Thor, bed sharing au with quote 28 please? Thank you 🙏
Thor Odinson + Bedsharing + “There’s one bed. Oh, what could go wrong?”
“You mean to tell me that you are a billionaire with a multi billion company with anything at your disposable and you didn’t get enough rooms for our mission?” You yelled at Tony over the phone standing in the middle of the hotel waiting room, Thor standing bashfully besides you, right after the attendant informed you and your mission partner that you would in fact be sharing a room for the next week.
You hung up on Tony, not even giving him the chance to respond before grumbling under your breath “and with my luck there’s gonna be one bed.”
The attendant glanced at the screen of her computer before fear flashed in her eyes. “Um ma'am, that room actually does only have one…”
“Oh my goodness!” You raised your arms in frustration, “There’s one bed Thor! Oh, what could go wrong?!’
He just looked down at your, fearful of what you were gonna do.
Once you both got to the room, and ready for bed, you both looked down guilty at the small queen sized bed. Glancing up at Thor and his massive body you mentally said fuck it. Whatever happens, happens. Plus, this will check something off your bucket list. Cuddle with one extremely adorable Asgardian god.
This is my Secret Santa submission for @sidehowriting I really hope you like it and that you had a great Christmas and a brilliant New Year!
Summary: Old magic and wildflowers. Her scent branded on him from years past. Thor cannot turn her away when his witch appears to him again…
Warnings: Smut (18 and over, please and fucking thank you) angst… *cough* character death *cough cough*
Word Count: 2515
A/N: This takes place not long after The Avengers and leads into Thor: The Dark World. It’s vaguely AU ish, if only because there is no mention of Jane Foster (no offence to her character, I love Jane… I just needed her not to be there for Plot Reasons™)
As ever, any reblog and/or comments are held dearly to my heart and are always responded to! :D
so I really want to find one specific fanfic and I forget what it called so I dunno what else to do than ask you guys,
it’s loki-centric and it isn’t shippy, it starts out after infinity war and explains how he came back from death, later I think that he and thor are staying in hotel for a bit and thor just can’t stop drinking and loki ends up just packing his stuff and leaving. he goes to… Norway, I think? and gets himself a cottage. blah blah some shit happens and he develops an eating disorder not because he’s insecure but because he was so depressed that he refused to eat until it became a huge problem. someone finds him and gets him back to thor in new asgard. more shit happens and he actually joins the avengers into going back in time.
Warnings: There’s mild homophobia from a secondary character, and implied repercussions by that same character. Really he’s just old and set in his ways.
The Lonely Man
On Saturday Jess ran the emergency dental clinic until two
o’clock when Sadie came in to replace her.
She made it to David’s a little after three, taking a detour along the
costal road by Ocean Beach Park. The
previous night had really stuck in her head, like the spark of connection with
another equally tortured soul. It was
absurd and she knew it, but she found herself driving passes around the block
anyway, searching. It was a futile
William Sr. was full of smiles when he answered the door.
“There she is!” He
beamed brightly. “My favourite
girl.” His hug was firm and sincere.
“Ahh, Bill,” Jess chuckled, “not so loud or Daisy will get
He winked at her with a cheeky grin and waved a hand at her
as if to say ‘nonsense’.
“How’re you keeping?
I hear you’re still looking after my David. He really loves your company, you know. You keep him sane, and me, if truth be told. He’d be in the house every night moping
around getting under my feet if he didn’t meet you almost every evening. And you know I appreciate you helping out
with the dog an all.” Bill didn’t wait
for a reply but pottered eagerly into the kitchen. “Coffee, tea?”
“Coffee, please.” She’d
need it after the horrific night sleep she got the night before. “I’m doing ok, thanks for asking. David an I really keep each other sane. He keeps me occupied so I don’t think about
things too much.”
Bill’s eyes darkened as if a shadow had passes over his face
momentarily. Jess knew it was still hard
for him. It was hard for them all.
“He tells me you’re still enjoying your Sunday night meet.”
Summary: Storm clouds gather on your horizon, and you know love and loss for the first time.
Warnings: Some fluff, some allusions to sexy times, some angst…
Word Count: 1332
A/N: Firstly, that summary is pretentious af and I apologise LOL ;D Secondly, this takes place leading up to IW but it’s all very vague, but hopefully it won’t spoil anything. Lastly, any and all comments/reblogs are welcomed and saved forever in my heart ;)
Request by @snuggleducky : would you consider a part 3 only because I want Thor to feel badddddd
Warnings: angsty, mentions of suicide, self hatred
A/N: damn I haven’t written for Thor in agessss but I was proud of the two other parts when I wrote them so I hope you guys like this one! It’s really short so sorry about that but I’m planning on focusing on some other fics.
