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happy74827 · 3 months
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All I Wanted Was You
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[Thor Odinson x Female!Reader]
Synopsis: Thor had always been there to protect you, save you, and love you… Until he couldn't.
WC: 3540
Category: Heavy Angst, Some hurt/comfort, mentions of Loki, Hela, and Heimdall {TW warning: Thanos and “evil squidward” — I know his name but I think Tony’s nickname is too iconic}
So I recently rewatched Infinity War, and of course watching Thor cry over losing literally everyone else he cares for in the first 15 minutes of the movie sparked my writer heart {finally} and after listening to Paramore we have this hot mess of angst (also why are all my Thor fics so angsty when he’s the definition of fluff?? I live for the drama I guess)
And just for the record, we don’t talk about the fact that I have thousands of requests and this isn’t even one of them 💀😭
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They say fear lies in the unknown. In the absence of facts and knowledge, the mind creates a world of illusions. If you believe your own fears, they become reality.
So what happens when the thing you fear the most is taken from you? When everything else falls to nothing? When the world is turned upside down?
You're left with a feeling that can only be described as the deepest pain imaginable.
You're left with nothing but your fear.
Your heart was racing so fast, and your breaths were short. You could feel every single muscle in your body tense up as the unnamed alien man dragged you further and further into the unknown.
The trip back to Earth, back to your sanctuary of a home, was nothing but a blur. After everything that had gone down within Asgard, including Asgard's destruction, all you could think about was your lover. Your other half.
Thor.
He was in pain, and not just physically. You had been separated due to his secretive, power-hungry sister, to where he’d left you alone with his kind-hearted people to find his father, only to disappear and leave you alone with the slaughtering of the Asgardians.
The people you’ve met that very day ended up slaughtered by Hela. Some took you by the hand, guiding and shielding you for protection against the God of Death and her henchmen. Others, you could tell, were more than just scared; they were terrified. The ones that were too slow or the ones that decided to fight back were killed within an instant.
You were no warrior. You were a simple, plain human who somehow caught the eye of the mighty Thor Odinson, and for some reason, he was in love with you.
So, while everyone else fought against Hela and her henchmen, you ran. Thor had left you there in assurance of your safety, thinking the search for his father with Loki, of all people, would be too risky for you, but in reality, you would have rather been with him. At least then, if you were to die, you could have been in the arms of the one you love.
Miraculously, you had survived the fall of Asgard and the escape from Surtur. You had no clue how. Maybe you were just lucky, or perhaps it was the grace of the Allfather. Even Heimdall, the man who saw everything, didn’t see you making it out alive.
But, when Thor had found you in the throne room cornered by some henchmen, it became a fact that Heimdall couldn’t see everything; after all.
The moment your eyes had met, the moment you heard the sound of metal against flesh, the moment his strong, powerful, protective arms wrapped around your fragile, vulnerable, weak form, and the moment his lips kissed the top of your head, you were safe.
Safe.
The only time you felt genuinely safe was when you were with Thor. His mere presence made you feel at ease. Like nothing could ever touch you or hurt you because he wouldn't let it.
He would protect you no matter the cost. He’d die for you, give his life for you, and go to the depths of Hell and back for you. He loved you, and that was something you could never understand.
Why would such a mighty god, a king, and a warrior want to love a simple human like yourself? A clumsy one at that.
You weren’t special in any way. You were ordinary.
But Thor, he was extraordinary.
The God of Thunder, a king and a warrior, a prince and a protector.
He was everything you were not.
It wasn't just the physical things that made him great, too, but the things that were inside.
Thor was a good man. A caring man. One who always thought about others and not himself.
Thor had his moments, yes, but no one is perfect. Not even a god. But the thing that made you love him, that made you want him, and the thing that made you feel safe was his heart.
That was the only part of him you could understand. The way he cared. The way he loved. The way he could make anyone smile. The way he could bring light to anyone's dark.
That's what makes a man a man. And that's why you loved him.
Even now, with one eye, a missing hammer, and a lost kingdom, he was still your everything.
And now you were reunited after being separated again. The only problem was the circumstances.
You and Thor had been in an intimate moment. The relief of having you back in his arms, the adrenaline pumping through your veins from surviving such a tragedy, had you both desperate.
He had pinned you against the wall, his hands brushing your hair away from your face to get a better look at you before he pressed his lips to yours in a soft kiss. He was always so gentle with you. The teasing and playful nips at your bottom lip were proof of that.
But the sudden sight of a ship out the large window you’d stared out of moments before the kiss broke your concentration.
Thor had pulled apart almost immediately, the feeling of his beard no longer tickling your face, but the heat of his breath and the sweet taste of his lips was still there.
It didn't take long before Thor was following your eyes, seeing for himself what had pulled you from him.
A sense of dread washed over you when you noticed how he tensed and his grip on your waist tightened. This wasn’t another Asgardian ship; no, this was something far more dangerous. You could tell by the look in Thor's eye, his non-missing eye.
Then, within seconds, he grabbed hold of your arm and yanked you out of the room. Your heart was pounding as you started yelling questions at him, trying to understand what was going on.
But, when he hit the button that sealed the room you were once in and shielded you within his arms, the panic started to set in.
That's when everything began to blur.
You remembered the sound of explosions. The tearing of metal. The screams. The smell of burning.
It all came crashing down.
Loki had come around the corner, and seeing his expression, it didn’t take much to realize what was going on.
If Loki, the God of Mischief and Lies, was terrified, then that meant something big was going down.
Thor was yelling orders, shouting commands. You could barely make out what he was saying, but you knew he was telling you to stay behind him.
Stay behind him.
Always stay behind him.
Then it changed to get the hell off the ship.
Then, to run.
Run.
Run.
Run.
The last thing you remember was looking back as you sprinted down the halls, seeing your love, your other half, the king, the prince, the protector, your Thor, fighting some creature with his bare hands.
His face was so determined. He wasn’t going down without a fight. You ran to where he had told you to go, the escape pods where Val was helping others into. You got there and saw her eyes. They were wide and full of worry.
Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
The sound of an explosion brought you back to the present.
Val grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you toward a pod. You could feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins and, your heart was racing so fast, and your breaths were short.
All you could think about was Thor. Where was he? Was he alright?
No.
He was not.
As soon as you entered the pod and Val had closed you in it, it was suddenly torn apart. The supposed sliding door had been ripped from its hinges.
The metal that you rested your back upon started to give, and the feeling of moving forward caused your heart to leap.
You were launched out and onto the floor.
It took a second to gain your bearings. You looked up and saw Val. She was fighting, and you were thankful to see her, but it was a short-lived relief.
The… thing she was fighting, the blue alien, grabbed hold of her and flung her across the ship. She landed somewhere near a pod and didn't move. You remembered screaming for her, but she didn't budge.
That's when the creature turned his attention to you.
You tried to move, but the metal that was supposed to hold the pod in place had you pinned.
You tried to pry the metal from your skin, but your weak and vulnerable body couldn’t break the bond.
The alien slowly moved towards you and, in a swift movement, had ripped the metal away.
He was so close, and you had no idea what was going on, who he was, or what his intentions were.
When you felt his large, rough, and cold hand wrap around the back of your neck, panic started to set in. You wanted to kick and scream, but all you could do was stare at the beast before you.
And thus, you were dragged away from the evacuation site and thrown into a separate area. You came to the conclusion that whoever this was, it seemed to be a metal bender or something similar due to his abilities.
All you saw was a demented blue face with squid-like features, staring down at you as he threw you around like a rag doll.
The fifth time he threw you, you landed roughly on the floor, causing your shoulder to make a loud crack noise and the pain to shoot through your body. Your hands landed on something soft, softer than the floor, and when you looked down, you realized the blue thing had thrown you into a room full of corpses.
But it wasn’t just any corpses. The one you had specifically landed upon had been the body of the man you had recently become close friends with, Thor’s friend, Heimdall.
Tears immediately pooled in your eyes, and your breathing became ragged. You tried to sit up and pull your body off of Heimdall in respect, but the pain shooting through your arm and back kept you frozen in place.
The lifeless eyes of the man who saw everything were open, and for once, he was staring at nothing. It was a haunting image.
The tears were now falling, and a sob escaped your lips. You wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. You wanted to scream and shout. You wanted to fight and claw at the alien that took until it bled. But all you could do was lay there, unable to move and weep.
Then, a voice caught your attention. It was deep, and it was coming from the alien that had brought you to this place.
His eyes were no longer focused on you, but they were somewhere else. He was talking to someone.
“Boss,” it spoke, his voice deep and gravelly. You couldn’t bear to look at the being. Not when you were face to face with the lifeless body of the gatekeeper. “There’s a human woman here. A pathetic one, no doubt, but one nonetheless. Should we end her? Or leave her to rot like the others?"
