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soliloquent-stark · 6 months
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thor losing his cool around tony (and tony being unbothered)
robert downey jr and chris hemsworth in avengers (2012), avengers: age of ultron (2015), and avengers: endgame (2019)
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bitchystxrk3000 · 2 months
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Thor: I put the pun in punishment.
Ned: I put the top in unstoppable.
Peter: I put the cute in execute.
Y/N: I put the sexy in dyslexia.
MJ: I put the ass in class.
Loki: I put the D in Y/N.
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Tony: What language do they speak at the center of the earth? Tony: Core-ean Thor: The center of the earth is around 5430 degrees Celsius! Nobody is going to live there so they don’t need a language! Clint: Core-ean.
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imnothulk · 4 months
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Coming back from that whatsimacallit with Thor made me realize I'm very attracted to men. It wasn't Thor that made me realize, but I can now admit that that man is a piece of eye candy
I say this platonically
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supercap2319 · 4 months
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You and your nemesis Peter Parker compare dicks. Thor gets involved.
You can't believe how this started, but you also didn't stop it either. It was no secret that your nemesis was Peter Benjamin Parker. The two of you hated each other since you were babies. You always competed with each other in every single thing that you did, and tonight was no different.
You and Parker were having a dick measuring contest to see which one of you was packing more downstairs. It didn't start out that way. It was just that your father, Tony, invited Parker here as his intern. He wanted you to have friends over even though Parker wasn't your friend. You despised him, but your dad didn't know that.
He entered your room like he owned the place as you made a sarcastic comment against him, which he so instantly returned. It became a full match of witty comments and lewd remarks until you both got on the topic of which one of you had the biggest dick.
"See? I'm way bigger than you, Parker." You said.
"No you're not. I am." Peter argued.
You held your dicks close together in a lewd fashion as the door opened to reveal Thor. "Rejoice young Stark. For I, Thor Odinson, have found more of the pops of tarts inside the–what in Odin's beard is going on?" He looks at both you and Parker as you guys blushed.
You tried to open your mouth to say something. Anything, but nothing came out. "Ah. Thou are having a contest of manhood comparison? Huzzah! I shall join your bout." He pulled down his pants and revealed his massive hammer and orbs.
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bean-bean2000 · 18 days
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The Maid - Part 5
Pairing: Loki x reader (on going series)
Warnings: Angst, abuse, mental health (depression, mentions of suicidal thoughts), swearing, mentions of torture and rape. Loki being an ass.
Please read at your own risk. Your own media consumption is not my responsibility. Please read and review the warnings before proceeding.
Thank you and enjoy!
Author's note: Sorry for the wait! Work and school got hectic. Hope you enjoy!!
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Your head is pounding as you begin to stir awake. You groan as your hands sink into the soft sheets. You stop abruptly.
This isn't my cot.
Your heart is racing in panic. Your head is laying on the fluffiest pillow you've ever touched and the silk from the sheets slide smoothly across your skin.
You become acutely aware that you're lying face down again and feel the shiver from the cold across your back. You jolt up and groan out loudly in pain as your wounds on your back stretch from the sudden movement. You’re breathing heavily and shaking as you sit up, feet dangling off the bed.
You take in your surroundings, realizing the room seems very familiar, as you scan the room and notice the emerald green sheets on the bed and the book on the night stand.
I'm in the king’s chambers.
You gasp and your eyes go wide as you fumble off the bed. Your chest is exposed, and you grab onto the first green blanket you spot and cover yourself, so you're decent enough.
You're alone. It's quiet. You turn to the large mirror that is up against the wall facing the bed and examine your back. You notice that it has almost healed completely, leaving thick, ragged scars across your back.
How long have I been out? This should have taken at least one month to fully heal… the wounds are completely closed, the scars are white and red.
You're staring them, realizing that they will forever be there marking your skin of the trauma you've endured.
"You're up." you hear a voice from behind you say.
You scream in surprise and jump in the air, backing away from the sound.
You look up at lock eyes with the king.
"Your majesty, I'm - I don't - I woke up…" you stumble over your words trying to explain yourself. You notice that you are indecently exposed within the kings chambers, uninvited, and hug the blanket closer to your chest.
You decide to stop talking and stare at the floor.
He smirks as he crosses his arms, evaluating the scene before him "I requested Banner clean your wounds after our conversation in the kitchen."
