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[theangrykimchi]

For the Thorki kiss number 33 please 🙏

I had such a hard time deciding which premise I wanted for this kiss it was insane lol I hope you will like some canon-adjacent thoughts 🥰

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“-the righteousness surging! Hey, do you want to have a rousing discussion about truth? Honor? Patriotism? God bless Amer–hmpf!”

Loki lets the Captain’s Glamour drop as he gets knocked back against a pillar, Thor's massive hand pressing against his mouth to shut him up. He thrashes a little at the sudden manhandling but it's mostly for show. Loki knows this. Thor also knows this, because as soon as Loki grabs his hand Thor retracts it.

“What?” snarls Loki, more irritated by the fact Thor gave up so easily than being handled in that way by him.

Thor takes away his hand resting on the side of Loki’s neck and along with it his warmth, and steps back, silent and somber like a stone statue. He isn't even looking at him and that stokes the fires of Loki's ire. He keeps quiet, though, when he notices the guards passing by them some feet down the hall, subconsciously moving closer to Thor. The last thing he'd want right now would be to be thrown back in his cell before getting to have some fun, so he waits until the guards have vanished down another corridor, before he speaks.

“You could at least furnish me with a weapon. My daggers–something.”

Thor finally looks at him, scowling—Loki doesn't care, elation fluttering in his gut—and pulls something metallic from inside his drab cape.

“At last,” Loki smiles widely, offering his hands for the weapon to be placed inside them, “a little common sens-...”

A pair of seidr-dampening handcuffs locks around his wrists and it's Loki's turn to scowl now, raising his hands between them, glaring at Thor.

“I thought you liked tricks.” Thor chuckles and is about to walk away when, in a motion quick as lightning, Loki throws his arms above and over his brother's head and pulls him close by the neck, bringing their mouths together in a forceful kiss that doesn't last more than a few seconds. Thor’s hand slaps against his lean chest in reflex, pushing him back against the wall again, growling. “Loki–”

“I do like tricks. Especially ones played at your expense.” Loki purrs and locks his hands firmly behind Thor's neck, tangling his fingers in long, blond strands of hair. Thor doesn't come easier when Loki pulls him close this time but their lips come together in another kiss that doesn't last longer than the last. The third, though, this one does last longer and the flutter in Loki's belly turns into a blizzard as Thor loses himself into the silky side, the familiar taste for a few moments more.

When he speaks, his voice has lowered, got raspier, sending sparks down Loki's spine to his toes for hearing it like that again after all this time, filled with want. “There's no time for your games, brother.”

A long leg wraps around Thor's hip, keeping him firmly pressed against Loki, their manhoods rubbing together through layers of clothing.

“This is where you are mistaken, dear Thor, there's always time for a little fun to be had.”

Those massive hands finally return to Loki's body, one pressing bruises above his hipbone and the other cradling his neck. So fiercely. So tenderly.

“This doesn't change anything, I'm still angry at you,” Thor whispers before Loki seals their mouths together in a biting, unforgiving kiss that leaves them seeking more and more when it's over.

They don't pull apart until a commotion from down the hall compels them to do so, Loki already thinking of how he's going to tease his brother into ravishing his mouth again at the first possible moment when a hard slap makes his head turn. With his lips still tingling and bruised from their kisses, it takes every little ounce of self-control in him not to start laughing at Thor's new amore’s face.

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[theangrykimchi]

45<3

Nice choice Anon! I hope you will enjoy this ficlet 😘

Also, to everyone:

I promise I haven't forgotten about these prompts, they are constantly on my mind, but it's uni finals for me right now and I barely have enough energy to study for my constant slew of exams as is🥲

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Thor was suddenly knocked back against the wall, gasping in surprise more than pain as the cobalt blue figure of Loki Laufeyson stood before him. Seething. Having accosted him as Thor was making his way back to his chambers.

“How dare you undermine me in front of the entire council,” Loki spat between clenched teeth. He looked beautiful and fierce, his body drawn tight in his anger, ready to strike like a snake—oh, did Thor love snakes.

Thor shook his head, trying to clear it a little, trying to hold back his smile. He wasn't successful in either.

“What are you smiling about?”