A silence filled the air, and you had no idea what was going on, who he was speaking with, or who was giving him instructions. You could’ve looked. You could have glanced up at the thing, and seen for yourself, but you too were afraid.
Your eyes remained glued to the golden ones that were once filled with light and wisdom.
There was silence, and then a loud, deep, thump. It had startled you, but it wasn't anything like the explosion of the ship, no, it sounded more like a boot or a shoe had come in contact with metal. But, it was loud enough to grab your attention.
You didn’t move. Your eyes didn't stray.
But, your body trembled in fear.
Suddenly, you heard his voice, and it sounded more terrifying than any sound that had echoed in the air prior. It was even deeper, and even more frightening than the other.
“I think not. We have use of her."
He had a deep and gravelly voice, but it was smooth. Calm. Almost friendly.
Then, a large, purple foot, appeared in your vision, and slowly, the purple being leaned down and stared at you. His gaze was strong, and piercing. You wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. You were too terrified to move, speak, or breathe.
Again, it wasn’t human. It was an alien. And a big one, at that.
He had no hair, only a helmet. His skin was purple and he wore strange looking clothing, including a golden glove that had both a bright purple stone and a blue one.
You’ve never seen such a creature before. You thought those dark elves were terrifying, but they were nothing compared to this man.
And for some reason, he was looking at you like you were an ant, and he was the boot that would crush you.
In fact, he was looking at you with pity, and it confused the hell out of you.
But, when his hand moved, and his fingers had touched the soft strand of your hair, you couldn't help but flinch.
The moment his fingers made contact with you, though, you heard a loud grunt. One that didn’t sound alienated or distorted. It was clear, and you could tell who it was, instantly.
Your head shot up, ignoring the pain in your arm, and the moment your eyes met his, everything stopped.
Everything.
It was Thor.
Your Thor. Your everything.
He was in front of you the entire time, and you had no clue.
The tears were falling. They were falling hard and fast, and you couldn’t stop them. And for once, it wasn’t because of relief.
Thor was encased with metal. His arms and legs were pinned by it. He was bleeding from his head, and he was covered in bruises.
He looked like hell and gave off the same energy.
He was struggling to free himself. That’s what the sounds were. The grunts, the heavy breathing, and the loud thumping. He was trying to get out of his prison to get to you. To save you.
The alien was staring down at you. His eyes were dark and intimidating, but his presence was even more so. He was the embodiment of terror.
Then, without any warning, he grabbed you by the throat.
It was an unexpected move. He had picked you up by the neck with just one hand. He had a grip so tight you couldn't breathe, and the pressure on your throat was unbearable.
You could hear Thor screaming. Yelling.
You could barely hear what he was saying. Your ears were ringing, and the pain of the hand wrapped around your throat was all you could focus on.
But, you could see him. You could see him perfectly.
You saw his blue eye and the patch that covered the missing one. You saw the stubble along his chin. The slight scar that was just below the patch. The wrinkles on his forehead.
You could see it all.
And the look of desperation and horror. It broke you.
You couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much.
Then, in the blink of an eye, you felt release.
You fell to the floor and started gasping for air. It was like the moment the alien released his grip on you, everything began again. The world, your thoughts, the chaos.
It was all there, and you couldn’t keep up.
“I see it now.” You heard the voice of the alien say. Your vision was blurry, and your eyes were still stinging from the tears, but you could make him out if only a bit.
He was now standing, towering over you, but he wasn’t looking at you. No, he was looking at Thor; his eyes were focused on the god, which sent a chill down your spine.
When dealing with Hela, you find yourself recovering with confidence. She could’ve easily killed you with a snap of her finger, but when she demanded your name, you had spat in her face and gave a smile.
Even though Thor wasn’t there at that moment, you somehow knew he’d be coming back to put an end to her, and you would be safe. It was like a sixth sense that came and made you stop panicking and running.
And, even though he technically didn’t put her down, he still was your knight in shining armor. It was the same with the dark elves and even with Loki.
They were all terrifying, yes, but somehow, you knew that Thor would save the day.
Now, though, it was different. You weren’t scared or panicked; no, you were terrified.
The fact that Thor was trapped and was physically in pain, the fact that Heimdall and more innocent Asgardians were lying on the floor, dead, and the fact that Loki was missing and Val was knocked unconscious, it had all hit you at once.
You felt like you were suffocating, and it only worsened when the alien spoke again.
“I was questioning why a mortal was amongst a group of Asgardians, how such a fragile being could survive so long among gods. I wondered, but I see it now. You have been blessed by one, and the last, of Odin's children."
The alien's attention was back on you, and the intensity of his gaze had you trembling. He was staring at you, looking through you, and reading you like a book.
"What a pitiful yet fortunate creature you are."
It was like the oxygen had been sucked from your lungs, and when he moved, you found yourself flinching and scooting backward.
He had leaned down again, and his large hand had grabbed the side of your face. The feeling of his skin on yours made your skin crawl, and the urge to vomit was growing.
Thor wasn’t having it. He was thrashing about; the metal that was encasing his body was bending and stretching with each move.
His cries of anger and the desperation in his eyes were heartbreaking. And it was only shut up by the alien who had taken you. A piece of metal flew to Thor’s mouth and held it in place, preventing him from yelling.
More grunts and muffled noises could be heard from the god, but you could no longer see him now. The purple man was blocking your view.
But, despite that, he was still talking to Thor.
"It is a shame, Thor Odinson. I take pity on the both of you, and I apologize, for it seems that fate has not been kind to either of you. But, we must make sacrifices. It is unfortunate that your beloved had to be one of them."
Then, suddenly, the alien turned his gaze back to you, and his dark eyes bore into yours. He was staring directly into your soul.
"Fear not, small child,” he said, his voice sounding almost calm. “You will not have to endure the pain and suffering as I did.”
The words that left his mouth did not give you comfort. It was quite the opposite.
Thor came back into your viewpoint as the purple man had moved, and when your eyes met his, all you saw was a mixture of panic and despair.
Thor's expression had you feeling a type of way. You could feel your stomach sink.
You weren’t dumb. You were far from it.
You knew where this was going, and your mind was screaming, screaming for you to do something, anything.
Run.
Fight.
Scream.
Just do something.
But all you did was stare. Stare at the man that you loved. The man that loved you. The man who had saved you countless times.
But he couldn’t save you now, even when you cried out his name in a soft voice, that frail, humane part of you begging him with your eyes to stop this from happening.
To stop it from hurting.
He couldn’t.
All he could do was look at you, look as you were taken. Look as you were pulled away from him.
All he could do was stare and scream.
It was the loudest, most horrific sound you had ever heard. It was worse than the explosion.
It was worse than anything.
It was the cry of a man who had just lost the last thing that gave him purpose.
It was the sound of a god being torn to pieces.
And it was all because of you.
That was the last thing you heard. That was the last image that burned itself into your brain.
The sound of Thor and his desperate screams was the last thing you remembered.
Everything after that was darkness.
No memories, no thoughts, nothing.
Just darkness.
All he wanted was you.
All he needed was you.
And now, all he had left was the memory of you: that and his broken heart.
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starsainzjr · 4 months
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Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x tattoo artist!reader Faceclaim: Mitra Yosri
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inkby.yn Melbourne, Australia
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inkby.yn All set up in the new studio @/highsocietytattoomelbourne! Come by and visit me!
Books are now open for February and March. Email me: [email protected] to get a spot! Can't wait to meet everyone!
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thenewclassic RUNNING
inkby.yn RUN FASTER
thehughjackman Finally! Been looking forward to this for longer than I am willing to admit.
inkby.yn You're gonna have to wolverine a few people if you don't hurry
chrishemsworth I'll bring you those Lamingtons you love if you get me in before Hugh
inkby.yn @/thehughjackman Now it's a competition
inkedmag 👀 New spotlight coming soon
inkedmag Melbourne, Australia
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inkedmag First spotlight of February 2024 goes to Yn Yln, @/inkby.yn at @/highsocietytattoomelbourne! Yn is a Melbourne based artist specializing in Blackwork, Florals, and Geometric.
Full spotlight article and interview dropping Wednesday 2/7 at 12 AEST on inkedmag.com and Inked Magazine's YouTube Chanel!
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hanzloch_tattoo Got a blank space... looks like I'm booking a flight!
thenewclassic That's my girl!!!!
highsocietytattoomelbourne Come see her in action! Yn's books are open for February and March now!
inkby.yn Such an honor! Thank you, @/inkedmag for this opportunity!
inkedmag Thank you for inviting us into your space!
inkby.yn Melbourne, Australia
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inkby.yn Just a little one to get started in the new space. Thank you to everyone who has booked with me so far!
