably already know that with my brothers loud large mouth yelling it.” He smiles and shakes your hand. Playful pushing Thor. You smile back glad he has some humor.

“It’s fine. Everyone yells here it’s a college neighborhood so.” You shrug your shoulders. Loki has an intense gaze. He’s the total opposite of his brother. But they share a friendly aura. Thor comes puts his arm around his brother in response to the shove.

“So y/n what’s your major?” Thor asks.

“Um I major in Business and Real estate.”

“Oh that’s cool. Gonna be a boss lady selling houses.” He says flashing a large smile. Loki looking annoyed but continuing to stare into your soul interested in what you say.

“Ha ha yeah pretty much. But I have a lot of homework and have to feed Hunter here.” You say looking at your dog who’s giving his best doggy smile to all three of you. “I’d gladly have y’all over some time tho.” You smile and wave walking to your apartment just a couple feet away.

“Yeah! Have a good night y/n.” Thor says and Loki gives a wave and says goodnight walking into the apartment first. Once inside your apartment and safe behind a locked door you sigh looking down at your cat. Hunter going off to play with a toy.

“They’re nice I guess Freckle. The one though he was cute. But doesn’t seem to like me. He just stared at me.” You say bending down picking her up and moving to your desk to start homework. You put her down in her bed which she lays down immediately.

Your apartment was pretty spacious. But you got blessed because your the only cousin and child on your moms side. So all your family is helping you go through college.

A/N: thank you @wolfgar15 for giving me this request and inspiring me to write <3 I hope you like this. It’s probably just a mini series 10-12 chapters tops.

[bxcksdoll]

Teasing

Pairings: Thor x reader

Summary: Y/N and Thor are best friends. They get teased that they should be a couple but Y/N doesn’t think Thor feels the same. One day, on a mission, Thor saved Y/N and confesses his feelings to her.

Request: reader is part of the avengers, and is closest to Thor. Everyone else notices he has a crush on reader but he denies it every time he is asked about it. When they’re on a mission, reader is in danger and Thor finally realizes he does really like the reader and confesses to her. :)

Warnings: violence/blood

A/N: so i usually write in second person but I guess I changed it up a bit to first person oof

Y/N/N - your nick name

Y/N’s POV

Thor is my best friend. My person. The one I’d go to when I needed help. Currently, I’m in desperate need of his help. I have inexplainable feelings. Needs. I have feelings for him.

Of course, I know I can’t tell him and I can’t tell any of the other Avengers. So, instead, I sit in the same overwhelming, heart-clenching silence every night. Alone with my thoughts - thoughts of him.

I know that Thor doesn’t feel the same - he’s been asked many times by the others but always denies it. Tony is convinced he has a crush on me and won’t let it lie; he constantly teases us about our chemistry. But I guess we’re just meant to be friends.

“Good morning, Stark,” I greet, wandering into the kitchen.

“Hey, Y/N. You seen your boyfriend this morning? Fury’s looking for him,” Tony asks, sipping his morning coffee.

I roll my eyes, scoffing a little. “Very funny, Tony, but you know he’s not my boyfriend. And no I haven’t - why’s Fury after him?”

“Ah, it’s nothing to worry about, sweetheart. Fury’s not taking lover boy away or anything; in fact, he’s gonna ask him to accompany you, Sam, Nat and Clint on your mission tomorrow,” Tony smirks.

Rolling my eyes again, I ask, “Why does Thor need to come too? And what do you mean me, Nat and Clint - I thought you were coming too?”

“Not anymore kiddo,” he laughs, “I told Nick I couldn’t and may have requested a certain God of Thunder to go instead.”

“Wow, you really don’t give up, do you, Stark?” I shake my head.

“Nope. I’ll never rest until-oh look! The God himself. Mornin’, pointbreak, it’s good to see ya,” Tony nods.

Turning around, I’m faced with a tired-looking Thor. His hair is loosely tied back in a bun, strands of golden locks grazing his sharp features. It appears he’s shaved recently and looks damn good.

Glancing down, I can see he’s wearing a black vest top - tightly fitting to his muscles just right - and loose grey sweatpants. This man really knows how to get me hot and bothered.

“Morning, Stark,” the God replies. “Hey, Y/N/N,” he ruffles my hair with his hand as he slumped past, sleepily.

“You talked to Fury, Thor?” Tony asks.

“Um, no why?”

“He wants to ask you to go on a mission tomorrow. Which Y/N happens to be going on too,” Tony smirks while I send a glare his way.

“Oh, yes. Y/N was telling me about it yesterday - are you not going on it, Stark?” Thor questions, opening the fridge.

“Tony, here, was too lazy to go and so he recommended you for the job,” I interjected, crossing my arms.

“Hey, you should be thanking me. Because of me, you have more time to spend with your girlfriend,” Tony laughs.

Thor slammed the fridge harder than he meant to, in surprise. “Uhhh, my what?!” he asks, eyebrows raised.

“You’ll spend more time with Y/N,” Tony pats him on the back. Thor’s cheeks begin to to turn a shade of red.

“Stark you know that Y/N and I are only-”

“Stop! Let me have my fun,” Tony wines and - for about the 100th time this morning - I roll my eyes again. “Just make sure you talk to Fury, okay?”

“Okay,” Thor replies, quickly glancing at me to give a small smile. My heart flutters at the minor gesture and my belly aches with butterflies, longing for him in ways that I shouldn’t.

For now, I’m going to train for the mission. I need to get Thor off my mind and to focus on more important issues.

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Thor POV

I accepted the mission given to me yesterday; partly because it’s the right thing to do...but mostly because - Stark was right - it meant I could spend more time with Y/N.

I’m sick of everyone telling me I should ask her out but, if I’m honest, I do have feelings for her. However, we’re best friends and I can’t jeopardise our friendship. I don’t know what I’d do with myself if she didn’t feel the same way and even if she did it could be strange.

Anyway, I accepted the mission and we took off in the quinjet some few minutes ago. Fury told me S.H.I.E.L.D had been tracking down a group of Hydra agents for a couple of months and had finally discovered a potential hide out. So, we went on our way to check out this place.

Fury made us all dress in normal clothes to blend in; it’s rather strange going on a mission without wearing my usual battle gear but I do understand why there’s a change.

The quinjet landed not too far from the base - but further enough away so that the jet wouldn’t be heard or seen. Getting out of the jet, Natasha turns to us all.

“Okay, you guys here’s the plan. Clint you go up top on he southwest building - use that tech Bruce gave you and keep us updated on all the activity that goes on in the base. Y/N and Thor, you’ll go round the back - search around and break in without drawing any attention to yourselves.”

My heart beats faster at her last words. I didn’t feel nervous before now but how things have changed; being positioned with Y/N may shift my focus slightly.

“Sam,” Natasha continues, “you’re coming with me; we’ll walk in from the front - we’ve got some fake IDs so that people don’t get suspicious of who we are.”

She pauses for a second, handing him the card.

“Sweet,” Sam chuckles, attaching it to his jacket.

“Now,” Natasha states, “once we’re inside, make sure you gather all the information you can on those flash drives I gave you, understood?”

I nod in agreement with everyone else. We all go our seperate ways, my heart pounding loud in my chest at the realisation that Y/N is following behind me.

“Do you even know how to use a flash drive?” she laughs. “Or even a computer?”

She’s smirking and raising her eyebrows in that cute flirtatious way she does. I adore that look on her - I adore every look on her, but especially this one.

“Yes, of course I do!” I argue, shaking my head.

“Hmm, are you sure about that? You’re 1500 years old and technology doesn’t usually mix well with old people,” she jokes, hitting my arm lightly.

“Ha ha. You’re hilarious, Y/N...”

We’ve reached the suspected base. Before going in I decide to be safe and check with Clint what’s going on inside.

“It seems...empty,” he replies. “Really, really empty. Are you sure this gadget works, Nat?”

“Yeah, Bruce thoroughly checked it,” Nat’s voice says in my ear piece.