“I didn't undermine you, Loki,” Thor said, placatingly, “I simply didn't think you were being entirely honest of your intentions.”

“How would you even know, Odinson?” Loki said, his eyes burning with ire.

Thor laughed.

“You are so pretty when you're angry,” he said. “Still, beauty will get you nowhere in rebuilding that frozen realm of yours.”

Loki's expression changed between anger, shock and then anger again and, with a snarl he pushed Thor back again, making him knock his head against the gilded wall. Thor snarled and grabbed Loki by the front of his dark tunic, pulling him close until their noses touched.

“I could have you beheaded for this,” Thor threatened, but Loki's stance didn't falter. Instead, Thor felt the sharp edge of a dagger pressing under his jaw, too close to his throat.

“And I could have you dead in an instant, Your Majesty,” Loki drawled, a malicious smirk spreading against his face.

Thor gripped the Jotun Prince’s tunic tighter, pulling him in until they shared breath, their lips touching in a facsimile of a kiss.

“Do it. I dare you, little Prince,” he prompted, gripping at Loki's hip, smiling when Loki pushed forward against him, pressing their bodies together.

“You're insufferable,” Loki spat, like so many times before, closing the meager distance that separated their mouths in a biting kiss that bruised more than it conveyed anything else.

The dagger fell with a clang on the marble floor and Loki gasped when Thor pulled at his ebony hair, his nails raked under Thor's bare arms and before long Thor could taste blood in their mouths, his tongue stinging where it had scraped itself against Loki's sharp teeth. Loki smiled into their kiss, feral, driven by lust and anger as Thor gabbed at his waist and changed their positions, pressing Loki against the wall before tearing at his clothes.

“You're a beast, Allfather, how uncomely of you,” Loki mocked but still writhed his body this way and that to help Thor undress him, both of them uncaring of where they were.

“You make me one.”

Loki's laugh, mean and proud, rang under the corridor as Thor bit down hard on one blue shoulder.

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[theangrykimchi]

For the number Thorki prompts. Any of these sound fun: 10, 21, 22, 27, 44.

Hii, thank you for the prompt! I chose 27 - as a suggestion 😍 I had the whim to write Disney World actors in luv so here it is! Hope you will like it 😘

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With a tired sigh, Loki removed the horny helmet from his head as soon as he entered the backstage building, the door shutting behind Thor who followed after him.

“Man, I can't wait to take this thing off,” Thor said, taking off his helmet too.

“Yeah, same. It's too hot today,” Loki agreed, tugging at the neckline of his costume. “At least your costume doesn't have sleeves.”

“Yay for small miracles, I guess.” Coming to walk beside him, Thor smiled at him, bumping their shoulders together, making Loki smile, too, despite his discomfort.

They had met when they had both auditioned for the roles of, ironically enough, <i>Thor</i> and <i>Loki</i> from the blockbuster Disney movies. Loki Fergusson, who was still a university student back then, needed an easy part time job and Thor Bjornson, who was backpacking through the USA, needed some easy cash so he could continue with his traveling. Now, five years later, they were both still working at Disney World, taking on longer and longer shifts while looking for better jobs in their field (Loki) or saving up to return home (Thor).

They hadn't clicked right away—Thor was too energetic, too extroverted, while Loki was the exact opposite, preferring the few hours of peace and quiet he got over going out and partying his salary away. But having to play the brothers in the amusement park and, later, moving in together to share the costs—they already spent more than half the day together at that point, why not share an apartment closer to their place of work too?—had led to them becoming very close friends, despite their differences.

Entering their air-conditioned dressing room, finally, Loki sighed in relief for the coolness of the room and placed the helmet on its shelf, clicking his tongue at Thor chucking his carelessly on the sofa.

“Can you get the zipper for me? I need to get this off ASAP or I may perish.”

“Yeah, sure.”

He felt Thor's warmth when he stepped close behind him, goosebumps spreading on his skin as Thor’s fingers brushed his hair away and caressed the back of his neck on their way to the zipper. Surely on accident.

“Re-enacting Titanic today was pretty fun,” Thor said, the zipper making a soft hissing sound as it was pulled down Loki's back.

“I swear to God, these fans will have us kissing before long,” Loki answered with a soft laugh.

Thor hummed, fingers hovering, still holding the zipper.