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inkie How does she manage to take the simplest designs and make them look so stunning 😭
tattooproblems I would well my left kidney to get a tattoo from her
chrishemsworth Counting down the days
inkby.yn I'm expecting those Lamingtons, Hemsworth. Don't disappoint me chrishemsworth This reads like a threat thehughjackman It is
inkby.yn Melbourne, Australia
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inkby.yn All I wanted was a picture of the tattoo and he insisted on posing. What a poser this one
Thank you @/chrishemsworth for my Lamingtons and for coming to visit me! Still have a few spots open for March! Email me: [email protected] to book!
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chrishemsworth Thank you for doing this one for me!
inkby.yn Keep bribing me and I'll do all your tattoos
inkie Yn + Chris Hemsworth = I'm dead
tattooproblems So real bestie
thehughjackman My turn next!
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inkby.yn Melbourne, Australia
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inkby.yn When your client gives you free reign >>>
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hanzloch_tattoo The best feeling ever
inkedmag Angelic 😇
inkie I would let her tattoo literally anything she wanted on me
danielricciardo Melbourne, Australia
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danielricciardo Nice way to start the weekend! Thank you to @/inkby.yn for adding to my collection! Now we're ready to start the weekend 👊
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inkby.yn Thank you for coming to visit! Come back soon!
danielricciardo Hope you enjoy the rest of the weekend!
lewishamilton Danny I'm blaming you for the fact that I now have the ink bug
danielricciardo Lucky for you I know a fantastic artist inkby.yn You flatter me, Ricciardo
dannyricsthightat This is not a drill, we have a new Danny Ric tat
holatodos I'm Not Okay
inkby.yn Melbourne, Australia
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inkby.yn Got out of the shop for a field trip this weekend. Thank you @/danielricciardo and @/redbullracing for an incredible experience!
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danielricciardo Thank you for coming!
inkby.yn No better teacher than you were!
redbullracing Just a little longer and we would have had Christian convinced to pay you a visit in the shop
inkby.yn Shucks, guess I'll just have to come again danielricciardo Now that I can get behind maxverstappen1 Yn I have a jet you can come every weekend if you want if it means Christian gets a tattoo danielricciardo I got Zak to get one, I can get Christian to get one
dannyricsthightat This is a matchup I have been waiting my entire life for
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danielricciardo Suzuka, Japan
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danielricciardo Taking in the sights and sounds before the weekend gets going
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landonorris Who's that guy in the picture with you he's pretty handsome
danielricciardo Meh landonorris 🤯
redbullracing You didn't bring us back any sushi? 😥
danielricciardo My most sincere apologies I shall find some way to make it up to you
dannyricsthightat How is it possible for a man to be so cute and so hot at the same time
landonorris Ikr, I look good danielricciardo In your DREAMS dannyricsthightat Did I just start a grid fight
inkby.yn Tokyo, Japan
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inkby.yn So grateful to have expanded my horizons this weekend! Off to explore
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hanzloch_tattoo We gotta take a field trip together at some point
inkby.yn The sheer power we would posses hanzloch_tattoo Unstoppable
inkedmag We love it when our artists expand their horizons! Never stop!
tattooproblems The way that she can literally do anything and it comes out perfect EVERY TIME
danielricciardo Shanghai, China
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danielricciardo Yet another great weekend! Huge congrats to Max and Checo for that finish
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maxverstappen1 Result purely possible because of our number one cheerleaders
danielricciardo Cheerleaders plural? Are you cheating on me Verstappen?? maxverstappen1 I said what I said
redbullracing Danny, do I need to be concerned for my job? Are you going to become the official team photographer?
danielricciardo Not if you convince Christian to keep up the catering
dannyricsthightat This man has been looking unfairly good recently
holatodos My spidey senses are tingling...
inkby.yn Shanghai, China
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inkby.yn That's the end of my art tour! Shanghai has been wonderful, one of my favorite places now. This dragon will be a part of my flash day when I get back on May 1st. Email me: [email protected] to claim your spot and this dragon! Would love to do it one someone's spine!
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hanzloch_tattoo If you weren't in Australia...
inkby.yn As if you have more room anyway hanzloch_tattoo Ssshhhhhh
chrishemsworth You were in Shanghai and you didn't tell me????
inkby.yn You forgot the Lamingtons last time you stopped by that's just rude, Hemsworth. This is payback
inkie Hey Siri, how much are flights to Melbourne...
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inkby.yn Trying out a different medium for the night 👩‍🎨
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hanzloch_tattoo A braver woman than I
inkby.yn You could have just stopped that at 'braver' and it would have meant the same thing danielricciardo She got ya on that one
chrishemsworth I'm stealing this idea
inkby.yn It's all yours, Dad holatodos Danny Ric gotta be shaking in his boots at dating Chris Hemsworth's pseudo daughter
dannyricsthightat I cannot believe that Twitter thread was right...
holatodos Who was right... I was right.
danielricciardo Melbourne, Australia
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danielricciardo Much needed weekend off
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landonorris How come you've never made heart shaped pizzas with me...
danielricciardo Get better inkby.yn He got ya on that one
maxverstappen1 Daniel do you have something to tell me
danielricciardo There's good wine in Australia
dannyricsthightat Heart shaped pizzas... he really is the perfect man isn't he
holatodos I. Called. It.
inkby.yn Melbourne, Australia
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inkby.yn A nice and easy one to finish up June. Taking a weekend off, then I'll be back to the grind! Can't wait for everyone to come into the shop!
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danielricciardo I hear a pretty cool guy said that once
inkby.yn Almost like I have the best inspiration
hanzloch_tattoo THAT LINE WORK ARE YOU KIDDING
holatodos SHE TATTOOED. ONE OF. HIS QUOTES. Okay we're ready for the hard launch now
danielricciardo Monaco
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danielricciardo Managed to pull this beautiful girl away from the shop for the weekend. Been an amazing few days with you, my love!
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inkby.yn Thank you for the wonderful weekend, darling!
danielricciardo Thank you for making it wonderful
landonorris Can Yn come to all the races she's more fun than you are
danielricciardo OUCH inkby.yn Lando knows what's up
maxverstappen1 Definitely my favorite garage guest of the season
dannyricsthightat I'm dying where can I find a love story like theirs
holatodos Aaaaand thank you, everyone, for coming to my TED Talk
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inkby.yn This is what I get for trying to get some designs done in the garage
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danielricciardo Don't mind me just admiring the most beautiful work of art in the world
inkby.yn 🥰
chrishemsworth Family dinner is on Friday, don't be late. And I already know the schedule, there's no excuse
danielricciardo Yes, Mr. Thor 🫡 inkby.yn Daaaaaad
landonorris I have literally never seen him look at anyone like this. Not even me
danielricciardo LandoooOOOOOO inkby.yn Stop it that's adorable I can't do this
holatodos I'm retired. I'm retiring. I'm retired.
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talia-rumlow · 2 years
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My Works (Will be updated as I go)
First of all. Thank you so much for your likes, your comments and your support. I really appreciate it.
My writing is 18+, smut, and all that follows with it. Some stories are worse than others. Read on own risk. Warnings will be posted.
I usually write Marvel related stuff. But I can take requests for other things as well. Favorites are: The Night Manager, Supernatural, Criminal Minds, Bones, Buffy/Angel, 911, Chigaco Fire/PD/Med, Kingdom (I am currently in the process of watching the entire show), Wheelman.
Although I decided to take a step back from RPF, I could maybe take request for that too. But probably only One Shots. Send me a PM if you want me to write something for you.
I also post my stuff on Wattpad, AO3, My personal blog, TikTok and My Saviour is also ongoing on Instagram as a video story. (If you want to keep the thrill, and read the stories as I post them on here. I would recommend, NOT to visit my Blog, AO3 or Wattpad)
ON HOLD! (Given the recent news about Chris Hemsworth!)
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Yes! You are seeing correctly. I´m actually writing a Loki fic. And this is an epic one!
Given your place in Asgard, a secret relationship with the God of Mischief isn't exactly a good Idea. But you can't stop. It's an obsession, a sickness. You can't get enough of him! And Loki can't get enough of you!
This story will go back and forth in time.
Chapter One - Twisted Reality
Chapter Two - Queen Of Asgard
Chapter Three - Loki & Thor
COMPLETED STORIES
Private Workout (Alvey Kulina One-Shot)
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Another story based on one of Frank Grillos roles. The 2017 NETFLIX movie Wheelman. I love that movie.
After a real heavy night out with the girls, you decide to sleep it off in your car. But when a bankrobbery goes South, and the Getaway driver "borrows" your car, the night takes a whole new turn. While you´re being chased around the city by his enemies, you start to see the thrill of the criminal side of things. But things aren´t always as black and white as you or he thinks.
