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#Thor Odinson fanfiction
wint3r-h3art · 2 years
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Ride the Lightning | Thor x Reader
Summary: They say lightning never strike twice. Thor begs to differ.
Word count: 3.4K
Warnings: pure brain rotting smut with a little plot, size kink, oral sex (female receiving), face riding, couch sex, male ejaculation, creampied, shower sex. Mutual pinning if you squint. a bit shy/awkward reader (because w’re all a bit awkward talking to our crushes 🥲) 
MINORS DNI | 18+ ONLY
A/N: y’all know I’ve been wanting to read some filthy ass size kink fic. Well, if you want something bad enough, you gotta write it yourself. Here it is in its pure filth. No beta, so I’m sorry!! Feedback & reblog just mean a lot and greatly appreciated if you enjoyed this.
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*** do not copy, repost, rewrite, or translate my works !!
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You could feel him eyeing you across the room.
Another sip from your wine glass and you turn and pretend to listen to Sam and Bucky because God helped you, you can’t meet his eyes at all. You could feel the heat slowly blooming at your cheeks while your heart was practically hammering against your chest.
“Are you alright, Y/N?” Sam asked you when he noticed that you were acting awfully suspicious.
“Please, don’t mind me. Just enjoying my wine. Nothing out of the ordinary at all.” you flashed him a sheepish smile. 
Bucky tapped his shoulder and Sam turned in the direction and nodded in understanding. It was a known fact that you have had a crush on Thor for a while now, and almost everyone knows about it, well except that you didn’t know that everyone knew about it. 
“Aren’t you driving tonight? Perhaps you should slow down,” Sam said as he carefully took your glass from your hand. “Chugging that in one go won’t do you any good.”
“Please, Sam. I’m a big girl. I can just walk back to my apartment.”
“First of all, you are tiny! Second, not a chance.”
“I can drive her back,” Scott came out of nowhere and plopped himself back next to Bucky. The other man grimaced, clearly annoyed that he didn’t understand what Sam was trying to do here. 
“No,” Sam and Bucky said in unison, which Scott was taken aback by. 
“Well, geez guys. Thanks.”
“What they meant to say is that Thor should walk Y/N back to her apartment,” Bruce stepped in. 
“Why Thor and not me?” Scott was clearly offended, and it was so obvious that he was unaware of the situation as well. “What is so special about Thor?”
“What about me?” came Thor's deep baritone voice, standing there and towering practically over everyone.
“You should walk Y/N back to her apartment,” Sam said as a matter of factly.
“Agree,” Bucky concurred.
“Wait? Why him?” Scott asked, and Clint had to cover Scott's mouth with his hand before he leaned in and whispered something in his ears. Sam, Bucky, and Bruce all watched Scott’s face slowly morph into a knowing look. “Right. Ok, yeah, Thor! Be a gent and walk her home!”
“Ok,” he said suspiciously before downing the last of his drink, which barely gave him any buzz. “My lady?” He offered you a hand and you stared momentarily before you took it. All the guys were watching you with a knowing smile before you waved goodbye.
The walk was awkward to the point where you were no longer buzzing anymore. Thor was being Thor and was trying very hard to make small talk with you. Only for you to nod and smile because you still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that he was here with you.
Once you reached the apartment, you invited him inside out of politeness. 
“It’s a bit small, but y’know, it’s enough for me.”
“I think it’s a fitting space for you,” he commented as he seated himself easily on your sofa. You watched the way his mass frame took up the space, and it made you swallow hard, imaging yourself on his lap and just–
“I saw you were staring at me at the party earlier. Care to tell me why?”
The question took you by surprise because he sounded genuinely curious. 
“Uh….” 
“You’ve been avoiding me since I got back? Did I unknowingly offend you?”
“No. Not at all. I–it’s literally nothing, Thor. I promise. Wine?” you chirped as you tried to make an escape to your wine rack, only to find yourself being pulled back by a very strong arm. You didn’t realize a man his size could move so quickly and so quietly, but here you were being spun and landed right in his chest. 
Your heartbeat was practically drummed against your ears, almost deafening you as you stared up. He was so much larger and stronger. His scent filled your nostrils. He smelled so delicious that your mouth started to salivate.
“I know that kind of look, little dove, so either tell me or I’m forcing it out of you. And you know, I’m very good at the second one.” His eyes twinkled with a promise, and you had no doubt that he was capable of it.
You chewed on your lips and you watched the way his eyes seemed to darken like a stormy sky. 
“Don’t tease me,” you said helplessly, knowing that your admission might ruin whatever little relationship you have with him. “But I like you.”
“You do?” he asked with a genuine smile. You could see a hint of red dust on his cheeks, and suddenly you understood why you have a crush on him in the first place. The man was like a golden retriever. 
You nodded. “I don’t expect anything in return, so don't look at me weirdly…”
“Why would I ever look at a beautiful woman weirdly?”
Oh God, now he has done it. You could feel your breath leaving you. You forgot how charming he could be too. “You think I’m pretty?” you asked sheepishly. Your eyes suddenly couldn’t meet him.
“I think you are beautiful. Small, delicate, but capable. Every time I look at you, I just want to scoop you up in my arms and kiss you until I’m drunk.”
“Oh. Wow. Um,” you chuckled nervously. “You do?”
He nodded as he sat down on the sofa, his large hand was still holding you. “Yes. Like right now…” he said as he pulled you in until you were straddling him. “If you don’t want this, you can hop right off, and I shall return to the party. We can pretend like nothing ever happened.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I’m all yours, little dove.” 
You stared at him for a long moment before you leaned forward, your mouth covering his in a deep, hard kiss. His scent flooded your senses. 
He groaned when he could feel you sitting atop the hard ridge of his erection. It was obvious that he was as ready as you are. 
“Come here.” His voice was deep and husky, making your skin prick with goosebumps despite the warmness that radiated off of his body.
“Where?” you asked. Your voice was barely a whisper as you stared deep into his eyes, getting lost in them. If there ever was such a thing, his eyes were like fire in a bottomless ocean– the sort of passion trapped underneath a glacier that had frosted over millennia before, yet burned hotter than the sun. 
“My mouth. It would please me greatly if you let me lap up all that sweet, decadence honey of yours.”
You wanted to moan out loud by the way he finished off his sentences with a slight quirk at the corner of his mouth. You hastily bunched up your dress and Thor helped you remove your panties. You forced yourself up slowly before you knelt astride his head; one knee on the edge of the couch while the other on the armrest of the sofa, spreading yourself out wide, giving him a clear view of your glistening pussy.
His large, calloused hands slid up your thighs, and his breath fanned over your needy cunt, making you shudder slightly. Thor slowly squeezed your ass, causing you to whimper softly. 
And then he started to lick you in a long and deliberate lap. His hand was kneading the back of your thighs as he settled into a feast, gliding his tongue along your list before he pushed into the folds, dipping inside you in shallow penetrations.
You couldn’t help but clutched the back of the sofa as you tried very hard to hold onto whatever was left of your sanity. Your legs shook slightly, almost wavering by the weight of the profound pleasure. You found yourself rocking your hips into his mouth, relishing the way his beard grazed against your inner thighs.
He would concentrate on that one spot that made you strain and cry out before he returned to stroke across your slit back and forth. He kept on doing this until your legs began to shake. 
“Do not come,” he warned. His deep rumbling voice seemed to send a tremor right through your throbbing pussy as he gave your ass another squeeze. 
You whimpered at that. How could he demand such a thing from you when he was so good at this?!
“I want to be inside you when you come,” he said before he gave your pussy another long, tantalizing lick. His nose brushed against your clit, and it made your thighs twitch a little.
“Please hurry,” you whined before you removed yourself from his mouth. 
This earned a disapproving grunt from him.  
“So impatient,” he said before he hastily removed his pants. He was long and thick like you’ve always suspected. Dark blond hair dusted the hard plane of his stomach all the way down. His cock arched up to his stomach. The pink, fat tip of his cock was already glistening as beads of precum leaked out of the slit.  
He was big. Bigger than anyone you’ve been with, and it made your mouth salivate. You know he was going to fuck your brain out and rearrange your inside.
You swallowed hard as your palm slowly wrapped around him. Thor turned and looked at you with half-hooded eyes. 
“Look how tiny your hand is. You can barely wrap your hand around me,” he said, biting his lower lips. “How is your cunt going to fit me, huh?” he asked.
“We’ll find out,” you said as he slowly pumped his shaft up and down. Your eyes are still glued on him, watching the way he inhaled through his nose. Thor spread his muscular thighs apart, giving you more room. 
You hummed at the obvious invitation. Clearly, Thor wanted you to do as you please. He was willing to be used by you, and that just made your pussy throb even more. 
A low, animalistic growl rumbled in his chest as his palm slid down to your ass. You could feel the tip of his digits prodding at your entrance while the other was holding the base of his cock, slowly tapping the head against your cheek, urging you to open up.
You glared before your tongue darted out to lick the slit. His eyes gleamed as he grinned. A soft hiss slipped past your lips when he plunged his two fingers inside you.
“So tight for me, little dove. Are you sure you can fit me?” he asked again, but he didn’t let you answer. Instead, Thor grabbed the back of your head and shoved the fat tip right into your mouth. You could only answer with a muffled moan. “Your mouth can barely fit my cock. Come now, you can do better than this. Relax your jaw for me,” he mumbled as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you. 
Thor would praise you when you moaned into his dick. The vibration pleased him greatly that he had to stop himself from thinking about fucking your mouth. He needed to hold out because he wanted to fuck that sweet cunt of yours, so dripping and so warm. He could see himself staying there and burying himself till the morning came.
“Alright, little dove. Let's see if you can in fact fit me,” he mumbled before he gently pulled your mouth off of him. His eyes glimmered at the way your drool was dripping down your chin, and the way you wet his shaft so nicely. 
