#jotun thor

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The Wild Blue Yonder chapters 8 + 9 are up on AO3!

The Wild Blue Yonder: A Loki Movie (55544 words) by Bottan Chapters: 9/10 Fandom: Thor (Movies), Norse Religion & Lore, Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel) Characters: Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Sif (Marvel), Warriors Three (Marvel), Fárbauti (Norse Religion & Lore), Laufey (Marvel), Býleistr | Byleist (Norse Religion & Lore), Helblindi (Norse Religion & Lore) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Jotunn Thor (Marvel), Action/Adventure, POV Loki (Marvel), Jötunheimr | Jotunheim, Brotherly Love, Less Brotherly Love, Fairy Tale Elements, Helheimr | Hel (Realm), Loki Has Issues (Marvel), Thor Has Issues (Marvel), Wilderness Survival, Hypothermia, Angry Thor (Marvel), Mono-gendered Frost Giants, Let's party like it's 2011, no beta we die like Loki: again and again and again, Loki Needs a Hug (Marvel), Loki Gets a Hug (Marvel), Loki & Thor Bro Feels (Marvel), Loki Loves Thor (Marvel), Thor Loves Loki (Marvel), Pining, Politics Summary: After the botched coronation, Thor and his warriors land on Jötunheim – far away from the capital, far away from Laufey. So they march, and when they find Jötnar, they destroy them. But the bridge doesn’t open when they call for it, and Odin doesn’t rescue them from Laufey’s revenge. Fleeing, separated from their friends, Loki and Thor get hopelessly lost. And while Thor is dying of the cold, Loki is facing a truth nobody prepared him for. ** Or: The one where Thor gets cursed and turns into a Frost Giant. Updates Mondays.

[midnottart]

August's exclusive art for the Midnight Train members is online! • Jotun Thor is back and he makes sure his mate Loki stays warm

[cthooliac]

❄️🐍 AU

[invisible-hand]

FIC COMPLETE! The Serpent's Kiss, my fic for the 2022 @thorkibigbang with THREE beautiful arts by @midnottart is now fully up. #thorki

❄️ Jotun Thor/Aesir Loki political marriage AU

❄️ 57k, explicit

❄️ World building, intrigue, miscommunication, animal characters, slow burn, angst with a happy ending.

[kohada-sushi]

[thehmn]

I’m planning on having a jotun character in a future comic and was trying to pull inspiration from mythology.

Something that comes up more often than you’d expect from a 1000 years old collection of stories is different races breeding with jotuns to achieve certain results.

Odin has sex with the jotun woman Jord (which means Earth) specifically to create Thor. Later he force himself on another jotun woman to create a god of hatred and vengeance (which also results in the gods banishing Odin from Valhalla for several years because a man would be punished just for touching a woman’s arm without her consent at the time and Loki later seems to claim Odin spent a lot of those years as a woman, birthing several children himself)

Jotuns also have a reputation for birthing monsters and animals but it mostly seems to happen when they breed with non-jotuns. Loki is half jotun/half Æsir and creates a eight legged horse with another horse, has normal children with his jotun wife, but also creates a giant wolf, a huge snake and a half-dead woman with another jotun woman. Then there’s the jotun king who gives birth to nine normal wolves after sleeping with a werewolf (they were together for years and it’s not made clear if it was a repeat thing where he birthed them one at a time or if he gave birth to a litter of pups all at once)

A jotun woman had three husbands, two jotun men and one Æsir god. She was the embodiment of night and he was the god of twilight and together they created the god of daylight.

Surprisingly a jotun man with a troll woman was considered the most ideal combination. One great warrior was described as beautiful and cleaver like his jotun father but strong and fierce in battle like his troll mother.

Because Loki himself was mixed race you never knew what you’d get from his “adventures” but otherwise it seems like you could expect some relatively predictable outcomes by mixing and matching jotun genes with other races.

[spencerwayne-todd]

Keeping up with the Waynes

Bruce: Alright, here's the situation. The Joker is loose again and We have to bring him in within three hours.

Duke: How on God's green earth are we supposed to do that? It took us three weeks last time!l

Jason: Guns.

Dick: No.

*The automatic doors open, revealing three figures*

Damian: Team Murder is back!

Dick: You've got to pick a better name.

Bruce: Well, Cass, Damian. Welcome back. Uh, who is this?

Cass: Backup.

Loki: Hello.

