Warnings: smut, oral sex (female receiving), minor electrostimulation, breeding, semi public sex
Summary: In accordance with the peace treaties with Asgard, the reader takes part in an ancient ritual with Thor
A/N: In Norse mythology, Thor is the god of fertility as well as thunder and lightning. Armed with this information- and thanks to the *ahem* encouragement of @lipstickandwhiskey and @vintagevalentinexx– this fic was born.
Outside the flimsy walls of the tent, the sounds of revelry could be heard everywhere. Laughter and singing filled the warm night air, the bright light of bonfires casting deep shadows where lovers snuck away for illicit trysts. The heady aroma of wine perfumed the slight breeze, the raucous voices of revelers deep in their cups growing louder as the night wore on. The intoxicating mood was infectious, your belly fluttering with restless energy.
Warnings: smut, oral sex (female receiving), alcohol, semi-public sex
Summary: There’s nothing Thor craves more than the taste of the reader.
A/N: written for @thorsthot 2.5k Writing Challenge. My prompt was #42 ‘The food looks great, but, there’s something much more delicious I’d like to eat right now.’
Grinning around your beer bottle, surrounded by your teammates, life didn’t get much better than this. Laughter and booze flowed freely; it was hard to believe that just a few days ago, you’d all been fighting for your lives. The mission had been a tense one, but all of you made it out alive and relatively unharmed, prompting Tony to throw a small party to celebrate. Joking around with your friends- your surrogate family- felt pretty damn great.
– Lazy. 100% of the time. He would so much rather stay in bed, big arms wrapped around you tightly, your head cradled in his neck, than do anything else
– He’d basically just a really big lap dog at this point
– Including bulging muscles and the sparkly fingers, of course
– Before it was destroyed, Thor knew you were the one because you could lift Mjolnir
– Him running his hands through your hair because he misses his own long hair
– Who needs blankets when you have a literal human furnace?
– You’re always touching each other
– If it’s cold, you lay on top of him, arms around his neck, head under his jaw, one of his hands in your hair, the other softly petting your back
– He laughs a little because you look so small compared to him
– If it’s hot, hell, you’re not getting away from him for anything, so all you do is lay your head on his chest and hold hands
– Lots of kisses to your head
– If he wants to kiss your lips, he has to pick you up a little bit
– If you’re hanging with the Avengers, he’d be quiet and watching you, not uncomfortably, just looking at you with love and adoration
– Y’all don’t even try to hide your relationship mostly because he can’t keep his hands off you in the first place
– Thor tries to hide it from Loki because he feels like Loki wouldn’t approve
– Loki knows, he’s the king of lies anyways, he sees right through Thor
– Loki’s supportive and a d o r e s you, treats you like a sister and a good friend
– You bring out the soft, dorky side of Thor, mostly if you’re on dates that the rest of the Avengers are going with you on
– Dates aren’t really a thing because he shows his love by holding your hand and kissing you
– Piggyback rides. Constantly
– “Love, I’m tired.”
“Okay.” *he proceeds to lift you into his back*
– When you’re on his back, you give kisses to his neck and it’s such a turn on for him oops
– If you’re in a bad mood in public, he just comes up behind you, holds your hands, and hugs you like that
– Having to basically kick him off of you if you have to go somewhere in the mornings, he’s always clingy
– “Mmph, Thor, honey, you know how much I would love to stay-“
“Then stay.”
“… but I have a meeting with the Avengers, and they’ll beat my ass if I’m not there.”
“Mm-hmm, as if they’d beat your ass, I’m the god of thunder, and you’re my girlfriend, I don’t think they’re that stupid” *pulls you back so that he’s spooning you & drapes a leg across you* “5 more minutes?”
“5 more. That’s it, promise?”
“Sure..”
– His favorite thing is probably when you’re laying on his chest and run your hands over his muscles and veins. Don’t know why, it’s just kind of an endearing gesture that he loves
– Your favorite thing is literally everything he does
– Long makeout sessions on days when everyone else is out on a mission
– Just like, straddling him and kissing him for hours on end
– On rainy days, he realizes that you have a small fear of lightning
– He kinda teases you for it, but helps you get over it
– His big ol’ hands holding your face when y’all kiss, thumbs tracing over your cheekbones
– He tells you he loves you when he thinks you’re asleep, but one time you weren’t asleep
– “Goodnight, my queen, I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“I THOUGHT YOU WERE ASLEEP! YOU WERENT SUPPOSED TO HEAR THAT! Also, uh, impossible, I love you more than you’ll ever know.”
Not for the first time, you found yourself questioning whether you worked with the world’s finest agents, soldiers, and spies or a gang of overgrown children with tempers and egos to match. Watching as Stark and Strange traded quips yet again over the latest assignment, you rolled your eyes when Steve joined in to add his two cents.
Lurking behind one of the massive pillars decorating the throne room, you carefully calculated the angle of attack. Shielded from view, the various advisers and councilors surrounding the newly crowned king unknowingly provided an excellent cover. Unfortunately, they also blocked your line of sight; were you to throw a dagger at the king now, it would only end up buried in one of their backs.
A/N: so just for smuts sake, and I still think I don’t write Thor all that great…but still leave me comments…I can take it.