You moved to straddle him again while he lined the head of his cock near your entrance. With both hands on his broad shoulders, you slowly sank down onto him, taking him inches by inches. You winced at the way he stretched you out. It felt like you were swallowing fire, only for it to feel like a never-ending mix of pleasure and pain. 
Thor sucked in his breath. His hands were clutching the armrest for dear life as you swallowed him slowly. Every part of him felt like being choked and squeezed to the limit. He tried his hardest to not plunge into you then and there, splitting you open till he filled you up with his cum.
You could feel the way his muscles strained and corded at the effort of sitting still. He knew if he moved too soon, he would risk making you come too soon. 
You bit your lips as you continued to glide slowly up and down his long shaft. He filled you too full and too much that was hard to even think. Your brain is filled with nothing but the feel of being stuffed by his cock. His heat and his hardness took your breath away every time you sank all the way down until your ass hit his thighs; the head of his cock struck deep, and the sound that slipped from your lips was nothing you ever thought you were capable of: raw and needy.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, hands stroking your thighs as his back arched, pushing his muscular chest against yours. You mewled at the way your hard nipples brushed against his hard chest. His calloused hands were still on your ass, holding you and guiding you when your movement got too clumsy.
Occasionally, he would help lift you up when your thighs gave out, sheathing you all the way down before lifting you up again with little effort. 
“Shh, it’s ok,” he cooed when your thighs gave out entirely. Your body slumped forward, legs shaking. His rough fingers stroked your spine, murmuring sweet nothing. “I’ll give it to you. Let me take care of you, little dove.”
Thor lifted you up as he pushed his hips upward, stroking you with breathless thrust. His name slipped from your lips as you buried your face in his neck. Fire and pleasure licked your inside every time he hit that one spot again, making your breath hitched in your throat. 
He lowered you again before lifting you up, fucking you upward into your greedy hole. The squelching sounds filled the room along with your panting and mewling. His chest rose and fell against your breasts, eliciting a new kind of pleasure.
“How’s that feel?” he panted as he held your hips in place. He could feel you close to falling apart in his arms as he began thrusting with determination. He was relentless, withdrawing himself all the way out before plunging balls deep inside you.
“So good, baby. So fucking good,” you sobbed. You tried very hard to hold on to his shoulders–just something to brace yourself for the slap of his hips against yours. He felt too good and you were more than ready to be ripped apart by your orgasms and Thor could feel it too.
“Come for me, sweet dove,” he spoke through his gritted teeth as he brutally thrust into you as he wrapped an arm around your waist, and pulled you flushed against his body. “Let me feel you squeeze my cock.”
You came with a loud shout. Your body spasmed as rapture ripped through you with a white-hot release. The rippling wave of your orgasms washed over you. Your pussy was practically squeezing his thick cock, milking him till he couldn’t help but moan.
Thor was still fucking you, using you so he could reach his own release too. He easily flipped you over. His large body covered yours while he drove his hips in and out of you with vigor. Each thrust sent your body forward while you laid there, too paralyzed from the afterglow of your orgasms. 
Thor hauled your legs upward, hands pulling you back to meet his thrust. He was so impossibly deep that every time he pulled back, no noise came out of you.
 His lips pulled back into a snarl. His nostrils flared, and fingers dug into your skin as his release exploded, filling you up with nothing but his sticky, white cum. His body strained above you as he crushed you to his chest. If you weren’t too cock drunk already, you could have sworn you heard a crack of thunder outside.
You didn’t know how long both of you stayed there. The soft panting and heavy breathing filled the silence as the rain began to slowly pour outside. Perspiration dampened his forehead. His golden lock stuck to his neck and he pulled back to look at you. Adoration filled his gaze as his lips moved to brush against your cheeks. 
You were still warm and feverish from one hell of orgasm he just gave you. “I’m scared if you pull out now,” you mumbled, nuzzling his neck. You could feel his dick soften inside you.
Thor chuckled. “Why so?”
“Well, you did come inside me…and like you came a lot, Thor.”
“And?”
“This couch is very expensive…if you pull out now, your cum will get everywhere. Like everywhere.”
Thor chuckled. “You are so strange, little dove. Fine, if that’s worrying you, we shall go wash up.”
You barely have time to ask him when he easily picks you up, his dick still inside you while he easily walks to your bathroom. His larger form dwarfed everything inside your apartment. 
With one arm still wrapped around you, Thor turned on the shower. You moaned at the way the hot water felt against your skin. Slowly, he set you down and the moment he pulled out, you winced at the way his cum was dripping down your inner thighs. You shuddered slightly.
“Holy shit, Thor,” you mumbled as you looked up, he only flashed you a charming smile. His large hand was on the nape of your neck before he leaned in and kissed you. He was so soft and so gentle, a duality from earlier love-making sessions. 
You could feel his cock slowly getting hard again, and your palm mindless found him once more. 
“You’re going to kill me with your appetite,” you mumbled as he stroked him. Thor rested his chin on your head. You could feel his heart hammering in his chest as his cock slowly came to life once again.
“Killing you is the last thing on my mind,” he murmured before he picked you up and wrapped your legs around his taut waist. Thor pressed your back against the shower wall as he slowly ground his hips against your aching cunt. Every part of you came alive as fire flowed in your veins. 
Once again, you found your pussy throbbing and pulsating when he just filled you up not too long ago. The hot water didn’t help either when all you wanted was to be fucked hard and rough.
You and Thor moaned in unison when he entered you swiftly, thrusting inside you with intent. He wasn’t being careful anymore as he crushed you against his large body. You were groaning with desperation as your arms wrapped around his neck. Incoherent moaning filled the bathroom as hot water splashed against his back. It wasn’t long till Thor pulled another orgasm out of you, making you slump in his arms. You felt spent and weak.
“Please, I can’t,” you pleaded with him. Thor only kissed your neck once more before he pulled himself out. “You killed me, Thor. How am I going to function now?”
“Please, this is just the beginning, little dove. I’m just getting started,” he winked and you knew you were in for a long weekend with the God of Thunder. 
Meanwhile, at the party, Sam, Bucky, and Bruce clang their beer together with a knowing smile on their faces as another lightning struck out in the far distant sky. Scott once again was the only one that was oblivious.
“They fucked didn’t they?” Clint asked as he stared out at the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was practically pouring outside. The other three men nodded before taking another swig of their beer. “Good for them,” Clint said before he took a sip of his own drink. “Good for them.”
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ughdontbeboring · 2 months
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only you.
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Thor x WoC reader
reader comes home a little tipsy and Thor has to remind her, she’s the ONE.
Warnings: Slightly smutty? Insecurities, Thor is that man. Reader is tipsy but she’s totally ok with her man dickin her down.
note: this is my big story back, I don’t think I’ve posted in like a year? not sure, also this is super rushed so not super proud but I had to get it out my head. Also there’s going to be an alternative version of this because I couldn’t decide how I wanted this to go. That will be posted in a week or 2. I have a hard time writing Thor idk way, he’s one of my favs but such a complex character I think. Also only one mention of readers complexion but can be read by anyone.
don’t give permission for my works to be used in any form. If you likes it reblog, share it, love it all that good shit.
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He watched her as she stumbled slightly in her high heels to where he laid in their bed. How she had managed a whole night out with Val, Natasha and the other women in those things he’d never understand. She made it look so effortless, the way her hips and loose hem of her mini dress swayed with every step she took. Women were definitely magical creatures. His heart thumped against his ribs a little harder as he watched his lovely little woman approach. 
Even in the low lit room mostly covered in darkness he could make out every detail of her, maybe it had nothing to do with the ability to see as much as it did with the fact that he had memorized every part of her years ago. 
She was wearing a brown chain mail dress as she called it, her hair down and loose, very little makeup and matching high heels. How Thor had allowed her to leave him without taking her on sight, he could only make sense in her power over him. What she promised when she returned to him that night if he allowed her to leave unscathed by his need.
She stood at the side of the bed with her arms cross her chest, a slight frown on her beautiful face as she stared down at him. Thor lay slightly sitting up against the reinforced headboard. 
“What is wrong my love” He questioned up at her with genuine curiosity though he had a sneaky suspicion of what kind of mood she may be in. Even if she didn’t admit it, he was sure he knew what she’d need tonight. 
“I-you-“ She started before being cut off by her own hiccup.
“Do you need water little one?” 
“Yes, No! I- no listen” she started again before her voice drifted off and her eyes started to shift lower along his naked chest and torso before landing on the thin cool sheet that hardly did anything to cover his muscler thighs and slightly soft cock. 
She bit back a moan as Thor watched her pretty thick brown thighs clench within arms reach of him. His stomach fluttered slightly at the scene before him and at the sweet scent that started to fill the room. 
She seemed to focus on something she wanted to say to him before squaring her shoulders.
“Did-uh did you love that one uh barmaid on that planet..uh the..-“ she started determinedly as her buzzed mind would allow, her eyes rolling up as she tried to remember. 
“No” Thor answered swiftly and honestly as he cut her off. He was so sure it almost made her angry at him and it annoyed her more because it’s not even something to be upset about she should be happy he seemed so sure but her tipsy mind wasn’t fully on track yet.
She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes at him. 
“Wait, you didn’t let me fisnish you-you don’t know which one-“
But Thor was quick as he pulled her over his lap and into the empty space next to him, his large body quickly finding his place between her soft thick thighs. 
They both let a groan slip as their bodies came in contact. Thor’s bare cock between their bodies, laid snuggly against her panty covered cunt. The wet patch his veiny shaft rocked up and over making him groan. 
“It does not matter, I’ve loved none of them” he spoke truthfully again without hesitation, one arm holding him up as his eyes followed the moment of his cock. 
She felt like her world as spinning as she looked up at him. She knew she shouldn’t have but the mention of significant others, their ex’s and flings left her mind to wonder too much about Thor’s long life. It was something she really never let herself focus on in the few years they’d been together. But even the girls night out and plenty of shots couldn’t shake her mind from Thor’s earlier comment in front of everyone, about a planet so bizarre, it led to the new information of a one night stand. 