“How strange...perhaps only Y/N and I should go in first. We’ll look around and tell you what we see,” I suggest.

“Alright, Thor, but be careful. Both of you.”

“We’ll be fine, Nat,” Y/N replies and gives me a comforting smile. Then, she breaks the lock off the backalley door, slipping inside before me.

The building is pitch black - I can hardly see anything, even Y/N. I describe the scene to the others; there seems to be a few tall white pillars in the distance. As my eyes adjust, I take in the whole floor before me. Notes are plastered on the walls all around; the floor stretches beyond a curving staircase.

“Thor,” Y/N whispers into the ear piece. I turn to my left and can finally see her. She’s a fair distance away, next to one of the pillars. “I think I found-AH!”

A gunshot fires through the building, flashes of red light go off as a machine gun is fired repeatedly in the direction of where Y/N is. One must have pierced through her leg, as she’s down on the ground and clutching it while protecting herself behind a pillar.

“Thor! Y/N! What’s going on?” Sam yells in the ear piece.

“We need backup immediately!” I shout, electricity corsing through my veins as I send random bursts of lightning around the room. I wasn’t able to see when the gunshot came from so I strike anywhere and everywhere.

It appears I’ve hit someone as a shiek is hear from one corner of the room. Y/N is still down on the ground, I run over to her and put pressure on her leg.

“Ow, T-thor...” she whimpers, wincing from the pain.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, it’s going to be okay. Just breath, alright?” I reassure her as he thick, warm blood pours over my hands.

Seconds later, the front door swings open to reveal Sam, Natasha and Clint. They immedialey spot s couple of agents hidden in the corner of the room and begin fighting them. This was the perfect opportunity to sneak Y/N out.

“Y/N, I’m going to carry you back to the jet now, alright, love?”

I doubt she’s processing anything I say due to her painful expression and breathing so I pick her up without warning. She weighs nothing but makes it harder for me to carry her by clutching to my upper arms and digging her fingernails in - through pain.

“It’s alright, I’ve got you,” I murmur as I’m running with her back to the jet. Her life depending on my actions.

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Your POV

I open my eyes only to be blinded by a shining white colour. Oh no. I must be in the hospital. A throbbing feeling is in my leg as I remember I got shot. Glancing beside me, I notice Thor is sat crouched over the edge of my bed with his head in his hands.

I reach over and touch his shoulder. He jumps back in surprise and then smiles, gleamingly. He lurches forward, wrapping his arms around me in a tight embrace.

“Thank the gods you’re alright, Y/N,” he murmurs in my ear. “How are you feeling?”

“I feel fine, Thor, it’s just that my leg is aching a bit,” I reply. Thor lets go of me and returns to his earlier seat, this time gripping my hand tight in his.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I-I shouldn’t have let you go ahead. I should have been more careful...”

“No, Thor! Don’t blame yourself. This wasn’t your fault - it was mine for not keeping my voice down,” I chuckle. Thor squeezes my hand again and smiles.

“...Y/N?” he asks and I nod my head. “After what’s just happened to you,” he goes on, “I’ve realised that I need to tell you something.” My heart beats faster in my chest, eager to know what. “I have feelings for you. Strong ones. I didn’t want to tell you before now because I was scared that our friendship would be ruined but now I know that I must tell you. I want to be with you, Y/N.”

I gasp and sit up as much as I can. “Oh, Thor, I feel the same way!”

Thor’s eyes light up in surprise. “R-really?” he laughs. I nod my head, my heart warming.

Thor grins wided, leaning close and capturing his lips with mine; we move in sync, desperately claiming one another in a kiss we had both longed for for so long. Thor would never let you get hurt again. He would protect you from now on and keep you safe from any harm.

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Into the Dark (11/?)

A/N: Thor has learned a thing or two about a thing or two. And he’s finally smart enough to use it. 

Thor watches you heal slowly. He watches you like a hawk, ready to scoop you up at any moment’s discomfort. He doesn’t care if he ever wins your love again, he just wants you to be safe and happy. He wants to make sure that you never have another night crying while he snores next to you.

Loki and Brunhilde get considerably more helpful, telling him where you’ve gone when they spot him looking for you. You bridge New Asgard and Faerie together, uniting them into one kingdom. It’s a strange sort of felicity. Having your Mother and cousin in reach again is helpful to you and so they stay. They coddle you and it’s not uncommon for the three of you to be found sipping tea in your garden when Thor strolls by in the cottage in the evening to bring you flowers. 

He hasn’t been permitted to live there but on bad nights, when he comes to bring you flowers and you reach for his sleeve, not able to bring yourself to take his hand but needing him to stay close, he gets to sleep over. He pulls you against him, cradling you gently until his hands in your hair and the warmth of his body lull you into sleep. Sometimes, even with him near you to be a wall of warmth and comfort, the nightmares that woke you screaming and jolting out of bed made him thankful for his strength as he locked his arms around you and held you to him, rumbling endearments and jostling you gently to try and wake you. He hated those nights. When nothing could calm you and you still dragged yourself out of bed in the morning bleary red eyes and trembling hands.

“Sweetheart,” he protested, taking your coffee cup and your plate before you dropped them, “You need rest.” You were losing weight at an alarming pace. You ate little and slept less. You mostly ran on autopilot. It was like watching you on Asgard except it broke his heart. “I’m okay,” you say rubbing your eyes, “I just need to keep moving.”

Thor frowns and pulls out your chair, “I think we need a holiday,” he coaxes. “Just us for a little while. You can read books and lay in a hammock all day. We’ll just relax and you can teach me how to cook.” He rubs your shoulders and works his thumbs into the back of your neck gently, looking for sore spots to ease out. You sigh, “I don’t want you to have to deal with me alone for that long.”

“Deal with you?” he asks slowly, “That implies that you’re a problem.” He turns your chair and kneels in front of you. “You’ve never been the problem, Y/N. You’ve always been so fucking kind and patient. So much fucking better than me. I was always the problem. I wouldn’t put my pride aside for anyone. Not even you. Not when we were betrothed, not at our wedding, not when you were with child, not any time after that.” He cradles your face in his hands and kisses your nose, “This is not a burden, my queen. This is an honor. The highest honor you could pay me... Let me do this for you?”

He leans in slowly, capturing your lips in a careful kiss. He feels your hesitation. This was not dutiful pecks and posturing for his mother. His lips were warm and soft against yours. The hands that cradled your face were tender. It was the first kiss you had always wanted and now that he’s doing it you feel a lot of feelings. 

You’re angry and hurt but you don’t want him to stop. Tears run down your cheeks as the emotions rush through you. You want him to keep kissing you and you lean into him, your hands finding his collar. You’re clumsy and uncertain. He can feel the attraction in you rising for him. The need.

He’s never felt it before and it makes his heart skip. His head swims and his heart pounds. He tries to gentle you but he can’t bring himself to. He can taste the tears on your lips and he keeps his hands on your face gently. When you come up for air with a sob and cover your face with your hands can’t focus for a second. He feels drunk. Drunk and really horny. Something he hasn’t felt in a long time. At least not like this. It’s like he’s an inexperienced boy again as he fumbles for a handkerchief for you. “Y/N,” he murmurs, “Gods, what did you do to me?” he chuckles and wipes your face tenderly. You are not a pretty crier. You also don’t cry unless you’re feelings have gotten so intense you don’t know what else to do. It’s endearing in a way. Your cheeks color, “It’s... it’s a power.” Thor smiles a little. His head is clearing now that he isn’t kissing you. “It happens when I’m attracted to someone.” 

Thor stands slowly and holds out his hands, “Well, sweetheart,” he said, “I think I’d like to keep kissing you if you feel up to it.” You bite your lip and look up at him, uncertain. “You can tell me no,” he said gently, “this is new and probably scary.” You take a deep breath and find your feet reaching for his hands. 