Chapter One - Wheelman
Chapter Two - Heating Things Up
Chapter Three - This Is Going To Hurt
Chapter Four - Do You Always Fuck The Girls You Kidnap?
Chapter Five - I Told You To Run, YN!
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After tips from @nekoannie-chan I have decided to start to post my other stories on here as well.
My schedule:
MONDAY: My Saviour
TUESDAY: My Brother´s Best Friend
WEDNEDSDAY: Bound & Brockened
THURSDAY: Best Friends Forever
FRIDAY: Escort To The Multiverse
SATURDAY: Forbidden Fruit
SUNDAY: Strangers With Memories (Original Story)
You can read about the stories further down in this post!
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My Saviour is a Rumlow X Reader story. This story will contain Graphic Sexual Description, Graphic Description of Violence, Death, Murder, angst, trauma, Domestic Abuse and Past Abuse. Read on own risk. This is a story where I portray Brock Rumlow as a decent human being. He also has a backstory. If you don´t like Brock Rumlow yet. You will, after reading this story.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Marvel characters, only my original ones.
Chapter One - We Don´t Treat Women Like That!
Chapter Two - Can I Tell You A Little Secret?
Chapter Three - What Someone Like Me, Does To Little Brats Like You
Chapter Four - Who Is In Charge?
Chapter Five - Good Girls Gets Rewarded
Chapter Six - The Morning After
Chapter Seven - First Day At Work
Chapter Eight - I Want To Protect You
Chapter Nine - That´s Right, You Disobeyed Me!
Chapter Ten - Pick One!
Chapter Eleven - Mine! Say It!
Chapter Twelve - I´ll Find Him!
Chapter Thirteen - Want To Play A Game?
Chapter Fourteen - Pull Over!
Chapter Fifteen - What Do You Want Me To Do?
Chapter Sixteen - Want Me To Look For It?
Chapter Seventeen - Did You Lock The Door?
Chapter Eighteen - That Girl You Like So Much!
Chapter Nineteen - It´s A Date!
Chapter Twenty - When You Call Me Brock
Chapter Twentyone - See What You Get When You Ask Nicely
Chapter Twentytwo - Come For Me, Brock!
Chapter Twentythree - Please Don´t Leave Me!
Chapter Twentyfour - I Fucking Love You!
Chapter Twentyfive - Are You Alright?
Chapter Twentysix - You Disobeyed Me, Brock!
Chapter Twentyseven - Will It Be Dangerous, This Mission?
Chapter Twentyeight - Have You Ever Used A Gun Before, YN?
Chapter Twentynine - SHIELD Is The Safest Place To Be!
Chapter Thirty - Alexander Pierce
Chapter Thirtyone - Why Is This Happening To You?
Chapter Thirtytwo - How Did You End Up Here?
Chapter Thirtythree - This One Is Not!
Chapter Thirtyfour - Please Don´t Be Mad At Me!
Chapter Thirtyfive - Who Said Anything About Winning?
Chapter Thirtysix - I Love You, YN!
Chapter Thirtyseven - Good Agents Don´t Disobey Orders, YN!
Chapter Thirtyeight - You Are Fired Though!
Chapter Thirtynine - What´s Wrong With You, Brock?
Chapter Fourty - Well Played, YN! You´re Still Dead Though!
Chapter Fourtyone - What Did You Do To deserve This Treatment?
Chapter Fourtytwo - She´s Messing With Your Mind, Brock! Be Careful!
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Yet another Rumlow as a decent human being story. Yes! I LOVE doing these. Give Rumlow some love.
After years not speaking to your brother, Jack Rollins. He invites you to spend the summer with him, in New York. When your flight gets cancelled, Jack tells you, that you can hitch a ride, with his best friend, driving home from a mission. Great, you've met Brock Rumlow one time before, and you hate his face. Cocky, self-righteous, arrogant bastard. Not your type at all. You're not looking forward to drive across the country with him. Will you survive this trip with him, or will past experiences make it impossible to get to your destination? Secrets will come out, the past will catch up with both you and Rumlow. This story will be kinda a slow burn, with sexual content, and a lot of humor.
Chapter One - What, Brock? He´s A Good Guy!
Chapter Two - The Stupid Obnoxious One!
Chapter Three - You´re Reading Porn!
Chapter Four - You´ll Never Understand Him!
Chapter Five - What Did You Dream About?
Chapter Six - Like What You See?
Chapter Seven - Arrg.. Piss off, Brock!!
Chapter Eight - What do you want me to say, Brock?
Chapter Nine - Get your fucking hands off!
Chapter Ten - Truth Or Dare
Chapter Eleven - His Best Friend´s Little Sister!
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This story is the fastest growing story I´ve EVER posted. I absolutely LOVE to write this story. And I hope you´ll enjoy reading it as well. Just remember the warnings. Read with care!
Brock Rumlow, a ruthless badass, with a fucked up dominant side! After a mission goes terribly wrong, he gets fired from his job. After picking up girls in bars for a while, he gets that he needs more. No more of these fucked up, girls that leaves the next morning. He needs something stable. Someone he can use, day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year. Someone he can get out his frustration on.
So he decides to buy you, at an auction!
You had no money, no place to live, nothing left. That's the only reason you decided to give yourself away. To use the only thing you had, to maybe get some food and a roof over your head. You had no idea what you were walking into!
DARK STORY!! ⚠️⚠️
Containing graphic descriptions of non-con elements, bdsm, different forms of torture, graphic sexual descriptions.
⚠️READ ON OWN RISK⚠️
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Chapter One - Hades
Chapter Two - Owned!
Chapter Three - Choices!
Chapter Four - Play!
Chapter Five - Rules!
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Steve and Bucky have been best friends since the 30's. Steve married you and Bucky married Nat weeks apart, and you've been best friends and double dated for years. What will happen when Nat leaves Bucky, and Bucky moves in with you and Steve? Will the friendship between the four of you last. And more importantly, will your marriage to Steve last when his amazingly handsome best friend moves in.
Chapter One - Divorce?!
Chapter Two - Nightmares!
Chapter Three - Breakfast!
Chapter Four - James.
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One of my absolute favorite stories to write. This one made me tap into the darkest places of my mind. This will be a dark story. Containing graphic sexual description, Non-Con, BDSM, rough treatment, strong language, and everything else in that area. Rating X 18+! Read on own risk!
You were new to the city of New York. Your job didn't pay enough money to make rent, so you decided to start to work at a gentlemans club. Then a friend offers you a job at an escort service. To make ends meet, you says yes! One day you are sent on a mission to the SHIELD building, to take care of two agents, returning from a mission. Will it be too much for you to handle? Or will this be just what you need to get the new start you so desperately needs?
Characters includes: Tony Stark, Captain America & The Winter Soldier!
Chapter One - Jack Rollins & Brock Rumlow
Chapter Two - Can You Fuck Her Or Not?!
Chapter Three - I Think She Likes It!
Chapter Four - Shut Her Up!
Chapter Five - She´ll Fucking Listen Now!
Chapter Six - Listen Don´t Fucking Talk
Chapter Seven - She Enjoys The Fucking Pain
Chapter Eight - How Does She Taste?
Chapter Nine - Some Sort Of Super Human!
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I´ve always been a fan of the Night Manager, so of course I had to make a fic about Jonathan Pine. This will contain a lot of feelings, past trauma, abuse, murder, Non-Con elements and sexual description.
You met Jonathan Pine 5 years ago in Cairo. One steamy night was all you had time for, before Richard Roper got hold of you. Now you've been his prisoner for 5 years. When some unforeseen events led to you and Jonathan Pine to meet again. Only this time Mr. Roper calls the shot. Your job is to Seduce Jonathan Pine, and make him talk. Make him reveal his secrets before he can put a stop to Ropers plan. Your only way out of Ropers control is to finish the job. Will you reveal his secrets? Or will he reveal yours first?
Chapter One - Cairo 5 Years Ago
Chapter Two - No Way Out!
Chapter Three - A Part Of Life
Chapter Four - Daniel!
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This story means the world to me. And it´s heartbreaking, sweet and though. It´s about events from my own life, so I´m really putting myself out there with this one. It was the events in this story that got me into writing in the first place. If it wasn´t for what happened, I wouldn´t have been where I am today. So although I got my heart ripped out of my chest and stamped on. It was worth it.
What if you find love, with the most unexpected person? What if he gave you everything you missed? Only to leave you confused! What if that heartbreak gave you the chance to do everything you ever wanted. Would you risk it all? One more time...
Chapter One - Christopher He´s Good!
Chapter Two - Redecorate The Bathroom
Chapter Three - The First Date
Comment or send me a PM if you want to be on my taglist <3
And if you got as far as to this part.. THANK YOU for reading. And I hope you´ll read my stories, once I post them.
