GRANDTHORKI DAY – OCTOBER 21ST – FANDOM EVENT

What is Grandthorki?

Officially Grandthorki is a subtype of Frostmaster in which the Grandmaster coerces a platonically related Thor and Loki to engage in sexual activities with each other and/or with him. There’s tonns of possibilities where one could take that, so for a more nuanced description, see this post.

What if I don’t interpret the ship that way?

That’s fine! There’s nothing wrong with interpreting a ship a different way! ^_^ However, since Grandthorki was coined for a specific purpose, the above definition will be the only type of content that will be tagged as #Grandthorki on this blog.

If you would like to write Thor and/or Loki as having pre-established sexual feelings for the other, then it will still be reblogged! It will just be tagged as #GrandthorkiB instead.

Variations of soft!Grandthorki/soft!Frostmaster (where it’s written as not even remotely dubcon/noncon) are not allowed for this event. I’m sorry. Your interpretation is valid; it’s just not worth my time or energy to cater content that I have no personal interest in.

That said, this is a hate-free environment. If you are hateful towards any ship, kink, or person, you will be blocked.

How do I participate?

It’s simple! You can post your content any time on October 20th or October 21st (UTC-6). Please be sure to use the tag #grandthorkiday within the first five (5) tags. If you don’t tag correctly, I won’t be able to find it and reblog.

I will be reblogging all content in the tag for everyone interested to see on October 21st (and likely for a couple days afterward). If you’re unable to post your content before October 21st, then that is okay; I will still reblog late posts if needed.

Note that it will help me a lot if all creators read the Rules before posting content.

What if I have further questions?

For more information, I’ve made pages for General Info, Rules, and a Blacklisting Guide. If your question isn’t answered there, then please send me an ask. You can also message me on my main blog @loxxxlay. Please don’t hesitate to do so! ❤

I’m an expert at mediating conflict + grandmaster trying to ‘work through’ thor and loki’s issues

loxxxlay:

god I can’t believe the Grandmaster’s Solution™ to this particular issue is an actual Thing That Came Out Of My Brain. That scares the shit out of me. Shame: 500, Me: 2. (I put up a good fight lol)

Warning: both Dubcon and Noncon (instigated by the Grandmaster, and mutual on Thor&Loki’s part). Actual Incest. Some legit Mind Control goin’ on here. Grandthorki is not for the weak of heart… unless you’re like me and your weakness of heart is for da grandthorki lol 😉

Anyway thank you so much for the prompt, anon! 😀 ❤ Shoutout to @zombiecheetah for helping me brainstorm with the first scene!! <333 And shoutout to @veliseraptor whose fics&ideas are literally always bouncing around in my head and inspiring meee. Hope yall enjoy ^_^ (For mobile users, there is a read more cut that may or may not show up lol.)

Thor hated himself with the intensity of a million burning suns.

It wasn’t a new hatred. Even before Sakaar, what-if’s and if-only’s would fill barren nights to the brim. There were a thousand words he could’ve said the night Loki fell from the Bi-Frost (the night he let go), and when Loki came back, ghostly and hateful and raging, there were a thousand paths Thor could’ve taken. The words that were actually spoken, the paths that were actually taken—they’d been the wrong ones.

In the aftermath of hindsight, Thor had learned to stitch self-loathing into the fabric of his being. Only its intensity was changing now. Sakaar was strengthening it into something suffocating and raw, and it was killing him. It was bleeding the life out of him.

“Loki, please,” he said, resting his cheek upon smooth, unrelenting metal. “Please just open the door.”

There was no click of the lock or twist of the doorknob. No sound from within the bathroom at all.

Keep reading

aivelin:

“Not a slave! A prisoner with job” or Star Wars parody
(No Grandmasters were harmed in making of this pic)

Figment of Choice, ch 2/4, grandthorki fic

loxxxlay:

Link to Chapter 1

Tags (for this chapter): grandthorki (in which Grandmaster makes Thor and Loki do sexual deeds, even though they not into each other like that), lotsa kissing, voyeurism, frostmaster (but moreso in the first chapter)

Warnings: Super dubcon, probably noncon. Use of the word “rape” once. Check tags for more warnings.

Note: Lol this is a lot less fucked up than I thought it was yesterday, oops, but I still wanna say be nice to Thor in this chapter, he’s doing his best. T_T

(for @led-lite <3)

After untying his brother’s wrists, Loki rushed to the bathroom and locked himself inside. It wasn’t small, but it wasn’t large and luxurious either. Golden tiles spanned the length of the floor, complimented by the dark red paint of the walls. The lights were dim, but the walls of the bath and the toilet were clean. An upgrade from their last room—he stopped himself from thinking about it.

Most importantly, the solitude washed through him like a breath of fresh air. He spent long seconds filling and emptying his lungs and allowing his jaw to work out the aching and his face to fall into its natural, empty state. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand until they stung. He smoothed back his hair.

From beyond the door, Loki could hear glasses shattering and furniture cracking and Thor roaring with each loud eruption of noise. He thought that maybe, he should go out there before Thor destroyed all of their furniture—but the thought sank dormant into his mind.

Figment of Choice, ch 2/4, grandthorki fic

Figment of Choice, ch 1/4, grandthorki fic

loxxxlay:

Summary:

They’ve have been re-captured for weeks, and the Grandmaster is starting to ask probing questions about Loki’s past. Loki finds himself caught between saving them both from Thor’s temper and protecting his deepest secret (and shame).

Tags: frostmaster, grandthorki (in which the grandmaster forces Thor and Loki, as bros, to do sexual things), thor&loki

Warning: hard dubcon, noncon, mutually nonconny thorki

(for @led-lite <3)

When they arrived on Sakaar, the sun was setting on the horizon. Loki gauged the its descent by the patches of pink and purple along the polished floor—patches that were broken by the shadows of their footsteps. They left dark stretches of gray winding all the way up the walls, as the Grandmaster led them to their new quarters.

A few feet away, Thor walked with his head ducked and his eyes dulled. His wrists were bound in a leathery cord, tethered to the Grandmaster’s grip. It was a precaution after yesterday, when Thor had worked himself into such a rage that he’d assaulted one of the Grandmaster’s guests and left a dent in the thick metal wall of their room. At least, he’d been cognizant enough not to attack or threaten the Grandmaster himself.

Loki counted that as a blessing.

Because while his own hands were free, he was not. He was trapped. Pinned between his captor and his brother, where leaning too close to one would inevitably alienate the other.

On a day like this, when he’d been brought to a planet he had hoped to never to step foot on again, he was grateful that Thor was silent. Not dragging his feet nor childishly yanking his wrists nor drawing attention to himself at all. Rare were these moments. When Loki could fall into a daze, tempered only by the occasional nod or one-word response to the Grandmaster’s rambling. Where he could vacate the scene and leave Thor to his own devices.

He was tired. It had only been weeks, but he didn’t know how much more he could take.