#thor x steve

[nany-miris]

Ñam ñam ñam, more crumbs :3

[luckyboki]

Have some winterfrost and thundershield hanging out together shenanigans cause I love them very much!!!!

Steve has probably never seen Bucky laugh as hard as he does when he’s around Loki and Thor. Those two crack him up like nothing else.

Bucky’s favorite bit is Loki taking Thor’s cape and doing dramatic re-enactments of his brother. Gets him every time.

Everyone assumes Steve is the most responsible of the four but honestly, they’re all bouncing the same self destructive braincell around between them all. Bucky tends to get them out of trouble the most (even if he may have helped start it in the first place).

Tony calls them the “safety hazards” and addresses them as such when they all walk into the room together.

Loki likes to take Steve’s shield and hide it in the most obscure places. He found it on a satellite dish on the roof of Avenger’s tower once. This bit also makes Bucky laugh a lot. He even suggests places for Loki to hide it. They even take it sledding one snowy day after seeing Jeff the Landshark using it for the same purpose.

Bucky once bought Thor pop-tarts for his birthday and nearly got crushed in a hug afterwards.

Steve and Loki can yap for HOURS. Thor and Bucky enjoy sitting and listening. Bucky will even fall asleep on Loki’s lap if they end up talking into the wee hours of the night.

They all attend their first Pride event together and have a blast. Everyone wants their picture taken with Captain America of course, but Thor, Loki and Bucky also get invited to join in on the photos. Steve frames one of the four of them in the main room of the Avengers Tower and keeps multiple framed ones in his room.

[destielblamscilesinfinity]

Thundershield song of the day.

[doyelikehaggis]

I’m back in my MCU era, so here is a little bit of Thundershield because I still miss them <3

Ko-Fi

[aimmyarrowshigh]

MLMay 2025

023. Afterlife - Thor Odinson/Steve Rogers, Marvel Cinematic Universe (100 words)

[digital-nocturne]

Thundersheild Drabble.

This was going to turn into face sitting smut but I couldn’t get to that bit. Might make a pt.2, are there even still Thor x Steve enjoyers out there???

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Steves stares out at the grand hall. People move quickly around him, carrying trays of roast pig and pheasant, Bottles of wine and meads of several varieties. He's startled from his haze as Thor wraps a large arm around his shoulders pulling him close. Pressing a tender kiss to the top of his head.

"Is everything to your liking my love?" Thor chuckles watching the palace servants prepare for the feast.

"Isn't it...a bit much? I mean it's only my birthday, not a big deal." Steve frowns, a hand resting on his hip.

"Seems extreme to prepare a whole feast just cause of me-"

"Nonsense! Beloved this isn't nearly enough. If I could I'd bring you the moon!" Thor boasts cupping Steve's face in his large calloused hands. Steve's skin flushes a bright pink, his skin heating up with embarrassment.

"Thor...everyone can see us-" Steve's baby blues dart around, anxiety filling his mind.

"Let them see." Thor mumbles before pressing a gentle kiss to Steve's lips. "Let them see how much I love you." He smiles, Steve's heart melts at the gesture, unable to form a verbal response. He leans into Thor's side, draping one of the gods muscled arms over his own shoulder so he can cuddle closer. He hums contently as Thor chuckles, feeling the deep vibrations through his chest.

The minutes pass as Thor and Steve oversee the preparations, getting the occasional sample of deserts, or choosing fabrics for the table runners. But the entire time, Thor keeps Steve tucked under his arm, his hands finding their way to Steve's hip as the minutes pass.

After everything is prepared a courtier approaches Steve with a long, baby blue tunic, with large flowing sleeves.. Gold beading and details sewn into the collar and sleeves, A light colored leather corset and boots are provided as well. Thor pinches the fabric examining the quality.

Steve smiles "It's perfect thank you so much." He looks up at his husband "My love will you help me dress..?"

"It would be an honor.." Thor mumbles, pressing a kiss to Steve's cheek, and behind his ear. Eliciting a soft gasp from Steve, and earning him a smack to the arm.

