Thor has had enough and he leaves Asgard, abandons his godhood, and starts another life as a heavy metal musician, playing gigs and leaching off the power his fans give him when they call his name. He is content, until one day one of his kin shows up to plead for him to return.
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So, another round of my Halloween fic tradition! This one is inspired by Deconsecrator Thor, who in my mind has always looked rather like Peter Steele, so the music in this fic is intended to be along the lines of Type O Negative. Have a listen to “Hail and Farewell to Britain” and “Stay Out of My Dreams” in particular, as well as “Anaesthesia.”
I jumped ship from Tumblr and this is where I landed. I'm a philosophy postdoc (INTJ, she/her) with a serious thing for Tom Hiddleston as Loki. Sometimes I even write fanfiction about it. Mostly Loki and Thor/Loki (sometimes NSFW), some miscellaneous Hiddles, MCU (Steve/Tony or "Superhusbands" is my secondary ship), occasional Cherik, Game of Thrones, LOTR, Whedonverse... whatever catches my fancy, really.
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