“Please kiss me?” you ask softly. You needed... you needed to know that there was more to intimacy than apathy and violence. You needed to be wanted. You needed to know that your husband was actually here with you and not with Sif or Jane in his mind. Thor can hear the need. The vulnerability in your voice. You’re standing in the kitchen, the last fragile shard of your heart in your hands, begging him to take it and please don’t break it. He leans in and kisses you a little more insistently. He can’t help his hands that slide down your body and knead your hips for a moment making you sigh against his lips. He makes a note of it mentally. He was honestly ashamed that he didn’t know how to touch you but he was grateful to learn. You deserved the world from him. And he was going to give it to you. 

He carried you to the couch and pulled you into him, holding you on his lap and losing himself in the press of your lips on his. He guided you gently, adjusting you and showing you how to move your lips. When your hands find the buttons on his shirt he stills and lets you unbutton them. The god feels a twinge of embarrassment about his body but pushes it away quickly. This isn’t about him and you didn’t feel anything for him as a hard-bodied, chiseled warrior. If you’d rather have him as a soft-bellied king, who is he to argue? When his shirt is off you stop kissing him and smooth your hands over his skin. His soft chest his shoulders, the squishy tum you use as a pillow from time to time. You caress and explore, focused on being allowed to touch him. On even wanting to touch him. Thor holds still. He’s learned enough to know that this is necessary to you. you need to indulge in this. You’re tactile under normal circumstances. You crave casual touch even if it’s only been a day or so since you’ve been touched. It doesn’t surprise Thor at all that a big part of your needs now is just to be allowed to indulge them. To touch the person you’re attracted to after so long denying yourself that. 

Your husband closes his eyes and relaxes under your touch, “That’s nice, Y/N,” he murmurs. “Here,” he shifts you easily to have you straddle his lap and his hands look for the hem of your shirt, sliding his hands under it to touch your skin. You blush and smile at him shyly and Thor rubs your sides, “It’s easier for me to touch you too if you sit this way, sweetheart.” You kiss him again and for the next few minutes, there are no more words. Thor strips you slowly out of your shirt and removes your bra. Taking the time to lavish kisses on your bare skin. His hands are reaching for the button on your pants when the front door bursts open.

“Yo, thunder dork!” Comes Rocket’s voice, “Is it cool if we all crash here for a few days?” Thor curses under his breath and hastily wraps his oversized shirt around you to cover you. “Fuck me,” he mutters. You giggle and hide your face in his shoulder. Thor can’t help it. He laughs. This has got to be retribution from Frigga. He finally wants to have sex with his wife. He has her half-naked and wanting. And he gets cockblocked by the fucking rabbit. Somewhere Odin is laughing. 

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The Lighthouse (9/??)

Summary: The town is sleepy, the people are nice enough, but life gets turned upside-down when the God of Thunder literally falls out of the sky.

A/N: Hello, hello, time for more of our regularly scheduled Q+A where we ask some questions and get some answers, but never the ones we want. I swear we’re getting to the meat of things, but we have to go through all of this before we get to it, This being the filler stuff that happens before we can get to the real action. That being said, I’m really happy with what I’m putting out today, so please enjoy!

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Pairing: ThorxReader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: None

Part 8

"So…okay, so what you're saying is Asgard is gone, this Thanos guy attacked the ship, and you're the only one who got away?"

"Yes."

"But how?"

“What is it you humans say… a magician never reveals his tricks?”

I scowl. “You’re no magician, and that couldn’t have been a simple trick. How did you get away, if Heimdall didn’t send you himself?”

He sighs. “I used the Tesseract.”

“That stupid thing everyone was fighting over in New York all those years ago?”

“And here I was, thinking Earth had forgotten about that.”

“How could we forget an alien invasion?” I shake my head. “A literal alien invasion, and you just expect us to forget about it. Maybe you really are crazy.”

“Forget about New York for now. The Cube itself hides a very powerful object,” Loki explains. “It’s called the Space Stone, and it allows whoever wields it, provided they can withstand its power, to travel through space at will.”

“So you used it to get away before whatever happened messed with everyone’s heads?”

“Yes, but Heimdall was able to send one man off before anything happened.”

“Who?”

“Bruce Banner.”

“Wait, he was with you?”

“He was.”

“Then we have to get in contact with the Avengers!” I exclaim “If he’s earth-side, they would know.”

“Are you mad?” He shakes his head. “You can’t really believe they’d help, knowing that I have anything to do with this.”

“You didn’t cause this.”

“Not directly. But I’m involved.”

“So is Thor.”

“And so are you,” he says. “They don’t even know you.”

“I don’t know if that’ll work for us or against us in this situation.” I pause. “What the hell do you mean you aren’t directly involved? You were on that ship and you’re the only one who remembers what happened!”

“But it wasn’t my fault this time!”

“In what world does being involved mean that you’re at fault?” I shake my head and roll my eyes. “At any rate, any kind of alien anything falls under the purview of the Avengers.”

Loki scowls. “You’re not going to drop this.”

“Why would I?” I shake my head. “I said I’d help, and taking this to someone who actually can is obviously part of that.”

He rolls his eyes. “Fine.”

“(Y/N?)” Thor croaks.

I don’t hesitate in shuffling over to him. He reaches out to me and takes my face in his hands. His eyes are filled with tears and his face is red and splotchy. He looks me over, almost as if he’s trying to decide if I’m real.

“I’m here,” I murmur. “It’s okay to let go.”

His bottom lip wobbles and he gathers me up in his arms and carefully holds me to his chest. I manage to wriggle my arms out of his hold and wrap one around his shoulders. I comb my fingers through his hair and slowly rock him from side to side as his entire body begins to shake with the force of his sobs.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” I whisper. “You’ve lost so much… I’m so sorry, Thor.”

“There was so much,” he whispers.

“I know.”

He balls up big handfuls of my shirt and takes a deep, shaking breath. I sit and hold him until he can calm down. Loki doesn't even shift from his spot behind me, but it does little to put me at ease.

"That was a lot to take in at once," I murmur. Thor nods against my shoulder and I kiss the side of his head. "How about we get you upstairs? You can get some rest and process what you saw."

"I don't know…"

"I'm sure Daisy could be persuaded to come cuddle with you."

"I…" he sighs. "Alright."

It takes a moment for him to haul himself to his feet, but he allows me to lead him towards the door. I can feel Loki's eyes on us the entire time and it makes my skin crawl.

Once out in the hall, I call out to Daisy and she comes bounding up the stairs.

"That's a good girl!" I pat her side and she brushes up against Thor's leg. "Upstairs, Daisy lady, let's go."

She turns and does as she's told. By the time Thor and I make it up the stairs, she's situated herself on top of the covers. Her eyebrows perk up when she sees us and her tail thumps against the duvet. Thor lowers himself to the edge of the bed and tugs me down into his lap. He wraps his arms around me and presses his nose to my shoulder. The angle is awkward and I can't embrace him the way I was able to earlier.

"I'm so sorry," he says.

"You have nothing to apologize for. You're overwhelmed and mourning a sister you never knew you had, your father, your home. I… I don't know how you're feeling, but I know that it's more than anyone should have to go through on their own."

"He told you?"

I nod. "Everything. I know what happened on Asgard and on that ship. I-I am so sorry, honey. I wish there had been a better way for you to find out."

"I needed to know."

"That's true, but," I lean away and push his hair out of his eyes. "I don't like seeing you in pain." He opens his mouth and I press my fingertips to his lips. "I know you were bound to get hurt at some point while we're together. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon and to feel so… so helpless when it did."

I press my lips together to stop myself from saying anything else. Thor opens his mouth, but thinks better of what he was going to say and simply repositions me so that I can actually hug him. He loops my arms around his shoulders and circles his around my middle. He kisses me in an attempt to reassure me and I rest my forehead against his when we pull away.

"I don't seek out pain," he says, carefully choosing his words. "But it always seems to find me. I've lost so much, just in the last few years. I don't want to lose you too. I don't want to drive you away with my past."