Thor just chuckles, leading Steve back to their chambers. "Come love, stand in front of the mirror. Look at yourself...so beautiful.." His sun kissed hands trail down Steve's muscled arms. A shiver runs down Steve's spine, his back arching slightly without a second thought. Steve bites his lip, his blush crawling down his neck to his clavicle and the tops of his pecs. Thor takes his time, slowly removing layer after layer of Steve's clothing until he's left in white cotton briefs. Steve's pale form is a thing of beauty to his lover, a few moles dotted around Steve's pecs and belly. As well a soft trail of blonde leading below his waistband.

"Don't just stare...I need to get dressed. Are you gonna help me or not?" Steve smirks.

"Cheeky.." Thor chuckles, unfolding the provided clothes and beginning to slide them onto Steve's athletic form.

It's simple enough, tunic, and some jewelry. All provided by palace staff of course. Once dressed Steve gives himself a onceover in the large mirror, taking in his royal appearance.

"Are you sure it isn't too much? I feel ridiculous.

"You look beautiful, the corset really adds to it..." Thors words trail off as his hands run up Steve's sides, tracing the curve of the man's small waist. Eyes dilating ever so slightly, he can't help it really. "Ahem, we should probably head down to the party dearest. Can't keep everyone waiting can we?" Steve grins, nodding with a chuckle. He takes Thor's hand in his walking them out to the main hall.

Steve smiles "It's perfect thank you so much." He looks up at his husband "My love will you help me dress..?"

"It would be an honor.." Thor mumbles, pressing a kiss to Steve's cheek, and behind his ear. Eliciting a soft gasp from Steve, and earning him a smack to the arm.

Thor just chuckles, leading Steve back to their chambers. "Come love, stand in front of the mirror. Look at yourself...so beautiful.." His sun kissed hands trail down Steve's muscled arms. A shiver runs down Steve's spine, his back arching slightly without a second thought. Steve bites his lip, his blush crawling down his neck to his clavicle and the tops of his pecs. Thor takes his time, slowly removing layer after layer of Steve's clothing until he's left in white cotton briefs. Steve's pale form is a thing of beauty to his lover, a few moles dotted around Steve's pecs and belly. As well a soft trail of blonde leading below his waistband.

"Don't just stare...I need to get dressed. Are you gonna help me or not?" Steve smirks.

"Cheeky.." Thor chuckles, unfolding the provided clothes and beginning to slide them onto Steve's athletic form.

It's simple enough, tunic, and some jewelry. All provided by palace staff of course. Once dressed Steve gives himself a onceover in the large mirror, taking in his royal appearance.

"Are you sure it isn't too much? I feel ridiculous.

"You look beautiful, the corset really adds to it..." Thors words trail off as his hands run up Steve's sides, tracing the curve of the man's small waist. Eyes dilating ever so slightly, he can't help it really. "Ahem, we should probably head down to the party dearest. Can't keep everyone waiting can we?" Steve grins, nodding with a chuckle. He takes Thor's hand in his walking them out to the main hall.

[brothergodsofthunderandmischief]

Made for those who ship Thundershield as much as me.  💙 💛

[falcqns]

𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 (𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮)

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Wanda Maximoff x Thor Odinson x Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Bucky discovers the fates of his children.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: parent finding out about the death of a child, fluff!

✰ 𝐚/𝐧: tagging @bish0psarrow as always! hope you enjoy!

"what?" Steve asked, dumbfounded. "your children's names are Wanda and Pietro?" he asked, and Bucky looked at him, even more confused than before.

"yes, why?" he asked. Steve shook his head, not wanting the thought of his daughter that he was in the process of adopting with Thor being his best friends biological child to take away from what he was supposed to be doing right now.

"nothing." he said, and even though Bucky didn't believe him, he let Steve continue. "how involved in their lives were you?"

Bucky shrugged. "it was off and on. the majority of my involvement was during their baby and toddler years, and then my visits with them got shorter and farther in between them."

"when did they stop?"

"when they were 8."

"did they know you were their biological father?"

"yes." he said, before looking at Steve. "look, Steve, why does any of this matter?"