“Not even, not even, that one Loki said uh the” she tried. Remembering when she first met Loki, he had tested her by trying to rile her up with talk of Thor’s past lovers. Only to apologize shortly after when he realized for himself she was the one, the only one for his brother. But now that information did nothing for her jealousy. 
“No” was Thor’s firm answer as his body slowly rocked into hers harder. His deep eyes raking over her. She looked like a vision. Her hair all around her surrounding her head like an halo, breast basically coming out of her dress from the lack of a bra. Her chest heaving. She was an Angel, Thor was sure the only one in all the universe and she was his. 
“Thor! You’re not letting me finish!” She kicked her feet very childishly causing Thor to bite his lip to stop from laughing as he stared down at her. Nothing but amusement and love in this bright blue and brown eyes. “Ok the one from-“
“No. No. No and no, little dove the answer to that question will always be no” he said cutting her off again. 
His large hand grips her face, as the other continued to hold himself above her, as she stares up at him completely doe eyed and utterly in love despite her little outburst. He loved her all ways but this way, so open and so needy was one of his favorites, his cock twitched and thicken at the sight and feel of having her fully willing for anything he’d do beneath him. 
“Little queen, it matters not who you mention, who anyone could mention from over the centuries of my life. I have loved none of them, even when I thought it could be love you’ve came into my life and shown me how foolish of a God I was to ever consider that love” he spoke truthfully. 
The tears swelled in her eyes as she took him in, her fingers dancing all over his face before tracing her thumb along his bottom lip before he started to speak again. 
“Because in all these centuries, in all the galaxies, in all the universe I have ever only loved you, I could never have loved another, not when your love exist and even in death it could not fade” 
“Thor-“ she sobbed lightly. 
“Shhh little queen, I know, let me remind you there is only you for me, there is only we” Thor spoke against her fingertips, before sucking her thumb softly into his wet mouth and rolling his hips into her. She moaned at the contact of skin to skin, she hadn’t even notice Thor rip her thong, his veiny cock pushing up along her bare wet cunt. 
“I am yours completely” Thor said before he swiftly buried his thick cock in her til the hilt, her eyes rolled back as her loud gasped filled the quiet room. 
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boxofbonesfic · 1 year
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I can't stop thinking of possessive fire fighter Thor 😌🥴
welp, nonnie, now I can’t either. maybe you weren’t thinking quite this dark, but… 😅
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Title: Everloving
Pairing: Dark!Thor x Reader
Summary: A one night stand has worse consequences than you ever could have imagined.
Warnings: 18+ Only, Arson, Noncon, Kidnapping, Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Implied Basement-Wife, Stalking, Breeding, Darkfic, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, Minors DNI!
[divider by @firefly-graphics]
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You stare at the ceiling over his shoulder as you catch your breath, your fingernails still dug hard into the muscles rippling beneath his skin. You’re still spiraling back down into yourself when he pulls back, leaning up on his elbows to grin dopily at you. His blond hair falls handsomely across his face, and the corners of his bright blue eyes are crinkled with his smile. 
 “See, Peach?” Thor says with a wink, his breath still a little short. “Told you I would take you to Valhalla.” 
 You raise a hand to your head, fingers curling in your hair as you laugh breathlessly. It’s a corny joke—and it was even cornier when he’d fed you the pick-up line in the bar, complete with his sultry little every girl needs a firefighter, Peach. It had been so corny you’d been left wondering if it was specifically engineered to get you to laugh yourself into his bed, but the earnest look on his face makes you second-guess your two minute drunk assessment. The firefighter’s uniform he’d told you about is hung up on the back of the door, too, lending credence to his honesty. 
 “Why is that funnier the second time?” You say, and he laughs. He eases up off of you, and your cheeks heat as you feel him slip out of your puffy, still throbbing cunt. You sit up, pulling his blanket up over your bare chest self-consciously. Thor, it seems, is just as glorious in nudity as he is clothed, back muscles rippling as he turns to the closet, and pulls out a hand towel to clean himself off. You hear a tinny sounding thud as he tosses the condom into the trash-can next to his desk. He offers you a towel and you take one, hurriedly swiping between your own thighs.
 “Do you want to shower?” He asks over his shoulder. “My roommate’s won’t be back for a few hours, so if you wanted to shower and crash—”
 “That’s okay,” You say quickly, snatching your shirt off of the back of his desk chair, using his blanket as a somewhat unconventional toga while you shimmy into it. “I should get going, it’s pretty late.” You flash him an apologetic smile as you tug up your jeans. “I wouldn’t want to be a bother.” 
 “No, it’s totally fine, they won’t mind. And maybe tomorrow we could get breakfast—”
 “I don’t think so,” you say stiffly. “I’ve got work in the morning.” 
 “Right, right,” he laughs a little awkwardly, stepping back into his briefs. The elastic snaps as he pulls them back up around his waist. “Well, maybe we could go out another time?” 
 You answer him with a shake of your head. “Sorry, I just, um….” You blow out a breath, rocking back and forth on your heels nervously. “I’m not like… looking for a relationship. Right now.” You smile apologetically. “I just, you know. Just got out of one, and it was a whole thing, and I just… I’m not ready, right now for another commitment like that.” His face falls, the boyish grin on his face disappearing as he regards you. 
 “Oh.” 
 “I’m sorry,” you say again, feeling the tension thick in the air between you. “I um. I had fun.”
 “Yeah. Me too.” A look you can’t read crosses his face, and he lifts his hand to the back of his neck, rubbing it. He doesn’t say anything else as you shrug back into your jacket and flee his room, navigating back down the dark hallway toward the door. Your sneakers are in a messy heap by the front door where you left them, and you step into them quickly, eager to be out of his apartment. 
 You pull up your rideshare app as you walk down the block, trying to put a little distance between yourself and Thor before you call. For some reason, you don’t want to do it right outside, not that you think he’d watch you through the window like some creeper—
 Or would he?
 Either way, you call when you’ve reached the bodega on the end of his block, and in five minute Jeffery in a white Hyundai Sonata is pulling up to the curb. 
 Omw home. Your text pops into the roommate groupchat, and it’s not thirty seconds before you see three different speech bubbles appear in the bottom left corner. 
 Heather: girl. it’s one-am!!!!
 Bobbie: girl shut up, she was getting her back blown out by that hot blond lmao
 Heather: twisted into pretzels lolll
 Kirsten: none of you are asking the real questions. how was it???????
 You stifle your laughter with your hands, glancing at the rearview mirror before responding. 
 I will be home in ten minutes. You all will just have to wait. You are, of course, greeted by shrill giggles and questions the moment you walk through the door. You deliver the details as painlessly as you can muster, choosing not to describe the heartbroken look on Thor’s face when you’d tried to let him down as gently as you could. 
 “I mean, you’re totally right. You shouldn’t jump into anything so quick, not after Jimmy.” Bobbie nods sagely at you in approval. 
 “I dunno. He seemed sweet,” Kirsten says dreamily. “Might be a nice guy.” 
 “He was looking for a serious girlfriend, K,” you reply, stretching as you turn toward your room. “And I am not doing serious right now. Bobbie’s right.” 
 After a hot shower, you flop tiredly onto your bed and burrow under the covers. You’re still a little sore from earlier, and you bite your lip, wondering if you’d made a mistake. No harm in letting him shoot his shot, right? That’s what Heather had told you in the bar when he’d first begun sending you drinks, and what had rung in your head when your casual conversation had become boldly flirtatious. 
 There are plenty of other fish in the sea for him. You turn over, pressing your face gratefully into the pillow, confident that by tomorrow morning, Thor wouldn’t even remember your name. 
 ——
 The smell of smoke wakes you, only seconds before Bobbie is hurriedly shaking you awake. 
 “Fire! Fire get up now!” 
 Blearily you sit up, registering the shrill beeps of the fire-alarm just before you choke on thick, hot smoke. It’s filling the room, curling against the ceiling as you sit up, shoving your feet into your slippers. Bobbie’s hand is tight around yours as the two of you race for the door, followed by Heather and Kirsten. The hallway is filled with the other residents, everyone rushing out of the building in a crushing stampede. You’re dizzy, your throat hoarse and your eyes red and watering as you and your roommates watch your lives billow up into the night sky. 
 The street outside is chaos as the firetrucks arrive, men in uniform pushing through the crowd. You’re still staring numbly at your burning apartment building when large hands land on your shoulders. 
 “Peach? Peach you okay?” Thor pushes up his visor, his face filled with worry. 
 “She’s inhaled a lot of smoke, she was the last to get out,” Bobbie says worriedly. You’re forced to agree—every breath feels raw, like you’d swallowed some of the fire yourself. “Is there an ambulance coming?”
 “Yes, there is, but if it’s that bad, I should take her to the hospital now,” He says, snapping his visor back down. Thor’s grip is like iron as he steers you towards the back of one of the small response vehicles, and he hands you an oxygen mask and a little tank. “Breathe through this for a little while, Peach. You’ll feel better in no time.” 
 The street is clogged with vehicles, and Thor steers patiently around them while you sit in the back and try to catch your breath. The smell of the fire, the lights and the sound of sirens fade gradually behind you as you watch the building disappear in the rearview mirror. Eventually, all you can see is the thick column of smoke curling into the still dark sky in the distance as Thor gets onto the highway. His blue eyes meet yours in the mirror. 
 “How are you feeling?” He asks. The oxygen is certainly helping, though you aren’t sure if you’re supposed to be feeling quite this light and giggly. Oxygen deprivation makes you high right? Or is that something else?
 “Like I almost got barbecued,” you say, lowering the mask. A hoarse laugh escapes you. “Sorry. But I did almost die.”
 He smiles at you in the mirror. “It’s alright. A bit of morbid humor is to be expected.” You realize with a glance out of the window that you’re far past the hospital. It isn’t funny, but you giggle. In fact, he’ll be out of the city limits in another few minutes. “Besides, It’s probably the nitrous.” You squint at him. 
 “What?”