You look up at him confused. Why would he care? He ordered I get whipped for my retaliation… for defending myself… You feel the anger bubbling inside you.
How dare he pretend to care? To make up this act before me when all he has done is make me suffer since the day I arrived.
You say nothing as you bite the inside of your cheek to prevent the words from spilling out. You know the consequences of speaking to a royal in such manner, let alone a king, would land you in much more dire situations than before.
The king takes a tentative step forward and you take a step back. He notices this and stops in his tracks, folding his hands together behind his back.
"You fear me. You despise me." He declares matter of fact.
You say nothing again. I'm much better off keeping my mouth shut. You stare at him with a fire in your eyes. Anger which you can never act upon.
He steps forward again, and you step back.
"I healed you. Your wounds were very badly infected. Banner thought you wouldn't make it past the night. I used my magic but couldn't get rid of the scars… they are too deep." he explains to you.
Because of you, you spoiled sheltered asshole! Oh, fuck it. If he kills me now it will be better than living this so-called life.
You straighten your posture and stare at him directly in the eyes. A sign of confidence and defiance. You think you see a spark behind his eyes as you do this and a small smirk tugging at his lips.
"Why?" you say stoically.
"Why, what? Be specific, darling." he says smugly.
"Why did you heal me?" you ask angrily, voice rising slightly from frustration.
"Because you were hurt."
Your jaw ticks. He's doing it on purpose to piss me off.
"Why do you care that I am hurt?" you push further.
"Hmmmm….." he taps his foot and lifts his chin in thought.
Pompous prick.
"I missed your work as my maid. You were rather thorough." he replies, head tilting to the side in challenge.
That's it. I've had enough. Fuck the consequences.
Your voice rises as you let go of your pent-up anger "Are you kidding me?! You missed my work as your MAID? Am I just an object? A toy you can fuck around with when you're bored?!"
He says nothing as he lets you continue your rant.
"You send those disgusting rats you call guards to beat, rape and abuse the staff all they want. We can't say a damn word about it without getting beaten to a pulp to keep our mouths shut. I have succumbed to MONTHS of this fucking treatment, beaten down like a dog when I refused to submit to the Snake's desires. Every time he said it was a special message from YOU as a result of my defiance.” You point your finger at him and approach him challengingly, eyes seething with rage and pain.
“I don't regret a single thing I did. I wish I would have gouged his fucking eyes out when I had a chance! I defend myself from being forced onto and you order them to whip me because of it?!” What kind a monster are you? I've heard the stories, and I believed them when it came to war, but I never thought you to be so callous towards your own people, your own staff.”
You’re waving your arm in the air and your eyes and stinging, tears forming. You swallow hard and blink them away, refusing to let him see how much pain he has truly inflicted upon you internally. Feeling the anger bubbling up again, you continue.
“Then! THEN, YOU come to MY aid like I'm some damsel in distress? I DON'T DESERVE ANY OF THIS SHIT!" you’re panting and your voice is raw from screaming out your rant.
You realize your breathing heavily and look down at the floor, taking some slow breaths to calm down. The reality of what you’ve just done dawns on you, and you accept your fate. Your eyes become void of everything. When you lift your gaze up to his and lock eyes, you see something flash across his face. Pain? Worry?
"Just kill me now. I don't care what or how you do it just end it already. I will not be treated as a toy you can bend to your own desires and beat for your own pleasure. This isn't a life worth living. I would rather die than live another day inside these palace walls." Your voice calm and stoic.
You stare at him and notice all smugness has disappeared. Now, his jaw is locked, fists tightly at his side making his knuckles turn white. The anger in his eyes terrifies you.
You have nothing left in you to start begging he spare your life. "I understand the consequences of my actions." you say while slowly getting to your knees and maintain eye contact "Nothing I said was a lie, I regret nothing. I only ask for one thing: End it quickly."
You hear him approach you when he stops mere inches away. You close your eyes in anticipation, expecting the inevitable and let out a deep sigh.
You begin to smile, realizing your pain will be over soon and you will be able to join your family again among the stars. You feel a single tear fall down your cheek.
"Get up." he commands. Your brows furrow in confusion as you open your eyes and look up at him.
"Do not make me repeat myself." he says sternly.
You slowly get up and face him. Your neck slightly craned up from his imposing height, to meet his gaze.
“Here. Change in the bathroom. I will be waiting. There is much to discuss.”