“Maybe we should,” he said after a moment, finally parting the zipper and pushing the fake leather jacket from Loki's shoulders, his hands almost too warm on Loki's body through the protective t-shirt he was wearing beneath the costume.

When Loki spoke his voice came out breathless. “Do what?”

Thor stepped closer, pushing the jacket down his arms, tucking his face on the side of Loki's head.

“Kiss,” he whispered, lips brushing against the shell of Loki's ear.

Heart beating hard inside his ribcage, Loki felt the jacket falling over his hands, cuffing them in the fabric.

“W-what?”

Thor came around him, standing in front of him now, not meeting his wide, hopeful eyes as he took first one and then his other hand to release them from the sleeves.

“Just sayin’, the fans want it, the creators insinuate it, why shouldn't we give them what they want?” he said, flippantly almost.

“Oh,” Loki said dejectedly, feeling as if the air had left him entirely, his lungs squeezing inside him suffocatingly. “I thought–I–yeah, I don't know–the managers–” Loki stammered.

Loki <i>never</i> stammered. But it was hard not to when there was no breath inside him and his heart was hurting so painfully.

“Fuck the managers. We aren't going to work at this place all our lives, Loki. Let's have some fun before we move on to better things.”

<i>Better things</i>. Loki felt his eyes sting.

Too-warm hands cupped both sides of Loki's neck, making him refocus his zoned out sight to Thor's face as he ducked slightly to stare directly at him.

A small, hopeful, idiotic smile was curling his lips.

“Don't make that face. What I want to say is that I really want to kiss you stupid, idiot.”

Blood shot to Loki's head, making him feel lightheaded suddenly, his cheeks burning. He slapped Thor on his bare bicep, looking at him angrily.

“You <i>asshole</i>! I thought you weren't interested in me!”

Thor laughed, stocking Loki's ire as he left a soft peck on the tip of his straight nose.

“What do you say, should we practice?” He asked, stepping closer, brushing their noses together for a sweet moment before Loki tipped his head and slid their lips together.

“Idiot,” Loki whispered against Thor's soft lips. His arms coming up around broad shoulders as they chased after another kiss, swallowing Thor's insufferable little chuckle with his tongue.

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[theangrykimchi]

13 for the ask 💕

Hhhh I had to stop myself from making an entire one shot of this but Thor grabbing any chance he gets to kiss his brubber bc he loves him <i>so much</i> is such a soft thought 🥹 thank you for the prompt! I hope you'll like what I came up with 🥰

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1.

The weather was wonderful today and Thor had itched to get out since he woke up. So he rounded up his brother and his friends at breakfast and suggested they all go out on a small camping trip. Not too far. Just a couple hours to the east, where the mountains rise high and evergreen.

Loki grumbled a little, tried to get out of it, saying he had a lot of Prince-related stuff to do but Thor persisted and in the end his brother gave in with a tired sigh. Thor looked all around him, at his friends looking at their breakfast, discussing with each other, flirting with the servants and, at a moment he knew all of them to be distracted, held Loki's hand in his and raised it to his lips.

"Thank you," he murmured against soft skin, Loki's hand gripping Thor's for a moment before he slowly pulled away.

2.

Thor's and Loki's horses always had neighbouring pens. The wooden wall separating them had been replaced with a low fence long ago since they both got frustrated when they couldn't see each other. They had been raised together, Tordenvær and Skjult, just like their respective owners and sometimes it seemed like each other was the only company they needed.

As Thor readied Tordenvær, the red quilt looking rich and soft over her silky caramel coat, she bumped his side with her head before reaching over the low fence to where Loki was readying Skjult, vying for the bag hitched around his hips where she knew he kept their treats.

"You already got one. You'll have to be patient, dear," he laughed, taking a moment to scratch her nose before returning back to securing the black saddle over Skjult's deep green quilt.

"I don't blame her. You always have the best treats," Thor said, looking at his brother as he finally succumbed to Tordenvær's pleading and retrieved two treats from his bag, one for each horse.

"I just make sure I got wells of incentives for when they get stroppy."

Thor laughed.

"You mean when <i>Skjult</i> gets stroppy. Tordenvær is the best little girl."

Now it was Loki's turn to laugh.