Bruce: Well, I suppose we can use all the help we can get. Welcome, Mr. Laufeyson.

Loki: Mr. Wayne.

Bruce: As I already said, we have three hours to capture the Joker. Alright, field teams. Dick and Jason, take the rooftops. Damian and Duke; lookout. Tim, August, and Babs; surveillance. Cass and Loki; infiltration. Spencer and I; assault team 1. Steph and Harper; assault team 2.

Dick: Uhuh.

Jason: *nods*

Damian and Duke: *high five*

Tim: *coughs*

Cass: *blinks*

Loki: What's happening?

Spencer: *Thumbs up*

Steph: *sneezes*

Harper: *clicks gun*

Bruce: Great plan. Let's go.

Loki, walking alongside Cass: I'm sorry, I seem to have missed the part where we came up with a plan?

Cass: Pay attention. Very clear.

Loki: Ah, yes. I see. The noises and randomized hand gestures you and your family made was a plan.

Cass: Yes. Simple plan.

Loki: And that plan was?

Cass, sighing: Brothers distract while sisters and Dad attack. Then, you and me capture and contain. Simple. Plan.

Loki: Understood.

*The operation was successful, and Loki is preparing to return to his multiverse*

Bruce: Well, thank you all the same. We are very grateful for your help.

Loki: Thank you for giving me a chance. The Avengers have not always been so gracious.

Selina: This family is built on second chances.

Bruce: And third ones.

Dick: And fourth ones.

Damian: And on down the number line, we get it. We must leave now.

Loki: Oh, yes. I promised to teach Damian some skills of Asgard. Well, We must be off. Oh, before I go, here. I understand that presents are a way of symbolizing friendship, so-

*Loki summons a large wrapped present and leaves it on the table*

Loki: Alright then. Damian, we're off.

*The portal snaps shut behind Loki and Damian, and the rest of the family just stares at the box*

Steph: Is it weird that i'm nervous about this?

Duke: No. It's a gift from the Trickster god. It's very unnerving.

Spencer: I'll open it.

*Spencer opens the box and freezes before reaching in and pulling out Joker's severed head*

Spencer: Uh...

Jason: I freaking LOVE that guy!

*Later, Loki and Thor are watching Damian train*

Thor: So, you gave them the freshly severed head of their sworn enemy?

Loki: Yes. Wonderful, right?

Thor: Ah, Loki? Um, ah, you see, humans don't- ooh, how do I say this? Humans don't usually appreciate severed body parts as presents.

Loki, jumping to his feet in shock: THEY'RE HUMAN?!!!??

[prettiestthor]

Loki won’t shut up about Thor—he’s head over heels, totally whipped lmao, and everyone is so done with it. Laufey’s face says it all: he’s seriously considering charging Thor rent for all the space he’s taken up in Loki’s head and heart 😭🙏

that happiness 😅

[lokisgoodgirl]

Asgard's Greatest Lover [Brodinsons]

Part of the Brother Collection A link to my regular Masterlist is HERE Summary: An offhand comment leads to a salty trip down memory lane. (w/c 1.4k) Warnings: Squabbling. D*ck measuring contests to fluff. Implied smut references.

“Loki, she’s looking over-” Despite best efforts to ignore it, the meaty elbow jostling the god’s ribs made him wince. “Loki, look, in the stand yonder. She’s looking, Loki- look” Thor boomed excitedly, bouncing in his seat. “Will you desist?” Loki spat, hissing under his breath.

He could feel blood warming his cheeks, the volume of Thor's attempt at subtlety making him wish a portal would swallow him whole. He shouldn't have come. He didn't even like tennis. And yet, as always, here he was. With his public embarrassment of a brother. Loki grimaced as Thor began to point.

“But look hence...she noticed you! Perhaps she wishes to bid us good day.” He began to raise his arm, the start of a floppy wave which would likely be seen from space. “Wave, Loki- look, brother, see-!” Loki’s hand shot out, forcing the over-excited gesture down. “She’s wondering if you have utterly lost control of your faculties, brother;” Loki snarled, trying his best to look menacing. “As am I.”

Thor chortled, straightening a muscle vest which was three sizes too small. “Oh, Loki. You never have been very good at this sort of thing,” he sighed, letting his enthused gaze roam up and down the pristine grass court as Stark Industries friends and family took their seats. “It truly is a boon that you have one such as I to guide you in this romantic endeavour.” Loki raised his brows. He knew he shouldn’t take the bait. Especially in public. Especially today. But it was just too tempting.