"You won't. We're partners in this relationship." I lean back to meet his eyes and smile. "That means a lot of things, and one of them is dealing with each other's crazy."

"My crazy far outweighs yours, (Y/N)."

I shrug. "Mine is getting up there. I mean, I live alone in a lighthouse, was magically prompted to wander out into the woods to find a god, promptly fell for said god, started learning magic and looking for his brother and then dragged him out of the house in the middle of the night to literally go dig him up."

Thor laughs. "Still."

"On a human level, all of that sounds absolutely nuts, no matter how you swing it."

He nods. "That's true."

I smile and peck him on the lips. "You need to rest."

"What will you do?"

"I have to keep an eye on Loki. He doesn't know where he is. I'm sure he has questions."

"I don't know how I feel about you being alone with him."

"I'm not helpless."

"He has a silver tongue and he's manipulative. As much as I care about my brother, I know that he's not exactly trustworthy."

"Okay," I get to my feet and silently coax Thor into laying down. "If anything, and I mean anything weird happens, I'll come get you immediately."

He sighs and scrubs his hands over his face. "I don't know-"

"Thor, I'm an inch away from knocking you out myself." I pull the blankets up to his chin when he protests again and direct Daisy to lay across his chest. He shakes his head and tries to hide his smile. "Sleep. We'll be here when you're ready."

"Alright."

"Okay."

I stoop down and kiss his forehead before leaving the room.

When I return to the bedroom, Loki is exactly where I left him. I lean in the doorway and fold my arms.

“You hungry?” I ask.

His head shoots up. “What?”

I jerk my head towards the hallway. “Come on. I’ll make us some tea.”

He follows me downstairs and hovers while I put the kettle on and place peppermint tea sachets in mugs. I catch him folding his arms and glancing around out of the corner of my eye.

“Spit it out,” I say.

“What?”

“I can see that you want to say something.” I turn and lean against the counter. “So say it.”

His brow furrows. “You really care about him.”

“He’s my partner. Of course I care about him.”

“I see.”

“What’s your problem with me, anyway?” I tilt my head to the side. “Is it because I’m human?”

“Partially.”

“And the rest?”

“I don’t want to see him hurt.”

“I’m sure it wouldn’t be the first time you’ve seen it.” He scowls. “I’m not with him because he’s a god. Thor is a good man. He’s kind and intelligent and gentle. Most of all, he’s patient with me.”

Loki snorts. “The last thing I’d associate with my brother is patience.”

“I can’t say he’s patient in the day to day. I mean, everything is so fragile and fleeting on our planet, it’s easy to get frustrated. But, he’s patient with me.” I shake my head. “I don’t see why you’d be worried about him, though. From what I know about you, you’re not particularly concerned with that sort of thing.”

“I’m allowed the occasional change of heart, am I not?”

“I don’t know.” The kettle comes to a boil and I wait for the bubbles to calm before pouring water into each mug. “Are you?”

He stares me down and only answers when I hand him his mug.

"I'm not sure," he admits. "It's something I'm still sorting out for myself."

"I see. Well, I guess that's all I can ask of you, right? A little introspection never hurt anyone."

He falls silent and I take that time to drain the sachet and add a packet of sweetener to my tea. I blow across the surface of the tea before taking a sip and immediately regretting it. I ask him if he takes any sweetener in his tea and he shakes his head.

“I wonder if I might ask a few questions,” he says.

“Such as?”

“Where are we?”

“A little no-name town on an inlet in Maine.” I lead him to the living room and gesture to the stairs. “I live in and operate the lighthouse.”

“And you truly speak with Heimdall?”

“Mhm.” Charles jumps up into my lap when I sit on the couch. He places his paws on my chest and tries to put his face in my tea. “Not for you, bud. It’s hot.”

He tried again and I pushed him off. He made a little indignant noise and nosed at my hand.

“Who’s this?” Loki asks.

“This is Charles.” Charles doesn’t take his eyes off the mug and I sigh. “You can’t have the tea, dude. What kind of mother would I be if I let you burn yourself?”

“He seems like a handful.”

“Believe it or not, the handful is curled up with your brother upstairs.” I scowl at Charles. “Would you just sit down?”

I set the mug on the end table and scratch up and down his sides. His back arches and he rubs his face against my cheeks. I scrunch up my face and wait till he’s finished. He eventually settles in my lap and I sigh and grab my tea.

“You can take a seat too,” I say, gesturing for Loki to sit.

He sits on the opposite end of the couch and sips his tea. “You said something about someone with Thor?”

“Right. My dog, Daisy, is keeping him company.” I laugh when his brows pinch together. “He’s her absolute best friend. She follows him all around the house.”

“I see.”

“Sorry, I didn’t answer your question earlier.” I took a big gulp of my cooling tea and set it to the side. “Yes, I do talk to Heimdall. I’m the only one who he’s been able to contact since Thor crash landed a few months back.”

“Odd.” He leans forward and tilts his head to the side. “And how did you discover your magic?”

“My family has a history with magic. My father said an aunt of mine actually had magic and he kept a set of protection runes around in case we needed them. Heimdall theorized that my magic is the reason he was able to contact me and no one else.”

Loki hums. “I see.”

“Heimdall did what he could to teach me how to control it, but magic for me is, I don’t know…” I gesture vaguely. “Kind of just this amorphous blob?”

“Then how do you contain it?”

“How do you mean?”

“Magic isn’t just something that you call on whenever you please, it’s all around you. How do you contain it?”

“Oh, uh…” I shrug. “It’s always just there. I used to get really tired when I tried to cast something, but it’s gotten easier.”

“Explain.”

“I was pulled into some kind of pocket where I was able to see Heimdall. He and I were able to work together to make a kind of magic circuit in order for him and Thor to speak. I practically fainted when that happened, but in the weeks it took to find you I was fine by comparison.”

His jaw clenches, but he simply nods and sips at his tea.

We sit in silence while we finish our drinks. Loki wanders back upstairs to the bedroom he woke up in and I start on making the shepherd’s pie I had planned for dinner. Once it’s in the oven, I go back to my office and finish what I can of the work I had been pulled away from when Loki woke earlier.

The smell of baking cheese eventually draws Loki out into the stairwell and he creeps down to the kitchen when I tell him dinner was ready. He disappears into his room as soon as he clears his plate. While packing up leftovers, I consider leaving out a portion for Thor, but decide against it. If he didn’t wake up for dinner, chances are slim that he’ll wake up for it later. Instead, I put the leftovers in the fridge and go upstairs to get ready for bed.

About an hour later, I crawl into bed and Thor rolls over and wraps his arms around me. With my back against his chest, I grab his hand and kiss his knuckles before settling against him. Charles curls up against my stomach and I eventually doze off.

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Part 10

Alright, so we’ve got more Loki and, unintentionally, more questions than answers, probably. Sorry! Everything will be answered in due time, I promise.

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[hitbythunder]

The Roll of Thunder -4

A Thor x Reader and later some Loki x Reader story

Summary: After Frigga’s and Loki’s deaths, Thor struggles with his grief and blames himself for the loss. Barely able to manage his emotions, the god helps the other heros on Earth so that he can stay away from Asgard - a place which only reminds him of his pain. When the team acquires a golden sphere from a mission, however, Thor is forced to deal with his past. She has black hair, pale skin and a pair of emerald eyes which haunt the god in his dreams. Could she be Loki?

Warnings: non-con in later chapters

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Thor looked down upon the unconscious woman at his feet and was about to act when suddenly a fist collided with his jaw, painfully stealing his balance. “Can't you leave her alone for just one evening!!” Rarely did the Captain's fury come forth but he had certain moral principles and rules, overstepping them wasn't acceptable. The Kitten lay motionless on the floor and from her position, one could easily assume that Thor had hit her.