You stare at him quizzically, brows furrowing in confusion. What is going on? In your confused and shocked state, you grab the clothes he has outstretched to you and walk to the bathroom. You look at your reflection, your bruises and cuts are gone but the look in your own eyes surprises you. Apathy. You realize you feel nothing, you care for nothing anymore.
Sighing heavily, you throw on the green pyjamas he provided. They are clearly too big for you, but you manage to tighten the shorts as much as possible around your frame with an elastic and the short-sleeve shirt cascades down to your knees.
What will he do to me? Fear courses through you, adrenaline kicks in and you start flinging the cabinets open.
There has to be something in here, please. Your breathing is heavy as you shakily throw things around until you spot the scissors and snatch them.
This is it. Do I do it? I can’t win against him. He’s a god for fuck’s sake! This is my only chance to escape. I know what he is capable of, he will hold me hostage and bend me at his will. I would rather die than let that happen again. I’ll be damned before I let a man control me again.
Your back is facing the door ,wrist outstretched as you raise the scissors. As you begin to lower them towards your wrist, you feel a strong hand grab onto yours, stopping it mid-air.
Suddenly you’re spun around and pinned against the wall, facing the king.
You stare into his eyes and notice the shocking swirl of emotions in his bright emerald eyes as they bore into yours. You don’t understand what it is. It looks like hurt?
His nostrils are flaring, his hand harshly holding yours above your head.
You gulp heavily. Suddenly aware of your proximity to him, your chest only inches apart.
“Drop it.” He commands.
You’re breathing heavily out of… fear? Adrenaline?
Before you can decipher your emotions you feel his hand place pressure over yours as your hand reflexively opens and the scissors scatter across the tile.
“You forget I am a God. I see all, I hear all, I know all.” He says, leaning in closer.
You realise there is no way out. Might as well go out with a bang.
“Do you? Hear all? See all? Know all? Almighty god”. You see his eyes flash and a smirk form across his face.
“Watch your mouth, maid.” He hisses.
“Or what?” you challenged. “You’ll kill me? Throw me to the dungeons? Be my guest. I’ll just try killing myself again until I succeed. I don’t care about this world, it has brought nothing but pain into my life. I don’t care what you do to me, but I’ll be damned before I let another man control me. God or not.” You say through gritted teeth.
He sees your eyes flash with emotions you can’t place.
There she is. Loki thinks to himself.
“I have more fitting plans for a woman such as yourself.” He says as he backs away from you, dropping your hand.
“Try that again, and I won’t stop you.” He says sternly.
“Is that supposed to be a threat? Sounds like a gift to me. By all means…. Please don’t, your highness…” you say as you mockingly curtsy to him.
His grits his teeth as he corners you against the wall once again. His hands begin to glow green.
Momentarily, your eyes flash with fear, then amazement. You turn your head and admire the glow.
“Let me reiterate.” His voice, breaks you from your trance as you look up at him again. He approaches you even closer, your chests barely inches apart.
“Try that again, and I’ll make you wish you were truly dead. Don’t push your luck.” He threatens.
You gulp heavily.
You see satisfaction cross his features as he realizes he has won this argument. He backs away and looks you up down and nods with a smirk.
“Now, as I said, we have much to discuss.” He steps to side and to the bedroom with one arm. You sigh heavily, defeated and with no other choice, you make your way out of the bathroom.
Fucking prick.
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aintinacage · 1 month
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Peter and Ned discuss whether Thor uses a phone ( Deleted Scene from Spider-man: Homecoming ) Mythology | @monthly-challenge
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sexyheroes · 3 months
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loki-stuff · 1 month
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Mobius: Loki isn't talking to me :(. Thor: Enjoy it while it lasts.
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natsskydivingcrew · 1 year
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Tony: The next person that says "weird flex but okay" is going to get a punch to the balls. Peter this is all your fault!
Thor: Preposterous boast but alas.
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i-writes-things · 11 months
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Bring You're Kid To Work Day Maria Hill Edition
Maria Hill x (15 year old) daughter!reader
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Warnings-NOne, fluff, a sugar rush, giggles, protests, whining.
Extra Pairings:
Avengers x Hill!reader
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Not my Gif*
Steve walked in with a plate of cookies. COOKIES! Maria swiped them from Steve, hoping to hid them from-
"COOKIES" Y/n, Maria's 15 year old daughter shouted from her spot on the ground.
"Oh god." Maria picked her head up, smiling at her little girl. "Yes, my friend Steve brought them for-" She looked at Steve.