 “Nitrous Oxide, Peach. In the canister.” He winks at you, though he’s spinning in the rearview—or is it my head? Your limps are limp and uncooperative as you tug at the mask, gasping for air as your vision tunnels. You get it off, but it isn’t enough, and you gape at the air like a fish as you try to swallow it down into your lungs.
 Your ears are ringing, and black spots dance in your vision as you slump sideways over in the seat. The roof of the car swims in and out of focus as you gulp down lungful after lungful of air. You don’t know how long Thor’s been driving when he pulls over—twenty minutes? Thirty? But your head is still buzzing, your vision unfocused when Thor opens the back door. 
 “I am sorry you got hurt, Peach,” he says, managing to sound disgustingly apologetic as he reaches for you. You kick at him, but he’s so big and so coordinated and you are not, and he presses you to the seat, hovering over you like he had earlier this evening. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.” 
 His admission drags a ragged sob from your throat as your eyes widen. You wail, your struggles renewing themselves until you’re exhausted. Thor remains immoveable above you, like your efforts have done nothing but delay, and perhaps irritate him. 
 “You set the fire.” He doesn’t deny it.
 “Magnesium shavings and alcohol.” He taps the tip of your nose with a finger.  “I like you so much, Peach. I just… I couldn’t watch you go out again with someone else.” He catches both of your wrists in one large hand and pins them to the seat beneath you. 
 “T-Thor,” your voice comes out as a hoarse whisper. “S-stop, I—”
 He hushes you with a kiss, moaning as he slips his tongue into your mouth. You whimper into his mouth and he swallows it hungrily, sucking your lower lip between his teeth and worrying it until it swells. 
 “I just want to start over,” he repeats your words from the bar, hours—a lifetime—ago back to you, dark sincerity dripping from every word. “Pick up and start over—”
 “Shut up!” You cry, tears welling in your frightened eyes. “You don’t know me!”
 “Maybe not yet,” he hums, dragging his lips down the salty tracks over the curve of your cheek. “But we have time.” The fingers of his free hand slip beneath the loose elastic waistband of your pajama pants to cup your bare pussy. He heaves a pleased sigh. “No panties? Peach you are truly a treasure.” He parts your lips with sure, unhurried motions, his fingers sliding through your folds. 
 You try to close your thighs around his hand, but he doesn’t let you, wedging himself between your thighs. 
 “P-please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings—” You babble apologies that he doesn’t seem to hear, his touches ironically soft and unhurried. “Thor please—!” His lips crush against yours again, turning the words into a frightened squeak. 
 “What’s the matter, Peach?” He asks, trailing down your jaw and over your pulse point. “Nothing we haven’t done before.” Thor’s pleased little hum makes shame curl in your belly. You’re wet. You know you are, and you hate yourself for it as he draws his fingers back and forth, spreading the slick through your folds with practiced ease. “See? She even remembers me.”
 Thor circles your entrance with gentle strokes, and you huff through your teeth to hide the whine that threatens to tumble from your lips. You hate him, his soft persistent kisses, the drag of his fingers through your traitorously aching folds. You hate it because it feels good, because he’s making it feel good, because it feels like you’re shattering into a thousand fractured shards in his capable hands, and you get the feeling that he wants you to. 
 Can’t fix what isn’t broken.
 You whimper at the burning stretch of his fingers, the heel of his palm grinding deliciously against your clit. When you clench your teeth against the pleasure, Thor clucks his tongue at you. 
 “Let it feel good, Peach,” he coos, scissoring his fingers inside of you. Your breath hitches loudly in your throat, and Thor moans deeply at the sight, leaning down to suck a bruise onto your collarbone. “You don’t have to be in control anymore. You can let go.” He mumbles the words darkly against your skin as you feel his hips shift up. 
“You can just let me—” Thor reaches between your bodies, tugging the band of his briefs down over the thick shaft of his cock. “Do the thinking for both of us.” He groans as it pops out from under the elastic, slapping against the puffy, slick lips of your pussy. 
 Thor’s lips part in a soft “o” as he slides his cock back and forth, eyes rolling up to stare sightlessly through the roof of the car. His fingers dig into the fleshy curve of your hip, the other forcing your wrists down harder into the seat cushion. Tears are leaking out of the corners of your eyes and running down into your hair, acceptance settling like lead as you realize this is happening. 
 The head of his cock throbs hard as he pushes it against your swollen clit. You push down on the pleasure as hard as you can, trying not to let it show on your face. It’s useless though, as your thighs begin to tremble around his hips from the steady pressure at your clit. You writhe, trying in vain to buck him off. You only succeed in pushing yourself against him, pleasure rolling in sticky warm waves up your spine. 
 “N-no, ah—” You’re cumming then, your words are lost in the choked sob that tightens your throat. Cheeks flush with heat, you turn tear-filled eyes to Thor’s. He looks at you with an manic kind of joy, his fever bright eyes drinking in every detail. Your pussy is still throbbing, clenching tightly around nothing when Thor begins to line the head of his cock up with your cunt. He sinks in slowly, cursing as you squeeze down around him. 
 “Better with no condom, isn’t it Peach?” He says hoarsely, chuckling. “Not that that one made much of a difference,” Thor sinks in to the base, the heavy weight of his balls slapping wetly against you as he revels in the feel of you. “Poked it full of holes, just in case.” 
 He doesn’t give you time to mull over the words before he’s sliding out, sparks shooting in front of your open eyes as his cock drags along your walls. Thor groans as he fills you again, loosing your wrists so that he can anchor you to him with both hands. There is room in your foggy head for shame, but it does nothing to stop the sticky sweet rush of pleasure as he fucks into you with abandon, the truck rocking hard with his efforts. 
 What’s worse is that you can hear it, the lewd wet noise it makes as he slides into your welcoming cunt. You whine low in your throat as he pinches your clit between two fingers, rolling it back and forth until you’re twitching underneath him. Thor laughs. 
 “See?” He asks breathlessly. “And you say I don’t know you.” He leans down to kiss you again, swallowing the pathetic little cry you let out as he drags you over the edge. You hate that he’s all around you, in you, everywhere, filling you up until you’re overflowing. 
 When you cum, again it’s with Thor’s tongue in your mouth, and his throbbing cock in your cunt. He moans against your lips as his hips still, and dimly, you’re aware of slow, sticky heat settling in your core. He doesn’t move, his body pinning you to the seat. When he finally leans away, you try your best to pull your t-shirt back down over your bare breasts, staring stubbornly at the back of the front seat. 
 “Oh, Peach, don’t be mad at me,” he says, tucking his fingers beneath your chin. He pulls until it hurts, and you’re forced to look at him. You hate that he’s still inside of you, his cum leaking out to pool on the seat underneath your ass. He reaches down beneath the seat for something, but you can’t quite see it. “We’re going to be so good together.” 
 He produces the nitrous tank and mask, and your eyes widen with fear as you begin to struggle. It isn’t hard for him to push it against your face, though, and you hear a squeak as he twists open the valve. The gas rushes into the mask with a hiss, and it only takes a few panicked breaths before your vision begins to dim.
 “You’ll see.” 
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Shine
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Pairing: Thor Odinson x asgardian! female reader (no other specifications!)
Word Count: 1820 words
Outline: The grandmaster grants you the best prize in Sakaar. But does he want to be your prize?
Warnings: feather play, fingering, penetrative vaginal sex, oral (f! receiving), face riding, power play, praise kink, rough play, size kink, the reader has golden tattoos.
Author’s Note: Requested by @mercurial-make-em-ups here. Set during Thor's time in Sakaar. Thanks to @heygoodgirly for choosing the positions for me :) Was tons of fun to write!
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Main Masterlist ・❥・Thor Odinson Masterlist
NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.
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“Look at you, my shiny prize all ready for me, who would have thought?” 
You smirk as you walk inside the vast room, your heels clicking on the floor making your way to him. Thor Odinson, the famous Asgardian prince who has now fallen of grace here, only for you, in Sakaar. 
You were wearing a golden wrap dress, opting for no underwear since there was truly only one thing you wanted from this night. The grandmaster was kind enough to grant you a whole night with the prince making him your precious champion and prize. 
You were a powerful rich woman, self-made, thrice a widow and you had been living close by to this planet for a while now, long before the destruction of Asgard. Yet you never had the pleasure to meet Thor before.
Thor is sitting on the bed, his arms and legs crossed looking at you. Somehow he looked much more handsome with the short hair and his eye patch, something raggedy, rough, and far more human. He was hard to resist and he was everything you ever wanted. 
“I’m all yours my lady.” He smiles softly and gestures for you to sit. You shake your head at his reaction and move closer to him. 
“Do you know what I want from you?”
“Oh, I know. I know very well.”
“Good. Very good. And would you do anything I ask of you?”
“Anything for you, my lady.” 
“Start with your armor. I wanna see you.” 
You look at him to just see how obedient he could be and you watch him as he carefully disposes of all of his clothes. Starting from the breastplate and going to the heavy pants and then he seemingly teases you as he is taking off his underwear. Your mouth hangs open at the sight of his cock. Enormous, girthy, and ever so veiny. You salivate at the thought and the sight as he sits back in the bed with a smirk on his face. Oh, he knew the effect he had on you, on any woman really. 
It almost made you wonder who was truly in control.
You place a finger in your hair, tied to a loose bun, and by pulling off a golden feather you set them free and loose, holding the feather. Then you bring it to his body, dragging it slowly from his inner thighs to his chest, and watch him as he breathes in and out at your actions. 
Thor looked so beautiful, all naked illuminated by the night lights coming in from the bedroom window. You move the feather across his cock, which is now getting twitchy for you, growing bigger and bigger. It makes your heart beat faster knowing you can tease him like that. 
After a few more minutes of teasing him with the feather, you set it aside and climb on the bed. You pull another feather that’s on your side, holding the golden fabric together, and allow him to watch your body bare and naked just for him. Your chest was covered in different golden scribblings, phrases, and mantras from the celestials and the ancient ones. 