“Jesus, Thor, I knew you could be rude but hurting a defenseless woman?” he added but the god was still too dizzy from the punch to reply. Thor rubbed his throbbing jaw while Steve quickly knelt down and picked the woman up. “I had no hand in this!” Thor finally stumbled when Steve stood up again, glaring at him before he turned and marched towards the elevator. Silence had flooded the entire room, oppressing every other sound and all the horrified guests had watched this bizarre scene, their gazes following the enraged Captain and the little woman swaying in his massive arms.

Down in the lab, Bruce run some standard health-tests while Steve paced restlessly across the room. The Kitten lay unconscious on the large metal table, some wires attached to her arms and forehead and Natasha gently lifted her right arm to examine the golden scales. There were more on her shoulder-blade and when the red-head half-turned the Kitten on the table she gasped at what she saw. Her whole back was covered in golden scales, sparkling in the dim-lit lab. When she put the Kitten back on the table, some strands of black hair slipped over her ear, revealing it's pointy end.

“Guys...?” Bruce and Steve walked over, alarmed by her call and their eyes widened too at the obvious changes to the woman's body. “It seems like she's still growing...” Steve rubbed the back of his neck in confusion while Bruce leaned down to have a better look at the scales.

“Marvelous... She's definitely special in every aspect. We need to run some more tests.” The scientist said while readjusting his glasses. The prospect of more wires and needles around the Kitten didn't please Natasha in any way, had she herself some gruesome memories of similar situations. Additionally, she didn't trust Tony's skills and intentions, especially when he had the chance to tamper with a strange creature as her – luckily he wouldn't miss his own party. But on the other hand, they needed to gather information about their guest and since the Kitten refused to talk, tests were the only option available.

“Ok, but we need to do something about Thor.” All three looked at each other seriously but none had a concrete solution at hand. “We can't let him near her again.” *** About an hour later, when Bruce was done with his tests and he and Natasha decided to join the party again, Steve volunteered to carry the Kitten back to Natasha's room. Light as a feather she lay in his arms, curled up as if his presence meant safety to her and when he put her on the soft couch she reluctantly slipped from his grasp. Admittedly, Steve had grown fond of the little female over the past week. She was so pure, so innocent and without fault yet she had to experience horror and fear every time she met the Thunderer. Steve couldn't understand the god's grudge against her and honestly, he was still angry at Thor for treating her so rudely. And deep inside him, as it was his nature, Steve felt the need to protect the Kitten, to never let anyone harm her again. Thus he sat down on the couch beside her sleeping form and pulled her into a gentle embrace without waking her. “I will protect you.” he whispered into her pointy ear before he closed his eyes and drifted off into a deep slumber.

The faint sound of someone else's breath woke the Kitten in the middle of the night ands her eyes shot open immediately. She barely remembered what had happened at the party and at first she panicked when she felt those big arms slung around her body. However, when she realized it was not Thor but Steve who pressed himself against her back she relaxed and closed her eyes, snuggling up against his broad chest and inhaling his scent before she fell asleep again.

*** “Good morning, Captain Teddybear!” Was the first thing Steve heard when he entered the kitchen area, his limbs still stiff from sleeping on the narrow couch. Being too tired for Tony's mocking he just rolled his eyes and walked towards the coffee machine. But the faint pink on the Captains' cheeks didn't elude Natashas' eyes when he passed. “It was late and I was drunk...” Steve replied while filling his cup with the dark liquor, hoping to be rid of his hangover soon. “That's how most of my stories begin!” As if the alcohol from last night had been flushed out of his organism completely, Tony sat casually at the dining-table and grinned from one ear to another. “You seem to have found yourself a nice cuddly toy?” “Quit it, Stark.” Not ready to deal with the cunning scientist this early, Steve shallowed down the coffee, then grabbed two plates full of biscuits and fruit and headed towards Natasha's room. “I like it, you know.” Clint said when the Captain was beyond ear-shot, gaining himself a puzzled look from Tony. “The 'man out of time' together with the 'woman out of a ball', huh? Isn't he a little bit too old for her?” “Well, we don't know how old she is precisely.” Bruce commented, slicing a ripe pear. “Sir, the results of the tests are available.” As soon as Jarvis said those words, Tony was on his feet and hurried towards the elevator. “What are we waiting for?!”

Five minutes later, the whole team, except for Steve was gathered in the lab, waiting impatiently for the results to be revealed. Even Thor had joined them, being too curious to stay at his room. “Report Jarvis!” “Yes, Sir. All vital signs are within a normal range for humans, noting exceptional and her body functions are equivalent to those of a human.” “And what about the scales?” Tony asked, not less tensed as the others were. “They are similar to reptile scales, however coated in vanadium and gold just like the sphere she emerged from. From the scans of the sphere it can be assumed that it is approximately over a thousand years old and although 'the Kitten' was born only days ago, the cells of her body have an age of about 25 years.” Everyone was silent, each wondering about what the AI had just said and Bruce walked over to the laptop to survey the results closer. “Fascinating... at such a speed...” “The fever attack was most likely connected to the subsequent growth spurt. And her cells are still very productive, suggesting that she will develop further.” Jarvis added while Tony joined Bruce behind the laptop. Thereupon, the Avengers started a heated discussion about the Kitten again, whether to perform further tests or what else could be done in order to discover the whole truth behind her. At least they knew for certain that she wasn't human and that there would be more surprising changes to her soon. But how to proceed, they didn't know. Exhausted and annoyed from the quarreling, Tony was about to banish everyone from his lab when Jarvis interrupted him. “One more thing, Sir. … The Kitten, her whole body emits very similar frequencies as does the scepter or Mjolnir.” A cold shudder ran down the Thunderer's spine as there was only one word spinning in his mind: Magic. And the one at hand was definitely of a strong kind if it truly resembled his hammer and Loki's scepter.

But does this imply that she is from Asgard? Could it be? Thor thought to himself as he crossed the lab and walked over to the opened golden sphere, examining the engravings thoroughly. If only I had paid more attention during our history lessons... Loki would have been able to read them for sure...Now there is only one who can help us.

Slowly Thor piled the petal like remains of the sphere and picked them up before the others noted. “What are you doing, Thor?” Clint said and suddenly everyone looked at the god suspiciously as one could never know what he was up to these days.

“If there is magic within her, she might be more dangerous than we could imagine and we are in dire need of the truth. These engravings might provide the key that we lack to uncover her secrets and there is but one who can grasp their meaning.” Thor's voice was low and commanding, leaving no option to argue with his decision to leave so his friends didn't stop him when he strode towards the balcony door. Seconds later, with his hammer risen to the sky, calling for the golden gatekeeper, the Thunderer was engulfed by white light. Then he was gone. *** Just ignore their gossip, Steve thought when he entered Natasha's room where found the Kitten already awake, sitting on the couch and smiling at him. "Here's your breakfast! Eat up, little Kitten!" he said as he handed her the plate, her smile widening at the gesture and Steve found himself lost in her sparkling eyes for a moment. Before he even realized he blushed slightly and quickly averted his gaze, focusing hard onto the biscuits on his plate while he sat down beside her. What a fruitless attempt to calm his nerves! Moved by his kindness, the black-haired woman leaned over and planted a feathery kiss onto the Captain's cheek which turned a strong shade of crimson in return when he realized what this soft touch had been. Being too perplex to usher any words, Steve stayed silent while they ate but occasionally he dared to look at her for a split second, his heart skipping a beat at her sight. She was truly beautiful, every move so smooth and graceful, her complexion stainless like porcelain while her shiny hair was black as night. And then there were her eyes, those deep pools of various shades of green which sparkled differently depending on the light. Admittedly, they were similar to the Tricksters' but there was one essential difference which Steve realized for the first time now.

There is no evil in her eyes... No sin has spoiled her yet.

