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Torunn Thorsdóttir fc: margot robbie indie roleplay | 21+ written by grim

[withawarinher]

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about:

This is a sideblog, and I follow back from my main @grimmusings. Please direct IMs there, since it's easier for me to keep all my messages on one blog. It's also easier to start interactions with me there, where I regularly post open starters and meme prompts. For a full list of rules, see my main. Honesty hour questions will largely be answered IC and treated as anonymous unless signed by a muse.

Torunn is a canon character from a blip world in the comics, daughter of Thor Odinson and Lady Sif. All details vary based on verse, and I'm happy to write her into AUs and fandom crossovers.

wanted connections:

This is by no means a comprehensive list, and I can roll with most muses as far as basic interactions. I’m happy to ship Torunn with other Marvel characters and OCs/fandom crossovers based on chemistry, but unless they're on my OTP list, they need plotting and interaction first. There is never any pressure to ship with me, even if they're on my list.

OTPs: Francis Barton, Ian Zola Rogers NOTPs: Any other-Earth siblings (it should go without saying, but you'd be surprised) Family: Thor Odinson (happy to go whatever way you're comfortable, whether that's a verse where Thor actually got to raise her, or a more angsty one where they're from different Earths), Tony Stark (again, I'm fine if this is the Tony that raised Torunn or another Earth's Tony, but regardless she thinks of him like a father), James Rogers, Azari T'Challa, and Henry Pym Jr. (her chosen brothers) Other: All children of the Avengers (happy to plot established connections in her college or 61616 verses, or new ones in her 616 verse), Ellie Rogers

default verses:

61616: Torunn's main verse, a mix of comics, headcanons, and Next Avengers: Heroes of Tomorrow (2008). When Ultron defeated the Avengers, Tony Stark raised their children, and Thor left Torunn on Earth to learn the real meaning of being a hero. She considers James Rogers, Azari T'Challa, and Henry Pym Jr. to be her chosen brothers. They grow up together, destroy Ultron, and set about helping the human survivors resettle in a post-apocalyptic world.

616: A 61616 AU where Torunn and her brothers use technology created by Tony Stark to take them to another dimension, where the Earth hasn't been ravaged by Ultron and they can live out normal lives.

college!verse: All the heroes of comics live happily ever after and raise their kids. Torunn is raised by Thor and various other ships in this verse, and I'm happy to write in more established canon or OC parents/siblings. Torunn is typically attending college and training to be a hero simultaneously, per her dad's request that she experience some "normal" life.

verses by request only:

I'm happy to write these, but since they're more specific AUs, I don't default on them for asks/memes. Please feel free to request them.

alt!61616: A 61616 AU where the explosion of the interdimensional elevator brings Ellie Rogers and Ian Zola Rogers to Torunn's world. She and her brothers help cure Ellie's symbiote infection and repair the elevator so they can go home.

almost famous: A no-powers AU where Torunn's father, Thor, is a wealthy, famous owner of Las Vegas's most popular casinos, and her mother is a daytime soap opera star. Having been raised in the spotlight and largely ignored by her parents, she's in and out of tabloids and generally causing chaos.

[billykaplanactualwizard666]

Avengers World #9 (2015)

[billykaplanactualwizard666]

Avengers World #11 (2015)

[godardsghostheterodoxperv]

[margotrobie]

MARGOT ROBBIE via Instagram (August 21, 2025)

[itexpertyahya]

Margot Robbie by Kurt Iswarienko (2016)

[billykaplanactualwizard666]

Avengers World #11 (2015)

[billykaplanactualwizard666]

Avengers World #14 (2015)

[graylu]

“You can act like a king, Pym can play superhero, and Torunn can live in a fantasy land saying ‘aye’ and 'verily’ until she’s blue in the face. What’s the point?" 

[margotrobbieuniverse]

Barbie Event Portraits - 2023

[amazingmargotrobbie]

Whenever someone makes me a cup of tea, I'm like, "Imagine you're making it for a small child—really milky and sweet." I probably drink at least 10 teas a day. In our family, a cup of tea is the answer to everything. When you walk in, you get offered a cup of tea. If something goes wrong, someone will be like, "I'll make you a cup of tea." If something good happens, they will be like, "Great! We'll make you a cup of tea."

