Y/N and Thor are playing video games in the living room, with Loki in the kitchen making some tea. Everything is perfectly peaceful and fine... until Loki is suddenly assaulted with the sound of both men screaming at the top of their lungs. Seriously, it sounds like one of them just got their arm chopped off or something.
Loki immediately runs in, “What’s going on?! Are you alright?!” To find Y/N in Thor’s arms, like a Scooby Doo cartoon, Thor standing on a chair on the opposite side of the room.
“What’s going on?!” Y/N yells in a panic. “We almost got attacked by a beast, that’s what’s going on!”
“Beast?” Loki looks around, nothing seeming out of place. “...Where?”
“Are you blind?!”
“How can you not see it brother, It’s right there!” The two point at the coffee table in the middle of the room. Loki looks over to see... a praying mantis sitting on a magazine.
Loki raises an eyebrow. “What? This little thing?”
“Little?!” Thor and Y/N say in unison.
“That... thing is anything but ‘little’!”
“Thor’s right, that thing is massive!” Loki sighs. He wasn’t expecting Y/N to be this bothered with bugs, but growing up with Thor has made him more or less desensitized to the ‘horror’.
“Alright, just let me-” He picks up another of the magazines and rolls it up.
“Wait, no!” Loki looks up at Y/N and Thor, who give him pleading eyes. “...Please don’t kill it.” Loki groans in annoyance, but complies anyway.
He puts his hand down next to the mantis, which, after noticing his hand, (and with some slight prodding from Loki’s other hand.) crawls onto it. Both Thor and Y/N gasp in horror as Loki effortlessly picks his hand up and walks past them. Loki opens a window, sets the mantis on the leaf of a nearby bush, and closes it.
Thor puts Y/N down as Loki is dusting his hands off. “I’ll never understand how you can bear to touch those things.”
“Yeah Loki, you’re crazy! That thing could’ve bitten you!” Loki rolls his eyes as Y/N’s statement.
“Yes, it could’ve, and I’m sure it would’ve been a devastating injury.”
Loki could barely believe that both men he cared for most in the universe, his brother AND his best friend, were afraid of insects. How they were afraid of such small, harmless creatures when they’ve fought real monsters and legions of alien soldiers was beyond him.
...But Loki couldn’t help himself, as he chuckled under his breath on his walk back to the kitchen.
You pull Thor behind you to the car, open the back and tug him in behind you. You close and lock the door then climb into his lap and wrap your arms tightly around his neck.
“He. He was fine this morning.” Thor mutters into your neck. “I don’t understand. He was fine this morning.” You don’t know what to say, so you don’t say anything. You just slide your fingers across his scalp, Thor’s arms wrap tightly around you as he sobs. Your heart just breaks for him, he and Odin hadn’t always gotten along but Odin was still his father.
After a few minutes someone taps on the window, when you glance over you see a teary eyed Sif.
“Thor? I need to talk to Sif okay?” He loosens his grip enough for you to open the door.
“We need to go.” She says her voice thick.
“We do. Call the embassy and have them pack up our things. Let them know what’s going on. I want Bryn and Fandral to meet us at the plane, we’re going home immediately.”
“Okay.” Sif unlocks all the doors then closes the door. You hear the driver’s door open and the passengers then the car starts.
“Your Majesty? Can you buckle please?” Volstagg says gently and you manage to barely buckle the two of you into one seat. Thor isn’t going to be letting go of you anytime soon which is just fine with you.
It’s a mostly silent ride to the plane. Bryn and Fandral meet you there, both look shocked and heartbroken. You take Thor’s hand and lead him onto the jet then directly to the bedroom.
“On the bed Krigeren min.” You soothe and he does as you say. You tug off his shoes then cover him with the blanket, you’re afraid he’s going to go into shock. When you go to leave his hand shoots out and catches your wrist.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to make a plan with the team. I’m going to get my phone so I can call Loki and going to grab yours so you can check in on your mom.”
“Oh, mother. I’m a horrible son I didn’t even think about how this is effecting her.” He says sitting up suddenly.
“Stay. I will get your phone.” You tell him placing a gentle hand on his chest.
“Esklede,” he murmurs and you give him a quick kiss on the cheek. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Now stay, let me take care of things.”
“Okay.” You go out into the main cabin where everyone is just sitting sort of shell shocked.
“Volstagg I need Thor’s phone. Fandral, Brynn can you help find Thor and I clothes that are appropriate for mourning please?” The two spring into action as Volstagg gives you Thor’s phone. “Thank you.” You head back to the room where Thor is and give him his phone. He pulls you into his lap, you bury your face in the crook of his neck while he calls his mom. They talk softly and you try not to listen but it’s hard not to. Frigga is heartbroken but worried about her son, in the way only a mom can be. Once Thor hangs up with Frigga he calls Loki.