The Captain was raised in a devout family, his faith in God being imperturbable and thus he also believed in the devil, or evil per se. And from all the childhood stories and pictures he remembered, pointed ears and a snake (or its scales) were a sign of Lucifer himself. An inner conflict spread in his mind and qualms poisoned his thoughts but when the Kitten looked at him, smiling ever so sweetly, his mental storm cleared completely. *** With long strides the God of Thunder strode through the vast hallways of the golden palace, a place of legends and myths, a place of glory and deepest sorrow, his home. The guards bowed as they opened the large door for Thor to pass, like they had done so many times before and as he walked further into the room he remembered one particular day of his past. It should have been the day of his triumph but it was the start of his family's downfall. Proudly and arrogantly he had crossed the room full of cheering citizens, his ego bloated by their flattering and when he reached the far end he was welcomed by friendly faces. Today he hurried across the marble floor, his expression stern and full of concern, and the once vivid throne room was deathly silent, the memories of happier times paining the god. However, on both days the end was the same: he knelt to one man in front of him. “Father.”

[insaneasgardian]

Cupcake for you!

*Avengers arguing, Clint watching, Enter Y/N*

Y/N: Woaahhhh what's going on here?

Natasha: Y/N, I'd give up all my happiness for you, be mine?

Tony: Y/N, I'd give up Stark industries for you, be mine?

Steve: Y/N, I'd get stuck in the ice another 70 years for you, be mine?

Bruce: Y/N, I'd hulk out, and destroy everything for you, be mine?

Loki: Y/N, I'd take over the world and lay it at your feet for you, be mine?

Thor: Y/N, I'd give up the 9 realms for you, be mine?

Sam: Y/N, I'd give up on life for you, be mine?

Vision: Y/N, I'd take a computer virus for you, be mine?

Wanda: Y/N, I'd defeat millions of ultrons and thanos' for you, be mine?

Pietro: Y/N, I'd take several rounds of bullets again and again for you, be mine?

Peter: Y/N, I'd give up Aunt May, MJ, Ned, Mr Stark and everyone I love for you, be mine?

Y/N: Ummm... you guys... I-

*Bucky enters*

Bucky: *Kisses Y/N* I got you your favorite cupcake baby!

Y/N: *Sighing dreamily* I love you.

Bucky: And I love you!

Avengers: *Dumbfounded*

Clint: BAHAHAHAHAHA!

[gaytonystark]

Road Trip

Pairing: Thor x Reader Words: 2.5k A/N: Me? Actually writing something? It’s more likely than you think. Anyways, here’s a smutty thor fic that nobody asked for and I hope you all like it!!! Please let me know if you do since this is the first fic I’ve posted in quite a while and I’m actually pretty happy with it. I’m not usually a big smut person, but this just seemed to fit so enjoy and lemme know what y’all think :)

“Y/N, wake up.” Thor said softly, rousing you from your deep sleep. “It’s time to go.” He punctuated this with an equally soft kiss on your temple, which you quickly batted away.

“Just five more minutes, mom.” You groaned as pulled the covers closer to you. “I don’t wanna go to school today.”

“What-no it’s time for our road trip.” Thor said, the excitement clear in his voice even as he whispered to get you out of bed.

As you comprehended what he said, you began to regain consciousness. “Road trip? You mean we can go now?” You hastily sat up in bed when his words finally sank in and you joined Thor in his excitement.

“That’s right, today’s the day.” Thor’s excitement only grew when you threw the covers off of you and bounded to the bathroom to get ready. “We are finally going off the grid.”

“I’ve been waiting for this day for months!” You shouted from the sink as you splashed some water on your face to help get you a little more wide awake. “This is it, babe, no distractions for two whole weeks.” You walked out of the bathroom to pull out your duffle bag that you’ve had packed for days now. “It’s just gonna be you, me, and the open road for the next fourteen days. Do you think you can handle all that?”

“Nobody can handle you, that’s why I’m completely enamored with you, Y/N.” Thor came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you stuffed the last few things you would need in your already overstuffed bag and planted a kiss on the top of your head.

You leaned into his hold and you would have let things escalate from there if you didn’t have a schedule to stick to. You turned around in his arms and held his face in his hands and you noticed he looked somewhat disappointed before you flashed him a cheeky grin.“We can’t get distracted today, Lord of Thunder, besides we have the next two weeks for that.”

“You’re right,” Thor conceded, “we’ve got no time to waste.” He pulled away from your grasp after giving you a quick peck on the cheek and grabbed his own bags from under the bed.

“Okay, I think I’ve got everything I need and I stole the keys to Tony’s car, you know the red one that I really like so we should be just about ready to go.” You said, pulling out the shiny set of keys from where they were hiding in your pillow case and chucked them to Thor.

He caught them effortlessly as he hoisted his bag onto his shoulder. “And I gave Steve the number to the burner phone you picked up and instructed him to only call us if it is an absolute emergency.”

“Perfect and I told Steve if he calls us while we’re off the grid, I will personally deliver the footage I have of him when you got him so drunk he started crying while he sang the Star Spangled Banner outside the compound to every news station in America.”

“Then it sounds like we have everything we need.” He said, a boyish grin on his handsome face as he took your bag as well and lead you down to the compound’s garage.

You walked among the expanse of vehicles until you found the one you were looking for. Parked at the far end was a beautiful vintage cherry red mustang convertible and you couldn’t wait to plant your ass in that passenger seat. “Here she is, the car that’s gonna take us to Los Angeles, California. What a beauty.”

“You really are.” He whispered in your ear, leaving a rush of heat across your face.

Thor threw your bags in the trunk and you hopped into your seat, an excited grin planted firmly on your face. His own giddiness was radiating off of him as he drove you both off of the compound, freedom in the air as it whipped past your face. You leaned over and kissed his cheek before you loaded the mixtape you made into the cassette player.

“This is the perfect road trip playlist to get us across the country.” You proclaimed proudly over the sound of air whipping past you. The rising sun cast an unearthly glow across your unearthly boyfriend and you couldn’t help but stare. “Hey, I’m really happy we’re finally doing this.”

“Me too.” Thor beamed at you before he reached over and squeezed your thigh, his gaze returning to the road before you.

There was only one other car pumping gas at the station you pulled into and you were grateful for the shade provided from the warm summer sun. You looked around at your surroundings and noted the desolate expanse and how different it was from what you had back home. It was refreshing and you would have taken comfort in it if you weren’t drawing to the conclusion that you were absolutely and positively lost.

You turned back to the map you had splayed out on the hood of the car, scratching your head in thought as Thor filled up the gas tank at the pump. “Hon, I hate to say it, but I think we’re lost.” You said uneasily.

Thor popped the cap back on the gas tank as he walked over to where you were looking over the map with a confused look on your face. “We can’t be too lost. All we have to do is figure which part of Indiana we’re in and get back on the main highway.” He gestured vaguely at the crinkled map and you got the idea that he wasn’t all that confident about your whereabouts as he wanted you to think.

“Indiana? I thought we were in Ohio.” You gave him a funny look before you both burst into a fit of giggles. That was the thing you loved most about Thor. He never took anything too seriously and there wasn’t a situation you couldn’t get through together so there was never any point in letting things get out of hand.

“Alright then,” He started when you both managed to regain your composure, “you head inside and replenish our snack supply while I try to figure out which state we’ve managed to lose ourselves in.”

“Sounds like a plan.” You conceded as you reached into the glove box for your wallet before pulling Thor down to your level to leave a kiss on his cheek. “I’ll be right back.”

Casually strolling through the lowly stocked aisles, you picked up Thor’s favorites along with your most loved road trip munchies. The pickings were slim, but you still managed to fill the rickety shopping basket with the necessities and then some. You were preoccupied with paying for your finds that you hadn’t noticed Thor was making some new friends outside. He was chatting amicably with two young ladies, who no doubt recognized the God of Thunder from the news, gesturing to the map wildly and then to you who had finished paying for your junk food.

“Y/N! I think I’ve managed to un-lose us.” Thor said excitedly as you unloaded your stuff in the car. “These nice girls have informed me that we are, indeed in Ohio and that the highway is just a few miles south, we just got a little off track.” He pointed to the girls in question and they waved at you politely, obviously unable to believe their luck.