"I do apologise, I obviously meant when Skjult gets stroppy and Tordenvær starts acting like a bullhead." With a smirk towards Thor, Loki added: "Just like her person."

Thor smiled and bit his lip—Loki looked gorgeous like this; in his dark riding leathers and his eyes sparkling with mischief. He looked around. The doors of the pens were both open and directly across him was Hogun, who was readying his own horse. Steps were coming down the narrow corridor and this all was very risky but…

Thor reached over the fence and pulled Loki towards him, giving him a quick kiss on the lips before pulling back. Fandral poked his head inside, looking at Thor first, before his eyes settled on Loki who looked surprised and was still half-leaning over the fence.

"Hey, Thor, Loki. Leli and I will be outside," he said, his expression doing something funny before returning back to its usual amiable daftness.

3.

They've been riding for more than an hour now, through open fields and under the Asgardian spring sun and even though he was just beside him, Thor felt as if he missed his brother.

They had fallen a little behind, the two of them, discussing softly and taking well-meaning jabs at each other, the rest of their party a good few yards in front of them. Sif was bickering with Fandral and Volstagg was laughing loudly at their back and forth while Hogun stayed silent but no less amused.

The itch in Thor's heart grew and grew until he couldn't take it any more and he led Tordenvær closer to Skjult's side. Wrapping a hand around Loki's forearm, he pulled him close, catching his lips as soon as Loki's head was turned towards him. It wasn't as easy to kiss while they were both on top of different horses, but their cantering was nearly synchronised, so it wasn't much of a hindrance.

Loki's lips were a bit chapped, a light sheen of clean sweat clung on his upper lip, but he still tasted like the sweets he'd been eating earlier, like brother and affection, and Thor would have continued kissing him if not for a loud guffaw breaking through their spell. Loki's gloved hand grabbed Thor's, still on his forearm. He pulled back, correcting his stance on the horse and looked at Thor half-scoldingly.

"What's got into you today, fool? Do you want them to find out?"

"Let them find out, I don't care."

Thor pulled him back into another quick kiss before he leaned back and away.

When he checked, their friends were still caught in Sif and Fandral's flirty bickering. They continued their journey to the east in silence, Loki looking at Thor in consideration before he reached out, took Thor's hand in his and kissed the palm of it tenderly. They didn't stop holding hands until they reached their destination an hour later.

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[theangrykimchi]

For River on twt who asked for #7 - to shut them up 🥰

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The sliding doors opened with a whirring sound, letting Loki enter the captain's quarters along with a billow of steam from the bathroom, light spilling onto the brown patterned carpet for a moment before the doors closed behind him again.

He was bone tired from the day's events, dragging his feet under him as he made his way to the soft bed where Thor was already sprawled upon. Loki yawned, big and loudly, hand rubbing a towel through his hair. Thor stretched luxuriously in all of his naked glory, equally exhausted with Loki.

Loki tripped.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed in surprise, trying to regain his balance.

Turning his head, Thor looked at him while Loki looked down to find a linen shirt tangled around his foot.

“Maybe you should start watching where you're going?” Thor murmured, yawning and turning to his side to look properly up at Loki who was bending down to retrieve the shirt .

“Maybe I wouldn't have to if you tidied after yourself.”

Thor laughed. “You're one to talk,” Thor said, making a waving motion to indicate all of Loki's stuff taking over every available surface.

Loki crossed his arms over his bare chest, standing before his brother's legs that were dangling from the bed. “You aren't back in Asgard where we had dozens of servants to chase after you and clean your messes,” Loki snapped, knocking his knee lightly into Thor's when he wouldn't look at him.

Sharing such a limited space after centuries of being used to each having their own sprawling chambers was hard and it had started getting to them after a few months of it, raising arguments between them that got more and more frequent.

Thor braced himself on his elbows, raised an eyebrow.

“You really want to get into it right now? When we're both this tired?”

“I don't know, Thor, I'd like it if I didn't endanger myself every time I walked in our bedroom.”

Thor laughed and grabbed Loki's hand, trying to pull him in the bed with him, but Loki wouldn't budge. Thor pulled with more force, making Loki drop inelegantly on top of him with an <i>oof</i>. Raising himself with his palms braced either side of Thor's head, Loki glared at him.