"B-both of you guys." He smiled at Y/n.
"Oh my gosh, I have wanted cookies since last week." Y/n shot her mom a quick glance.
"I told you I looked down that aisle four times. How am I suppose to know they are behind a big box of healthy snacks."
"It's their tactic to keep us on a diet. But I've told you about this before."
"Okay, well I can't remember everything. You know that." Taking a cookie and going back to her seat, Y/n says,
"Well you should." And to make sure her mother doesn't hear she adds a quick, "Thanks Steve."
"You're welcome." Steve gives Maria a nod before ducking out and almost instantly someone else walks right back in.
"There she is! The infamous Y/n Hill. If only Maria told us she had a kid. Maybe you'd be an Avenger by now."
"Really?"
"No." Maria butts in, giving Tony Stark a look. "I think Fury needs you, he is on the other end of the hall." She points down the way. Tony hands Y/n a crusty popsicle that he probably found on the ground and leaves the room. Maria walks over and hands her daughter a cookie in exchange for the lolly. She throws it away, despite Y/n's protests. "No, you're not eating that thing. It's not even food."
"Mooooooom!" Y/n huffs.
"Hey, no whining, come on, we're in public. And you're a big girl." Y/n pouts at Maria. "My big girl." She ruffles your hair. Y/n takes another cookie and walked out the door and down the hall. Maria listens from her desk. She hears people greet her and her daughter's laughter as she traveled down the hallway. Hearing Tony again, and Monica, Carol, Wanda, even Vision's, offering her a brownie. And Maria knew bringing her kid to work was gonna be more mothering than work as Y/n walked in with a plate of cookies, a smile and Vision with Wanda on his heels. Come to say hi.
"Hi!" Wanda cheers!
"Mom look what I found!" She showed her mom the plate, offering her one. Which she declines, seeing the chocolate smeared on Y/n's face. She goes to wipe it off, which Y/n avoids, scrunching her face.
"Okay, I have to be at training, 3 minutes ago. She kisses Vision on the cheek and gives Maria and her daughter a smile as she exits.
"I shall be on my way too. Good to see you, Miss Hill." Vision waves good bye to you and your mom.
Over the next few hours it seems you just started to bounce off the walls after finishing BOTH the brownies and cookie plates. With Maria's help, but mostly your own.
"Mommomomomomomomomom-"
"Babe." She held one hand out to you, the other trying to hold herself together. "Please. If you don't specifically need me, don't call my name."
"Mom?" Maria took a breath.
"Yes?"
"I don't know I just wanted to say your name"
"That's-" You were now running down the hall saying, as it echoed across the walls,
"Look mom nooo haaaaands!" Running with your arms flailing about behind you. Giggling you ran back into her office running around to jump into her chair, trying to, but fitting awkwardly in her lap. Maria just let you go, knowing you would crash soon enough. And 30 minutes later you were asleep on the ground. Thor had come in to gift you surprise birthday cake flavored pop tarts but you asleep. So he left. Maria wasn't even able to greet him before he was marching back down the hall. He came back in, gently putting a small blanket on your back. Maria smiled. She finally felt how the rest of her colleagues did. She realized that they were all just big family. And they all love Y/n just like she does.
After Thor left again, Maria took a photo of her sleeping baby. She smiled and watched her sleep peacefully. Turning out the lights she left to go talk with her family right down the way.
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marie-swriting · 7 months
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Your gallery if you're dating...
Thor Odinson
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bitchystxrk3000 · 2 months
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Thor: Who would you kill out of the four of us, Steve?
Steve: Bruce, easily.
Bruce, laughing: What the fuck, man.
Steve: Well, Tony would be too easy. He’d probably be into it.
Tony, now standing in the doorway: What the fuck, man!?
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Steve: Time sensitive question: how to flirt with a boy. Hulk: Throw rocks. Thor: Hot Dogs. Carol: Kill him. Steve, sarcastically: Thanks guys.
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tonystark-official · 5 months
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Will you guys stop asking me to tell Thor you love him? Christ. I'm not here to be your messenger pigeon.
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squids-comics · 2 months
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This is so cute!! Wanda's a car girl! And Quicksilver likes racing against her cars!
But if he's running at the same speed of the car, he's probably going a lot slower than half speed. He wants to spend time with his sister, but doesn't want her to feel bad about losing an unfair race.
From: The Mighty Thor #134
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