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thorkiloves · 1 year
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Thorki Prompt
Loki, God of Mischief going to Midgard ‘cause he’s bored. Meeting at a tavern a strong blond warrior who’s drinking the night out and looking for someone to mate with. 
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mischievous-thunder · 5 months
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theangrykimchi · 3 months
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For the Thorki kiss number 33 please 🙏
I had such a hard time deciding which premise I wanted for this kiss it was insane lol I hope you will like some canon-adjacent thoughts 🥰
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“-the righteousness surging! Hey, do you want to have a rousing discussion about truth? Honor? Patriotism? God bless Amer–hmpf!”
Loki lets the Captain’s Glamour drop as he gets knocked back against a pillar, Thor's massive hand pressing against his mouth to shut him up. He thrashes a little at the sudden manhandling but it's mostly for show. Loki knows this. Thor also knows this, because as soon as Loki grabs his hand Thor retracts it.
“What?” snarls Loki, more irritated by the fact Thor gave up so easily than being handled in that way by him.
Thor takes away his hand resting on the side of Loki’s neck and along with it his warmth, and steps back, silent and somber like a stone statue. He isn't even looking at him and that stokes the fires of Loki's ire. He keeps quiet, though, when he notices the guards passing by them some feet down the hall, subconsciously moving closer to Thor. The last thing he'd want right now would be to be thrown back in his cell before getting to have some fun, so he waits until the guards have vanished down another corridor, before he speaks.
“You could at least furnish me with a weapon. My daggers–something.”
Thor finally looks at him, scowling—Loki doesn't care, elation fluttering in his gut—and pulls something metallic from inside his drab cape.
“At last,” Loki smiles widely, offering his hands for the weapon to be placed inside them, “a little common sens-...”
A pair of seidr-dampening handcuffs locks around his wrists and it's Loki's turn to scowl now, raising his hands between them, glaring at Thor.
“I thought you liked tricks.” Thor chuckles and is about to walk away when, in a motion quick as lightning, Loki throws his arms above and over his brother's head and pulls him close by the neck, bringing their mouths together in a forceful kiss that doesn't last more than a few seconds. Thor’s hand slaps against his lean chest in reflex, pushing him back against the wall again, growling. “Loki–”
“I do like tricks. Especially ones played at your expense.” Loki purrs and locks his hands firmly behind Thor's neck, tangling his fingers in long, blond strands of hair. Thor doesn't come easier when Loki pulls him close this time but their lips come together in another kiss that doesn't last longer than the last. The third, though, this one does last longer and the flutter in Loki's belly turns into a blizzard as Thor loses himself into the silky side, the familiar taste for a few moments more.
When he speaks, his voice has lowered, got raspier, sending sparks down Loki's spine to his toes for hearing it like that again after all this time, filled with want. “There's no time for your games, brother.”
A long leg wraps around Thor's hip, keeping him firmly pressed against Loki, their manhoods rubbing together through layers of clothing.
“This is where you are mistaken, dear Thor, there's always time for a little fun to be had.”
Those massive hands finally return to Loki's body, one pressing bruises above his hipbone and the other cradling his neck. So fiercely. So tenderly.
“This doesn't change anything, I'm still angry at you,” Thor whispers before Loki seals their mouths together in a biting, unforgiving kiss that leaves them seeking more and more when it's over.
They don't pull apart until a commotion from down the hall compels them to do so, Loki already thinking of how he's going to tease his brother into ravishing his mouth again at the first possible moment when a hard slap makes his head turn. With his lips still tingling and bruised from their kisses, it takes every little ounce of self-control in him not to start laughing at Thor's new amore’s face.
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artforkuponuts · 3 months
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viking AU 😊
1. Thor is hopeless about braiding his own hair so especially before raids Loki combs it and plaits it and adorns him with beads and leather twine and even locks of his own hair for remembrance and safe keeping. It's their own little ritual.
2. Loki is both feared and loved, reviled and sought after because of his seidr. He is considered ergi though no one will say it to his face. So he has a modest house outside of the town walls, near the water where he feels closer to nature.
3.Loki is a HOPELESS cook so often times he will come up with excuses to visit Thor especially around dinner time.
4.Loki DEFINITELY has cats,,, like a lot of cats (Norwegian forest cats?). And sometimes it freaks Thor out how intelligent and sneaky they are even though he loves animals.
5. On some occasions Loki overdoes it with his magic and is left too weak to do anything. Thor discovers him like this once and takes him to his own house to help him rest and heal.
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kingthunder · 7 months
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i haven't written anything in so long. too long. help me tumblr. send prompts to my inbox.