“Really? That’s awesome, thank you so much for your help.” You gushed, tucking your food away so you could properly thank your guides. “You have to let us repay you somehow.”

“Actually, we were hoping we could get a picture?” One of the girls asked sheepishly, holding up her phone for emphasis.

“Of course, it’s the least we could do.” You replied earnestly as you took the phone from her hands and opened the camera app. “Right, babe?”

“Absolutely!” Thor said as he positioned himself in between the girls with his classic dorky grin and flashed a peace sign. You snapped a few shots of the three of them before you returned the phone to its owner. “I’m sure we all look great and thank you, once more for your help. We are indebted to you and your companion.” Thor took the hand of the girl who owned the phone and planted a soft kiss on top of it before doing the same to her friend. They immediately became flustered and quickly headed back to their car, allowing you to continue on your journey.

“You’re such a flirt.” You teased as you pulled Thor in for a chaste kiss. He let you go when you pulled away and gave your ass a little pinch when you turned to get into the car. “Well I’m not above using my godly wiles to get what I need.”

“Oh don’t I know it.” You said with a flirtatious wink. “Now if you’re done whoring yourself out, we have a road trip to get back to.”

Once you were both buckled in, you threw on your sunglasses and busted out a can of Pringles as Thor pulled out of the gas station. The sun was still high in the sky and you had a long way to go before you reached the next roadside attraction, but you both managed to pass the time without getting too bored. It also helped that you two could just ride in silence when there was nothing to say without it feeling awkward or uncomfortable.

Thor insisted on driving the entire time, citing his godly ability to remain sharp and ability to go longer without sleep. You appreciated the fact that he took up the responsibility so you committed yourself to being the best co-pilot you could possibly be. To you, this meant providing endless amounts of snack, always having water on hand to keep him adequately hydrated, and making sure an awesome mix was playing at all times. Your final duty was the most important, however, and you tried to only perform it when absolutely necessary so the novelty wouldn’t wear off: Blow jobs on the open road.

The sun was beginning to set on the horizon and you could tell morale was getting low. Thor wouldn’t say it, but driving wasn’t the most exciting thing in the world to him and you really wanted to show him how much you appreciate him. You saw your opportunity as less cars filled the road and more stars appeared in the sky. He had his arm around you so you had perfect access to his lower body. You pressed into his side a little more and nuzzled into his neck, leaving a trail of kisses.

Thor leaned into your touch as a low groan grumbled from within his chest. You left a few more kisses before your hand began to slowly make its way down his chest and into his lap. His legs tensed just a bit at your touch when you found his hardening bulge and massaged it through his jeans.

“Y/N, what do you think you’re doing?” He asked cautiously when you began to undo the button and zipper.

“Shh, just focus on the road, baby.” You hushed him innocently as you freed his now throbbing member from the restrictive material of his jeans and used the pre cum that was already leaking from his tip to work your hand up and down his length.

Once you had sufficiently jerked him off, you dragged your tongue up the length of his cock making sure it was sufficiently wet. Then you lowered your lips onto him before taking him in all the way, nearly unhinging your jaw in the process. To say he was well endowed was an understatement, but that never stopped you.

Thor let out a strangled groan at the feel of your wet mouth on his hard cock and released some of the tension from earlier. You gagged as you took him deeper into your mouth and hit the back of your throat. Once you found a comfortable position, you began moving your mouth up and down. Soon enough, the sloppy, wet sound of you going down on your boyfriend drowned out whatever was playing on the stereo. Your jaw was getting sore and you weren’t doing your neck any favors either, but you were determined to get him to finish.

With one hand on the wheel, Thor reached down with the other to grab a fistful of your hair to push you down as deep as you could go and bucked his hips up in an effort to help you reach a new depth. You swallowed around him when he pushed you back down to his base and he let out your name in a guttural moan that was music to your ears. Your eyes began to water and your gags became less controlled and Thor loved every moment of it.

“Fuck, Y/N, don’t stop-!” He sputtered between gasps. It’s hard to respond when you have a dick in your mouth, so you murmured something you hoped would convey to him that you would not stop until he was ready. The vibrations only added to the onslaught of pleasure he was feeling and you could feel his impending release.

“I’m-gonna come-!” He said between strangled moans that only served to spur you on. “Don’t stop!”

You jerked him off with both hands in tune with what your mouth was doing to speed up his orgasm with the varying pressures. Within moments of doing so, you felt his body spasm beneath you as he came in your mouth. He filled your throat with his release and you swallowed it down, ignoring the slightly bitter taste of it. You gagged once more as you worked him through his orgasm and finally removed your head from his lap.

“That was just incredible, Y/N.” Thor said, a little breathlessly while you cleaned yourself up as best you could.

“Stop it, you’re gonna make me blush.” You joked, but you were also beaming with pride as he adjusted himself back into his jeans. Once you were settled back into your seat, he reached an arm over your shoulders and pulled you back up into his side.

“I’ll be sure to return the favor at our next pit stop.” He said in a low voice that sent shivers up your spine. That man never went back on his word and suddenly, you couldn’t wait to be off the road again.

He pressed a loving kiss to the crown of your head and you sighed in content, enjoying just being where you were. The lights from passing cars lit up Thor’s face briefly and you took a moment to admire the man you loved so much. Your jaw ached, your wrists were sore, but your heart was more full than ever.

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[writings-of-a-hufflepuff]

“Can you read to me so that I can fall asleep?” – Thor

Prompt: “Can you read to me so that I can fall asleep?”

Character: Thor

Notes: Dear @alloftheimaginesblog, there is nothing more painful that seeing that this has been in my inbox for 8 months. But we’re back and we’re trying and I hope you like it, buddy x

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Asgard is big and it is new and you can’t fall asleep. It doesn’t matter that the beds are plush and comfortable, that the rooms look beautiful, or the lighting seems perfect. It doesn’t matter that you’ve eaten well, that you’re tired. It is somewhere new and you know that without something familiar, someone familiar, you will struggle. It is how you find yourself wandering across the corridor, bare feet padding against the stone ground in search of Thor. He is your only familiar thing in Asgard, the only person that makes you feel comfortable.

You knock lightly, part of you doesn’t want to disturb him and hope that if he can hear it is simply because he is already awake. Although, you know that Thor sleeps lightly and that he often picks up on sounds that you, a simple human, do not. 

“Y/N? Why are you not asleep? Is something wrong?” He is instantly worried, eyes scanning the corridor, ears straining, as if waiting to hear the sound of fighting or something wrong. But nothing.

“I...I couldn’t sleep. I was wondering...” You almost stop yourself from asking, but the imploring, curious look you receive, one that lacks judgement, encourages you to ask. “Can you read to me so that I can fall asleep?”

Thor’s eyes soften and his smile lifts the corners of his mouth, “Of course.”

You are followed to your room, where he waits patiently for you to get comfortable in your bed, before selecting a book from a nearby shelf. It’s nothing interesting, but you’re not after a story, you just want the familiarity, the comfort of having someone there...just enough for you to fall asleep.

Thor is your friend, and he reminds you that you’re not alone here. His voice lulls you into a sense of security, your eyes dropping rapidly and before he is even through the first chapter you are asleep. He places the book besides your bed and smiles softly with the shake of his head before leaving quietly. It is nice to be needed by your friends, it is even nicer to be able to help them.

[bionic-buckyb]

When It Rains: Part 7

A Thor x Reader / Soulmate Series

Master List

⚡ You’ve been dreaming of the same voice, the same man, for as long as you can remember. You never thought that he could be real, let alone that he was the God of Thunder, your soulmate, and the key to unlocking a mysterious power within you; a power that could be used to save Thor’s homeland of Asgard, or, in the wrong hands, to destroy it.