“Don't try to seduce me, fool, I'm ang–”

Thor shut him up with a kiss, his arms wrapping tightly around Loki's trim waist. Loki growled in frustration, ripping his mouth away.

“You extremely irritating, oafish bas–”

Thor surged after him, knocking their teeth together as he captured his mouth again. Loki's hand slapped on Thor's pectoral, trying to push him away. Their legs tangled, their bodies slotting together seamlessly as Thor rolled them over. Unwilling to give in, Loki turned his head on the side, but that only gave Thor easier access to all the sensitive areas of his neck, turning Loki into a moaning mess soon after.

“Fuck you,” Loki cursed, pulling at Thor's hair, pulling him closer to where Thor was mouthing on his tendon. “This won't change anything. You know I can let you fuck me and still be mad at you.”

“I'll clean up tomorrow,” Thor promised, his voice hot in Loki's ear, his hand tight on his lean thigh. “Will you give in now and forgive me for causing you to almost break your neck?”

Loki looked at him silently for a few moments, his expression furrowed into a scowl. Finally, he sighed and relaxed back into the rumbled covers.

“Fine. Yeah. Okay. Sex me up. Come–”

This time, when Thor cut him off with a kiss, Loki melted into it without resistance, holding on tightly to Thor's shoulders and chasing after his warm tongue.

The next day, Thor excused himself from his morning Kingly duties and made sure to clean up the entirety of their living space, even going as far as to tidy up Loki’s books, documents and scrolls into neat clutter piles. The soft kiss he received as a thank you when Loki entered their rooms late in the evening, was the best reward he could get.

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[theangrykimchi]

For Snow on twt who asked for #24 - in danger 💖

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“This is it, Thor. We might not make it out alive from this one,” Loki says, eyes filling with tears as he looks at his warrior brother.

Thor grabs his forearm, pulls him close. “No, please don't say that,” he says when he presses their foreheads together. Both looking at the other in despair.

A trembling hand cups Thor's cheek and the kiss they share holds a feeling of finality. A tear is rolling down warm cheeks, an eerie growling rising in level as the Great Beast of the North stomps its way to where they are hiding, making the very ground shake beneath it.

“Whatever might happen, know that I've-I’ve loved you dearly,” Loki confesses wetly.

Another heart-shattering kiss, the emotions shared through it bigger than they could ever express with words. Loki's name whispered in adoration, unfathomable love.

“NO! LOKI!” Comes the terrified shout when Loki shakes off Thor's grasp and turns to face the beast that's finally rounding on them.

They stare at each other for a long moment—Loki and the beast—and then, with a deep breath, Loki prepares his attack.

It feels like the dice on the small coffee table rolls forever before it lands on a number.

Critical 20.

“HA! TAKE THIS BITCH! I CAST FIREBALL!”

“Your attack is successful. The fireball hits the beast between the eyes and it dies with a long groan,” Steve describes and the entire party jumps on their feet, shouting and yelling in excitement as the beast is defeated.

Loki doesn't have time to crow in victory before Thor is pulling him into a deep, soul-changing, world-altering kiss. Moaning, he grabs on his warrior’s shoulders, pulls him firmly against his own body and they kiss for long, long, looong minutes until-

“Um…guys?” Tony coughs, “this is all very hot to see but we were kind of in the middle of something here…”

Loki flaps a hand at him, uncaring of anything else but Thor and his mouth on his and his big, warm hands roaming his body.

“Ooookay. So, scene change,” Steve says, “Natasha and Clint are in the woods, journeying towards the renown town of Nidaleir-”

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I know, I'm sorry but I really couldn't resist this bunny on crack 😅 I hope you enjoyed and that it got a laugh out of you anyway💖

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[theangrykimchi]

46 for the Thorki kisses 💕💕💕 please, please, please!

Thor steamed into his cup as Loki's laughter reached his ears from the other side of the long mahogany table. His eyes were sparkling with mirth and even though he held a hand before his mouth to stifle the sound, his joy managed to travel across the open space of the royal gardens. Beside him, an elf was looking at him with open adoration, broad smile splitting his face into two at managing to make the otherwise aloof second Prince of Asgard react so openly to whatever it was that he said to him.