“Is that..” Thor reaches out curiously with his hand but you only push it away. You settle on the other end of the bed with your legs open and he watches you with his mouth hanging open. He can’t figure out what you want. 
“Write.” You smirk. “Write what you can read on me.” Thor’s eyes open wide and he reaches for the papyrus by his bedside table, picking it up alongside the feather and ink. 
“Right here.” You gesture to him, to the area between your bare legs, and watch him as he obediently, lays on his stomach placing the papyrus very close to your pussy. With the end of the feather, he could touch your pussy, teasing you as well. 
He stares at your body and touches you with his fingertips when he needs to look at the different words and symbols. Every time he writes down the right sentence, you compliment him with a smile and a “good boy”. Thor is fascinated by you and that makes you feel incredibly happy. 
Your fingers are on his cheek softly caressing him as he scribbles looking at you with his beautiful blue eyes. He drags the top of the feather against your pussy lips with an innocent move as your pussy begins to wet. 
“You want help with that?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. 
“You seem like a very hungry boy.”
“Oh, I am.”
He puts the feather down and hands you the papyrus before placing his hands on your thighs and his tongue on your pussy. 
You are reading the content of the papyrus to him as his tongue works on you. He starts with the flat of his tongue dragging it up and down, tasting your sweet juices, followed by teasing your clit with the tip of your tongue, circling it around. 
You can’t help but moan between words, trying hard not to grab his hair and force-feed him your pussy. You are curious about what he likes to do and he is also curious about what you like. 
He continues though more forcefully dragging and working his tongue and his lips on your pussy, alternating between soft kisses too long licks. Then he adds a scissored finger, followed by another one, stretching you open. You drop the paper off your hands and grip his head while you start to move your pussy against his face. You couldn’t resist it anymore.
He smirks at your reaction and lets you ride his face however you like, pressing and pressing your pussy against his face, him holding you by your thighs wrapping his hands around them. 
“Thor, fuck me, please!” You plead out as your orgasm hits you, causing his beard to drench in your juices. 
Your body is trembling but you want more, so much more…
Thor lets go of your pussy sitting back against the bed frame and pulling you alongside him. Your legs on his legs, sitting in his embrace. It felt incredibly romantic given the circumstances and you knew that Thor wanted this as much as you did. He grabs your legs and brings them closer to him before gripping you on the hips.
You quickly realize what he wants to do, as he pushes his cockhead inside you and settles your legs on his shoulders. 
He already makes you feel so full. His hands move to your ass and he grabs it as he slowly moves his cock inside your pussy, looking down to watch as you easily swallow him in. 
“You ever gotten fucked by a fat cock before?” He asks you and his breath feels hot against your face. Your lean your body backward, shoving your breasts at his face as his cock is stretching you out, making it hard for you to reply. 
“With the way you moan, I know it’s been a while.” He chuckles and gradually sets a pace, that lets him move his cock further and further inside you until he hits your g-spot. It fills glorious like your tightness is swallowing his cock whole like his cock was meant to fuck you like that.
The position eased him very well, to look at you and fuck you deeply. Exactly how he always liked it. 
He continues, for as long as he likes, watching you moan and try to fuck yourself back to him whenever he stops for a break.
“Can’t seem to want to spend one moment unfucked?”
“Is…only one night…” You mewl, staring at him. 
“Then you need a break or several, trust me. I’ve seen girls break their backs before on my cock and is not funny. Imagine your body hurting so much you can no longer take me.” He raises an eyebrow, almost scolding you. “We wouldn’t want that to happen, do we?”
You pout at him, you were supposed to be in control but you know he is right. He carefully slips out his cock as he is kissing your neck and shoulders, easing your legs down and massaging your muscles. 
After a few more moments, he lays you down, turning you to your side and pulling you close to him, he kisses your face sweetly before seemingly getting up from the bed. You settle your weight on your hand as you watch him, stand close to the edge of the bed, and rub his cock a few times.
Then his attention returns to you, he moves his palm against your pussy and you rise up your legs to which he tells you no. “Keep 'em closed. I want you tight for me.”
Then Thor enters you again, pushing his cockhead against your pussy lips from the back, straddling your body.
You knew what Thor liked for sure. Deep ass penetration. That one thing was for sure. He does the same as before resting both of his hands on your body and pushing his cock inside you. 
The twisted angle from this position feels so good, it allows Thor’s cock to hit you deep and fill you up exactly how he likes. He goes slowly thrusting gently almost romantically until he is sure you have rested a little and then he sets a brutal pace.
Now the room is filled with the sound of slapping skin on skin, your wetness dripping on the sheets on the bed as he fucks you like he wants to own you. 
He grunts as he does so. You were keeping your legs so tightly together for him, giving a firm hold on his fat cock, almost struggling to keep your body up, glancing to look at his concentrated face, fucking your pussy like that.  
He is brutal and fast and rough and you can’t help but beg him to cum inside you, but he only laughs at you.
“You know I’m the god of fertility, right?” He stops his movements and slips his cock out of your hole grunting for the last time about the tightness. 
“Come here, open your mouth.” You obey, hopping around quickly like a bunny, hanging your mouth open and your tongue just for him.
And with a couple more strokes he shoots his load inside your mouth and it feels so warm and so good. Watching this specimen of men holding his fat cock with his huge arm, his eyes lightening up with his cum. What an image. 
When he pushes you back down on the bed and towers your body with his shoving his cock back to your pussy, you don’t protest, you only let him show you well and thoroughly that he can fuck a lady. 
That’s truly what you wanted anyway. And perhaps you make plans to keep the grandmaster happy with various gifts to potentially keep Thor as your own champion…
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DAY THIRTY-ONE: Dumbification w/ Thor Odinson
a/n: The last day of kinktober :[ I just want to start off by saying how much of an adventure this has been, constantly challenging myself to write about characters and kinks I never have before, and constantly being consistent with uploading. This challenge definitely kept my brain and myself on my toes, and even though I can say that I've thought about giving up this challenge when I went through some rough patches, I'm proud that I was able to keep pushing forward. I also want to thank you all for your support on this, it really did mean a lot as I watched myself and my fanbase grow. It really has been an honor and I hope I can continue to grow a platform for people to enjoy!
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Thor was big, so very big in almost every aspect; from his muscle mass to his strength and now, to his cock. He never failed to scramble your brain and your insides, coherent sentences being left to the wind as he pounded you into the mattress. You weren't an asgardian woman, women like them were meant to take gods like Thor, but you? Oh, you were merely just a midgardian. What Thor saw in you during his visit to earth that possessed him to want to make you his queen was beyond your comprehension.
He said that you were built like a goddess, like you were made just for him.
“Th…” Your voice had failed you, your head falling back onto the pillows. The mating press position was definitely new, but once you told him that you were ready for kids, he was making sure that you were going to get pregnant. "No need to speak, my little dove," He boomed from above you, "Let your husband take care of you." All you could do is blabber a word of confirmation.
"So perfect. You were made to take my seed, my queen, my wife." You simply whined, continuing to claw at his back as his large cock split you open. You could feel him inside of you, all around you like a blanket. I mean, he was laying over you, so that definitely counted. You couldn't think, you just laid there bent up in the position that he had you in, taking everything that he gave you greedily.
“I've got you, dove.”
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michelleleewise · 1 year
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Worthy
Pairing: Dark!Thor x female reader
Warnings: nothing too bad in this one, creepiness, swearing, mentions of cheating, toxic relationship, sadness, mild depression, anxiety, therapy and counseling, smut at the end (not graphic), if i missed something please let me know. things will progress as we go, please heed the warnings)
Summary: After leaving a toxic relationship, you take the advice of a friend and seek help.....
A/n: This my very first dark anything, as well as Thor, be gentle with me lol im making this a small series for my lovely friend @springdandelixn 💙 like I mentioned it will progress....keep your flashlights handy..... love you guys!!!!
Part One-
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You scroll further down the page, unsure what exactly your looking for....someone to listen....someone who won't judge you. You sigh, you friend Maya's words echoing through your head "you need to talk to someone, this isn't healthy to bottle everything up." She had said over coffee "I am, I'm talkng to you." You laughed seeing her shake her head "a professional y/n." She said sternly making you frown. And here you were, scrolling the endless pages of the internet in search of a "professional."
You sighed again, your thumb sliding across the screen on your phone when it caught your eye "Odinison Health and Rehabilitation." You aren't sure what possessed you as you pressed your thumb to the name, their website popping up as you scrolled down seeing their services, counseling being among the many. "Hmm, this might work." You said to yourself, your thumb hovering over the number. You had always told yourself counseling was a joke, a ploy for doctors to get money from the weak..but everything you had been through the last year......
You quicky dialed the number before you changed your mind, your heart racing more with each ring when a lady picked up "Odinson Health, how may I help you." She asked. "Umm...hi, I was...well you see I saw your website.." you trailed off trying to get your thoughts together "were you interested in one of our services ma'am?" She asked a little too politely "uuhh yes....counseling?" You asked, dragging your nails across the table "yes, we have a few different counselors but I would highly recommend one of the owners." She said, you could hear her smile through the phone. "Oh..ok." you hesitated hearing her fingers pressing the keys on her keyboard "ok, so the Odinson's are brothers, one specializes in psychology and med management, the other specializes in crisis situations, as well as general and family counseling, which would you prefer?" She asks typing.
"Err...um the general counselor I suppose?" You asked looking out of the window seeing a bird land on your window sill. "Ok great, Dr Odinson has a few available spots open, let me just see.." She trailed off typing away. "ok, he has an opening tomorrow at three for a consultation, does that work?" She asked "yeah that should be fine." You said tapping your fingers on the table. "Ok your all set for tomorrow, and he will go over his treatment plan with you then." She said "ok thank you." You said quickly hanging up. Releasing the breath you were holding you set your phone down deciding to finally do the sink of dishes that had been staring at you for days wondering what tomorrow would bring.
ooOOoo
You sat in your car staring at the building in front of you willing yourself to go inside, looking down seeing it was almost three you took a deep breath "ok...you can do this, what's the worst that could happen?" You asked yourself shutting your car off. You grabbed your keys and phone heading inside, seeing two ladies sitting behind either side of a long counter "hi! Can I help you?" The one looks up smiling, her like dark hair flowing past her shoulders "y..yes...I'm here to see Dr Odinson." You say fidgeting with your keys "which one?" The other lady snaps. "Um...counseling." you say quietly, afraid she'll bark at you again "oh great! Your in the right place then." The dark haired lady smiled.
