Thunder and Battle

I am Thor, Son of Odin. I am the god of Thunder and Battle. I have come to Midgard in search of my brother, Loki, god of Truth and Trust. (Dark Avengers!AU, the bad!Thor to the Good!Loki. Things on this blog can get VERY NSFW.)

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A great battle

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Thor groaned, blood soaking his face and down to his clothes. He wildly swung, unable to see anything. He hit the wall with a thud, his golden arm being twisted. He swung again, golden hand frozen in place. Thor swung again, feeling a pull at his shoulder. He could hear something flopping around. The clicking of Loki’s toes on the ice. He swung again blindly

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The Jotun stopped just out of reach, holding the trophy limb for inspection, only before tossing it aside and staring down at Thor. His blood was seething… surging, burning with acid in his veins, running hotly down his face until it froze enough to fall as red crystals. 

A moment… just a moment of clarity, of inner peace. Yes this is what he’d wanted. How beautiful this harmony was, to stand at the feet of the fallen and watch the final throes of life. So stubborn and willful.

The Deceiver’s jaw disconnected, spurs of his vertebrae and shoulders bristling up straight in animalistic desire. The blackness of his lips spread further, splitting the flesh into a glasglow’s smile filled with teeth as thin and hallow as hypodermic needles. That fire in his body was building… that wonderful rose in his heart blooming finally in a crescendo of dirge bells. This wasn’t about his twin, nor was it about Thor or himself. 

This was about gluttony. 

The raven caught the flailing warrior by the wrist and leaned down, opening his mouth wider and wider into a fathomless black hole of all-consuming space, forked tongue pressed down and back out of the way of his bite. Through flesh and bone those teeth crunched, popping joint and ligament to grind down into grey brain matter. He bit and he twisted and he slashed his claws in to part golden hair and slap away his hand on occasion…. devouring him from the top down. Loki could feel the Odinson’s strength in his own body… could feel his soul try to escape, only to be sawed down into bite sized chunks and take residence in his stomach, to be processed and absorbed and made part of himself. Awful basilisk… terrible Devil… he gave him no last words and heard no last words. Everything needed to be said had been said. 

This is how your world ends, Thor… as they say of Earth… this is how your world ends… 

Not with a Scream but with a….. swallow. 

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A great battle

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The glass dagger slammed into his chin, cutting through flesh and muscle like it was butter. He growled, slamming metal fist against Loki’s sternum, his arm had been remodelled, short spikes attached across the knuckled. The glass dagger was ripped out before it could pierce his tongue, the blonde throwing it across the room.

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The punch cracked against his chest with a heavy thud, echoing into his hallow ribcage. The spikes punctured holes into his skin, which iced over just as quickly to stop his ichor from escaping and he hopped backwards. He landed down on his left heel and touched his palm against the glass of the aquarium, which responded by bursting outwards. It shattered, into diamond dust in the gleaming light, only for the hundreds of gallons of water to come flowing out past him on either side, covering the ground up to their ankles. No sooner had it done so that it was freezing to a hard glacier, and Aesir cream bled to Jotun blue. 

Loki ripped through himself, his horns black bone and twisting to create more of themselves, tangled knots of bones as hard as steel. On his toes did he run, black as his claws, black as his hair, black as his mood behind a fangs grin and curled nose, as eyes burned hellish red with lust for destruction. Feather light he ran across the freezing water, sucking the heat from the air with every passing second and bringing up his hands- one to slam against Thor’s metal knuckles and the other against the hammer’s grip, pressing his weight and strength into the blond and grappling to a standstill.

“Give us a kiss~” the Deceiver encouraged, and having said as much, leaned back to lunge forward and smash the front of his horns into his foe’s face, headbutting him with every ounce of his considerable power. 

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Thor struggled, feet frozen deep before he was pinned to the wall. His clothes were frozen stiff. The god struggled to pull his feet from the ice when he was struck. He cried out, horns tearing at his flesh, gouging into his eyes. He gouged at Loki, trying to get his horns out. The horns pushing into his skull, breaking it. His metal arm started to freeze up, shaking as his motor functions were hit. Mjolnir thudded to the ground. Blood was pouring from Thor’s head. The blond god was starling to slip from his conciousness, body twitching violently

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So vicious was Loki, who leaned against their trembling bodies, forehead to forehead, as Thor’s blood oozed down his own face like crimson tears. He could feel them crawling down his cheeks, catching in the corner of his mouth to drip between his lips. He could taste him… he could taste the disgrace… the fury….