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avenging-fandoms · 3 years
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Kissing in the rain under the umberella
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"chris! stop twirling the umbrella, you're getting me wet! that defeats the purpose of an umbrella" you look up at chris, and he just looked down at you and smiled, stopping the twirling. "thank you"
"anything for you, princess" chris smiled, leaning down and kissing you softly. you two got lost in the kiss for a moment, chris letting the umbrella drop and the rain fell on your heads, making you shriek and hit his chest. "sorry! couldn't resist!"
"give me that, go on set. have fun, god of thunder" you smile and tap his butt, taking the umbrella and giving him a quick kiss before he headed to set.
you watched him as he did what he loved, and you couldn't swipe a smile off your face as you watched him. the directors yelled cut and he came over to his chair that you sat in, laying his hands on the arms of the chairs and bending over with his face close to yours.
"so? am i so hot as thor or what?" he winked and you laughed, holding his chin and kissing him softly.
"what's the other option?" you teased and he gasped, and you brushed your nose against his. "i'm just kidding, babe. you looked really good out there. you think we could take that costume home?" you smirk and chris raised his eyebrows at you, humming as he kissed you again.
"even if they say no, i'll sneak it home just for you" chris whispered and you giggled, twirling the umbrella and he jumped.
"doesn't feel good now does it?!" you giggle and he shakes his head as he smiled, kissing you again before sitting down next to you and talking to you and eating while he enjoyed his little break.
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Soft sunday: Can I have Thor being flustered and shy while he tries to ask the reader on a date?
Thor x male reader
He showed up in front of your apartment door last-minute before leaving to go back to Asgard
To say that you were surprised was an understatement, since you had expected him to be far, far away already
“Thor? What are you doing here?”
“Oh, nothing, I’m only here to say goodbye to you.”
“Okay, but you said goodbye already.” A frown formed on your forehead. “Just a few hours ago. Do you not remember that?”
“Of course I remember, I wanted to say goodbye a second time.”
You weren’t convinced
“Thor, did something happen? Are you alright?”
Thor didn’t look you in the eyes. Instead, he seemed to be focused on his hands fumbling with the hem of his jacket
“No, I’m alright. How about you, how are you?”
“Um-” confused by the whole situation, your frown grew deeper. “I’m-”
“By the gods, ask him already!”
Frightened by the sudden voice coming from the stairwell and echoing through the whole building, you jumped
Thor flinched as well, yelling something like, “Loki, this is a private conversation!” into the rough direction where Loki was standing like a shadow 
After the shock had eased a little, Thor turned to you once more and began fumbling with his jacket again
“You wanted to ask me something?” you tried to encourage him to speak
“Yeah right.” Thor took a few deep breaths before looking you in the eyes
“So I recently learned about this thing that humans do called ‘going on a date’ and I was wondering, if you’d like to do that?” 
A pink blush painted Thor’s cheeks as he continuously tried to look at you and not somewhere else
On the other side, there was you. Flooded by emotions
“Um-” you searched for an answer somewhere written into the air but found none. You were at a loss of words. “Yup.”
It wasn’t the most enthusiastic ‘Yup’, so you tried tried again. “I mean... Yes, Thor, I’d love to go out on a date with you.”
“Oh, great! I’ll let you know when I’ll be visiting again, it should be soon.”
There was this grin in Thor’s face that looked so damn nice and adorable, you heart melted
“I’m looking forward to it,” you told him.
“Me too.” 
As Thor left, you could hear Loki complain about how long and awkward everything had been, but you couldn’t care less right now; you had a date with a god to look forward to
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loverkenobi · 6 years
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Dating Thor would include:
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A/N: hey guys! sorry for taking a little break but i’m back. hi, hello. i decided to write some thor today because he’s the love of my life and makes me all heart eyes, you know? okay, now i’m rambling because i love thor okay bye.
PSA: request more thor, please!!! he’s so fun to write!!
Dating Thor would include:
- Thor requires A LOOOT of physical attention
- And when he’s sad or wants attention, boy can pout for the nine realms
- Also the biggest softie in all the nine realms
- Constant kisses 
- Literally the biggest puppy
- Like he just loves to follow you around a lot
- Mainly because he doesn’t know where he’s going
- Will hug you until you’re literally sweating because he’s so damn hot (in both ways)
- He likes to have his hands on you almost constantly
- On your back, on your waist, stomach - or even tracing circles on your back to help you sleep
- Thor was instantly drawn to how friendly (and cute) you were, and how you didn’t judge him because he didn’t really get Earth 
- He makes you laugh uncontrollably
- Because he’s just the BIGGEST (and cutest) goof
- Calling each other by the cutest and most cringe-worthy nicknames (even if he doesn’t really understand them)
- “Baby? But…but you’re not an infant?”
- The most caring/considerate boyfriend in the whole
- But damn he’s good in bed
- Like so. good.
- Thor basically dotes on you all the time and literally worships you in bed
- And continuing this thread, he’s so damn dominant
- and possessive
- God of Jealousy and Overprotectiveness
- Introducing him to your favourite movies
- When Tony introduces cameras to him he would totally take 1000s of candid photos of you or makes you take photos together
- You like to play with his hands/fingers when you're nervous
- Can pick you up like you weigh nothing 
- And why would you say no to your legs around his waist? ;)
- Literally your hype man whatever you’re wearing and however you feel
- He may be the God of Thunder, but you two and the King and Queen/King and King of Napping
- You love to listen to his stories, no matter how much bragging is involved ;)
- Becoming absolutely terrified when you want to take him to meet your parents
- Gives you his Midgard clothes in a heartbeat, because he loves how you look in them
- You’re just the CUTEST couple
- Get so jealous and would definitely pull out the whole “I’m the God of Thunder” or “Look at my muscles” routine when he sees basically any other guy talking to you
- He does it to Bucky by accident
- He pays Bucky to forget it ever happened
- But ultimately you’re his best friend and the love of his life, and he’s yours.
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unfoldingdaydreams · 6 years
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starstruck on the red carpet - part 6
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Pairing:  Tom Holland x Reader
Featuring: Every Avengers: Infinity War Actor
Summary: As a journalist, you’ve been assigned to interview the actors of Avengers: Infinity War for your first job and on the red carpet you realize someone couldn’t help but stare at you the whole time.
Warning: This story has a slow progression, which means it will be focused more on feelings and character developments, I like to keep my stories detailed and imaginable as much as possible. I used the prons ‘’she’’-‘’her’’ in the story but you can imagine it in every way you like! Thank you!!
Words long: 1362
Chapters: 6/13
Completed: Yes
PART 1- PART 2 - PART 3 - PART 4 - PART 5 - PART 6 - PART 7 - PART 8 - PART 9 - PART 10 - PART 11 - PART 12 - PART 13
Sequel:
PART 1 - PART 2
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You didn’t realize you were still holding his hand..
His hand.. well, it was warmer than yours.
“O-oh, sorry!” you chuckled, letting go of his hand, “It’s just..” you waited. You should tell the truth.. that you are an interviewer. You shouldn't be lying to him..but.. it also was exciting to imagine what would’ve happened if you were an actual actress.. no, don’t lie to him. “It’s just that i.. admire you very much. It’s really amazing that I got to chance to meet with you.”
At least that wasn’t a lie.
“Mr Holland.. we should go. The interviewers are waiting.” The lady said. “Coming.” Was all his reply, he kept looking at you though. He smiled, “I’m very flattered. I hope we can meet again and continue this conversation where we left.”
..and he walked away smiling, waving slowly.. You smiled at the gesture and waved back.
You felt the room going colder as he left. It still wasn’t cold.. but it felt.. warmer when you were talking with him.
 Oh.. and now.. it was time to panic
You covered your face with your hands, smiling like a kid.. What.. did just happen. You paced around the empty hallway, remembering every little detail of the last 10 minutes.
“Okay.. Y/N.. Be a little mature, you’ve just met with someone.. even though he is.. the Spider Man.. he is a human too.” You kept mumbling to yourself as you walked to the interviewers' room without even realizing.
“Y/N? Oh, I’m glad you’re back.” You’ve heard Elijah saying.
“Oh, yes.” You said, still smiling. 
“Alright, you look completely different. What happened?” he raised an eyebrow.
“Well..” you started, and told what happened to Elijah, without skipping a second.. not even a bit.
“Wow.” Was the only word that came out of his mouth.
“I know.” You replied as you sat with him. There weren’t any interviewers with you anymore. They must all be interviewing. It was 7 minutes after all.
“So Tom Holland..” he said as you nodded to him, “..thought you were an actress.. and admitted that he was watching you?” he asked. You looked right through his eyes, your heart was beating really fast again. “..and you didn’t freak out?”