A/N: Heyyyyy, this hasn’t taken 5 months or anything, but I’m back. I hope you guys like this part. I’ve been writing it for a while. I’m a little rusty, so please be gentle. Let me know what you think. ♥

Word Count: 1,571

Other Characters: Bruce Banner, a surprise at the end ;) 

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Pregnant. A baby. An actual demigod.

That’s what was growing inside of you right now; half you, and half the god of thunder; two equal parts of normal and ethereal.

You were terrified, and rightly so, but there was also a part of you that was extremely excited. So many unanswered questions swam through your mind. Would the child carry more of Thor’s traits than yours? Was it a boy or a girl? Would the child have powers similar to their fathers? How much danger would this child be in at all times, and how would your pregnancy differ from other normal pregnancies? How would you keep your baby safe?

A knock on your open bedroom door made you jump out of your thoughts.

“Sorry to startle you!” the voice squeaked, soft but raspy. A woman was standing in the doorway that you’d never seen before. Her palms were outstretched in defense. “Bruce sent me up to get you. I’m Natasha Romanoff.” This time her hand was out for you to shake. “But you can call me Nat.”

You reached and took her hand, shaking it once or twice before dropping it. She was stunning, with auburn hair that hung in loose curls around her shoulders. Her eyes were astonishingly green, like sparkling emeralds.

“Hi, Nat,” you said with a smile, getting up from your chair. It had only been a few weeks since you’d found out that you were pregnant, but you were already beginning to show. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” she replied, with a smile to match your own. Her eyes moved to the lump under your shirt. “Wow, you got a belly goin’ on there, huh?”

“Yeah…” you sighed, rubbing your bump. “I wasn’t expecting this to go like a normal pregnancy, but this little seed just keeps growing. I’m afraid there won’t be any room left.”

“Well, you’re in the best hands possible here, trust me. Come on,” Nat said, grabbing your hand as if you were old friends. “Bruce is waiting.”

She led you out of the room, navigating expertly around the tower, and down the long, spiral staircase to Bruce’s lab. Here, he’d acquired all the equipment he’d need to help you along with your pregnancy. After speaking with Thor, Tony, and Bruce, you all decided it was the best and safest idea to monitor you from Stark Tower. No one, not even Thor, had ever dealt with the birth of a demigod before. If you went to an actual obstetrician, it might raise a few eyebrows, considering you were carrying a god’s child. Also, the prospect of Loki meaning to harm or kidnap you, or your unborn child, was still an issue.

When you finally reached the door of Bruce’s lab, Nat pushed it open and rushed you inside. Bruce was waiting with a smile. He embraced you to him, giving you a slight squeeze.

“I’ll leave you to it,” Nat said, making her way back through the door. She smiled, her teeth as white as snow. “It was nice to meet you. I’ll see you around.”

And she was gone, slipping away in the darkness of the hallway with scary precision. You stared at the door for a millisecond, before turning towards the reason you were here.

“Hi, Bruce,” you said, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning,” he replied shyly. He had excitement written all over his face; his eyes positively twinkling with it. “I have a surprise for you.”

“What is it?” you asked, sitting down in the chair that Bruce patted with his hand for you to occupy.

“Equipment!” he cried, clapping his hands together. “Actual real obstetrician equipment. We can monitor the progress of your baby now. In real time!”

His eyes lit up as he gestured to the shiny, stainless steel monitors and machines that buzzed and whirred around you.

“Bruce! This is amazing! How did you get all this?”

“Tony! Of course. When I told him what was going on, he didn’t even hesitate. He’s away, but he wanted me to tell you that we’re all here for you. And Thor. We want to help. This is Tony’s way of helping.”

“He’s done enough by letting me stay here. Thank him for me when you speak to him, but I’d like to thank him in person.”

“I’m sure you’ll get the chance,” Bruce said with a soft smile. “Now, shall we get started?”

You lifted up your shirt and laid back, as Bruce fixed the chair. His eyes grew wide as he saw your ever growing bump.

“Wow,” he whispered, his eyes widening.

You chuckled under your breath.

“Yeah,” you sighed. “Tell me about it.”

“I’m not a… doctor in that right but, I don’t think you shouldn’t be, um…” he stopped, not wanting to offend you.

“This humongous?” you replied, rubbing your belly. It was true. It had only been several weeks and you couldn’t even see your feet. “This baby is growing much faster than any normal baby, that’s for sure. I swear I felt it kick me in the ribs this morning.”

“Are you experiencing any sickness? Any pain?”

“No, just a bit of nausea here and there, but nothing serious. I’m eating like a house though,” you said, suddenly feeling your stomach rumble. “I could eat a whole pizza by myself, I swear.”

“Banner!” a low, soothing voice called from the staircase, as Thor made his way down. “I came as soon as you called.” He had a smile on his face as bright as the sun when he saw you, stomach out. “What is all of this?” Thor asked excitedly.

“We’re going to look at our baby,” you beamed, reaching out for his hand. He took it, wrapping his fingers into yours. Your hands always felt so small in his own. You suddenly imagined how small your baby would look, wrapped up in his giant arms. “Bruce and Tony got us an ultrasound machine.”

“It’s 3D,” Bruce chimed in, grinning like a madman. He was so pleased with himself.

“I’m not sure what all of that means,” Thor said. “But let’s see that beautiful baby boy!”

“What makes you think it’s a boy?” you asked, raising your eyebrow.

“Let’s just say… I have a hunch,” he replied, leaning down to place his hand over your stomach, before leaving a soft kiss on your forehead. “But whatever it is, it is part of you, and I will love them with everything I have.”

“Okay,” Bruce said, snapping rubber gloves onto his hands. “Thor, could you please put this stuff on her stomach?”

“What is this?”

“It’s going to help us see the baby better.”

Thor squirted the gel onto your stomach and it was cold. You yelped and he chuckled, before clucking you quiet. Bruce placed the device to your stomach and began moving it around. The monitor across from him lit up with activity. You watched as his eyes widened.

“Wow…” he breathed, as he moved the device along your stomach.

“What is it?” you asked, doing your best not to fidget on the table. Thor squeezed your hand to make you sit still.

“I think I know why you’re um, bigger than normal.”

“Because she houses the child of the God of Thunder, that’s why,” Thor quipped, winking at you.

“Thor, aren’t you also the God of Fertility?” Bruce asked, his eyes glancing from him back to the monitor again.

“I am,” he replied with a nod. “But why do you ask?”

Bruce turned the monitor towards the both of you. There, you could see two perfect beings, like ying and yang, entwined around each other. Like peas in a pod. You could see the outlines of their faces, due to the 3D technology, and one of them clearly had Thor’s nose. The other was sucking their thumb. 

“Well... because you’re not just having one. You’re having two.”

You stared at the monitor for what felt like an eternity. No one spoke. Thor’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water.

“T-twins?” you finally stammered. “Can we see what they ---”

“One boy,” Bruce said before you could finish your question, moving closer to the screen to be sure. “And one girl.”

Your heart hammered in your chest. You were housing not one, but two demigods. The sudden panic of birthing two babies overwhelmed you. You felt your eyes begin to roll in the back of your head, heard the sound of Thor’s pleas for you to open your eyes, to stay with him, as you passed out on the table. 

Your field of view was black for a moment, before a vision washed over you. You were standing in what felt like a century old library, a large, stone staircase in the center of it. There was a new man you’d never seen before, pouring over a dusty book. He looked up from what he was reading as he realized something, as if an epiphany came over him, or as if he felt something. The mysterious man looked around, his eyes darting to each dark corner of the room, to be sure they were empty. The man walked to the middle of the room, his cloak billowing behind him. He was standing so close to you, but he couldn’t see you.

“I can feel you,” he said to the air, and you knew he was speaking directly to you. “I can feel your electric energy. If you can hear me, please, you need to know.”

You wanted to scream, but nothing came out. You knew he was speaking directly to you.

“My name is Dr Stephen Strange,” the man said, outstretching his hands. “Loki of Asgard has entered Earth’s atmosphere, and he means to find you.”

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