The Deceiver jerked back, freeing the taller man from his grip just long enough to curl up his own leg and kick him in the solar plexus back towards the wall away from Mjolnir… but the golden arm he kept a hold of, allowing the terrible frost of his giant’s blood to eat into it… to crawl with insidious fingers of cold into the fractured joints and bolts, decaying in fast motion. He’d use Thor’s own weight and momentum combined with the terrible ice to rip it right out of him. 

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Thor groaned, blood soaking his face and down to his clothes. He wildly swung, unable to see anything. He hit the wall with a thud, his golden arm being twisted. He swung again, golden hand frozen in place. Thor swung again, feeling a pull at his shoulder. He could hear something flopping around. The clicking of Loki's toes on the ice. He swung again blindly

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A great battle

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The glass dagger slammed into his chin, cutting through flesh and muscle like it was butter. He growled, slamming metal fist against Loki’s sternum, his arm had been remodelled, short spikes attached across the knuckled. The glass dagger was ripped out before it could pierce his tongue, the blonde throwing it across the room.

[deceiver-of-fools]

The punch cracked against his chest with a heavy thud, echoing into his hallow ribcage. The spikes punctured holes into his skin, which iced over just as quickly to stop his ichor from escaping and he hopped backwards. He landed down on his left heel and touched his palm against the glass of the aquarium, which responded by bursting outwards. It shattered, into diamond dust in the gleaming light, only for the hundreds of gallons of water to come flowing out past him on either side, covering the ground up to their ankles. No sooner had it done so that it was freezing to a hard glacier, and Aesir cream bled to Jotun blue. 

Loki ripped through himself, his horns black bone and twisting to create more of themselves, tangled knots of bones as hard as steel. On his toes did he run, black as his claws, black as his hair, black as his mood behind a fangs grin and curled nose, as eyes burned hellish red with lust for destruction. Feather light he ran across the freezing water, sucking the heat from the air with every passing second and bringing up his hands- one to slam against Thor’s metal knuckles and the other against the hammer’s grip, pressing his weight and strength into the blond and grappling to a standstill.

“Give us a kiss~” the Deceiver encouraged, and having said as much, leaned back to lunge forward and smash the front of his horns into his foe’s face, headbutting him with every ounce of his considerable power. 

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Thor struggled, feet frozen deep before he was pinned to the wall. His clothes were frozen stiff. The god struggled to pull his feet from the ice when he was struck. He cried out, horns tearing at his flesh, gouging into his eyes. He gouged at Loki, trying to get his horns out. The horns pushing into his skull, breaking it. His metal arm started to freeze up, shaking as his motor functions were hit. Mjolnir thudded to the ground. Blood was pouring from Thor's head. The blond god was starling to slip from his conciousness, body twitching violently

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A great battle

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he sneered at the other as he circled ever closer, his hammer swinging beside him. The air was still. He could hear the sharks jaw snapping around one of the smaller fish. He used the distraction to launch his first attack, he threw his hammer at the other, launching towards Loki

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The Deceiver smoothly rocked over to the side and turned his body, allowing the hammer to sail past in front of his chest. Electricity sang out and curled static into the tips of his hair, and the raven brought his hand up, fingers curled in tight around the jade jeweled hilt of his glass dagger, aiming for the underside of Thor’s chin. He’d impale his tongue right up into the roof of his mouth if given the chance… so quickly did he now move, a whipcord triggered by springs in his heels. 

He needed this. He needed to unwind… to feel free….

He needed to kill.

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The glass dagger slammed into his chin, cutting through flesh and muscle like it was butter. He growled, slamming metal fist against Loki's sternum, his arm had been remodelled, short spikes attached across the knuckled. The glass dagger was ripped out before it could pierce his tongue, the blonde throwing it across the room.

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Starspangledcaptainamerica has been found

“Steven? I thought you had perished with our realm?” Thor said, golden arm held at his hip as he looked at the other man

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“I say not, dearest Thor.” He smiled, and shook his head. “Why would such a thing happen to me?” He asked, confusion on his face.