“I know!” you silently yelled. “But what bothers me the most.. is that I went along with it. I.. should’ve told the truth. I really feel bad.” You mumbled, looking at the floor once more. “Well.. to be honest.. it wasn’t clever at all but you must be lost in the moment.. so no one could blame you for that.”
He was right.. you were lost in the moment and the fact that you’ve just me with one of your favorite actors, but still, you felt bad. “I know.. But still, it do-”
“Oh! They’ve sent me the updated list!” Elijah smiled, the.. updated list?
“What is.. that?” you asked, watching him pace around the room.
“It’s.. uhm.. I asked the moderator to send me the guests lists and their appointments.. you know.. who is free and that.” He explained.
“But why do we need that..? Blake already is interviewing.. with.. you know, Chris and Robert.”
“Exactly!” he agreed, “..but still, we can appoint another one.”
“Really? We can do that?!” you beamed, getting up. “Yeah!” he laughed, “Of course we can! We can’t give up just because he got our one.”
You managed to smile, looking at the phone he was holding. “Let’s do that.”
You still had a chance, you still could do this.
“Okay..” Elijah looked at his phone, scrolling. “Chris and Robert has.. 9 appointments on the line.. so that’s a no-go.” He said, waiting for you to reply, and you nodded, “We could wait but it could get canceled if it’s time for them to leave.. So.. Scarlett and Mark has.. 6 people on the line.. oh.. this one has 3!” he said, checking to see who it was. 
“3? That’s great!” you said, you could totally wait for that.
“It’s Chris Hemsworth.. and..” Chris Hemsworth. You already interviewed him so it wouldn’t be as stressful as it would be. “Oh. We might want to skip this.” He said while scrolling. “Noo, no, why? It was our best chance.. And I already interviewed Ch-”
“It’s Chris and Tom. Tom Holland. You know, the one who thinks you’re an actress.”
“Oh.” You paused.
 Interviewing Tom.. it definitely would be hard to explain everything.
You didn’t lie that much but still.. you went along with it. “Ugh.” You sat down, it was the best chance you had and now you couldn’t even choose that.. because of you.
“I.. I don’t know.. but that’s our best chance.” You whined to Elijah, he paused scrolling, “Hey.. saying no won’t make you bad or anything. Don’t pressure yourself.”
You knew.. you knew that saying no wouldn’t make you bad. But you just couldn’t throw this opportunity either. It would be.. as if you let Nathalie and everyone else down.
“Take it, it’s our best chance.. I’ll figure something to say.”
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“Maybe we could.. Uhm.. you know, get Blake to do the interview?” you offered as Blake got out of his break time, Elijah looked at you, “Really? That’s what you want?”
“Why are you two still waiting?” Blake asked. His voice sent shivers through your body. You didn’t like the nullness on it. “We.. Uhm..” Elijah spoke, “We were waiting for our appointment.”
“Oh?” Blake raised an eyebrow. “You could’ve just texted me.” He replied. Okay, Y/N, now, don’t let Blake take this one either.. speak for yourself. “We.. were, planning t-”
“She. She is going to interview this one.” Elijah’s voice hit you.
What? Why did he suddenly say something like this.. Okay.. calm down.
“She is giving up big to make this interview.. and you already interviewed Chris and Rob. So let her take this one.” Elijah said. “ Oh. Why did his voice.. had a demanding feeling?
Okay.. it was the time where you should step in.
“Giving up big?” Blake teased, “I would love to let her do it, but this is work.. and I’m representing our company here.. and besides, What could she even be giving up? Look at her dress, does it look like she gave up something to wear that? No.”
You stopped.. was this really happening? Elijah took a step forward, he looked.. intimidated. “Oh you piece of-”
“The E&A? It’s your line on Chris Hemsworth and Tom Holland’s set.” A woman's voice suddenly broke the moment.
“Let’s go.” You heard Blake saying to his cameraman, as he started walking.
No. You took short steps, and held his jacket. He paused.. no, he froze.
“Blake.. I won’t mess it up. I promise. I know you have tons of work experience.. but I’ll try my hardest as well. A lot of people helped me. And like you said before, this won’t be enough to pay them back.” You paused, as he turned towards you, “..but it will be enough to show them I’m trying.”
It was a loud silence, of his eyes, looking directly at you.
“Don’t mess it up.”
You nodded, “I promise I won’t.” You somehow still managed to look at his eyes.. and then.. you broke the eye contact. “Elijah, we should go.”
Your senses came back to you. You still didn’t know what to say to Tom.. but you kept walking… Maybe because of Blake, or Nathalie.. or maybe because you wanted it as well.
You entered the room, it was dark except for the middle part. On the middle area, there were 2 big posters of the Infinity War. An empty seat.. a place for the cameraman.. and two Hollywood actors sitting across the empty seat.
Chris Hemsworth was the first one to turn towards you, you paused at the door.
You saw him smile.
“Oh! It’s you once more!” he recalled the first interview you had with him.. his voice sounded so.. friendly. “I’m glad you came actually.. It’s nice to see a kind face around.”
..and with that, Tom turned towards you too. You saw his smile fade as he realized it was you.
..and your eyes met once more.
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Hello! Sorry for the short (3 days) break, I didn’t even know I was updating this every 2 days! I realized it only now.
Anyway, I know this episode doesn’t have much.. I’m sorry, I promise the next chapter is going to be the real deal! I know I’m giving out so many details to make it look like it’s realistic, I don’t know if anyone likes it or not, to be honest.
Thanks for the never-ending support! It always puts a smile on me.
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drkcnry67 · 3 years
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Title: is it him or me?
Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader x Chris Hemsworth
Share the love: love triangle
tags HAVING TO MAKE THE MOST DIFFICULT CHOICE OF YOUR LIFE, AFTER BEING AWAY FOR 2 YEARS YOU RETURN TO YOUR ROOM MATES FOR THEM TO ONCE MORE ASK YOU THE MOST DIFFICULT OF DIFFICULT QUESTIONS: WHICH ONE OF THEM YOU WERE GONNA CHOOSE.
created for @thisismysecrethappyplace. @sweetness47​
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to choose, means to make a choice about something or someone, just to make sure we are all clear. 
now onto this story. yes a while back you had made the choice to leave. you now recently made the choice to come back. Chris Evans and Chris Hemsworth, your room mates and best friends. 
the night you left was the night these two guys, who you had known for what felt like forever, both under the influence of alcohol came right up to you and told you that they were both in love with you. 
that you were to choose one of them, but you said you had to think about it so you wrote a note and left after they went to bed. for you needed time to process what the hell happened that very night. 
you walk into the apartment and open a bottle of scotch pouring you and your roomates each a glass. the following conversation is what took place:
Chris E: welcome home YN
Chris H: do you know what kind of position that letter put us in?
Chris E: we talked about it for many a day afterwards. we have agreed that our friendship between the 3 of us will stay and remain strong no matter which one of us you choose. 
Chris H: over the years, you and i were going to the movies, we had our once a month shopping sprees where we go nuts and at the end of it, we would see who spent more. it was amazing! i hope to continue those traditions regardless of if i get picked. 
Chris E: do you remember the day of graduation! where hemsworth had gone stag in the hopes that he would get lucky that night, but you had no date, so you showed up to graduation and were announced, i was the one guy out of everyone there who was man enough to meet you at the bottom of the stairs and escort you onto the dancefloor. then do you remember what you said to me that night… you told me that i was your knight in shining armor, that i saved you from embarrassment. that i was your personal avenger. then we all went back to where we all were to be living that night and drank to our victory, we sparred and then we all camped out in the middle of the floor. curled up in a sandwich between us you were in the center. I remember opening my eyes to see that you were beside me and thinking how lucky I was to have you by my side.
 Chris H: as was I, we are humbled to be both your protectors as well as your best friends, we only wish to leave the final choice up to you. Now at this time we allow you the chance to speak. We have said our minds eye now we welcome what yours has to say. 
 You now had lots to think about, you had heard the minds of both these men, now you had to go through your own mind and come to your conclusion. You set out on a duty 2 years ago that very day to make your choice, that day 2 years ago was when they first both confessed their love to you, it was that day that you set out to find your own heart and what it was that it was speaking to you. 
 Thus you now had to say something, you couldn’t put it into words at first so you started speaking your mind.
 YN: I left that night to think away from here, I left to take your confessions into account and come up with what I wish to say. I want you both… 
 Both of the chris’ just starred at you in wide arrays of shock, both of them just lookin at you like you were the holy grail and they were just granted immortality as a result. 
 Chris E: I’m sorry, what did you just say?  
Chris H: is this some kind of prank? 