Emptying his cup of strong flower wine, Thor broke the vessel against the dusty ground, demanding another to be brought to him immediately.

The Alfish elf had been glued to Loki's side since the moment the Bifrost landed them on Alf a week ago. Never leaving the brothers alone except for them to retire for the night but then, as soon as they woke up, there he was, at the breakfast table, up high on the spacious balcony constructed into the massive Plane Tree Palace, monopolizing Loki with whatever it was that his brother found oh-so-interesting about him. Thor had considered grabbing the elf from his wiry arm and throwing him off the side of the protective wooden rails one too many times.

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48!! —thot-son-of-odin

Aaaa!! You can't guess how absolutely excited I was for this prompt as I've wanted to write this particularly scene for literal *years* but didn't really want to write an entire fanfic around it. So thank you for this opportunity! I hope you'll enjoy reading it 😘💖

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Working as a live-in nanny was never in Loki's plans for the future, but here he was, at 25, working as a caretaker for a two year old.

In all honesty, it wasn't the easiest work but it was better than other alternatives for someone who was also studying for university. Plus, the money was really good, Thrud was an absolute pleasure, and his employer was pretty laid back and fun to be around. Thor wasn’t pushy or demanding like his previous two employers—and way more handsome than most people Loki had ever laid eyes on. Which was <i>kind</i> of a problem because Loki was sure Thor didn't lean that way (and by that he meant <i>Loki's way</i>) and that was just unfair because Loki had suddenly turned into one of the most popular clichés and had, of course, developed a crush on his boss sometime in the five months he'd been working for him.

Loki pined <i>hard</i>, day in and day out—especially when Thor scrunched his nose and laughed one of his full, belly laughs or when he answered Thrud’s questions, mastering all the seriousness he could, or when he held his daughter close and rocked her to sleep. Loki was truly gone on him if he found the way Thor fell asleep with Thrud on the sofa <i>cute</i>.

Ugh, this was totally unfair!

Today, Thor was still downstairs when Loki made his way to the kitchen with Thrud following after his steps, chattering a mile a minute in barely comprehensive baby talk. Loki stopped in his tracks when he entered the room and saw Thor was in there, in his undershirt and slacks, flipping a pancake on a precarious stack.

“Good morning.” Thor beamed at them and, damn him, he looked really fucking pretty with the light streaming in from the windows giving him a golden glow, half-ready for work. It was too early in the morning for Loki to have to deal with him and his…Thor-ness!

“You're still here,” Loki blurted out, freezing at the doorway while Thrud yelled in excitement and ran to her dad who picked her up readily and kissed her cheek in greeting, making the toddler giggle as his beard tickled her.

“Got an important meeting later and decided to take my time getting ready so I can calm my nerves. Can you get the plates?” Thor hitched Thrud on one of his hips and brought the stack of pancakes at the breakfast table while answering.

“Oh,” Loki said and went to retrieve the cutlery and crockery while Thor secured his daughter in the booster seat and then went to get the toppings. Coming to stand right behind Loki, Thor held on his bicep as he stretched to reach a bottle of chocolate syrup from the top shelf. “Wha-what’s the meeting about?” Loki asked just so he could say something, trying not to look as affected as he felt when Thor lingered for a couple moments more than necessary. He could feel his breath, hot and minty, as it breezed through Loki's hair for god's sake!

Thor fell back and walked away, leaving Loki to stand there, clutching on Thrud's silicone spork.

“The money we need for the new production to go through,” Thor said. “The sponsors aren't exactly convinced of its effectiveness so I need to be at my most charming today and kiss their asses.”

<i>You could kiss my ass</i>, Loki thought stupidly, getting a very vivid image in his brain. Out loud he said:

“I bet you're going to charm fat checks out of their pockets before the meeting is even over.”

It made Thor laugh and Loki was sure he was looking at him lovestruck but he really couldn't help it—Thor laughed with his whole body, his face open and expressive, his broad shoulders shaking as he leaned backwards.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” Thor said, mirthful, a brilliant smile still on his face.

They had breakfast while they discussed softly between them, taking turns to feed Thrud as she was more interested in hitting her plastic plate on the booster’s tray instead of eating but, before long, it was time for Thor to finish getting ready and go to work. He sighed as he looked at the time, looking ruefully at his daughter and Loki.