Locking himself away, Thor refuses to acknowledge the outside universe. The universe is nothing now. You are nothing now. He can’t bring you back, as powerful as he may be, and so wallows in his mistake; his ignorance; his self hatred.
His actions were unforgivable; he will never recover from his despicable treatment of the woman he most loved. How could he be so dismissive of his true love? So untrustworthy? So unfaithful of your morals or reasoning?
There is half a universe outside in danger of extinction and yet he doesn’t care - his whole universe is already gone. What else can he do but punish himself of his ungodly crime? The only just self-inflicted punishment he can think of is to spend his days utterly guilt-ridden and emotionally exhausted.
Insomnia has hung on him for the past couple of nights. He physically cringes as his mind flicks through memories of you; your bright eyes, gleaming smile, beautiful voice; then turning to begging eyes, quivering lips and pleading voice. How could he have been so naive?
Thor wishes to avoid any mirrors or reflections of himself. He can’t look into his own eyes without wanting to smash the glass and slit his trembling wrists with the broken shards. He can’t face his own reflection and yet forces himself to go through this mourning alone.
The worst thought that dawns on him, regularly, is the knowledge of his final treating towards you. He was cold, violent, brutal towards an innocent, loving creature. How could he call himself a good man? A saviour? He is nothing of the sort.
And so he refuses to leave his room on the ship. Not answering to anyone. Not even the pleadings of his own soul to end it all…
So, this is sad. Really, really sad. I’m not going to say anything else becuase I don’t want to spoil anything. I’m sorry in advance!
Plot: the final battle had made a mess out of the God. Nightmares fill his mind, but you’re always there to make it better. Until one day, you aren’t
END GAME SPOILERS (kind of, I’ve changed a few things, you will see), MAJOR ANGST, blood, too much blood, serious injury, suicidal thoughts. This is not happy Thor, this is sad Thor; not like in other works, where everything is easy. No, here Thor is depressed and sad, and the war have really affected him. Please, make sure there are not tiggering things for you before reading.
Things I changed from the film: Thor is in his original form (not fat), he kills Thanos and Tony is alive.
Sometimes, Thor thought about
leaving. He had lived for more than a thousand years and he had always had a
purpose in life. To protect his people, but Asgard was destroyed and his people
dead. To kill his enemies, yet he had already killed Thanos. To fight against
his brother, who in that moment was dead in some part of the galaxy. Some
nights, the world seemed to drown him until he couldn’t breathe. He would wake
up in cold sweat and reach for Stormbreaker, ready to kill the invisible
demons that hunted him. Between the panic and the tears, he always managed to
look to his right. There, curled up between the sheets, you were sleeping
soundly. You slept like an angel, and most times not even the biggest explosion
could woke you up. Thor would move you so that he would fit between your arms, and
you would stroke his hair softly. Sometimes, Thor thought about leaving, but
then he remembered he had still a reason to live.
It happened like any other night. In
his nightmare, you were looking at him, happy and smiling. Your eyes were shining
and your lips were curled in a beautiful way, showing him your cute dimples
and your white pearly teeth. Thor had only time to cover your small body with his
before everything blew. The Avengers compound came crashing down on each one of
you. It could have been like any other night; he would open his eyes, look to
his right and find you.
That time, when he blinked and
looked to the right, you were there too. Everything was dark, as in the many
nights he had looked for comfort in your arms. Yet you didn’t have a peaceful
sleepy face. It was contoured in pain, a few tears welling in your eyes. Your
mouth was open and shaky breaths were leaving your busted lips.
Warnings: Angst, Mention of Injury and blood, Mention of suicidal thoughts (kind of)
Word Count: 3,070
Summary: The reader is minding her own business on her secluded property when Thor suddenly falls from the sky. He is hurt, and she takes care of him. This takes place after the snap but before Endgame, obvi. (Yeah I know it takes a lot to kill Thor. He took on a damn star and was barely dying in IW, but well I’m thinking he can get hurt especially if he’s being reckless.)
A/n: My prompt for Julie’s 1st Writing Challenge @jewels2876 I’d had an idea floating around in my head about Thor and decided to use this prompt to go along with it. I’m not 100% satisfied with the ending, but it is what it is.