“Whatever could you mean, brother?” he crooned, giving his most stoic side-eye with a tilt of his chin. He felt Thor bristle, telltale nervous fingering of blonde strands behind his ear letting Loki know the warning pitch of his voice had hit as intended.

“Well, Loki, it’s no secret that your love life has been fraught with unfortunate malaise where seduction is concerned,” “Unfortunate?” Loki said coldly, “I wouldn’t call a reputation as Asgard’s greatest lover unfortunate.”

Thor spluttered, shaking his head with sanctimonious laughter. “Ah, my little brother. I do admire the unshakeable esteem with which you hold your delusions.”

The dark brother’s grip tightened on the bleacher bench. “And I suppose you believe that title belongs to you, does it?” he sneered through gritted teeth. Poison flecked the words, dripping from his tongue like venom from a fang. Thor’s eyes narrowed. “I have the relic which proves it,” he shrugged.

“The one our mother gave you in solace when Jane left?” Loki snarled, “Pathetic. I doubt she even knew what it truly meant, just echoed your boorish claims thinking it was based in chivalry,” he paused. “At least, I hope that was her intent.” They stared at each other in pregnant silence.

“It matters not that mother gifted me said ceramic receptacle,” Thor said through gritted teeth. “What matters is, that my legend reaches far beyond the bifrost to bedchambers across nine realms, brother.” A shit-eating grin spread across his face. “Whereas yours is rather more contained to the palace servant quarters.” “That was one instance,” Loki spat, “and she was the most comely chambermaid we’d ever had.” “I’m sure,” Thor huffed, rolling his eyes. He brought one fist in front of Loki’s face, flexing an ostentatious bulge of bicep. “I was too busy giving the princess of Nilfheim a shudder of my very special thunder to notice.” He smirked, delivering a slow wink to punctuate his prowess. “She was never the same afterwards, you know.” Loki stared open mouthed, before he burst into raucous laughter.

From across the court, Steve immediately stood with a snap; hands on his hips with the most uptight death glare Loki had ever seen. “This is tennis,” Steve squawked. “For gosh’s sakes, have some respect.”

Through tears of mirth, Loki saw you cover your mouth with your hand to stifle a giggle. She recognises that Rogers is ridiculous, he thought. Good. That’s good.

Regaining his composure, Loki straightened. He smoothed his hair behind his ears, picking up the gauntlet his brother had carelessly cast down.

“Never the same. Quite.” he mused thoughtfully, collecting himself. “I can believe that your relentless dry-thrusting, lack of imagination and moans which sound suspiciously like the name of your talisman would scar her for life, yes.” “Leave Mjölnir out of this,” Thor snapped. Loki smirked, eyes wandering casually to where you sat. “The rumours are true then. Interesting.” he murmured slyly. Thor crossed and re-crossed his legs, the bleacher creaking beneath his weight. “She was perfectly satisfied,” the blonde grumbled, shifting his feet. Loki snorted. “Brother, you could not satisfy a woman if the key to unlocking her pleasure was written in parchment and propped upon her belly.” Thor stared, blankly. “Ah, yes – I forgot. A woman’s pleasure is not your forte is it,” Loki sneered, casting a quick glance towards his brother’s reddening face. “From what I heard, your attempts have been tragic at worst and laughable at best-” “Loki,” Thor warned, glancing anxiously at the people filling the seats behind them. But Loki continued, un-phased.

“Did you truly think you were to rub it with your chin?” He let out a harsh ooo, before sucking the air between his teeth.

“Those unfortunate women,” he drawled with feigned solemnity. “They didn’t want to hurt your feelings. ‘Asgard’s greatest lover’...please.” Thor tried to speak then thought better of it. Loki felt the glee begin to rise in his chest as he tasted victory in the air. “I felt moved for her when she hobbled from your chambers, poor thing. What did she cite for her impromptu departure, I wonder? Headache, was it?” He looked at his brother. The glazed look of bamboozled betrayal in his eyes told Loki that he was in fact, correct.

“Thankfully, I had just run a rather luxurious bath for myself which the lady found most soothing to aid her discomfort,” Loki purred, throwing his scarlet-faced sibling a knowing glance. “She was very grateful for my healing hands. And other anatomical attentions.”

Thor stared with slack-jawed disbelief.