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mermaid loki who's also an enchantress and rules the oasis in thor's desert
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Thorki | Bite Me Like You Do
♧Prompt: True mates
Also on AO3
(A/N: Loki was supposed to be playfully biting thor but.. my drawing skills only allow this lol sorry 😅. And yeah i know it doesn't seem like thor or loki so sorry for that too ehehe) The wolf pic on the moon is taken from google, not mine -i was already tired from the rest. Also, that's a mate mark on Thor's neck. Made with kleki paint tool for thormegaverse by thot-son-of-odin
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givereadersahug · 1 year
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My Fanfic 💖 A Star's Birth (Marvel)
Title: A Star's Birth
Fandom: Marvel
Main Pairing: Thor/Loki, Hela/Odin (one-sided)
Challenge: @flashfictionfridayofficial
Prompt: #185 - Birth of a Star
Rating: General
Word Count: 752
Tags: Ficlet, Childhood
Summary:
The many beginnings of Odin's children.
Fic: Below the cut.
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All the crops and livestocks died the day Hela was born. Black clouds and fire reigned over the land as her mother pushed and pushed. Death was in her blood as she took in the kingdom — the golden buildings marred with soot and the fields riddled with mites.
Her father used her destructive tendencies for his own misdeeds, ever a soldier in his eyes, while he was the general. She had no one for companionship. There was only a purpose and the exploitation of her purpose.
All was well.
Centuries passed, and the wars continued. And Hela grew to want more — more land, more power, more control.
She plotted her own father's demise. She, herself, knew what was best for Asgard and their conquered lands. Her father's new bride spewed nonsense in his ears when it was Hela who knew what was best for him and for the kingdom.
She raged, and she screamed.
She plotted, and she schemed.
And she went for a kiss, making a rare error in judgment.
He banished her off his realms, as it was his right.
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Sunshine and opulence marked Thor's birth. While Hela brought death, Thor brought prosperity.
The land welcomed their son — his fertility, his lightning, his thunder. He provided the rain and the seed for the blossoming realms. Never was there a year where they lived without.
The people rejoiced; his parents dotted.
He was a star in their eyes, and his birth marked a new beginning. No more warfare, no more battles. No manipulating heir seeking her own power and influence.
His father gazed at Thor's blue eyes and blonde hair and vowed not to make the same mistake.
But Thor needed a sibling, someone to play and conspire with. Another who would smooth out Thor's edges and fill in the chasms. The people saw Thor as the perfect child, but no one was ever perfect. This, his father knew. The only saving grace was that Thor was not Hela. No one needed death and warfare when there was no war to be fought and no land to be protected. At least not from a bringer of life and fertility.
The realm was plunged back into war a century after his birth, and Hela's name was missed.
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Loki was born a runt — a thing to be discarded and forgotten. No stars and moons lit up the sky the night he was thrusted into being. He did not cry, nor did he whimper when his king placed him at the temple for the sacrifice.
He was a runt, but not without smarts — an intuitive nature serendipitous bestowed upon one who was discarded. The child laid still. His magic protected him from the elements, swirls of green vapors surrounding his form.
Then a sound, and he was found.
Loki was chosen and whisked away. He was given a brother. A mother. A father.
He was given books and life, while his heritage was hidden away.
Not that it mattered, his father reasoned.
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Hela had death. Thor had life. And Loki had his magic — his trickeries and his lies.
Their father only saw his mistakes, but he tried.
Hela, the forgotten child, seethed from below.
Loki, the spare, followed grimly behind the chosen heir.
And Thor?
Thor only saw his brother. Someone who would always be by his side, no matter how ignorant and arrogant he became. They suffered through the pains of childhood together, and they suffered through the burden of the realms on their shoulders.
They were more than brothers. They were one and the same.
Or so Loki said one night after a kiss and a fumble.
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Loki once took Thor to see a star's birth and explained how the elements came together — the gravity, the pressure, the fusion.
"Never doubt I love you," Loki had said as they watched in awe, him always asserting himself behind Thor's grand shadows.
"May our paths never diverged," Thor had said, enraptured by the moment, wanting only his brother to stand by his side.
They made a promise that day, as young men wont to do. Each of Odin's children had different beginnings, even if they themselves didn't know of their start. The brothers don't have a gift of foresight; they could never see the many paths that laid out before them. What they could only hope for was a path that laid side-by-side and for the other to never stray.
It was a dream and a promise.
They were meant to be broken, anyway.
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cutepandaprincess · 2 years
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He walks to you and holds your hand. Gently passes his fingers through your hair, tucking it behind your ear.
Slowly he pressed his forehead against yours and whispers "I love you"
Right there.
That's when you know you're complete.
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starkerlove · 2 years
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Looking for a switch dominant Loki to roleplay with my Thor.
I'm open to writing third person POV, medium to long term replies
I roleplay on discord cutepandaprincess#3930
I just really need to get this lack of thorki frustration off my head
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colifower · 3 months
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Day two!
Prompt: Email
Tw: thorki flirtation ;)
“This could have been an email,” Thor muttered, looking from the screen to his ticket to and for. He pursed his lips. She really could have emailed my lawyers the rest of the divorce papers. No need to make me waste my morning here…”
“Excuse me sir,” a voice said behind him.
