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Jun. 21st, 2012 06:13 pmI shall appreciate Thor through fanfic today. It’s just such an amazing thing for me to be in a fandom that is positively teeming with stories that I’m still giddy a month in :-) So here are my favourites so far (warning for high smut content).
The most popular pairing with Thor is obviously Thor/Loki. Sadly most stories are dripping with Loki woobification, but I did manage to find a few that keep the twisted dynamic from the films in which Loki abuses Thor and Thor lets him, only in fic it’s even better thanks to the added sex ;-) A great example is Die a Little Longer:
Loki strokes him for a bit, slow and lazy, revels in the way Thor's body rises up at his command like a puppet on strings. All this strength, these toned muscles and powerful limbs, rendered to nothing by a touch. Even if they call Loki weak where they think he cannot hear them—what does it matter? He knows the truth. More importantly, Thor knows the truth.
Here’s a slightly different take, that will serve as a nice segue to the next pairing on my list - Thor/Loki by way of Clint (or is it Thor/Clint by way of Loki?) - Foreplay:
Instead he grabs the back of Thor’s skull, leans in over his chest, leans in until they’re face to face, mere fingersbreadths apart. He’s grinning again, can’t help it as those shining, guileless blue eyes betray every drop of sensation Thor feels. Loki's eyes flicker over Thor’s face as he soaks it up greedily, the lust and the guilt and the torment, that bright soul stripped bare for him and him alone. Thor’s breathing grows erratic and Loki’s fingers dig into his skull, vice-like, as he watches the Almighty God of Thunder come apart.
The pairing I’m most fond of is probably Thor/Clint, just because I adore Clint. Here’s an absolutely sizzling story in which Clint is a pain slut, Thor is obliging, and Natasha is protective (but not in the way you’d think) - Steði As He Goes:
Someone, towards whom Clint cannot decide if he should be grateful or resentful, has seen fit to give Thor an undershirt. The indecision comes from Clint’s resentment that Thor’s truly godlike body is hidden and his gratitude that at least he’s only going to be mildly distracted by said godlikeness. Thor has the kind of body that gay porn stars covet and cultivate, only better, because all that expanse of golden manliness is actually good for something in a fight.
It occurs to him that part of his antsy-ness post-fight might be related to a recent dry spell and too much solo action. He needs to stop watching porn and evaluating the dudes’ potential usefulness in combat situations and actually get laid.
After Thor/Loki, the most popular pairing (measured in the number of fics) is Thor/Steve. I can certainly see the appeal, but I haven’t really come across many stories with these two that would bowl me over. Not smutty ones, at least. So here's a beautiful exploration of why the two of them would actually make sense together - In Time:
He's only just got used to existing on a larger scale than the rest of the world, and now he's met Thor, whose body is big and whose smiles are bigger still. He's holding a summer storm in his arms, thunder and sunshine, and it feels it. He can't close his eyes and pretend this is a woman - Peggy, his pining heart whispers. Thor is undeniably masculine, made of hard, muscled heat, no softness to him except the gold-silk fall of his hair.
Thor seems in no hurry to move, and yet when Steve begins to move, brushing his hips against Thor's, Thor goes with it easily. They sway together gracelessly, carried by the rhythm of the music: two lost pieces of flotsam rocking together on the surface of the sea.
I haven’t read much het, because Thor/Jane and their rushed romance just doesn’t work for me, and I haven’t come across any Thor/Sif. Here is, however, an awesome Thor/Natasha/Maria story that is just delicious. What can I say, Thor on his knees just does something to me (come to think of it, Chris Hemsworth on his knees does things to me, if the fact I had to struggle not to moan too loudly during the scene between Ravenna and the huntsman in SWATH is any indication…). Enjoy! Warrior Woman Worship:
He drops to one knee, and Maria’s mouth drops. She’s pretty used to crazy things happening in her life, but a god appearing in her room offering her sex is not the norm even for her.
“Uh, Natasha?” she whispers. Thor, still kneeling, gives no sign of hearing her.
“Is this a normal Asgardian custom?” Natasha asks.
“We value our women warriors, and we aim to give them pleasure whenever possible. If you are uncomfortable with my offer, I will understand. Some Asgardian customs are strange to Midgardians.”
“Not uncomfortable at all,” Natasha promises. She looks over at Maria. “You game? I’m happy to keep him all for myself if you’re opposed.”