Steve sighed. he knew he couldn't hide it from him any longer. Thor was supposed to be coming back in a few days, and he knew for a fact that Wanda would recognize him. there was no point in dragging it on if they both were going to find out on their own anyways.

"we found Wanda." he said, and watched as the expression changed on Bucky's face from confusion to hope.

"r-really?" he asked, his hands beginning to shake. "and Pietro?"

Steve swallowed, not making eye contact with Bucky at the mention of the teens name.

"Steve, you found Pietro, right?" Bucky asked, shakily. Steve nodded.

"then why did you just say Wanda?" he asked, and Steve, once again, did not answer. he could hear Bucky's breathing speed up, and could sense him becoming more frustrated, but no matter what he did, what he thought of, Steve couldn't bring himself to say the words 'Pietro is dead.'

"Steve." Bucky said, but Steve kept his eyes locked on the table.

"Steve," he said again, desperation clear in his voice. "what happened to my son?"

Steve blinked back tears, but looked up at his friend. "he uhm-" he stuttered, sniffling, thinking of the teenager who sacrificed himself to save a child. "he didn't make it, Buck." he managed out, and Bucky shook his head in defiance.

"no." he said, voice quivering, eyes swelling with tears as he began to process the information. "no, you're lying."

"Buck, i swear-," Steve began to say, but he was cut off when Bucky stood up from the chair and let it fall backwards and hit floor with a loud clatter.

"Steven Grant Rogers, you better stop lying to me this second, and tell me that my son is still alive! that he's fine, and if i walk out that door he, and my daughter, will be somewhere in this compound!" he shouted, and Steve stood up as well, ready to restrain Bucky if he was sent into a meltdown.

"Bucky, i wish i could. you know that." he said calmly, and Bucky ran his fingers through his hair, tears beginning to drip down his face. he sputtered out a sob, and braced his hands on the table as his knees buckled. "but he was helping us fight Ultron-"

"YOU LET HIM FIGHT?" Bucky shouted, and Steve flinched. "YOU LET MY 16 YEAR OLD CHILDREN FIGHT AGAINST A CRAZY ROBOT MADE OUT OF VIBRANIUM?!" he continued to yell, and Steve sighed, knowing he was right.

"we let them choose, Buck. we didnt force them."

"THEY'RE CHILDREN!" Bucky continued to shout, and Steve nodded once again knowing he was right. he shouldn't have let them fight. he should have kept them at the compound, away from danger. "THEY DONT BELONG IN A FIGHT LIKE THAT!"

"i know, Buck. i know."

"h-" Bucky stuttered, running his flesh hand over his tear streaked face. "h-how did he die?"

Steve sighed, and explained. "like i said, they were helping us fight Ultron. we were almost finished, and Clint jumped off of one of the transport vehicles to save a child that was left behind. at that moment, Ultron came swooping in in the QuinJet, and began shooting at Clint. Pietro threw himself in front of Clint and the child, and took the bullets." he explained, tears falling down his own cheeks. "he saved so many people that day, as did Wanda."

"wh-" Bucky choked out. "who killed Ultron?" he asked, and Steve smiled slightly.

"Wanda ripped his heart out of his chest with her powers, and then Vision finished him off."

Bucky sighed shakily, and looked at Steve. "where's his body?" he asked, and Steve swallowed the lump in his throat. "in med bay."

"he's still here?" Bucky asked, and Steve nodded. "he only passed a few weeks ago, and we've been putting off burying him until Wanda was ready."

"is-is she here?" Bucky asked. "is my daughter here?"

Steve shook his head. "not at the moment. she'll be back in a few days. we took her to Asgard for a little, so she's still there."

"we?" Bucky asked, almost sadly.

"me and Thor."

"oh."

"yeah."

Bucky cleared his throat. "can i see Pietro?" he asked, and Steve nodded.

"follow me."

"my poor boy," Bucky said, running his hands along Pietro's cold cheek. "you didn't deserve this." he whispered. he sniffled, and let himself cry as he looked at his child, all life drained from his body, which was littered with bullet holes. Steve rubbed Bucky's back, trying to soothe his friend as best he could.

"was there nothing that could be done?" he asked.