You finished your paperwork, sitting in the waiting room absently scrolling through your phone when a text popped up. You wanted to ignore it, pretend you had never seen it. You had spent the last month pretending he never existed, the reason you were currently sitting waiting to talk to a compete stranger about your entire life. You sighed, deciding against your better judgment to open the message.
Shaun- Baby, why won't you talk to me? You know why I did what I did. If you had kept up with your responsibilities I wouldn't have looked elsewhere, I'm not the one to blame here. Now text me back and stop being childish.
You sat there staring at the screen, not sure how to react. It was true the last few months of your relationship had been rocky at best. Between you both working all the time and him hanging out with his friends you had no time together, let alone the energy for any intimacy. Somedays it took all you had to just climb into bed at night before doing it all over again. Hence the night you came home from work to another woman in your bed. A pang of sadness ran through you at the memory...
"That's it baby...mm God you feel so good." You heard Shaun moan through the door, the faceless woman moaning his name loudly as the headboard banged against the wall. You had told your boss you wanted to leave early to surprise your boyfriend with dinner, you weren't prepared for the surprise you had waiting for you. "Do i feel better then her daddy?" You heard the woman moan as tears welled in your eyes "so much better baby...she could never compare to this perfect cunt." You heard Shaun growl, hearing a loud thud against the wall.
You turned from the closed door, making you way to the kitchen you took the boxes of take out out of their bags, placing them in the fridge before sitting at the table, waiting. You weren't sure how long you sat there dazed when you heard voices coming down the hall "she's gonna be home soon, but I'll call you later baby. Maybe we can meet up again tomorrow?" You heard him ask opening the front door "anything for you..daddy." the woman replied before your heard the door shut, footsteps making their way into the kitchen stopping suddenly "how long have you been here?" Shaun asked. You looked up seeing his hair a mess, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers "long enough." You sighed looking down.
"Miss y/n?" You heard your name called, snapping you back to now, seeing a dark haired man standing in the doorway with a clipboard "I'm here, sorry." You said grabbing your keys following him. "So as you know you'll be seeing Dr odinson, this is strictly a consultation, so any questions you have feel free to ask ok?" He said smiling "ok, I will." You said as he led you to a closed door knocking on it "come in." You heard a deep booming voice on the other side sending a jolt through you "don't worry, he's a bit loud but he's really very nice." The man said opening the door. You took a deep breath, walking inside as the man closed the door behind you making you jump.
"Ah, you must me miss y/n, I'm Dr Odinson, but please, call me Thor." The man said standing from behind his desk. He smiled widely as he walked around, holding his hand out your eyes met the bluest ones you had ever seen, shining at you like diamonds through the glasses that seemed to frame his face perfectly "h..hi, I'm y/n." You stuttered, slowly reaching for his hand. "Yes, you are." He smiled "come, have a seat and we can talk." He said gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. You slowly sat down watching him walk around taking his seat, his large frame taking up a majority of the chair "so miss y/n, what brings you here today?" He asked, leaning his elbows on the desk, his large hands cupped together under his chin "Well, you see....I have a friend who said I needed to talk to someone, so here i am." You said looking down at your feet.
"Y/n, look at me." He said sternly making your eyes shoot to his "there you are." He smiled "now, I'm glad you have friends who are looking out for you but there must be a reason you decided to come today." He said watching you intently. "Umm...well i..." you trailed off, looking around the room seeing his diploma hung on the wall, as well as a painting of a lightning storm behind him. "Y/n..." he said making you look at him again "i...I recently left a bad relationship, a..and I'm having alot of issues." You said quietly seeing him nod "and well, I'm told I'm bottling it up." You said fidgeting with your keys again. "Do you feel like you are bottling it up?" He asked leaning forward a bit "I guess...maybe. I don't know." You sighed seeing him pick up a pen, writing something on his notepad.
"Can you briefly tell me what happened?" He asked looking up at you, his eyes boring into you "um, well i..I'd rather not." You said balling your fist "well y/n, in order for me to help you, we need to talk about it." He smiled. "I just..I don't think I'm ready. I'm sorry I wasted your time," you said, quickly getting to your feet as he did making your way to the door "wait y/n, please." He said, following you, placing a large hand on the door as you grabbed the handle "I apologize, I wasn't trying to force you." He said quietly, feeling the heat from his chest against your back, his frame towering over you making you crane your head to look at him, his cologne hitting your nose reminding you of sunshine and rain storms "please, let's sit back down hm?" He asked, not moving his hand from the door.
You took a deep breath, dropping your hand from the door you slowly walked back to your chair, this time he grabbed another chair setting it next to you as he sat down facing you, his knee brushing yours "I understand your apprehension, you don't know me as I don't know you, but you must understand I only wish to help you." He said, his eyes almost too bright to look at as you nodded. "Very good, now tell me..when was the last time you ate? And not junk food either." He asked leaning forward "oh...um a few days." You said seeing him nod "and the last time you truly relaxed, just let your mind go?" He continued "oh..never probably." You said with a small laugh.
You shifted in your seat feeling his gaze intensify. "Well y/n, I think your friend is right. I think you are trying to cope, but in an unhealthy manner." He said "but do not worry, I'm here for you." He smiled, his hand grazing your thigh as he shifted making you stiffen. "I will take very good care of you." He continued, placing his large hand on your knee squeezing "umm, well doctor odins...." you started "please, call me Thor." He said squeezing your knee again, his touch feeling electric as the door flew open, a dark haired man storming inside as Thor retracted his hand.
"I told you to meet me thirty minutes ago." The man snapped crossing his arms "as you can see, I am with a patient." Thor said standing up. "Yes, I can see that I'm not daft Thor, when will you be finished?" The man asked, his deep emerald eyes glaring at you "give me five minutes." Thor said walking around to the other side of his desk as the other man sighed, leaving the room. "Please, forgive my brother, he can be quite impatient." Thor laughed shifted through some papers "Brother?" You asked, looking at Thor's dark blonde hair and large build compared to the other man's raven hair and lithe build "yes..adopted." Thor said matter of factly as you nodded.
"Ok, y/n I would like to begin seeing you once a week to begin your treatment." Thor said writing something down "that often?" You asked furrowing your eyebrows "yes, I believe whatever happened with this.."relationship" has put a great deal on you, and I want to help you." He said air quoting. "I'm not sure I can afford that." You said as he stood, rounding the desk again "I told you y/n..I will take care of you. You have nothing to worry about" He smiled, handing you an appointment card, your fingers brushing his sending a shock through your finger tips. You looked down seeing your appointment was in a few days as you stood up, slipping it into your pocket "ok, thank you doct...Thor." You corrected seeing him smile "good girl, now come." He said, a shiver running through you at his praise making you feel uneasy.
He opened the door, waving you in front of him as he locked his door following behind you. "Now y/n, I want you to go home, take a nice hot bath, slip into your softest nightgown and...relax." He smiled, his eyes traveling up and down your body making you tense "are you ready Thor?" You heard the man before "family...am I right?" He smiled again as you chuckled nervously "I shall see you in a few days miss y/n." He said tilting his head "see you then." You said, hurrying towards the door, looking back seeing his eyes hadn't left you you quickly walked out, making your way to your car as fast as you could.
ooOOoo
You drove home, thinking about the interaction with the doctor. Maybe he's a toucher...you thought to yourself getting out of the car, remembering the grip he had on your knee, his large hand splayed across the door when you tried to leave. You could still feel his eyes on you, sending a shiver down your spine as you walked into your apartment, dropping your keys in the bowl by the door. You looked around sighing as you took in the silence. It had been a month since you moved out of your shared apartment with Shaun and you still weren't used to it. You walked to your room, pulling out your silk night gown laying it out on your bed, grabbing a towel you headed to the bathroom, sitting on the tub you turned the water on, pouring in your favorite lilac scented bubble bath, watching the tub fill as you undressed, stepping in lowering yourself into the hot water you closed your eyes, laying back letting it work the tension from your muscles.
"That's it muffin...relax for me." he whispered in your ear making you sigh, feeling his large hand slowly run up your thigh. "I need to see if you taste as sweet as you sound." He cooed, his lips slowly trailing down your collarbone, his teeth grazing your skin making your back arch. "Ah ah, be a good girl and hold still." He said, his deep voice vibrating through you as he lowered himself between your legs, spreading his hand across your stomach. "Mm..you smell exquisite." He growled, placing a kiss on your inner thigh, nipping at the sensative skin as your fingers threaded through his hair, pulling him closer.
"Eager are we?" He laughed, hooking your legs over his wide shoulders. "Don't worry muffin...I'll take good care of you." He purred, placing a soft kiss on your hip bone. "Aaahh....y....yes.....please...." you moaned, trying to rock closer to him, whining as his hand on your stomach held you in place, his large biceps locking your legs around him "I thought you were going to be my good girl." He said, his breath grazing your flesh "i..I am..I'm s...sorry." you breathed, trying to hold as still as possible. "That's right....show me you are worthy..." he trailed off. You opened your eyes, seeing the white ceiling looking down your eyes met electric blue ones seeing him smile as his lips met you skin..
You jolted up, water splashing to the floor as you gripped the side of the tub. "Holy shit." You breathed, running a hand through your hair. You looked down seeing the bubbles had dissipated, still able to feel his hands on you...his warmth seeping into you. "I need a vacation." You muttered, standing up wrapping the towel around yourself heading into your bedroom. You quickly changed, laying in bed you stared at the ceiling, the dream about your doctor leaving an uneasy feeling inside you, deciding it might be best to look for a different therapist as you closed your eyes hoping for a dreamless sleep.