Thor turned around and looked up and down the young lad. Mid-twenties, skinny jeans and a way too big t-shirt, even for his wide and bony shoulders.
“Sorry,” blinked Thor.
The stranger smirked his way. “Not a problem. Not… a problem at all,” he said. His gaze, ravishing him from afar. “I was wondering where to put this on,” the boy started, wiggling the stamp. “You know, I already licked it.”
“Oh did you?”
“Yeah… still sticky between my fingers.”
Was he… Thor shook his head. “Stamp goes on the back. top right corner.”
“Thanks,” the stranger beamed. “Do you… by any chance have any?”
Thor lifted his envelope. “Pre stamped.”
The stranger slumped slightly. He’s what… twenty something? Young. Maybe two young for him. Thor looked at his mail. Oh, what the hell! “You’ll find that I’m seldom right and even less often a top,” he winked.
The stranger’s gaze darkened. “Loki,” he offered his hand.
“Thor,” the other said, his gaze still stuck on his.
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teckmonky · 1 year
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I miss being here..
I miss the community I was a part of here, during the hight of marvel movies... When avengers 1 came, when I first got into Marvel, then started playing avengers academy and made silly GIFs of the characters, which turned into comics
I miss going through entire blogs of frostiron and thorki, just to catch up with others in the fandom, and read all those amazing fics, filled with amazing, heartwarming and soul crushing plots..
I miss talking daily to my friends, especially @chaos-in-the-making @satanssyn-n-things , I miss calling one of my friends in the middle of the night just to fangirl about Loki, his past, and his possible future with characters and what the future held
I miss when the trailer for Thor Ragnarok came, and wine mama Loki was born
And then I just took on this persona of wine mama Loki, that loved and accepted everyone, and adopted everyone, everyone here was family to me, *is* family to me, still
I miss when we all made silly prompts and everyone would come along and add their own twist to it
Tumblr is a different experience than any other website or social media, Tumblr isn't an algorithm or a system, Tumblr makes me feel warm and happy, no follow numbers, no posts flop, nothing of the sort even matter, as long as your group of silly people interact with what you post
I'm really happy I grew up with *this* site instead of twitter or Instagram, because the people I met here and the experiences I had here are what made me what I am today
I just wanted to say I love you all so very much, so so much, I've always loved and cared for every single one of you, and I always think of those who messaged me, asking for wine mama Loki's comfort, and acceptance
I still think of the person who came to me, depressed, saying to me that they had cancer, and had nothing to live for, I think of you, and wonder if you're still alive
I still think of the people who had no one, and came to me, a stranger on the internet, because they wanted the warmth of a mother, even a fictional one, or a persona, I remember you all, I gave you words of encouragement and virtual hugs, I gave you what I needed to hear at that time, and it helped heal my own soul
I'm still here, and I'll stay here
The love I have for Tumblr, not the site, but the people on it, is endless
I love you all, and I'm still right here <3
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mischievous-thunder · 8 months
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theangrykimchi · 3 months
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Send me a number and I will write a Thorki kiss
1. …good morning.
2. …goodnight.
3. …goodbye.
4. …where it hurts.
5. …where it doesn’t hurt.
6. …on a falling tear.
7. …to shut them up.
8. …in secrecy.
9. …in public.
10. …desperately.
11. …in joy.
12. …in grief.
13. …discreetly.
14. …casually.
15. …passionately.
16. …lazily.
17. …to distract.
18. …as encouragement.
19. …for luck.
20. …on a scar.
21. …on a place of insecurity.
22. …in a rush of adrenaline.
23. …in relief.
24. …in danger.
25. …as a ‘yes’.
26. …as an apology.
27. …as a suggestion.
28. …as a lie.
29. …as a promise.
30. …as comfort.
31. …after a small rejection.
32. …to wake up.
33. …forcefully.
34. …to pretend.
35. …to gain something.
36. …to give up control.
37. …without a motive.
38. …because they’re running out of time.
39. …because time’s run out.
40. …because the world is ending.
41. …because the world is saved.
42. …out of pride.
43. …out of greed.
44. …out of lust.
45. …out of anger.
46. …out of envy or jealousy.
47. …out of spite.
48. …out of habit.
49. …out of necessity.
50. …out of love
OG list/OP(deactivated)
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castratedvader · 11 months
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sadly i gotta report that the next natasha siegel book will not be about my historical blorbi :/ rip gay shitty """historical""" thorki au you will be missed for all the funny posts you prompted
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(Lateposting! Sorry 😅 )
Day 6: heat/rut suppressants
Summary: "Thanks at a lot for ruining my life, Laufeyson."
"No, please-!"
Loki desperately tried to take ahold of his hand but Thor violently shook it off, rage in his veins and hatred in his eyes as he stormed away. Yet, his traitorous heart still hung onto the words that would haunt him forever:
"-don't.. leave"
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