Uh idk who is cuter
What's this say???
what the FUCK is this supposed to say
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warning; choking, bathroom sex, cursing
request; n/a (i did this for a friend)
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Characters: Thor/You
Description: Could you do a fluffy Thor fic where there’s morning cuddles involved? (requested by anon)
A/N: Aw, okay! This sounds cute :)
You woke up at almost 10:00 to light streaming through your windows. You attempted to lift your hand to brush some hair out of your face, but you found that both of your arms were trapped by the grasp of your boyfriend.
“I’m sorry,” you heard him say, and you almost screamed in surprise.
“Thor, oh my god! I didn’t know you were awake!” you exclaimed, trying to control your breathing.
“I’m sorry,” he laughed, his chest rising up and down from his laughter. “Here,” he said, loosening his old on you so that you could move your hands.
“Thanks,” you sighed, brushing your forehead so that the strand of hair there moved to its correct position. As soon as you set your arms back down, Thor grabbed them and held you tight, again.
“Aw, c’mon,” you whined playfully, not actually minding how he was acting.
“What, can I not just lay here and enjoy your company?” Thor asking jokingly.
“No, you can. I’m just saying that you don’t have to crush me to death while you’re doing so,” you laughed.
“I’m sorry, is this better?” Thor wondered as he constricted his arms around you, making it harder to breathe.
“Thor!” you exclaimed, your eyes widening. “Give me a break!”
“Alright,” he chuckled, his voice still low from waking up. His arms relaxed a bit, giving you more room to move around. He still held you close, though, making sure you couldn’t go too far away. “Good morning,” he mumbled, and you hummed in response.
The two of you were silent for a few moments before you remarked, “This is actually quite comfortable,” burying your head under into his chest. You couldn’t help but notice how muscular it was.
“It is,” Thor agreed, leaning down and kissing your head lovingly. “We should do this more often.”
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A man unwilling to fight for what he wants....., deserves what he gets.
Little brother: *Sits down beside me and puts on his head phones*
Me: Wanna know how much butt sex fics I read
Little brother: *Takes of his headphones* What
Me: What
Little brother: No tell me
Me: Butt sex
Little brother: When
Me: Everyday
Little brother:
Me: What
Stephanie: When are you gonna stop riding Roman's coat tails?
Roman: He doesn't-
Dean: The only thing I ride that belongs to Roman is his di-
Stephanie: What?
Roman: What?
Dean: What?
Request for leohasha :
Thor:,,So… Who’s gonna kick the jerk from the top?“
Steve:,,Well , it must be someone who’s smaller than us..”
[Y/N]:,,Why are you looking at me? I don’t want to be thrown into the air!“
Thor & Steve:,,But we are a team [Y/N]!”
What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.
You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself
but you killed everyone else around you too.
“You promised me. I believed you. I loved you. And you left..... And that’s how the story ends.”
- Once is Never Enough by MellytheHun