*****
The hotel bar had not been your usual kinda place to stop, but you needed a drink. You needed to forget, to distract yourself, to…something. You needed something and nothing felt right.
The hotel you had chosen was more than pricey, but then again life was short and you needed it. Checking in had felt right. You were chasing that feeling. You needed that feeling, you needed right.
Looking out the hotel bars large windows you were glad you hadn’t hesitated, the skies had become dark and ominous looking, thunder rumbled in the distance and lighting arched here and there.
Warnings: smut, oral sex (female receiving), minor electrostimulation, breeding, semi public sex
Summary: In accordance with the peace treaties with Asgard, the reader takes part in an ancient ritual with Thor
A/N: In Norse mythology, Thor is the god of fertility as well as thunder and lightning. Armed with this information- and thanks to the *ahem* encouragement of @lipstickandwhiskey and @vintagevalentinexx– this fic was born.
Outside the flimsy walls of the tent, the sounds of revelry could be heard everywhere. Laughter and singing filled the warm night air, the bright light of bonfires casting deep shadows where lovers snuck away for illicit trysts. The heady aroma of wine perfumed the slight breeze, the raucous voices of revelers deep in their cups growing louder as the night wore on. The intoxicating mood was infectious, your belly fluttering with restless energy.
Summary: Even the King of Asgard answers to someone.
Pairings: Thor x Reader
Type: One Shot
Warnings: fighting couple, smut, swearing
Word Count: 2,964
A/N: I think Thor would have trouble balancing ruling the kingdom and being a good husband at first. Oftentimes the kingdom would come first and it would be hard as his wife. But nevertheless his wife would be the ruler of their household and he would worship her.
“It’s late, my lady. Perhaps you should retire to your room for the night.”
One of your ladies in waiting had entered the room where you had been waiting to have dinner with your husband. The food had gone cold and the sun had set hours ago. The guards in the palace had switched to their night shifts and your ladies were anxious to end the day.
You took a sip of the crimson red wine you had been nursing the last few hours and looked out over the terrace into one of the palace courtyards. He was late, again. But not just late. You knew that he wouldn’t be coming.
With a frustrated huff you turned towards the dinner table. You couldn’t stand the looks of pity you received from your ladies as they cleaned up the room. This was the 6th dinner in a row Thor had missed, not including the dozens of other meals that were not intended to be special, but he was absent from all the same.
During the first year of your marriage to Thor you had spent a lot of time at home on Earth and Thor would come to visit you about once a month. But you had promised Thor to spend the long season in Asgard this year, in hopes to spend more time together. But in fact, you’ve actually spent even less quality time together since. You knew he was busy, you knew he had a duty to the kingdom, but you couldn’t help but feel like you had been pushed off to the side. Forgotten and alone.
“Thank you, Hedda. You and the others finish up here and I’ll make my way to my chambers.” You said through gritted teeth.
“Are you sure my lady? I can accompany you if-”
“No Hedda, thank you. I’ll be fine on my own.”
You finished your cup of wine and slammed the glass down on the table before leaving the room. As you walked down the echoing corridor of the palace your frustration grew. You knew exactly where he was.
Summary:Reader lives for lazy Sunday mornings in bed and Thor lives for lazy Reader in bed on Sunday mornings 😉
Pairings: Thors x Reader
Type: One Shot
Warnings: Swearing, NSFW, rough sex, fluff,
Word Count: 2070 (I am incapable of writing “blurbs”)
A/N: Omg, ok. So this is my first ever fanfic. I’ve been dancing around the idea for a while now and I finally decided to do it! I’m not sure if anyone will read it but if you do and you happen to like it, please let me know! I chose Thor because he is my OG MCU crush and fuelled quite a few bad decisions in my college years. Also, the Thor featured in this one-shot is a mix of pre & post Ragnarok.
You roused from a deep sleep with the sun drenched over your body as you lay on
your stomach, face buried in the pillows, your sheets kicked to the end of the
bed. The huge widows of the compound always allowed the sun to cover your
bedroom with morning light. Usually, you were up and working with the agents by
now – but today was Sunday, which means you got to enjoy it as long as you
pleased.
You stretched your arms out, basking in the light and reached out to the empty
space on the other side of the bed. You turned your head towards it and
furrowed your brow.
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Thor
One Shots:
·A Good Morning Reader lives for lazy Sunday mornings in bed and Thor lives for lazy Reader in bed on Sunday mornings.
·The Gift Reader is elated when Thor returns to Earth after a 2 year hiatus. She’s determined to finally confess her feelings at his homecoming party but is met with disappointment when he brushes her off. Or does he?
· Kneel Even the King of Asgard answers to someone.
It’s rut season at the compound. Omega Reader plans to ride it out alone, locked in her room away from any unwanted Alphas. But she finds that to be a lot easier said than done when the team’s strongest Alpha pays a visit.
· Beyond (Coming Soon) Reader’s world is flipped upside down when a mission gone wrong reveals a dark secret about herself and her family. She embarks on a strange journey beyond anything she’s ever known to discover the truth.
New York’s most famous genius, billionaire, playboy philanthropist asks to take Reader out for drinks. She accepts, throwing her inhibitions to the wind.
Mayerine 