 Yn: I said I want you both. Look you guys are my best friends, right now I choose to have you both by my side. One day we will all become common law and in a relationship that has all 3 of us written on it. Right now I am here to say after 2 years away from you guys, it brought me back to the night of graduation as well. The waking up in both your strong arm sets it was the most incredible feeling in the world. I wouldn’t trade that for anything. Now I believe you both owe me lots of sexy time right now… Perhaps we can recreate the night we all fell asleep in each other’s embrace after you both make me feel as amazing as we all know.. 
 Before you could finish talking you were picked up and placed on the bed, and just like in a strip club, this was your private dance. 
both of them standing in front of you stripping off their clothes till they were just in their boxers, and then coming to your form, helping you out of what shirt and pants you were wearing and then placing kisses all over your body, this was your personal heaven. 
Chris H: i can live with this… 
Chris E: same here, we are just happy that you are back and have made the choice you wanted.
YN: would both of you just hold me tonight i just want to feel you both by my sides for as long as life will allow us to stay in this bed without interruption.
Then all 3 of you lay down in perfect harmony as the beginning of your new life, in a romantic relationship with both your room mates. a single king bed was now to be ordered to have room for all your future shenanigans. 
the balance in your life had been restored. you made the ultimate choice without hesitation, without thinking, but by simply following your heart. 
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Elastic Heart
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[Thor Odinson x Female!Reader]
Synopsis: After months of solitude from each other, the god of thunder had finally returned to you. And as much as you were relieved to see him, he wasn’t the same god you’ve come to know
WC: 1,152
Category: Hurt/Comfort, Slight Fluff
This poor bean has been through so much in these late phases that I just want to give him all the hugs in the world. He deserves so much better. That being said, I hope you enjoy this little snippet of our lightning ball of joy and feel free to reblog and drop a few comments. I’d love to hear your feedback!
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His arms cradled yours promptly, keeping your wobbly self-stable as he looked down at you with adoration.
He was back… Thor Odinson was back.
When you first heard the sound of the Bifröst, you thought your newlywed neighbors were killing each other. I mean you hadn’t heard from him in weeks, let alone months, so it was understandable to reach that conclusion. I mean, why of all Mondays would he choose this one to come back? To come back to you?
But he did, and you didn’t see him enter either. He just… appeared behind you with a closed-lip smile.
He also didn’t make his presence known. Like, at all. He was waiting patiently for you to turn around with your favorite and precious mug he’d stolen from your cabinet, to give to you. It was a thoughtful action as you were brewing your morning coffee, but man did it scare the living hell out of you.
You usually weren’t ashamed when you screamed like a vulture meeting face to face with the god as it happened so many times before. It mostly ended in laughter since Thor had always joined in on the screaming, thinking it was an inside joke.
But this time, nothing. He didn’t budge or even let out a chuckle. He was mute which immediately told you something was wrong.
He was expressionless and pessimistic. The smile he held was forced, and it was painfully obvious. Even his eyes which were always ocean-strong and had something enchanting to them were dark and inanimate.
Your name fell from his lips in a sigh as if he were relieved. A tired smile climbed onto his face as he cupped your jaw, the forced smile still apparent. “I apologize for the scare. It’s a bad habit, I know. I should have announced myself.”
You look up at him, sympathetically, scanning his appearance to find the problem. The emotion that was on display was guilt. His eyes told the story, stating that something tragic had happened — which knowing him, was something far out of his control. He always seemed to feel responsible for the “Midgardians” and carry the blame no matter his involvement in the incidents. It was a trait that you so desperately hated as it would tear him apart at the seams.
If you dropped and shattered a glass? It was his fault, he should’ve caught it.
A natural disaster flooded an entire city? His fault, he should’ve had it under control.
If the news reported a fatal tragedy of which he had no knowledge? His fault, he should’ve known about it and stopped it.
But this… this was unusual. The guilt on his face seemed bigger, more involved than shattered glass. It was something horrid, something beastly. You were sure of it.
“I figured you were busy saving the world, but Thor,” You breathed, “It has been months since you last dropped by, and you hadn’t said anything when you left. I-I was worried.”
“I know, I know.” He uttered, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead. “I’m just glad you’re safe, Little Dove.”
“Safe? What are you—“ That’s when you noticed that he was different, physically. You were so blinded by the difference in his mood, that you didn’t even notice that his signature feature was gone.
“Your hair… it’s short.”
“Yes, yes it is.”
“You’re not holding your hammer thing?”
“No, I’m not.”
You squinted, “And wait, is your eye…”
“Brown? Yes, unfortunately.” He answered solemnly, “A lot has happened, so much I’m afraid I can’t go into detail.”
You nodded, taking that as a sign to stop bombarding him with questions. It was clearly upsetting him, and it wasn’t much information anyway. With a hum you graciously took the mug from his hands, placing it gingerly on your countertop, before wrapping your arms around him.
Normally when you hugged Thor he’d pick you up and squeeze you like a beanbag until you couldn’t breathe. However, you didn’t mind it as it was a nice back-cracking experience. He always seemed to know the exact spot where the knot was.
With this hug, he barely moved an inch, just hovering his arms over your waist as if he was scared to touch you. Scared to hurt you. You had to hold back your tears, nudging your face into the withered hoodie he was wearing — which you weren’t about to question either — so he wouldn’t catch on about how upset he’d made you.
You never expected the day to come when Thor was this broken and shattered. Seeing him like this made you want to cradle him like a baby.
“Thor?“ You whispered into him, not daring to meet his eyes.
His body tensed at the possibility of another question. He lowered his head down onto yours, doing nothing but humming in response. His arms had just barely touched the cotton shirt you were wearing, but despite the hesitation, you could tell he needed it.
“It’s going to be okay.” You told him, squeezing his waist to let him know you were still hanging on. “I’m right here, and I will always be right here. Whatever this is, we’ll get you through it together. You’ve gone through hard times before, and you’ll get through them again, I know you will.”
You smiled when you felt him wrap his arms tighter around you — not as tight as his usual hugs, but one that was all around gentle. His body eased into yours as his head hovered down to your neck, feeling the scruff of his beard scratching your skin as he left small delicate kisses on your cheek. The kisses of gratitude and appreciation.
He didn’t say anything and he didn’t have to. From knowing him, you’ve come to the realization that Thor wasn’t a man who used words. He loved to chat about his old war adventures and misdemeanors, but when it came to emotions he was tongue-tied. When you confronted him about it, he told you he had always felt as if he were bombarding people with his problems, opting to suffer in silence instead of causing irritation to those around.
Of course, you had told him that you cared deeply about his feelings and emotions, but he still kept it bottled up inside — only spouting short and shallow responses when prompted.
And so you resorted to hugs and pop tarts. Sometimes he’d soften, telling you what he was concerned about if he wanted your input, but the majority of the time was him smiling in silence. The feeling of having someone there for him was enough.
You felt his tears hit your exposed shoulder as he held on to you firmly. You didn’t bat an eye, moving your palm to rub the small of his back. It was good that you hadn’t started your coffee, as it would have had to become an iced coffee. But even then, you wouldn’t have cared.
Thor came first. Your god always came first.
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Chris Hemsworth Masterlist
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Accessible by typing in the hashtag #DDDmasterlistChrisHemsworth
Throb
From Every Angle, you are Perfect
Gilding the Flower
Spark
Breakfast a Trois (Chris/Reader/Henry Cavill threesome)
Us Against the World (Chris x OFC series)
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
~*~*~Drabbles~*~*~
Sweet Finish
6am
Railed
Afternoon Appetites
Smack It
Smoulder
Good Girl
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Gilding the Flower - A Chris Hemsworth/Reader One Shot Fic.
As promised, Hems filth herewith! 
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Taglist - @katie007123​ @clarinette07​ @lilacmeadows​ @mostly-marvel-musings​ (To be added, please feel free to message)
“Oh, come on. She’s going totally overkill!” You scoff through a mouthful of popcorn, laughing with incredulity at the sex scene in the movie you’re watching.  
“What, you’ve never had that reaction when someone’s gone down on you before?” Your boyfriend asks, raising an inquiring eyebrow at you. It’s here that you clam up a little, shifting awkwardly in your spot on the bed. “What?” He then questions, making you squirm even more.  
You and Chris, you’ve only been dating for a month and being that there’s a considerable age gap between you, you’re nowhere near as sexually experienced as him. Hence why you’re taking it slow and nothing of that nature has occurred yet other than some heated kisses. It’s also why you feel bashful in elaborating.  
“Well, before you there was only one guy and... he wasn’t keen on it, so I’ve never had someone go down on me before.” Your comment happens to be poorly timed with the swig of beer he takes, Chris nearly choking at your revelation.