“How is she doing?”
“Alright. As well as can be expected. Have you called her yet?” Loki answers honestly.
“I just hung up, with her but you know how mother gets. She’s more concerned with us than herself.”
“Typical.” Loki says, “are you on your way back?”
“We are.”
“Good. Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”
“Just be with mother. Make sure she takes care of herself.”
“Of course.”
“Thank you, I love you Loki.”
“And I you Thor.” The pair hang up then and you card your hand through his hair and Thor, showing impressive strength, moves down the bed never removing you from his lap then lays down.
He sleeps, you doze but when Bryn opens the door to bring your clothing you wake and give her a soft smile of thanks from where you’re laying stretched on Thor’s body.
“How long?”
“Two and a half hours.”
“Thank you.” You’re going to shower and get ready now so that Thor has time to sleep a bit longer but when you go to move Thor let’s out a low grumble.
“No.”
“I’m just going to go shower and start getting ready, you can shower after.” You mutter before pressing a kiss to his jaw.
“Five more minutes.” He grumbles and you hum softly.
“Okay, five more minutes.” You agree glancing at your watch. You card your fingers through his hair again and Thor hums lowly.
After your five minutes you go shower and get ready for the day. Thor gets ready after you and when the plane lands he takes a shaky breath.
“Whatever you need, I’m here.” You whisper and he gives your hand a squeeze. It’s truly a blur, your concern for Thor makes it hard for you to focus on much else, you help him write a couple of speeches, one for the country and one for Odin’s funeral. He’s supposed to go up alone but when he clings to your hand like he’s your lifeline how can you let go?
“King Odin was how he was known by most, but Prince Loki and I knew him by another name, father. It is not always easy growing up with a Father who is a King but I think mine did it well. He loved and supported us, taught us to be good people, to love our country and to always care for one another. He taught us that strength in the family brings strength to the country. I know that we are not alone in our grief, for many of us King Odin was the only King we have ever known, he was not a perfect King but he kept the peace, he cared for the people and he did what he always thought was the best for the many. His is an example that I strive to live up to. I am grateful for the time that I was given to rule with his hand on my shoulder, I-” he chokes on the word and takes a deep breath, “I wi-” he chokes down another sob then glances to you before dropping his head.
“I will miss him greatly.” You say reading the words as tears flow from Thor’s eyes, “There will not be a day that I do not think of my Father and hope that he will be proud of the man that I am and the King I strive to be. Rest easy in Valhalla Father, may we see you again there someday.” You take the papers from the stand and Thor folds them shoving them back into his pocket then he leads you down off of the stage and back to Frigga’s side. She gives you a watery smile and a single nod and you know you’ve done her proud.
Both Loki and the Queen Mother speak too, the only one who doesn’t cry is Frigga, something you’re surprised by but she does have to pause several times in her speech to compose herself. Then the four of you follow Odin’s coffin as it’s lead to the burial site. You stand at his side the whole time, your hand wrapped in his, you mourn too some tears falling as Odin’s coffin is lowered into the ground and the Asgardian National Anthem plays.
The next six months will probably be the hardest, you all have to wear black whenever in public for mourning. Frigga likely won’t wear much else until she too passes. You and Thor decide to put off any wedding plans until after his first year of ruling is over, once things calm down a little bit. As much as you’d like it to be a smaller ceremony becoming Queen isn’t a time for small, and marrying royalty is, apparently, a huge deal. Thor does convince you to let him officially crown you in a small intimate ceremony to make your being Queen and his wife official. You’ll be publicly crowned as a part of the wedding ceremony but after a frank conversation with Frigga you’d both realized that he couldn’t do it alone and if you were saying that you got married in a small ceremony before Odin had died, technically the truth, you might as well be crowned officially too.
It’s not a complicated ceremony, you’re awarded dual citizenship then you kneel in front of Thor, repeating a vow to best serve the people of Asgard and to stand by Thor’s side, to be his ally and support as he rules. You promise to protect the throne to the best of your abilities as wife, Queen and mother. Then he places a crown on your head and you rise, officially his Queen and Thor kisses you soundly in front of everyone gathered. You can’t believe that you ever thought you might leave him. That you’d get an annulment and go back to New York City, living a life that you’d expected. One you’d enjoyed, but this the life you’re building with Thor, is the one that you were meant to live.
Teacher: Alright, let's start with today's presentations. Today we will talk about Norse mythology, which Y/N will introduce us to right now. Are you ready?
Y/N: Of course. *stands in front of the class* Norse mythology is a very broad field, but very easy to understand if you have the right reference, so.... *opens the classroom door* You may now enter!
