December 16 2013, 12:24 PM

Meeting in the Middle

welp. it’s been a while. here’s a late birthday fic for papchuseyo. happy belated birthday, fucker. sorry this is late. i hope you like it anyway. (ao3 link)

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It has been six years.

Which, in the life of a god, is nearly nothing. But, when one is Thor Odinson, crown prince of Asgard, six years without the intimate press of a body against his is almost too much to bear. Six years without feeling slender legs wrapped around his waist, six years without feeling nails carving into the flesh of his back, six years without the honeyed flavor of a woman on his tongue… Six years of becoming intimately aware with every callous on his hand, with every bone and muscle that lie tense beneath his skin.

So, in Thor’s mind, it has been a very long six years.

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June 17 2013, 12:01 PM

help…!

so, i’m actually working on writing a short-ish multi-chapter fic and i’d like to possibly have some lines here and there in another language. rather than using google translate, i figured i’d put it out there for native and/or fluent speakers of french, italian or german. (can you see i’m still undecided???) just as a heads up, some of it will be slightly filthy?? so i’d like someone who knows their way around slang and whatnot.

anyway. any help would be appreciated. just send an ask my way and i will contact you asap! 

April 05 2013, 10:03 AM

Even More Drabbles

askboxmemes:

Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer your up.

Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.

Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Drink Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.

Leave a “Enamor Me” in my ask, and I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.

Leave a “Get Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.

Leave a “Haunt Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours[as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Invite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to

Leave a “Join Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.

Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

Leave a “Mourn Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death.

Leave a “Nurse Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.

Leave a “Offer Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.

Leave a “Paint Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Quite Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Remember Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Shag Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters.

Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “Value Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.

Leave a “Wed Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]

Leave a “X Me” in my ask, and I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]

Leave an “Yahoo Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

Leave an “Zip Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

obviously not using this as a yours/mine drabble request but more of a thor/loki request…

December 26 2012, 07:06 PM

stitches

i’m not dead ya’ll. just having shit writers block, but i’m trying to force my way through it. wrote this just real fast. warning for slight mentions of blood and sewing flesh together. ( ao3 link )

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There were many things Thor had seen and done in his lifetime. From the good—births, joyous parties, intimacy. To the bad—deaths, war, unspeakable things. But, this… this was something altogether new. Terrifying. Horrifying in ways that he never thought possible. Faced with this task was never something he wanted and he thinks that he would rather slay one thousand men than do this…


They are alone. It had been Thor’s request. Not only to keep his own shame hidden, but to spare his brother the shame of being watched. Though, he thinks, that perhaps Loki would not have minded. Or maybe he would have—he is terribly difficult to read. Though, Thor never could. Now he regrets never paying closer attention, he regrets not giving more love to his brother. If only he knew then what he knows now, he would give up everything to go back and fix it all.

But, it is too late for that.

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November 10 2012, 02:27 PM

24 hour fic-a-thon

assguarding:

for the next 24 hours my ask box is open to any and all thor/loki or hiddlesworth prompts. leave a pairing, leave a prompt and a short fic will be written as fast as i can write them. 

a prompt can be anything from a word, a phrase, a quote, a picture, gif, anything, really. just trying something new to bust through some terrible writers block so i can finish the half-written fics on the table.

so! request away, reblog to spread the word if you’re feeling kind enough. thanks! ♥

ps: there is no limit on requests! so load me down if you feel like, but i will stop taking requests at 12pm EST on november 11!

pps: if you have a prompt that is a picture, just reblog the post and put it in there. i’ll see it. i forgot tumblr asks are butts about urls/html

November 10 2012, 12:04 PM

24 hour fic-a-thon

for the next 24 hours my ask box is open to any and all thor/loki or hiddlesworth prompts. leave a pairing, leave a prompt and a short fic will be written as fast as i can write them. 

a prompt can be anything from a word, a phrase, a quote, a picture, gif, anything, really. just trying something new to bust through some terrible writers block so i can finish the half-written fics on the table.

so! request away, reblog to spread the word if you’re feeling kind enough. thanks! ♥

ps: there is no limit on requests! so load me down if you feel like, but i will stop taking requests at 12pm EST on november 11!

June 20 2012, 05:31 PM

untitled

found this stashed away on plurk (as written fast for the greedy papchuseyo and heterodoxal) one night before bed. i liked it so in order to save it, just posting it here ;) ( ao3 )

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“Fuck my mouth,” he says. Voice cracked and aching.

It had been too long since had his brother here in his chambers. Loki says nothing but twists his fingers tightly in Thor’s hair. It’s like the sun, gold and shining. He pulls Thor closer, thrusting his hips forward and forcefully shoving his cock into his brother’s waiting mouth.