“He fuckin’ what?” he exclaims, making you laugh. His expression is just as priceless as his flabbergasted response. “I don’t understand how anyone can hate it. It turns me on so much. Even thinking about it and...” He trails off, turning onto his side to kiss you. “Just say when you want me to show you how much I love it. As will you.”  
He’s been so respectful of your desire to wait, just as he is again in that moment, continuing to watch the movie, moving so his head is rested on your stomach, idly stroking your thigh, content to do nothing more. You have a wonderful intimacy with one another without it being sexual as yet, but you can’t deny, his offer is tempting.  
You’re not frigid and of course, only human. Lying in bed on the nights you stay at his place, right there next to him, Chris Hemsworth, a painfully attractive man, a sheer mass of muscles who is lusted over by millions, it stirs your libidinous desire. Before this point though, it was never enough for you to act upon it.  
You lie there and stroke his hair, the shorter shaved spot at the nape of his neck feeling good against your fingertips, contemplating his offer. Just say. Hmmm.  
“Chris,” you begin, shyness wracking you, your mouth going a little dry.
“Mmm?” he hums in reply, looking away from the screen and up at you.
“I think I want you to show me, but... I... um...” you flounder, feeling yourself blush a little.  
“Don’t want anything else other than that?” His guess evokes a nod. “That’s fine by me, babe.” Taking the bowl of popcorn, he moves it as well as his beer bottle to the nightstand, moving to kneel astride you.  
Leaning down, he kisses you softly to begin with, tongue then nudging for the access you grant, stroking his short beard with your nails before he moves to lay kisses across your throat, unfastening your jeans and tugging them down along with your underwear. 
The feel of his large bulk between your thighs is immediately scintillating, although you still feel somewhat nervous, a little self-conscious over being seen in such fine detail as he’s about to. “Relax, baby.” He whispers, sensing your apprehension, his big hands stroking your arms.  
His head then dips to kiss your stomach, tongue circling your navel until he feels you physically relax, a soft little moan indicating to him you’re comfortable enough for him to trail his mouth lower.  
You begin to gently quiver with anticipation, feeling him kissing your hip, his tongue attending to the little dip beneath the bone, spreading those soft kisses from there to your public mound, over your neatly trimmed curls until his tongue takes a long, slow, sweeping lick, invading your slit without hesitation.  
“Okay, so you liked that!” He asserts as you share laughter at your reaction, your hips jolting violently off the bed.  
“Stop laughing and do it again!” You demand, Chris unable to fulfil your desire for that moment, because of the aforementioned laughter, glad you’re comfortable and no longer nervous. It might have only been a month, but already you mean the world to him.  
You inhale sharply after he composes himself enough to once again lay a languid, flat lick at your pink folds, your head tipping back into the pillows. “Oh, god.” You exclaim, the wet heat of his tongue circling your clit an incredible sensation, better than any touch you’ve experienced before, even your own.  
His hands press into your hips when they begin to rise and shudder again, pressing you down into the bed, his power holding you there with ease, the muscles in his huge arms flexing and cording beneath his dark t shirt.  
“Fuck, you’re so wet already.” He groans, tongue dipping into your opening and tasting you keenly, dragging back to your nub with the kind of light swirls that evoke beautiful tingles throughout your groin.  
Using his thumb, he pulls your clit hood back, exposing the little bud to his tongue, licking you slowly up and down, from side to side and then in circles, groaning against you as you pant and whimper, delirious with pleasure.  
“Oh, oh fuck, ahh!” You hiss, trembling as his tongue speeds and slows, lips enveloping you and sucking, his cheeks hollowing, his deep moans adding vibrations to the incredible sensations that have you reeling, your thighs juddering, your shaky hands combing through his hair.  
He releases you with a soft pop, tongue beating back and forth over your swollen clit, moving his hand to tease your opening before slipping two fingers inside you, your wetness soaking them as he pushes and rakes, moving them around until...  
“Right there, ahhh!” You gasp, his fingertips massaging your g spot, pressing and stroking, moving in perfect sync with his tongue. You can feel him smile against you as you cry out over and over, your reaction enthralling him.  
You fist the duvet beneath you, shaking and panting, suddenly realising that the actress in the movie was giving a very accurate portrayal, if her on screen lover was mimicking talents as good as Chris’s, that is.  
Each beat of his tongue becomes more rapid, groaning against you as he stops to give you a few keen sucks. “Fuck, babe. You taste beautiful.” He compliments, keeping you simmering with firm, flat licks.  
You watch him as he eats you with nothing short of keen gusto, his luminous blue eyes opening to look up at you, winking and smiling before his mouth closes over your plush cunt once more to suck at you like you’re ripe fruit, groaning incandescently.
When he looks up again, witness to you still viewing him as you moan so helplessly, it all flows organically, him emerging from between your legs as you pull your top off, his mouth meeting yours while his hands reach to unfasten your bra.
Your shyness over not taking things any further has diminished to nothing, wanting, needing for him to be inside of you like nothing before. You kiss each other with furious desire as clothes are shed and intentions made clear without uttering a word, until a few pertinent ones are spoken.  
“Do I have to...or are you, are we okay to, erm,” Chris asks clumsily through torrid kisses.  
“We’re fine, it’s okay, I’m on the pill,” you assure him as he moves between your legs without hesitation and immediately sinks his hardness into you. You gasp as he fills you, knocked sideways at his girth, his mouth claiming yours as your lips crush together in a passionate, consuming display of arousal,
“Mmmm, fuck.” He groans deeply, mouth leaving yours to bury at your neck, your pulse bouncing against his eager lips as he glides effortlessly in and out of your heat. Your walls clench around him, snugly enclosing his cock in wet heat, making him shudder against your body as you writhe together in bliss.  
You twinge at being split so widely, little pin pricks of pain that merge with the divine pleasure of such heated thickness invading you, your plush pink stroked and thus your pleasure stoked, so hard, so deep within you.  
Helpless, soft little exclamations flutter over your lips, his fingertips stroking them before he turns your head to sear you mouth with his once more. Your hands glide over the breadth of his muscles, delighting in the delicious feel of him beneath your palms, your fingers exploring the dips between them,  
He feels heavy both atop and inside of you, pressing into you so forcefully, drowning you in his consuming passion, his raw masculinity, everything about him imposes, but in such a way that he could pour into you forever and it’d never be enough.  
You feel drunk on him completely, Chris locking his arms around you before lifting your body, sitting up and letting you sink down onto his cock as your thighs bracket his hips, clenching on him a little as you stroke his hair and share more kisses of pure, erotic frenzy.  
The hunger for him is unmatched, your body opened like a flower before the sun, drinking up the rays of warmth he gilds you with. He lets you find your own way, correctly guessing without letting on that this position is new territory for you, allowing you to set the pace he then begins to move in time with, groaning at the slow rhythm you set.
Your hips roll into him, ensnaring his slippery length with each undulation, his hands grasping your rounded buttocks and hauling you closer, wanting to be within you deeper. His teeth graze your throat, his deep moans flowing from his mouth to yours when he kisses you again.  
You swallow them back, your cunt hugging him in a series of strong flutters as you glide together so perfectly, you never want him to retreat. It’s hot, one hundred percent passion, it’s beautiful and lord, it’s everything you ever hoped sex with him would be.
He shifts you higher on him, your thighs loosening your grip as he bucks up against you with thrusts that hit hard, his mouth everywhere, sucking and tasting your skin as you tip your head back, exclamations of bliss pouring from your mouth.  
You continue to roll against him, the heat of his cock scorching your insides, your cunt saturating him in a gloss of your arousal, his hands drifting up your back to grasp your shoulders and pull you down against his thrusts, moving beneath you with power.  
Tensing around him the faster he thrusts, you pant against his mouth, your cries beginning to spill out like a fountain bursting into life, his hand splaying over your hip between you, thumb stretching to rub your clit.  
Each circle draws the wildness out of you more, grinding on him almost savagely in the pursuit of your undoing, taking him by surprise at the sudden urgency you display, You ride him with all the intensity he fucks you with, your bodies colliding together as you chase your releases.  
His muscles flex with effort, deep, furious grunts peppering the air as his body goes into spasm, his cock twitching and spurting deep into you, glazing your cunt with cum as the lightning flickers, your spine tingling and thighs shaking.  
You wail, cresting hard against him, your nails grazing his back as your release strikes through you, lighting you up and filling you with fire before ebbing away slowly as you become still atop him.  
“So, you were saying about something being overkill?” He teases you with, rubbing the ear you just so vocally expressed your joy into, laughing when you playfully thump his chest.  
You reach for the remote while panting against him, turning off the TV, the movie well and truly abandoned. You’d much rather spend the time eating your words.  
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NEW ONE SHOT ALERT!
You, virgin reader, lusted after by the one and only Thor. Who better than an actual god for your first? 
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