The dark-haired god flicked his keen gaze towards you again. He let his eyes track up the skin of your bare calf, glinting in the afternoon sun. Supple, he pondered; thanking the Norns for the light breeze which rustled your skirt. On cue, you sipped from a large water bottle. Loki smirked.

“I was not aware that I was now a figure of such...ridicule. How times have changed.” Loki frowned as his moment of voyeurism was disturbed by Thor’s quiet mewl. With a sigh of resignation he swivelled, their knees touching. He reached for his brother’s hand, lowering his chin with sincerity in his eyes.

“Brother, that is not so” Loki said softly, “you have always been a figure of ridicule.”

Thor let out a shaky laugh, nodding. “I can always count on you to cheer me, brother” he said, patting Loki’s hand. Loki nodded once in acknowledgement. “Perhaps the next time you think yourself above me in the art of seduction, you will remember this conversation.”

“One can hope,” Thor chirped.

Loki rolled his eyes, retracting his hand. Polite clapping erupted as the first of the day’s players walked onto the court, waving at the crowds. He could feel Rogers suspicious stare burning into him from the other side of the grass, but he paid it no mind. “You truly think the odds are in my favour, brother?” Loki murmured thoughtfully, nodding subtly in your direction.

The two of them craned to catch a glimpse, the figure of his affections now half-obscured by a sea of lesser bodies. Your demure facial expression gave nothing away, but a pat on the shoulder from Natasha soon made you break into a dazzling smile. How she is not a goddess, I shall never know, Loki pondered; feeling his heart melt into his stomach and transform to a sea of butterflies. The redhead nudged her chin upwards, urging you to look up where the two gods stood. Staring. “Gods,” Loki hissed regretfully, continuing to clap like a fool. There was nothing else to be done. The boorishness of his brother had once again drawn the wrong kind of attention. But try as he might, he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Perhaps she has some magic of her own, he mused.

Thor’s elbow jostled against his ribs, “I told you, Loki” he chortled, “god of chaos or not, I would say that the odds are most definitely in your favour where your lady is concerned.” “Truly?” Loki breathed, his heart beating faster as you gave him a small, bashful wave. “Truly,” Thor said, giving his brother’s shoulder a comforting squeeze.

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[midnottart]

❄️⚡️🐍 • Happy Thorki Big Bang! ✨

I had the joy to team up with @invisible-hand and create an art piece for their fantastic story ‘The Serpent’s Kiss’

AO3 First Chapter

// political marriage AU between Jotun Thor and Æsir Loki

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[invisible-hand]

The Serpent's Kiss, my fic for the 2022 @thorkibigbang with art by @midnottart is up!

❄️ Jotun Thor/Aesir Loki political marriage AU

❄️ 55k, already written, will update twice weekly

❄️ Explicit, slow burn, angst with a happy ending

❄️ Politics! Intrigue! Age difference! Direwolves!

Summary

Loki is the second child of Asgard’s imperial throne, the unwanted spare who can do no right in his father, Odin's, and sister, Hela's, eyes. Thor is Jotunheim’s fiercest defender against Aesir conquest, its army general, Laufey’s first child, crown prince…and long time object of Loki’s youthful obsession. When Loki’s rash actions throw the two realms’ delicate peace negotiations into disarray, he is forced to marry the Jotun prince, tearing control of his future—and maybe even his very bodily autonomy—out of his hands, and making a mockery of his dream of having Thor, which he is determined to escape at any cost.

While Thor…his dreams carry portents, and this time he dreamt he embraced a serpent, and that embrace brought not only peace, but something more.

[laxi0v0]

I was going for Hella but that's a literal fem Loki

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Concept Loki build is finished and I couldn’t be more thrilled!!

This costume is almost entirely leather: veg tan tooled/shaped/dyed for the cuirass and skirt borders, and various cow and lamb skin leathers for the sleeves, pants, belt, and bracers. Technically the cape is as well—it’s an entire icelandic sheepskin that I levelled up with hand sewn feathers and mottled alcohol inks!

wip tag | more of this costume

Shot at Ice Castles NH Concept art by @aleksibriclot Photo by @sennedjem

[galaxythreads]

You ever think about how that moment in Thor 1 when Thor and Loki were kids in the Vault and how that was an identity shaping memory for Loki and for Odin and Thor it was freaking Tuesday

[the-fucking-cannibal]

Average sibling interaction 🤔