When he was ready to go, Loki followed behind him to the front door. Thrud hitched on his hip.

“Did you get the documents from the study?” Loki asked, gently removing Thrud's thumb from her mouth.

“Yes, I think I've got everything,” Thor answered, peeking into his briefcase to make sure before he patted his pockets to check for his keys. “Do you have any plans for today?”

“Nah, just getting this little mongrel to daycare and studying. I'm going to make stew or steaks for dinner, depending on how your meeting will go. So, call me later to let me know you seduced hundreds of money out of them, okay?”

Thor laughed again and lingered in the doorway. “Thanks for the vote of confidence, Lo. You're truly the best.”

Loki shrugged with his free shoulder, fighting down the blush that was threatening to spread on his cheeks.

“Drive safely,” he said instead, holding on to the door handle as Thor smiled and butterflies rushed through his gut.

“You too,” Thor said back and leaned in, kissing Thrud's forehead and then leaving a soft peck on Loki's lips before he turned away and left.

Five steps down the porch he froze in his tracks. Realising what he had just done.

Loki stood equally still, Thrud slipping slowly downwards as she wiggled to be set free, wobbling her way further in the house to her toy box.

Thor's eyes were wide and terrified when he turned slowly to glance at Loki who was staring at him, eyes equally wide, mouth parted in surprise.

“Ahh, fuck it,” Thor cursed lowly and let his briefcase fall with a thud on the wooden boards. Turning fully, he made his way back to the front of the house decisively, reaching for Loki just as Loki was reaching out for him.

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[theangrykimchi]

Kissy #19 - For luck

For my loveliest friend @voidkitty68 . I hope you will like it 😘💖

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<i>For luck </i> their mother used to say when they were children, kissing their foreheads before she sent them off to take quizzes or fight against imagined dragons.

<i>For luck </i> she continued saying as they grew up into adolescents and then further on to become young, strapping men going on outer-realm adventures. Always following it with a soft kiss on their forehead even when they had surpassed her in height and they had to duck their heads for her to reach them.

However, Frigga wasn't here to wish them luck and sent them on their way anymore. The imagined dragons had turned into real monsters, the fun adventures into fighting for their lives.

Thor missed her keenly. Her wise advice, her affectionate touch that could calm raging seas, her understanding eyes. She was gone. Their father was also gone, as were their friends. They were left to fight for survival all alone.

Thor, Loki and the monster.

Hela who raged across the rainbow bridge, cackling at managing to hinder the Asgardians’ flight, raining great onyx spikes down on them. Hela who was now calmly walking towards them, comfortable in her knowledge that she was stronger than them, that there was nothing they could do to win over her.

“Loki,” Thor said in sudden clarity, turning to his brother, who had returned to his side and was now looking at him worried, breathing a little harder. “This was never about stopping Ragnarok. This was about <i>causing</i> Ragnarok. Surtur’s crown, the Vault...” He could see it in his eyes, the pinched dark eyebrows, that Loki understood his intentions instantly. Like only Loki ever could. “This is the only way.” Thor pressed on, feeling his gut in knots at what he was about to send his brother do.

“Bold move, brother. Even for me,” Loki said before setting off towards the <i>Comodore</i> and, despite everything, it felt nice being addressed that way by him after so long.

“Loki–Wait!” Thor shouted, making Loki stop in his tracks and half turn around to look at him as he jogged towards him.

“Changed your mind already?” Loki asked when Thor was close enough, his eyes widening when Thor didn't stop until he was standing right in front of him.

Thor shook his head <i>no</i> and cupped a hand on his brother's neck, holding him steady as he leaned in and kissed his forehead.

“For luck,” Thor whispered against Loki's clammy skin. Their mother might not be here anymore, but Thor knew they both could use some luck in their efforts to defeat the monster their sister had become.

Loki’s eyes were misty when Thor pulled back, his voice wet when he accused Thor of being a sentimental fool. Thor chuckled lowly and started pulling away. Loki's hand pulling on the neckline of his armour stopped him from getting far. Thin, soft lips landed on the corner of his mouth for the span of a heartbeat before Loki was pushing him away again.