He is not kind, but Loki never is. Thor sputters around him, trying to keep up, trying to prove himself. But Loki is too quick, too slight.

Thor’s throat burns already, but he won’t give in, won’t make any noise other than a deep, vibrating hum. Done only in an effort to slow Loki down. And it does, if only for one brief moment. He sees his brother’s jaw go slack and hears the sharp intake of breath. Thor does the same because he knows once Loki resumes it will be the last breath he takes.

"Is this what you like, brother," Loki crones and pulls him close. Slower this time, easing his cock further into the wet heat of Thor’s waiting mouth. Pushing, pushing, pushing until he bumps the back of thor’s throat. "Show me how you’ve yearned for this."

Thor’s hands grab on to Loki’s thighs and he swallows, thrice, around him. But he can hardly move, if only for the hands tightly fisted in his hair. Hot tears prick at his eyes but he doesn’t care. This is important. This is what he wants. This is what he’s dreamed of.

A deep moan, one that starts at his toes and fires up through his body, nearly shaking himself as it wraps around Loki’s skin like a prayer. It’s there he gets his chance, the lithe fingers he constantly feels over his skin slacken and he rips them free, holding them tightly with his own. His head bobs fast, mouth working over time and harder than it ever has. Loki may have a silver tongue to put the nine realms to shame, but Thor is not without his talents. Learned from the best.

When he brings his brother to his peak, that white-hot heat searing across Loki’s vision so hard and so fast he sees stars, it’s as if there is a moment of peace between them. Nothing bad existed and nothing awful will happen. It is just the two of them, locked hand to hand in the most intimate of moments. He hears Loki say his name, over and over—husked and full of desire and lust. It’s almost too much and he feels his own body tremor with that same desire and lust. to take Loki and claim him, make him his own. But he doesn’t.

Instead he coaxes him down, leaves reverent touches over his skin. Kisses him; his shoulder, his neck, the hollow of his throat. Each kiss echoes the words he’ll never say—’I love you' 'You’re mine' and then finally reaches his mouth. Lips against lips. It's slow, passionate. Thor pours everything he is into it, forces Loki to feel what he feels. And Loki, in that moment, accepts.

June 19 2012, 08:12 PM

end of an era

WARNING: THERE IS CHARACTER DEATH(S) MENTIONED IN THIS FIC!!!

I said that I would never write a death fic in my life and here I did it anyway. No clue why but this thought has been bothering me for months now. Not the best thing I’ve written but I hate doing sad things…. Anyway. Not beta’d as usual. (AO3 link)

Against all odds the sun is actually shining. Bright and golden, high in the sky and scattering a warmth across the land. It’s spring and the leaves are green, the flowers vibrant shades of the rainbow. The world is bursting with life. Birds are chirping loud and happy. Insects buzz around the flowers. Wildlife moves about gathering food and building nests. They’re all acting as if they don’t know. And they don’t, they couldn’t possibly, that would just be a bit silly.

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June 13 2012, 06:52 PM
Anonymous
Are you still taking prompts?:) maybe a Thor/Loki or RPF Tom/Chris fic (and maybe with some porn?with Tom/Loki on top?xD or am I asking too much?xD) inspired by one of these two songs: "Gotten"-Slash&Adam Levine or "Per Sempre"-Nina Zilli (if you need the translation of the last one I can also help you :)). Hope you like it and that this comment doesn't bother you, sorry for my bad English :)

yup! i’ll likely always be open to prompts. especially those of the porn variety. :D i’m not familiar with either song, but i will most certainly give them a listen and see if i can come up with something for you. or perhaps just do both and split the difference. 

June 11 2012, 08:07 AM

sci-fi au || tom is an alien prince who is taken aboard chris’ father’s ship as a prisoner to be studied. chris sneaks into the lab at night to look over the research and do his own tests. he starts letting tom out of the holding cell, and tom perches on a desk to watch him work. night after night on repeat until suddenly chris finds out tom can communicate with him. he also finds out that tom is way too charming for his own good, and eventually they fall into bed together. afterward chris is conflicted over what they’ve done because, well… alien prince!, and tom begins plotting his escape, planning to leave whether or not chris agrees to come with him.

sci-fi au || tom is an alien prince who is taken aboard chris’ father’s ship as a prisoner to be studied. chris sneaks into the lab at night to look over the research and do his own tests. he starts letting tom out of the holding cell, and tom perches on a desk to watch him work. night after night on repeat until suddenly chris finds out tom can communicate with him. he also finds out that tom is way too charming for his own good, and eventually they fall into bed together. afterward chris is conflicted over what they’ve done because, well… alien prince!, and tom begins plotting his escape, planning to leave whether or not chris agrees to come with him.