*Thor and Loki positioning themselves in front of the students, somewhat out of place*
Y/N was new to the tower, Tony had hired her when he found Peter and similar to Peter Y/N didn’t have parents but Aunt May also took her in.
Y/N helped out at the tower when she could, often it was just cleaning up small messes the Avengers made. The messes were manageable such as pizza boxes and soda cans but when Thor came to visit he would be annoying by putting his hammer down in random places.
Y/N usually worked around it due to the stories the Avengers had told her but one day she just went ‘enough is enough’.
The random places Thor leaves his hammer was usually right in the middle of the living space so she just picked it up and sat it in front of Thor, “No more leaving it in stupid places” Y/N said before walking back to the living space to continue cleaning it.
Tony’s jaw just dropped while Thor and Peter just stared after her.
“Did she just pick up Thor’s hammer and place it there?” Peter muttered out of confusion.
“She is worthy” Thor said before running after her.
A = Attractive. What do they find attractive about the other?
Thor found your bravery unbelievably attractive. It would never matter who you were up against, you always gave it your all and never ever backed down. He admired that about you.
B = Baby. Do they want a family? Why/Why not?
He wouldn’t mind children. His entire life he had always yo-yo’d between wanting them or not but he believes now he’s finally made the decision to have them. Having a son or daughter to carry on the family name and to pass on his wisdom, it sounds like a dream.
C = Cuddle. How do they cuddle?
His arm beneath your head, you using it as a pillow. You would cuddle into his side as he uses his other hand to stroke shapes onto your skin.
D = Dates. What are dates with them like?
Very, very rare. Thor wasn’t particularly keen on actual dates. You would more just spend your evenings together watching the telly or going for walks. Its very simple but rather intimate moments, although not technically dates.
E = Everything. You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)
You are my reason to smile.
F = Feelings. When did they know they were falling in love?
It took Thor a little while to realise his feelings for you. He would love to admit it was love at first sight but it wasn’t. He always thought you were very good looking, very kind, very intelligent. But it did take Thor nearly a year to realise that he doesn’t just like spending time with you because you’re a good friend of his. He realised he could never stop thinking about you and when you said someone had asked you for a drink, a wave of jealousy went through him - Making him finally realise his love for you.
G = Gentle. Are they gentle? If so, how?
He’s always gentle with you. He knows his strength and will always be careful. Not just physically though but emotionally or verbally too. Even if Thor is extremely angry or upset, he’ll never yell at you. He’ll never speak harshly or say things he may regret. He’s a gentle giant.
H = Holding Hands. How do they like to hold hands?
Gently with your fingers intertwined.
I = Impression. First impression/s?
He didn’t really notice you much. You were just another Stark employee hired to help the Avengers as much as possible. It wasn’t until the both of you had to work pretty closely for a mission that Thor really started to notice you.
J- Joker. Are they into pulling pranks?
Not particularly. He’ll joke around with you and have fun but actual pranks he’s not too keen. Probably a side effect of growing up with Loki as a brother.
K = Kiss. How do they kiss?
He usually gently holds your chin in his large hands, lifting your face to look at him. He’ll start off gently dragging his lips against yours but will quickly turn more needy.
L = Love. Who says ‘I love you’ first?
You did. You were always the more forward one in this relationship and had no problem admitting you were utterly in love with the God. At first, Thor was taken back at your vocalised love but it only took a moment for him to return it
M = Memory. What’s their favourite memory together?
When he brought you to Asgard to meet his family - more importantly, to meet his mother. He would never admit it but he was desperate for her approval. Which of course, she gave. Watching you and his mother happily chatting, speaking of your mutual admiration of Thor and of each other, made his heart swell with pride.
N = Nickel. Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?
Not so much on Earth as he doesn’t have much money. But when you go to Asgard? oh my god. Everyday is a new outfit for you to wear with matching accessories and shoes. Everyday is a new bath scent for you. Everyday he’ll bring you books, flowers, food, art, jewels. You always try to return the favour but Thor is definitely the God of gift giving.
O = Orange. What colour reminds them of their other half?
Red. His signature colour that you started to wear a lot when you began dating seriously. Thor will always buy you some red roses or red earrings because the view of you wearing his colours is one he’ll dream of with a smile for the rest of his life.
P = Petnames. What petnames do they use?
My dear or my Darling are the most common.
Q = Quaint. What is their favourite non-modern thing?
Horse riding. It’s a very normal thing to do on Asgard but on Midguard its a little less modern.
R = Rainy Day
Thor loves the rain! He bought an extra large umbrella to hold for you both when you go for a rainy day walk. He finds them so peaceful and enjoys your company.
S = Sad. How do they cheer themselves/others up?