Hero - a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.
You had always enjoyed your secluded cabin in the woods. It had been a weekend getaway before the snap happened. After the snap, it became home for the unforeseeable future. Things were insane after Thanos came to Earth and wiped out half of the population. You found you just didn’t want to be around all the sadness that was life these days, so yeah, you ran away. Were you happy? No, but you had your dogs, Daisy and Honey, and your cats, Sebastian and Tom, to keep you company. Your husband was long gone before the snap happened having left you a couple of years before, but your daughter had been taken from you. You were holding her in your arms reading her favorite story to her when she just turned to dust.
hot take: Thor is NOT responsible for the snappening and the Russo's need to stop saying he is. "You should've gone for the head", like Thor has always gone for the head, there are literally whole compilationo that prove this. Also, screw Peter Q, it's his fault!!!!
Okay, was going to kick this off differently, but you just sent the hottest take so…
We can say all we want about how if Thor had gone for the head the snap wouldn’t have happened. Yeah, cool. But let’s talk about Quill who, after devising a pretty genius plan despite his brain, completely upends it at the cusp of success for the SAME reasons he tried to prevent Drax from acting on in Knowhere. He was (albeit reluctantly) willing to kill Gamora anyway, so WHY not keep his head long enough to carry out the one thing she would have wanted and defeat Thanos?
Instead, you’re gonna put the blame on the back of the one who has lost his home and family and everything he could possibly lose. You know he’s going to shoulder that blame through the entirety of Endgame. We talk about Tony and Steve’s internal conflict all the time, but I think Thor’s will be pretty significant.
A/N: So I’m trash and entered another challenge even though I have 3 others (2 are like half way done and 1 I haven’t touched yet). But it just called to me and the story came so easily, I had to do it! So this is my entry for @writingcroissant 2k Writing Challenge! Its angst, which is apparently my favorite thing to write. The topic may be a bit controversial so keep that in mind while reading. I hope you enjoy!
Also, I have a tag list now so if you want to be added just let me know!
Prompt: I don’t want to have a baby!
Pairings: Thor x Reader
Summary: You don’t want to have children.
Word Count: 3.1k
Warnings: Pregnancy, mention of abortion, some swears, angst
A/N: Hey, guys! I’ve written a new fic, this one is for @wintersparker Angst Writing Challenge. And let me tell you, the struggle bus was real on this one. I literally went through 3 different scenes and like 4 rewrites before I settled on one I didn’t hate. But on the bright side I now have more half asssed material to one day write something else? Sure, let’s go with that. Anyway, here’s the story. Italics are flashbacks.
Prompt: Hey, babe.
Pairing: Thor x reader
Summary: You’re trying to get your daughter to sleep.
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Angst, IW spoilers, minor character death, pregnancy and babies
Your bare feet padded against the hardwood floors of your apartment. You headed towards your kitchen, seeing as the lights in that room were the only lights open in your home.
It was almost 3 am, and you had woken up to an empty bed. Your eyebrows furrowed, as you clearly remembered going to sleep next to Thor.
Reaching the kitchen, you saw him, pajamas and all, sitting on the counter. His eyes were blankly staring at the mug of coffee he clutched in his hands. Sighing to yourself, you walked towards him.
“Hey,” you said gently as not to frighten him. Thor looked up from his mug, letting out a small smile as he saw you standing in front of him.
“Hey,” he said back, setting the mug onto the counter next to him. He opened his arms, letting you fall into them and slot in between his legs. You placed your hands on his shoulders, as he placed his on the small of your back.
“What’s wrong?” you asked as you examined his face. He clearly wasn’t getting any sleep, the circles under his eyes indicated that. Sighing, he let his head fall onto your shoulder.
“I had a bad dream again,” he whispered so quietly that you almost missed it if he wasn’t so close to you. Your heart broke at the sound of his voice, laced with sadness and pain.
“Why didn’t you wake me up, love?” you asked. Running your fingers through his new short hair, you felt him slowly breathe in. He didn’t answer, and within a few moments, he was shaking. Sobs racked his body as his grip on you tightened.
You rubbed his back, whispering reassuring words into his ear as he continued to cry into your shoulder. You could feel tears prick your eyes, threatening to spill as you felt the man you love break down in your arms.