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I didn't know who else wanted to be tagged lol
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flordeamatista · 1 year
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𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌,
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Fairytale @sunshine-on-my-mind
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Date night with biker!steve @/angrythingstarlight
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Visions are Seldom all they Seem @lfnr-blog-blog-blog
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And the Clouds Danced @/late-to-the-party-81
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Countdown (A New Hire AU) @boxofbonesfic
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La Estrella de mi Vida (Part 1 of 3) @flightlessangelwings
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Hello!!! Can I please have Thor with 🍪Gingerbread House!! Thankyou 🥰😘😍
Gingerbread house husband
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Pairing: Thor x Reader
Warnings: 18+ fluff!
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The house smelled amazing, toasty sweet and a hint of burnt batter. Your face scrunched at the off smell as it reached your nostrils, rousing you from your sleep in an instant.
Putting on a pair of soft slippers, you went hunting for the source downstairs in the kitchen; the visual you were met with left you pleasantly surprised.
The God of Thunder who made your kitchen smaller than it actually was, wearing an apron with his hair tied up, hunched over the counter holding a piping bag decorating a piece of gingerbread. By the looks of it, he had burnt the last batch which sat on the cooling rack, a bit of smoke emitting it still.
You chuckled as he diligently wiped his hands on the cloth that rested on his shoulder, getting his attention as he looked up with a million dollar grin on his face.
“Good morning, my love!” Thor came around the counter to give you a quick kiss and hug, you giggled as a bit of whipped cream rubbed off on your cheek from his bristly beard.
“What are you up to this morning Thor? And why is my kitchen looking like its been swept by a thunderstorm?” You smirked, taking a seat on the counter that wasn’t covered in Thor’s baking essentials.
“I looked up Christmas traditions on Midgard using the telephone you’ve gifted me, and this was one of them! Gingerbread homes. I wanted to surprise you.”
He smiled proudly at his creation, attempting to assemble it properly, concentrating all of his attention on the task at hand. Your heart warmed at the sight, making your love for the Demi-God increase tenfold.
You ran up to Thor and hugged him tight, pressing a kiss to his chest since that was the place you could best reach, looking up at him fondly.
“Firstly it’s a gingerbread house and secondly, how in the world did I get so lucky to have you in my life? You’re unreal Odinson.”
You giggled, grateful that he picked you up for you to kiss him, tasting sweet chocolate and cream; by the way his bulky arms slid up your body you knew there’s be quite a delay actually tasting the dessert he’d prepared.
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lostalioth · 1 year
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hi jules <3 may I request a lil thing?
what do you think of a fluffy thor x reader taking care of sick!reader? or sam wilson x reader, whatever inspires you the most. thanks sweets!!
(this is for @openheart-odinson to cheer her up <33)
𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐩
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→ premise: thor isnt too familiar with the common midguardian cold, all he knows is you arent feeling well. in an attempt to do his best taking care of you, he resorts to goggle.
→ paring: thor odinson x fem!reader
→ warnings: fluff, sick!reader, established relationship, reader being taken care of, slight himbo!thor, possibly ooc thor, nicknames [babe, love, sweetheart]
→ a/n: ahh so I’ve never written for thor but I couldn’t help be a bit self indulgent and do the option of thor taking care of reader, as well as couldn’t help doing this request because it is from alix
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Thor was still very new to all things midgardian, no matter how much time he’s spent on earth and around mortals. Therefore some of the things you do and go through that are normal to you are a mystery to him, though he loves you deeply he does question you quite often.
“What’s wrong, love?” He questioned as he walked into your shared master bedroom. “You seem upset, why are you still in bed? its noon” his voice was laced with worry and confusion now. He brings a hand up to your face to rub his thumb across your cheek and the skin under your eye. The small action made your heart swell with affection. Through a small cough you manage to get out a sentence “I have a cold” your voice came out cracked near the end, worrying your boyfriend even further.
Your head feels very hazy and cloudy, sinuses so congested that you have to resort to breathing through your mouth.
“Well if you’re cold, I’ll just go fetch you a blanket to warm you up silly girl” he lifts his hand off up, causing a whimper to escape your lips like a plea. Giving you a look full of love and sympathy he turns on his heels to head to the old spruce trunk where all the extra bedding and blankets are stored. You weakly shake your head no at him, unbeknownst to him as his wide shoulders and back were now facing you. “No thor, i have a cold, as in im sick” your voice somehow comes out weaker than before.
“Sick?? Do i need to phone the doctor babe, is it bad?” His joking tone switched quickly back to the confused and concerned tone it had before. You let out a small throaty chuckle that leads to a big cough. Thor is quick to inch forward to you to lay a hand on the middle of your back in an attempt to comfort you, as you sit up in bed for what felt like the first time in hours. Once your coughing fit calmed down you looked up at him as he let out a small huff in relief, though his brows remained furrowed. “No my love, I’ll be fine, it's a common illness. It usually passes in a few days.” You offer the teddy bear of a man comforting you a smile as best as you can muster. “Have you never had a cold before? Or the flu?” Thor seemed completely oblivious to what a cold was so you were very curious and it was now your turn to look confused.
“Most of us asgardians are immune to your earthly illnesses and diseases sweetheart”. You give him a small nod in acknowledgment as your eyes grew heavier.
“I’ll let you rest babe, sweet dreams” a small smile spreads across thor's face as you snuggle down under the plush covers, letting sleep quickly consume you. He leans down and leaves a quick peck on your forehead before heading out of the bedroom and down the hall. While you laid peacefully in your soft bed, giving your body some well needed rest, he had a mission.
Softly opening and closing the door to your office he settles down into your soft desk chair getting to work. He knew enough about how to use the computer from missions with Stark and what you've taught him that he is able to open google. Signing into his account instead of yours, he got right to work researching cold remedies. He was determined to help you the best he could.
After enough research he set off into the kitchen to make you a hot cup of tea as well as a bowl of chicken noodle soup. As the tea steeped and the soup was heating up he drew you a warm bath, setting out new clothes for you on the counter. One of his old shirts that you loved stealing and he loved seeing you wear even if it was a tad big on you. As well as a new pair of underwear and socks. He also sets out your shampoo, conditioner, body wash and all the other things needed.
After waking you up to bring you the cup of tea and soup to make sure you’ve eaten, he carries you to the en suite bathroom attached to your master bedroom and begins bathing you.
For the rest of the day he tends to you in any way you need, bringing you a snack, water, medicine whatever he could possibly get.
In the end the best remedy for your cold was a good night's rest, thor's arms holding you tight to his chest.
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→ a/n: i hope you enjoyed!! and i hope thor wasn’t too outta character :)
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thorst · 1 month
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The End of the World and Junk
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Thor Odinson & Darcy Lewis • Earth 616/MCU canon compliant • General: No warnings • Fix-it of sorts, Post Avengers: Infinity War, Pre Avengers: Endgame, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Friendship fic • ~1200 words, ongoing
Summary: All work and no play makes Darcy a dull girl. But after the Snap, what else is there to do? Go and help a friend in need, it turns out. One the newspapers are tearing to shreds after the battle that fractured the universe. One who had always seemed so indomitable that even after the end of the world, nobody thought to check in on.
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Nothing had prepared Darcy for how boring the apocalypse would be. Most everything else, she'd expected. Loneliness was a given, the fear came and went, the sadness unavoidable. But all of these things had always seemed a natural part of the end of the world. Not jarring, but expected. This was the third day running she'd knocked off from work, made her way home, and proceeded to spend a full five minutes stood frozen in her doorway, keys in hand, realising she had nothing to do and no one to see. For all that it was Friday night, she may as well have stayed at work. She'd never felt more like Jane. And there was the sadness again.
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wint3r-h3art · 7 months
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Carpe Noctum | wint3r-h3art’ 2023 Spoopy Event
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It’s October, and you know what that means: spooky fun. I welcome you to Carpe Noctum, my first-ever spooky season event!
In the next four weeks, I will post four fics with four different characters with various horror/dark themes & kinks
As usual, this is 18+ only! Minors do not interact! All of the fics will contain dark and horror elements & themes that will be out of my usual scope. Therefore, you are responsible for your own media consumption. Heed the warnings of each fic and proceed cautiously.
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Week 1: vampire!Miguel
Contains horror elements like blood, and darker theme like dub con & hunter/prey, blood play, oral fixation, and breeding kink.
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Week 2: werewolf!Frank Castle
Contains horror elements like body horror & gore. Choking kink, size kink, & breeding kink.
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Week 3: Reaper!Thor
Contains horror elements of body horror &blood/gore. Will be dubcon, stalking, size kink, breeding kink, & hunter/prey
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Week 4: warlock! Bucky
Contains body horror elements, some gore. Stalking, possessive behavior, bondage, & corruption kink.
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Playlist | Follow @wint3r-library for updates | Divider by @benkeibear
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ughdontbeboring · 4 months
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so y’all know that part of Advengers End Game when Tony asks what’s wrong with Thor while Thor is just sulking, THEN Thor stalks Danvers with THAT stare down? Yea…sis..listen…PUSSY WET 🤷🏻‍♀️
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boxofbonesfic · 2 years
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🎃Happy October everyone! 🎃 I am so pleased to be participating in Kinktober this year! Of course I had to put my own spin on it, so without further ado, let me tell you what you have to look forward to this smutty, spooky season! 
Every week during the month of October, I will release three kinktober themed ficlets, no more than 2k words each! I have already created a handy little guide for what (and who) to expect this year! It’s a healthy mix of all the things I love, a little horror, a little dark, a little soft!dark—all the things I’m sure you guys have come to expect from me. Right now, all of the options are crossed out because they aren’t posted yet! As I post them, I will add links to this masterlist, and un-cross the list items as I go! Please remember to mind the warnings and tags, and please, enjoy yourselves! 