Thor/Tony is not a pairing I would usually go for, except that I’m a sucker for humour, and who can bring it better than Tony? Also, most of the Thor/Tony fics I’ve come across are really good quality. Here’s my favourite one, in which Tony fixes the Bifrost, because aside from humour and steaming sex it also has very inventive exploration of the film canon (Ever wondered how Bifrost works? Tony manages to figure it out!) - And I Would Give You The Stars:
Still, if a man couldn't be given some leeway to ignore obvious visual cues when he was in the state of passing out into a sex-induced coma caused by a Norse God, then Tony was going to have to harbour some grave doubts about polite civilisation.
Anyway.
He woke up to the room looking as though - well - as though a thunderstorm had gone through it, and that was probably just a literal way of describing things.
Thor/Bruce is rare, sadly, as is Thor/Hulk (come on people, who else could even survive taking Hulk on?!). Here is one of the few examples of the pairing I was able to find, one that is wonderfully smutty. As an added bonus there’s also a quote from “Veronica Mars” in there, and really, you can’t go wrong with quoting Dick Casablancas (although I do admit “volcanically hot” is easier to find context for than “Why rape the cow when you’re swimming in free milk?” :-)) - Chosen:
There is a moment, when Thor first backs him up against the wall, takes his face between those big hands and bends down to kiss him, when Bruce thinks, I could stop this, I could say no, and then Thor draws back and smiles at him, a smile of sheer delight, and it’s as if a door to a very dark place has been flung open and sunlight is streaming through, radiant.
And Bruce, who has never kissed a man, let alone done anything more intimate than that with one, closes his eyes and sinks into the warmth and light that Thor offers, without even a murmur of protest.
Last but not least, here’s an awesome OT6 story, in which the Avengers enjoy one another simultaneously :-) With A View From Down Low:
“Stark!” Natasha snaps, and Tony’s eyes flicker towards her, but he doesn’t stop, not even when Clint and Natasha begin to move as one towards him, doesn’t bother to even pretend to look contrite.
At least, not until Thor’s hand wraps solidly around his ankle, and there’s this split-second where Tony’s eyes are huge and surprised, and then he’s letting out a rather undignified yelp as he’s dragged off of Bruce and across the plush carpeting like a rag doll.
The most popular pairing with Thor is obviously Thor/Loki. Sadly most stories are dripping with Loki woobification, but I did manage to find a few that keep the twisted dynamic from the films in which Loki abuses Thor and Thor lets him, only in fic it’s even better thanks to the added sex ;-) A great example is Die a Little Longer:
Loki strokes him for a bit, slow and lazy, revels in the way Thor's body rises up at his command like a puppet on strings. All this strength, these toned muscles and powerful limbs, rendered to nothing by a touch. Even if they call Loki weak where they think he cannot hear them—what does it matter? He knows the truth. More importantly, Thor knows the truth.
Here’s a slightly different take, that will serve as a nice segue to the next pairing on my list - Thor/Loki by way of Clint (or is it Thor/Clint by way of Loki?) - Foreplay:
Instead he grabs the back of Thor’s skull, leans in over his chest, leans in until they’re face to face, mere fingersbreadths apart. He’s grinning again, can’t help it as those shining, guileless blue eyes betray every drop of sensation Thor feels. Loki's eyes flicker over Thor’s face as he soaks it up greedily, the lust and the guilt and the torment, that bright soul stripped bare for him and him alone. Thor’s breathing grows erratic and Loki’s fingers dig into his skull, vice-like, as he watches the Almighty God of Thunder come apart.
The pairing I’m most fond of is probably Thor/Clint, just because I adore Clint. Here’s an absolutely sizzling story in which Clint is a pain slut, Thor is obliging, and Natasha is protective (but not in the way you’d think) - Steði As He Goes:
Someone, towards whom Clint cannot decide if he should be grateful or resentful, has seen fit to give Thor an undershirt. The indecision comes from Clint’s resentment that Thor’s truly godlike body is hidden and his gratitude that at least he’s only going to be mildly distracted by said godlikeness. Thor has the kind of body that gay porn stars covet and cultivate, only better, because all that expanse of golden manliness is actually good for something in a fight.
It occurs to him that part of his antsy-ness post-fight might be related to a recent dry spell and too much solo action. He needs to stop watching porn and evaluating the dudes’ potential usefulness in combat situations and actually get laid.