[boyd-stevens]

THE WOLF OF WALL STREET 2013, dir. Martin Scorsese

[margotrobie]

MARGOT ROBBIE for Chanel

[flamboyantdesire]

open to: anyone over 21. no inc*st.

plot: gabriel has invited one of his friends to have his way with your muse. he plans on joining too. up to you if they had talked about it beforehand or not.

both men are sprawled on the velvety sofa, chatting casually while sharing a drink. gabriel's eyes take their breathtaking figure in as soon as the door closes behind them, a fire akin to hunger darkening his gaze. he cuts the distance between the newcomer and himself slowly, not unlike a hunter gauging in his prey. "look at you, all dolled up." two finger's lift their chin, pulling them into a searing kiss. "just like daddy likes it," his words are hushed, low, cognizant. with a light smack to their perky ass, gabriel all but pushes them onto his friend's lap. both men had discussed the events of the night thoughtfully, shared each of their wildest fantasies. both of them hyper-aware of the unholy things they were about to do that precious cinnamon roll, how they were using them for their own pleasure. "say hi to daddy's friend, sweetheart," he cooed, his breath on their neck.

[withawarinher]

Torunn had taken extra care with her appearance tonight, wanting everything to be perfect, knowing just how daddy liked her. When she emerged from the bedroom, it wasn't without a touch of nerves at what was about to happen, though she hid it behind a flirty smile. She'd never been with two men before, but she trusted Gabriel to stay in control and know her limits, or just how to push her over them so it could be better than she ever dreamed. She wanted to do this, and she wanted it to be perfect for both of them. She hummed at the kisses and the praise, his approval enough to chase away the last of her nerves, giggling at the slap to her ass. "Hi, daddy's friend," she purred, making herself comfortable in his lap, her hand running teasingly along his thigh. She leaned to kiss him, slow, letting him taste her at his leisure.

[withawarinher]

Torunn was furious with her father for sending her here. She knew it was a last resort to try to straighten her out, disappointment to the family, didn't know what else to do with her (blah blah, she'd heard that lecture a hundred times before). He still failed to grasp that what Torunn really wanted was his attention, and if he wouldn't offer it freely, then she'd settle for the negative attention she got from his disapproval. It was better than nothing. But no matter what she did, no matter how many tabloid headlines splashed her name or for what, it never seemed to make any difference. He inevitably went back to running his empire, and she went back to trying vainly to make him notice her.

Being sent to the middle of bumfuck nowhere was the opposite of what she'd wanted, and she'd been making her displeasure known ever since. Admittedly, setting the cabin on fire had not been intentional. The flames just got a little out of hand, and Torunn wasn't one to waste opportunity. She was quite drunk by the time she was dancing and stripping around the fiery remains.

Unfortunately, she was stone cold sober now, stuck back in this infernal church or whatever it was. (Goddamn boring was what it was. A girl really had to try hard to make her own fun in this place.) She gave him wide blue eyes, an innocent smile that would have fooled no one who actually knew her. "But the sin's where all the fun is. You of all people must know that. You've got filthy eyes." Her smirk widened into something decidedly less innocent. She'd flirted shamelessly with him since she got there, but come on. Handsome silver fox in a position of power, reckless troublemaker with daddy issues? Astronauts in space could see what a cliche she was.

A flicker of surprise chased its way across her features when his hand slid higher, her breath catching in her throat. There was a beat of stunned silence, where she couldn't believe he was actually going there, and then she tipped her head back and laughed. "Are you going to fuck the devil out of me, father? You wouldn't be the first to try."

[withawarinher]

"Shame. I was hoping it would be devoted to me." She tilted her head, a sad little smile on her lips. It vanished quickly under a lifetime of hiding her real feelings. She didn't really expect Miller to love her after she'd been nothing but a thorn in his side since she got here. But was it so wrong to want someone who did? Someone who loved her and put her first instead of seeing her as a problem or, worse, not seeing her at all.

But if love wasn't on the table, they could at least have some fun together. Maybe he was right about her. Maybe there was something wicked in the way she wanted him, how she was wet just thinking about it before he'd ever touched her. She was pent up after weeks of this place where nobody knew how to have any fun. She had to give him credit; he was convincing. Torunn didn't think there was any shame in sex, but it was clear she was in the minority there. His followers were too afraid of sinning to stray from the path.