"no." Steve said, looking down at the twin of his daughter. "he was gone before he even hit the ground." he said solemnly. "he didn't suffer."

Bucky nodded, running a hand through his son's hair. "is he going to be cremated?" Bucky asked, and Steve shrugged.

"we were leaving it up to Wanda. maybe you and her could talk about it." Bucky nodded, and after running his hand over his son's cheek and kissing his forehead, Bucky let himself be led out of the room by Steve.

Bucky turned to Steve as soon as they made it into the living room. "Wanda," he said. "how is she?"

"she's..." Steve struggled to find the words. "managing. she's not herself, although i don't know what 'herself' is." Bucky chewed on his lip as he listened. "Buck, do you know what autism is?"

"ive heard it. i heard your Ma talking to mine about the possibility of me having it, but other than that, no i don't ." they sat down, and Steve took a deep breath, trying to remember how Bruce explained it.

"its a broad range of conditions characterized by challenges with social skills, repetitive behaviors, speech and nonverbal communication. Bruce thinks she's on the high functioning end of the spectrum, and the more i've thought about it, the more i think you may be too. it doesn't mean anything is going to change, but once we get her, and you, tested for it, it just means we'll have some adjustments to make so the both of you can thrive." he said, and Bucky nodded in understanding, just as there was a loud booming outside. they both looked to the left, where a stream of rainbow light was bearing down on the grass.

"they're back," Steve said, seeing the light vanish, and seeing Thor holding Wanda in one hand, her arms and legs wrapped around him, their bags in the other. Thor seemed to me talking Wanda, as he rushed into the compound.

"W-Wanda's home?" Bucky asked shakily, and Steve nodded.

"ready to see your daughter again?" he asked, and Bucky nodded, trying not to cry as Thor and Wanda came out of the elevator.

Thor dropped the bags as soon as he saw Steve. "Steve!" he said, rushing over to him. "she's asking for you. that's why we came home so early. she had a meltdown and won't calm down." he said, and Steve immediately scooped Wanda out of Thor's arms.

"P-Papa!" she cried out, gripping onto his Henley.

"shhh, sweet pea," he whispered. "what's wrong?"

"m-missed you!" she whimpered as she began to calm down.

"well, Papa's here." he said, and turned to face Bucky, who was eyeing his daughter nervously. "and, i have a guest for you." he said, and Wanda's head flipped up, and turned to see the visitor.

Bucky gulped, seeing his daughter process the fact that he was standing right in front of him. she wiggled out of Steve's arms, and slowly approached him, almost as if she recognized him, but couldn't process where she knew him from.

her eyes glinted red for a split second, before her lower lip wobbled, and tears poured down her face. "Dada?" she asked quietly, and Bucky's lips quivered before choking out a sob as well.

"цветок?" he asked, and Wanda launched herself into his arms, while crying.

Bucky wrapped both arms around Wanda, and the two of them continued to sob. Bucky slowly sunk to the couch, and he wrapped an arm around Wanda's back, and his hand cradled her head.

"Dada's got you," he whispered. "i'm here."

"missed you so much." she whispered, and Bucky hugged her tighter.

"i'm not leaving you, i promise." he said, and rested his forehead on her shoulder, smiling as he held his baby girl for the first time in 8 years.

"so," Bucky said a few minutes after tucking Wanda in for the night. "she calls you two dad as well?" he asked, looking between Thor and Steve.

"yes, James." Thor said, giving Bucky a soft smile. "we are - WERE - in the process of adopting her, but now that you're back-"

"no." Bucky interjected. "you can," he stuttered, trying not to cry again. "you can adopt her. she's better off with you two. i'll sign away my rights."

"Buck-" Steve tried to say, but Bucky shook his head.

"no. she deserves stability, i can't give her that."

"James," Thor said, resting a hand on Bucky's shoulder. "we're not going to take her away from you. she is your daughter, and you have rights. we'll work something out so that the three of us can take care of her, okay?" Thor assured, and Bucky nodded.

"thank you." Bucky whispered. "i don't know what i would do if i lost her."

Steve's hand came to rest on his other shoulder. "you won't. we're all here for you."