After Thor/Loki, the most popular pairing (measured in the number of fics) is Thor/Steve. I can certainly see the appeal, but I haven’t really come across many stories with these two that would bowl me over. Not smutty ones, at least. So here's a beautiful exploration of why the two of them would actually make sense together - In Time:
He's only just got used to existing on a larger scale than the rest of the world, and now he's met Thor, whose body is big and whose smiles are bigger still. He's holding a summer storm in his arms, thunder and sunshine, and it feels it. He can't close his eyes and pretend this is a woman - Peggy, his pining heart whispers. Thor is undeniably masculine, made of hard, muscled heat, no softness to him except the gold-silk fall of his hair.
Thor seems in no hurry to move, and yet when Steve begins to move, brushing his hips against Thor's, Thor goes with it easily. They sway together gracelessly, carried by the rhythm of the music: two lost pieces of flotsam rocking together on the surface of the sea.
I haven’t read much het, because Thor/Jane and their rushed romance just doesn’t work for me, and I haven’t come across any Thor/Sif. Here is, however, an awesome Thor/Natasha/Maria story that is just delicious. What can I say, Thor on his knees just does something to me (come to think of it, Chris Hemsworth on his knees does things to me, if the fact I had to struggle not to moan too loudly during the scene between Ravenna and the huntsman in SWATH is any indication…). Enjoy! Warrior Woman Worship:
He drops to one knee, and Maria’s mouth drops. She’s pretty used to crazy things happening in her life, but a god appearing in her room offering her sex is not the norm even for her.
“Uh, Natasha?” she whispers. Thor, still kneeling, gives no sign of hearing her.
“Is this a normal Asgardian custom?” Natasha asks.
“We value our women warriors, and we aim to give them pleasure whenever possible. If you are uncomfortable with my offer, I will understand. Some Asgardian customs are strange to Midgardians.”
“Not uncomfortable at all,” Natasha promises. She looks over at Maria. “You game? I’m happy to keep him all for myself if you’re opposed.”
Thor/Tony is not a pairing I would usually go for, except that I’m a sucker for humour, and who can bring it better than Tony? Also, most of the Thor/Tony fics I’ve come across are really good quality. Here’s my favourite one, in which Tony fixes the Bifrost, because aside from humour and steaming sex it also has very inventive exploration of the film canon (Ever wondered how Bifrost works? Tony manages to figure it out!) - And I Would Give You The Stars:
Still, if a man couldn't be given some leeway to ignore obvious visual cues when he was in the state of passing out into a sex-induced coma caused by a Norse God, then Tony was going to have to harbour some grave doubts about polite civilisation.
Anyway.
He woke up to the room looking as though - well - as though a thunderstorm had gone through it, and that was probably just a literal way of describing things.
Thor/Bruce is rare, sadly, as is Thor/Hulk (come on people, who else could even survive taking Hulk on?!). Here is one of the few examples of the pairing I was able to find, one that is wonderfully smutty. As an added bonus there’s also a quote from “Veronica Mars” in there, and really, you can’t go wrong with quoting Dick Casablancas (although I do admit “volcanically hot” is easier to find context for than “Why rape the cow when you’re swimming in free milk?” :-)) - Chosen:
There is a moment, when Thor first backs him up against the wall, takes his face between those big hands and bends down to kiss him, when Bruce thinks, I could stop this, I could say no, and then Thor draws back and smiles at him, a smile of sheer delight, and it’s as if a door to a very dark place has been flung open and sunlight is streaming through, radiant.
And Bruce, who has never kissed a man, let alone done anything more intimate than that with one, closes his eyes and sinks into the warmth and light that Thor offers, without even a murmur of protest.
Last but not least, here’s an awesome OT6 story, in which the Avengers enjoy one another simultaneously :-) With A View From Down Low:
“Stark!” Natasha snaps, and Tony’s eyes flicker towards her, but he doesn’t stop, not even when Clint and Natasha begin to move as one towards him, doesn’t bother to even pretend to look contrite.
At least, not until Thor’s hand wraps solidly around his ankle, and there’s this split-second where Tony’s eyes are huge and surprised, and then he’s letting out a rather undignified yelp as he’s dragged off of Bruce and across the plush carpeting like a rag doll.