The press of his fingers over her slick core brought her breath in a soft sigh. It was surprisingly gentle, or maybe she just hadn't expected him to care about her comfort. She'd had boyfriends who paid less attention to the foreplay. "How considerate of you, daddy." Her gaze remained locked on his, something intense about that eye contact while his hands caressed the most intimate part of her.

It sounded to her like she was the one being used, but the smartass comment died on her lips when his fingers pressed deeper, a little whimper leaving her as she automatically clenched around them. Her voice broke with some of her restraint. "You're right, I-- I need cleansing, father. Please. Save me, please. Get it out of me. Fill me up with his light." She was well aware they weren't talking about the same demons, but Miller had been blessed with something she'd never had. He had faith. She could tell he really believed he could help her like this, and it made her want to believe it too. She widened her thighs for him, teeth sinking into her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning while his fingers pumped in and out of her.

[kyglow]

OPEN TO: f 

CHARACTER: miller - priest and leader of a cult ( fc: jeffrey dean morgan )

PLOT: found here 9th point down

she was a new recruit within their private commune out in the wilderness as they were away from the big cities and towns. the older priest took it upon himself to help the individual since they had a troubled past and were a sinner as the last few weeks of her being her she had caused more trouble than miller could handle attempting to punish her by sending her away to her cabin and forcing her to read their holy book having lost three of them now as he suspected they may have burned them when one of the empty cabins were found set on fire and the suspect was dancing around the flames with a bottle of gin in hand. there was no way he was going to give up on her as he would attempt to try his best efforts to tame her.

the two were alone in the church. he crouched down right in front of her as he stared at her with an intense glare. " i am still figuring out what we should do with you. now if you're wondering if your antics around here will force me to release you out of our group then i am sorry but that's not going to happen. " remaining adamant on his decision to keep her here suspecting she wanted out of the group. he would then place his hand on her knee and crane his head up eyes remained locked with her own. " why don't you try and help me here. let me help you remove the devil that has infected your mind. allow me to guide you to salvation and to be free of sin. " miller's eyes narrowed as his tone would be coarse and deep yet quiet. it was the late hours of the evening as he was certain no one would come into the church to interrupt their meeting. " if we can't abolish the devil with prayer or words then i am afraid i am going to have to resort to more extreme methods. " his palm would run up her thigh hitching up her skirt. his digits slid up along her inner thigh feeling the warmth of her silky smooth skin before digits would then press upward and firmly along her fabric panty covered heat giving insight as to what ' the extreme measures ' were.

[withawarinher]

Torunn was furious with her father for sending her here. She knew it was a last resort to try to straighten her out, disappointment to the family, didn't know what else to do with her (blah blah, she'd heard that lecture a hundred times before). He still failed to grasp that what Torunn really wanted was his attention, and if he wouldn't offer it freely, then she'd settle for the negative attention she got from his disapproval. It was better than nothing. But no matter what she did, no matter how many tabloid headlines splashed her name or for what, it never seemed to make any difference. He inevitably went back to running his empire, and she went back to trying vainly to make him notice her.

Being sent to the middle of bumfuck nowhere was the opposite of what she'd wanted, and she'd been making her displeasure known ever since. Admittedly, setting the cabin on fire had not been intentional. The flames just got a little out of hand, and Torunn wasn't one to waste opportunity. She was quite drunk by the time she was dancing and stripping around the fiery remains.

Unfortunately, she was stone cold sober now, stuck back in this infernal church or whatever it was. (Goddamn boring was what it was. A girl really had to try hard to make her own fun in this place.) She gave him wide blue eyes, an innocent smile that would have fooled no one who actually knew her. "But the sin's where all the fun is. You of all people must know that. You've got filthy eyes." Her smirk widened into something decidedly less innocent. She'd flirted shamelessly with him since she got there, but come on. Handsome silver fox in a position of power, reckless troublemaker with daddy issues? Astronauts in space could see what a cliche she was.

A flicker of surprise chased its way across her features when his hand slid higher, her breath catching in her throat. There was a beat of stunned silence, where she couldn't believe he was actually going there, and then she tipped her head back and laughed. "Are you going to fuck the devil out of me, father? You wouldn't be the first to try."

[possession]

MARGOT ROBBIE via Instagram