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Please read all rules and information before seeking interaction. Selective indie post-TDW Thor v: unhallowed crown Thor has become darker after the losses he has suffered and the burden of the throne he has now taken. This is not the Thor you've grown to love. v: crown jewels After the Aether finds Thor as a host, it changes him into something dark and cruel, hungry for power. He won't stop until he has all of the Infinity Gems in his possession. Twin Name: Bron

[brontideking-blog]

i feel so honored by everyone’s presence here even though i’ve done next to nothing on this account for so long. i have to say that unfortunately my muse for this character is all but nonexistent so i’m putting bron on an indefinite hiatus. i’m truly sorry, i know i have some great threads with people here. i’ve been debating actually deleting thor entirely, but i can’t bring myself to do it. perhaps one day the muse will return, but for now i must bid him adieu. i promise it’s not you, it’s me.

[lieofasgard]

brontideking started following you

[brontideking-blog]

Originally posted by myfangirlife

[mykingdomforapen]

bitter who said i was bitter i’m not bitter

[zippythewondersquirrel]

This this this

[contains-cinnamon-deactivated20]

To sum it up:

[ceruleancoquet]

"I can't wait to see you covered in the bruises I'll mark you with." (Vral maybe?)

Kaos licked his lips and smirked.

“Well? What are you waiting for?”

He was hardly intimidated. And very aroused.

[OMG YES PLEASE]

[brontideking-blog]

Vral gave himself over to his body’s desires, his mind locked carefully away deep inside himself. He was loathe to show any sentiment else he appear weak, no matter how much his love for Kaos burned within him as though someone had injected magma into his veins. He allowed the trickster’s growls to fuel his all-consuming lust, pushing him to take his pleasure with even more violence. It was the only language that they could speak together. Violence and death, blood and destruction. His fingers dugs bruises into Kaos’ hips as his teeth sank deeper into his skin, but never enough to completely dismantle him. He would lose himself if he lost Kaos.

[brontideking-blog]

Something Wicked

[ourheartscondemnus]

Head lowered, Adam didn’t look up until the mans footsteps stopped,his eyes moving to lock on the instrument and picture. “Please be careful with that. It’s from June 23rd, 1868..Our..third wedding.” The vampire spoke as he gulped down the ball that seemed to form in his throat. “I’ll do anything just, please be careful. I need those. I can go without the old photos and books that were in my car, but I need my instruments, and I need.. I need the things Eve gave me.” 

[brontideking-blog]

Thor’s eyes traveled over the picture at the vampire’s words, eyeing the woman in the photograph beside him. She was so very pale, from her skin to her ghostly white hair--a stark contrast to ‘Syd’s’ dark-as-night hair. So this was his wife then? His gaze became calculating, already imagining how this could be used to control the vampire into doing his will. “You have my word that your things will go unharmed...so long as you behave yourself and keep me entertained,” he added in a low purr, full lips twisting up into a wicked smile.

[sabacc]

[thefilmgifs]

Bruce: I don’t think we should be focusing on Loki. That guy’s brain is a bag full of cats. You can smell crazy on him. Thor: Have a care how you speak! Loki is beyond reason, but he is of Asgard and he is my brother! Natasha: He killed eighty people in two days. Thor: He’s adopted.

[stormbun]

AVENGERS AESTHETICS | wanda maximoff (scarlet witch)

Did you forget me? Or did you presume that a woman was no threat? Idiot! I am the most dangerous threat you ever faced!

[ororomunroe-archive]

“You think you can hold them off?”

[ilona-ritter]

the avengers + characters // natasha romanoff - the black widow

barton’s been compromised. let me put you on hold. 

[theliarstalearchives]

@brontideking

I’m bored at work so Meta for The All Fathers Treasure about Loki’s background. 

Keep reading

[ceruleancoquet]

Loki shuddered at that tone, delighting in it. He purred, hands grasping at the other needily. Whining. “Good. Make sure I enjoy it.” He winked then and kissed along his perfect king’s neck, fingers teasingly trailing to his trousers.

[brontideking-blog]

One of Thor’s brows rose and his smile turned devious. His grip tightened on the jotun’s hips and a sharp breath was inhaled as fingers hooked in his waistband. “I will flog you so soundly you’ll have no choice to lie helpless in my bed for a week,” he rumbled.

[brontideking-blog]

*grips onto armor and cloak* Fuck me. Now!

Thor slides a hand to back of Loki’s scalp and takes a firm grip of his hair. “Are you certain you can handle me?” he teased with a dark laugh. He didn’t give Loki a chance to answer before he was hauling him back and then whirling him to slam against a wall.

[chaos-in-the-making]

Thor’s reaction to his taunting was exactly what he wanted, the imprints of their rough hands scorching into his bones, turning him inside out and remaking him in his brother’s image. Beneath their hands he was pliant, all of his struggles were for naught. Thor had always been the stronger, and Loki reveled in it. “Yes,” he moaned as they shoved him up against the wall, his legs wrapping around their half clad hips. His breath caught in his throat when he felt the first nudge to his entrance, glancing down between their bodies to watch. It happened in a moment, the sudden stretch and pain causing his eyes to squeeze shut and a cry rip its way from his throat. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Thor was shredding him from the inside, bringing him down to nothing. Even as his brother began to pound inside him Loki managed to get just a little bit of his sanity back, enough to mutter encouragements and dig more marks into their back, marking them with row upon row of red lines.

[brontideking-blog]

Thor relished the stretched of his brother’s body around him, the suddenness protesting by squeezing him so tight it made it difficult to breathe. It wouldn’t hinder him, but it didn’t take long for Thor’s lips to part around increasingly loud groans. His muscles rippled beneath the assault of Loki’s nails and he growled. Marks of his own were being etched into his brother’s skin, standing out easily along the pale canvas as he sucked blood to the surface and created bruises that would only grow darker. “You will not cover these. These marks are mine, you are MINE.”

[stephensttrange]

I am Thor, son of Odin, and as long as there is life in my breast, I am … running … out of … things … to say!

[thorvaenn]

[chrishemswortharchive]

[thorsbaratitty-blog]

thor keeping things casual in age of ultron