A few minutes passed, and his breathing began to even out. You slowly removed your arms from around him, leaning back to see his face. Taking his face into your hands, you looked into his sad eyes and still saw tears pooling.
You leaned forward, pressing your lips to the tracks left behind by his tears. He closed his eyes, letting you kiss his entire face. From his nose, his eyelids, his forehead and lastly, you placed a gentle kiss on his lips, feeling his bottom lip stop its quivering.
Once you pulled away, you looked into his eyes again. You saw the sadness, the pain, the guilt – they were all still there. But you could see love now as well, love for what was in front of him, love for who was still with him.
“I’m right here,” you reassured him, brushing your thumbs against his cheeks.
Closing his eyes again, he leaned his forehead against yours. Taking your hands from the side of his face and intertwining his fingers with yours, he whispered, “Thank you.”
a/n: sorry for the lack of dialogue, i thought it best for the mood of the whole thing. anyways, i hope you like it! remember, feedback always helps writers! -brie
Request: @oknstark said: yay! you take request xD sooo i maybe valkyrie escaped with korg, reader and half of the asgardians from thanos and they land in earth and reader is a wizard like strange so she opens a portal to wakanda and finds thor and they reunite and its angsty but fluffy and they comfort each other? ;-;
Pairing: Thor x Teleporter!reader
Word Count: 1,130 words
Warning: Angst. some fluff. Infinity War Spoilers! (the only warning i’m giving you guys)
Author’s Note: OK so this took me awhile to write (like hours actually, i get distracted so easily) I went ahead and went with the wizard thing but didn’t have it relate to Doctor Strange, it’s more of like she has the power to teleport wherever she wants with how ever many people. I hope you guys like it and if you’d like to send me requests i’ll be happy to take them :)
“This is the Asgardian refugee
vessel Statesman… We are under assault. I repeat, we are under assault.” said the
voice of an Asgardian. “Engines are
dead. Life support failing. Requesting aid from any vessel within range. Our
crew is made up of Asgardian families, we have very few soldiers here. This is
not a warcraft. I repeat, this is NOT a warcraft.” Then the signal went dead.
“Hurry get to the ships!” shouted Valkyrie.
You and Korg were guiding Asgardians to the available pods. It was chaotic.
Some Asgardians weren’t so lucky, as explosions had already taken their lives. After
the last couple of Asgardians entered the pod, Korg got in and waited for
Valkyrie and you to enter the pod.
“We can’t leave without Thor or
Banner!” You as the explosions died down and a shrill, menacing voice talked in
the background about how they were all now ‘Children of Thanos’.
Summary: You’ve been dating Thor for a awhile now and living in the Avengers tower. You are a S.H.I.E.L.D agent and have been on several mission with the avengers as well. One day after a mission, Stark decides to host a party to celebrate whatever it is he celebrates but your not feeling well, so you take a couple tests…
Pairing: Thor x Reader
Warning: Fluff (at least i think so) Slight angst (?)
Word Count: 421
Author’s note: Ok so this is my first ever fanfic for anything and i got inspried by @thorsthot to make a Thor x reader fic. I wanted to write something close to Mother’s day but it didn’t turn out how i thought, so i went with this. Im sorry if it is too short or it doesn’t line up it’s my first fic. I hope you like though!
You’ve always dreamed about having
little ones to call your own, but several years ago, the doctors told you that
you had Endometriosis. It had crushed you inside knowing that if you were ever
going to have kids, it was going to be a very slim chance of having them. Yet
here you are looking at multiple pregnancy tests that laid across the bathroom
counter all reading ‘positive’. It both excited you and terrified you. You knew
Thor would be excited, but the question now was how to tell him he was going to
be a father?
i’m feeling so down today would you mind doing a drabble or hc about thor’s reaction/ thoughts on his s/o losing the baby? i am certanly oversharing but i just lost my baby spontaneously and had to go through it alone so i’m trying to comfort myself and... yeah i just didn’t want you to thing i was being this morbid without reason (if you don’t feel comfortable doing it then that’s alright)
I hope it gets better for you! I’m really sorry and I know how rough losing a child can be. If you (or anyone else, for that matter) need someone to talk to (anon or off anon) I’m happy to talk :)
Thor would be torn honestly
Not as bad as you though
You both had looked forward to having your first child together
coming up with baby names
ideas for the babies room
and debates on whether they’d be a boy or girl
He tried to be strong for your sake
He hated seeing you feel so upset
he’d cater to your needs no matter how long he had to