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Thor licked his lips, checking him over. "When I last saw you, you had a letter opener in your heart," he whispered, stepping closer to him, resting a hand on his shoulder

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“I would prefer my manhood back, I can always track the runt and the bastard by myself,” Thor growled lowly, watching the other move, beetle nails catching the light, not enough to distract the thunderer. His golden hand clenched at his side, eying the fish tank warily he circled further, getting towards striking distance of the man

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“You want your cock back? I’m afraid I swallowed that little thing down all those nights back….  come and get it.” the Deceiver invited, raising his hands and turning them out from himself in encouragement. On his lips a grin most savage, accompanied by the click of his teeth, serving as a reminder of the damage they had once wrecked upon this Thor’s precious organ of enslavement. 

“You misused it, you see, and so have no right to it.”

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he sneered at the other as he circled ever closer, his hammer swinging beside him. The air was still. He could hear the sharks jaw snapping around one of the smaller fish. He used the distraction to launch his first attack, he threw his hammer at the other, launching towards Loki

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A great battle

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“Did you now?”

A spectre’s voice, hummed from between lips in superior mock surprise. The shadow peeled from the walls and was made whole, a dancing trickster on the edge of vision as the Deceiver coiled forth. Ah, his dancing partner back at last… it had been so long since they’d spoken. 

With eyes of mercury, Loki raised his Jotun’s claw to his lips, licking out to trace his tongue across frost blue digits and wetting the beetle black nails in anticipation. Two monsters with different hearts to face one another… and oh how he looked forward to it. 

“Somehow I am dubious of the fact that I am the Loki you were expecting.”

He laughed as he watched the other laugh and dance into view. His grip on his mighty weapon tightened as he stepped closer, looking him up and down. “I almost liked you better with my hammer in your head. Though I feel I shall be happening again soon,” he said with a low growl. His pride had taken a beating the last time they had met. He felt lighter since the last. He gave his hammer an experimental twirl as he circled the other. His cape was torn, boots scuffed from sands and pride hurt by his former Harlot. He now seemed his revenge. Against his Gelder and the consort.

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“Aw~ And here I thought you would have liked having a few bits dangling between your legs much more than my disorientation. Alas, some men prefer violence to manhood.. and some are too foolish to know the difference.” Said Loki, twitching his claws at his side and rolling that shoulder to loosen it, calling forth a dozen spells to the tips of his tongue and preparing to unleash them in hellish torrents when needed. 

For now, the baiting. 

“Tell you what, gelding. Beat me, and with my last breath I’ll give you the location of Your Little Bitch and the child. How’s that sound?”

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"I would prefer my manhood back, I can always track the runt and the bastard by myself," Thor growled lowly, watching the other move, beetle nails catching the light, not enough to distract the thunderer. His golden hand clenched at his side, eying the fish tank warily he circled further, getting towards striking distance of the man

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Starspangledcaptainamerica has been found

"Steven? I thought you had perished with our realm?" Thor said, golden arm held at his hip as he looked at the other man

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A great battle

Thor’s heavy footsteps echoed. His gait hindered by the wound still healing in his side. He would not escape this time. He let out a low growl as he swung Mjlonir, smashing it into the rock face. “Loki me sweet. I’ve found you!” He laced as he stepped through the dust, boots thumping as they crushed rock beneath heel

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“Did you now?”

A spectre’s voice, hummed from between lips in superior mock surprise. The shadow peeled from the walls and was made whole, a dancing trickster on the edge of vision as the Deceiver coiled forth. Ah, his dancing partner back at last… it had been so long since they’d spoken. 

With eyes of mercury, Loki raised his Jotun’s claw to his lips, licking out to trace his tongue across frost blue digits and wetting the beetle black nails in anticipation. Two monsters with different hearts to face one another… and oh how he looked forward to it. 

“Somehow I am dubious of the fact that I am the Loki you were expecting.”

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He laughed as he watched the other laugh and dance into view. His grip on his mighty weapon tightened as he stepped closer, looking him up and down. "I almost liked you better with my hammer in your head. Though I feel I shall be happening again soon," he said with a low growl. His pride had taken a beating the last time they had met. He felt lighter since the last. He gave his hammer an experimental twirl as he circled the other. His cape was torn, boots scuffed from sands and pride hurt by his former Harlot. He now seemed his revenge. Against his Gelder and the consort.

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A great battle

Thor's heavy footsteps echoed. His gait hindered by the wound still healing in his side. He would not escape this time. He let out a low growl as he swung Mjlonir, smashing it into the rock face. "Loki me sweet. I've found you!" He laced as he stepped through the dust, boots thumping as they crushed rock beneath heel

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