“For luck,” Loki said, smirking lightly at Thor, before he turned around and continued on his way to the spaceship.

“Are you done flirting? We've got a maniac to fight, in case you forgot,” the Valkyrie yelled at Thor, shaking him out of his trance as he watched Loki's cape fluttering down the rainbow bridge. Thor removed his fingers from where they pressed to where Loki had kissed him and turned around to face the Valkyrie and Hela.

A spear lanced through his chest as soon as he turned.

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“Give us a kiss,” Thor said, smiling hopefully, hours later, when they were standing close to one another in the narrow corridor of the <i>Statesman</i>, holding on to Loki’s waist while his brother cupped his face.

“For luck,” Loki whispered, a soft little smile on his lips as Thor leaned in and their mouths met properly, slotting together like puzzle pieces. Affection surged in Thor's chest, nearly choking him with its power. He might have lost nearly everything today, but he still had his Loki by his side, in his arms. It was enough.

“Now go be a King.”

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[theangrykimchi]

Kissy #26 - in apology

For sweatingthruahat on twt

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Thor was roused from an unrestful sleep by some kind of movement. Peeling his eyes open with effort, he tried to get his bearings, by looking around, groggy and exhausted. For a moment, he couldn't tell where he was, but the low lights, the messy clutter of books and parchments spilling over every available surface, the peculiar trophies on the walls and the dark green fabric accentuations all over the place felt intimately familiar to him. 

A pained groan was what made it all finally click into place. Thor lost no time in springing upright in the armchair he had pulled by the bed Norns-know how many days ago. 

“Loki, are you awake?” He asked with worry and hope colouring his voice. 

“Yes and I solely regret it,” Loki answered, sounding weary and brittle, looking at Thor through the slit of his eyes.

Thor reached for Loki's hand that was lying atop the heavy quilt and gripped at him while his eyes stung, overcome with relief. His brother said his name, taken aback by his reaction—Thor, who would foolishly throw himself in danger, who sometimes seemed unmoved by any foe or injury, was now looking at him with tears in his eyes. Loki had never seen him look so afraid before. 

“What happened?”

“We were on Nidavellir in-in that mine and-sorry. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault, I'm sorry,” Thor mumbled, his shoulders quaking with sobs as he leant over Loki until his forehead touched the back of Loki's hand.

It was hard for Loki to even breathe, but he clenched his teeth and reached out with his free hand to brush his fingers through Thor's hair, shushing him gently. He vaguely remembered being in another realm, the small, suffocating air of the mine, and then there was a beast, his cry of pain—but details were foggy and jumbled in his mind. He didn't need much more to come to a conclusion.

“How long have I been unconscious?” he asked when Thor calmed down a little. 

“Two months,” Thor answered with a sniffle, pulling back slightly and trying to put himself in order. His hand never leaving Loki's. “We were worried you might not–not make it. The healers, they tried their best but your injuries were too–too severe and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Loki, it was all my fault. If I hadn't persisted yo-you-y-” 

Loki shushed him again and patted the empty space beside him. Thor crawled into the bed, careful to not jostle him too much. Loki bumped their heads together gently. 

“I'm tired. I'll be asleep again soon, but I promise you, nothing will take me from you,” he whispered, putting effort in not letting his eyes slip closed again. 

He felt warmth on his lips, gentle and soft—a silent apology and a promise whispered against his skin before sleep took over him again.

“I'll be here.”

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[theangrykimchi]

Wow everyone thank you! I'm having so many thoughts while reading your kiss-prompt choices that my brain is ping-ponging between All The Possibilities 🤩🤩🤩

As I said this will take a while to fill, but thank you for the dopamine!

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[theangrykimchi]

I'm trying to do one kissy prompt a day (if I'm not too tired bc *sigh* life). I do one from here and one from twt interchangeably and I'm REALLY enjoying all the prompts. There isn't a way to let you all who have send me asks on here know I've seen them so I'm telling you now: I've seen all of your messages! I'm loving each and every one of them and I can't wait to get around to writing them. 😍💖

(also to the two anons who had sent me prompts last time I was doing this: I'm sorry it's taken me so long but, again, /life/. I'm planning to fill in your prompts in the next few days when I'll be less busy for a change 🥰😘)

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