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.
Tag: grandthorki fic
Figment of Choice, ch 2/4, grandthorki fic
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.
Loki is the Philosopher King 