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𝒮𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹𝓊𝓁𝑒:
Week 1: 
Reflection (Ari Levinson x Reader)
Cut (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Exhibit (Lloyd Hansen x Reader)
Week 2:
Bound (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Size (Thor Odinson x Reader)
Edge (Ransom Drysdale x Reader)
Week 3:
Alpha (Lloyd Hansen x Reader)
Aftercare (Steve Rogers x Reader)
Switched (Andy Barber x Reader, Dennis Baker x Reader)
Week 4:
Taste (Steve Kemp x Reader)
Praise: (Lee Bodecker x Reader)
Beg (Curtis Everett x Reader)
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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years
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Prompt me up!
“Show me how much you need me.” + Thor please ♥️
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Pairing: Thor Odinson x Asgardian female reader
Word Count: 700 words
A/N: this was juicy :) I don't think thor could ever be a mean dom, just really amused that you are always cockdrunk.
warnings: female reader, masturbation, dry humping, penetrative sex.
Main Master list ・❥・Thor Odinson Masterlist
18+ only minors dni!
It's late.
It's very late at night and all you can do is toss and turn in your lover's enormous bed. The sheets are velvet and red and his pillows are larger than your body yet without him there is hard for you to sleep.
Until you reach for his clothes, tossed in the nearby armchair, falling off to the ground. They still got his smell. That masculine beautiful aroma that occupies your thoughts.
You grab his shirt bring it to your nose and inhale, a loud moan echoing through the enormous chamber. Smelled just like him.
He should have been home, he should have come to the kingdom hours ago but alas Thor could never say no to a good fight. You knew this and you couldn't complain. All you could was touch yourself to the thought of him engulfing you with his body, shifting his weight on you and totally crushing you.
Maybe also breaking the bed.
You laugh to yourself at the memory as you lower his shirt on your body, rubbing it with your thighs.
You try and try and try, but it's not enough it could never be enough and yet it brings you warmth and comfort knowing how wet his shirt is right now.
You giggle to yourself as you are touching your breasts, your legs moving on the mattress, rubbing, rubbing...
"Ahem."
Until you can hear him. His strong baritone voice, shifting his body weight on the door, crossing his arms.
Oh. he was covered in spare blood and he looked completely amused at you.
"Thor..." You mewl, looking at him with a pout. "I missed you so much."
"I can tell." He chuckles, and his complete relaxed aura about it has you motioning for him to come closer.
"Oh, no I am staying right here." He smiles determined in his stance.
"But Thor." You protest. burying your fingers inside your pussy. There's no way he could possibly resist that, right?
"Show me how much you need me." He proclaims cocking an eyebrow.
You pout more as you push your finger further inside yourself, feverishly trying to fuck yourself, as your other hand comes around to rub away at your clit, hoping Thor is gonna enjoy your performance.
He seems motionless just watching you like that yet you can clearly see the tent that is visible on his pants. That's where you focus. Just a few more minutes and it would all be yours.
"Thor...Thor...please..." You moan out, speeding up your movements.
"Cum, my little butterfly, sing for me."
And that you do, breaking the coil inside you as your orgasm washes through your body, shouting his name. But is an unsatisfactory mild one.
You need him and only need him.
"Not happy are we?" He muses as he finally begins to move towards you. "You usually scream so loud for me, what happened?"
"I need you..." You whine reaching out to him.
"I could argue that I asked you to show me how much you needed me and yet all I got is this."
"You'll get much more if you let me sit in your lap."
He chuckles, the sound filling the room as he begins to walk closer to you to the bed, his heavy leather pants echoing with him. He looks delicious and you know you could never reach another high without him.
He then puts on a show for you, taking off his belt, then his boots, throwing them on the floor tossing his shirt away and then his cock springs free. So hard and big that it makes you whimper with a loud moan.
And he sits down motioning for you to come to him. Instantly you are on his lap, stroking his cock.
"I love you." You whimper, lust bright in your eyes.
"Oh, I know. I think you are such a cockslut that you could never love anything else."
"Can you blame me?"
He doesn't reply, instead he grips your hips and eases you on his cock and that's when you finally show him how much you needed him.
And maybe you don't stop until you are so satisfied you know you can't really stand still again.
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ijustwant2write · 2 years
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Too Trusting-Thor Odinson x Reader
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Summary: (Y/N) starts to sense a pattern whenever Thor tells stories of his brother, and she can't help but point it out to him.
Characters: Thor Odinson x Reader
Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name
Warnings: Arguing, fluff
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As Thor told me yet another tale about Loki, I had to stop myself making faces or rolling my eyes, because I knew what was coming next as he spoke. Although he was telling the story in a joyful way, I knew that he had gone through a lot of hurt due to his brother. This was how the anecdote would go: Thor was the hero, he needed help, bargains with Loki, everything goes smoothly until Loki betrays him and/or fakes his death. The day would still be saved but Thor was still upset over his brother.
"My love, did you hear what I said?" Thor asked.
"Yes, I did." I didn't mean to snap.
"What is wrong? Did something happened today? I'm sorry, I never asked, I just started rambling."
"No, nothing happened today. It's just..." I didn't know how to go about this without hurting his feelings.
"Yes?"
"Thor, these stories are all the same."
"Oh, I do not believe they are, I've been on many adventures and quests, none are the same as the other."
"Not the stories per say. It seems that every time Loki is involved he...he uses you."
He scoffed with a smile."What?"
"He always either betrays you or lies to you about dying. I just thought after all these times, maybe you would clock onto it."
"Are you saying I'm stupid?" he stood from the bed where we had been lying opposite each other.
I sat up."No, of course not! It's more like, you're too trusting."
"And that's a bad thing?"
"Sometimes it is."
"You don't know Loki, you've never met him."
"I know, but what else am I supposed to think when all the stories you tell me portray him as the cunning one?"
"That's what he is though, the God of Mischief, it's in his nature."
"I understand that Thor, but I thought mischief might mean playing tricks on people. Not invading Earth."
"I told you about that time he turned into snake and bit me, right?"
I sighed, it either wasn't getting through to him or he was too stubborn to admit I was right.
"You don't know my brother. He's...misunderstood. He did not receive the love father gave me as we grew up."
"Well, that's very unfortunate but what did you ever do to him?"
I could see he was getting angry now. I really didn't want this to turn into an argument, maybe I shouldn't have said anything. But if I couldn't tell him, who could?
"Thor, please can you just sit down? I really didn't mean to upset you."
"Well I can't stop thinking about it now. Who else sees me as an idiot? Was I a fool in front of all of my family and friends, my friends from work?"
He was pacing now, slowly, but it was clear to see he was trying to keep calm. When he was angry it wasn't pretty. He had never directed it at me, and I know he wouldn't now, however this had hit a nerve.
"No one sees you that way." I crawled to the egde of the bed, now sat on top of my knees."I only brought it up because I don't like thinking of you in those situations. I just...it sounded like you didn't realise what was happening in those moments."
"I would like to see you battling monsters and evil men, I don't think you would come out of it lightly." he spat.
My mouth dropped open. Now I was angry too. I stood on the bed, only just coming to eye level with him.
"This isn't about me winning any battles! I know I wouldn't last a second out there. Why aren't you acknowledging this?"
"Because no matter how many times I gave him a chance he let me down!"
A sudden crack of thunder made me jump, I faltered on the bed, almost falling. Thor moved to steady me until he saw that I quickly regained myself. But it was weet to see him still caring even though we were bickering.
I let a few seconds pass by, a small trickle of rain gently hit against the windows. OK, it wasn't a huge storm, that was a good thing.
"Thor," I gently said, stepping down to the floor,"I'm sorry for confronting you about this. I thought maybe you were in denial. And I understand why you would be. You love Loki, you want to give him second chances because you're a good person, you see the good in everyone. But you can't let yourself be in harms way when things like that happen. What if the next time he betrayed you-"
"There may not be a next time!" he then looked like he was thinking."Oh, I'm beginning to see what you mean."
I calmly continued."What if next time he betrays you, you get seriously hurt, or killed even! And even if Loki quickly regretted his decision, it could be too late to save you."
Thor lowered his head. He hated being wrong, just like I did. I watched as he turned his back to me, sitting on the end of the bed. I had learned that although Thor liked to be alone with his thoughts, he did need a calmer person to talk things through, make him see this all from a different perspective.
"I didn't meant to make you sad." I mumbled, looking out at the rain."I hope you know I said all this because I love you. It would crush me to see Loki go behind your back again."
He didn't say anything, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. Slowly I approached him, kneeling on the bed again but behind him. I rested my whole body on his back, wrapping my arms around his torso as much as I could.
"Please talk to me."
"I know you are right. But I don't want you to be."
Oh, he sounded so sad.
"Neither do I. You now I didn't say it out of spite against you or Loki. It's just hard to paint a pretty picture of him."
"I know."
I kissed the back of his shoulder."Do you want to be alone?"
"No." he placed a hand over mine."But, please can we not talk about this anymore?"
"Of course."
"I wish you could meet him. Or have met him before he turned into what he is now."
"Me too."
"I hate disloyalty and dishonesty. I am sorry I got angry but it is a difficult subject for me to talk about."
"I know. Shall we just go back to lying down together?"
"Yes."
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michelleleewise · 1 year
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Worthy Masterlist-
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Pairing: Dark! Thor x female reader
Warnings: manipulation, power imbalance, coercion, drugging, abduction, stalking, mentions of past trauma, forced imprisonment, swearing, mild violence, dubcon/subcon elements, unwanted touching, each chapter will have its own warnings. Please read them before proceeding.
Summary: After your recent breakup your self esteem is at an all time low, so you take your friends advice and seek professional help, not knowing what may lie ahead....
A/N- mood board made by the lovely and talented @mochie85!!! Thank you so much!!! This is my first venture into dark stories, let's see what happens.
Again, this is a dark fic and 18+. Do not proceed if any of the warnings are upsetting.
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Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
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