His sadness tends to turn into anger. When that happens he’ll throw himself into battles and take it out on anyone on the opposite side. You will always try to help him, to get him to talk. But sometimes you just need to allow him to get on with it in the way he deems fit.
T = Talking. What do they like to talk about?
He loves to learn about you and your culture. Not just that but loves just hearing about you in general. Every evening he’ll ask how your day was and unlike most people, he’s honestly interested in what you want to say.
U = Unencumbered. What helps them relax?
Thor adores you playing with his hair. He’ll sit on the floor with you sat on the chair behind him and rest his head on your thighs. Dragging your nails across his scalp, you’ll style, plait and play with it as it relaxes you too.
V = Vaunt. What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?
His history. There is nothing he loves more than telling people tales of the glorious battles he’s fought or of the amazing planets he’s visited. Tales you will never get tired of hearing.
W = Wedding. When, how, where do they propose?
He had planned the perfect proposal. He took Clint with him to find a ring - him being the only Avenger with a long, successful marriage. He planned a romantic day of your favourite things only to return home with your living room to be filled with your favourite flowers. That is when he would get down on one knee.
You however had other plans. Three days before the amazing day Thor had planned, you two were cuddling in bed when you looked up at him, saw the love in his eyes and decided right then and there to say. “I think we should get married.” Thors eyes widened as he grinned, a sign that you two were on the same page. “Will you marry me, Thor?”
X = Xylophone. What’s their song?
Falling - Harry Styles.
Not that Thor will admit to many people he actually really adores that song.
Y = You. You are the ___ to my ___ (e.g. the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)
You are the thunder to my lightening.
Z = Zebra. If they wanted a pet, what would they get?
Thor might want a cat but he really doesn’t care much. If you want one, go for it but he’ll never ask for one.
requested by Anon: Hey! Idk if you only write for Loki, but I was wondering if you would be able to write something based during the time of Ultron (aka when they were all happy) where the reader is dating Thor (has been for a while), and picks up mijolnir when they’re all having breakfast or whatever, and everybody’s like “whaaaaa?” But Thor just sees it as a sign that they were meant to be together forever :’)
A/N: first time i ever write thor! be kind! and give me some feedback? just a fun little drabble for our golden boy!
Warnings: none
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The sunshine warmed the bed, seeking you out from under the weight of the blanket. You turned your body, searching the sheets for Thor, but you were met with emptiness.
You raised your head, hair tumbling to one side of your head. Your eyes creaked open, examining the warm sunlight streaming into the room from open blinds. A smile graced your lips. Thor always left the blinds open. Waking up to sunshine was always a great start to a day.
You got dressed, smelling the wafting scents of breakfast being made in the compound. Padding down to the kitchen, you passed Sam and Scott arguing in the living room over a game of chess. You gave them a little wave.
In the kitchen, Tony was cooking absentmindedly. Steve was searching the fridge, no doubt unable to wait for breakfast to be served. Nat and Wanda were at the table drinking coffee, surfing the net.
Thor was sitting at the table, mouth full of potatoes and bread and coffee. Beside him, sitting handle side up, was his beloved hammer. Thor’s smile illuminated his face, blue eyes squinted in his big goofy smile. The sun leeching in from the compound windows made his hair look like gold.
“Sunshine,” he said once he’d swallowed his food, and opened his arms to welcome you onto his lap.
“Oh, Sunshine’s awake, great,” Tony exclaimed sarcastically. “Maybe you can tell your little boyfriend to stop eating all the food until everyone has been served?”
You chuckled, pushing Thor’s hand full of bread away from his mouth with a shake of your head. But his hand knocked into his coffee mug and sent coffee spilling over the table.
“Oh, come on!” Nat exclaimed getting to her feet.
“Good one, T,” Wanda mumbled as she used her red ribbons to stop the coffee from spreading.
The little altercation had earned you the attention of everyone gathered in the kitchen. You hurried for the wet towel beside the sick, and in all your haste, you did not realize just how effortlessly you picked up Mjiolnir to wipe the table. Coffee turned the towel brown as you wiped the glass clean.
Once done, you smiled, then looked up at Thor. He was smiling broadly, that goofy grin of his an indication you’d either done something really dumb or something extraordinary.
Your eyes raked up to where Steve was, looking at you with his mouth in a little O, eyes wide. Tony had a matching expression while his pancakes burned in the back.
“Holy shit,” Wanda muttered, and when you turned to her, she was eyeing your hands.
It only dawned on you that you were holding Mjiolnir when Nat pointed at it.
“Oh,” you said, eyeing the perfectly smooth surface of the hammer, staring at yourself in the reflection. It was lighter than you’d expected. Lithe. Easy. It fit in your hands like it was made for you since the dawn of times.
“Ha!” Thor exclaimed boastfully, stuffing his mouth with bread. “Knew it.”
