me and my partner have been obsessed with the unhinged insanity of this video for the last day. I can’t stop thinking about it.
I can feel parts of my body shutting down in self-defense while watching this. The amount of damage food like this does should be criminalized. The sheer amount of dairy in it alone is a capital crime.
I’m reblogging this to find it to use as an appetite suppressant in future.
it just keEPS GOING
Can we talk about this video and how I CAN NOT.
The “And One More Thing” quality of this reminds me of the Taco Town SNL sketch
i think what makes this one special is how long into the video it remains credibly edible. like “oh it’s pulled chicken. oh, chicken tacos. chicken tacos in a pizza shape? okay sour cream goes with tacos, the mayo’s weird but. hey wait what are you doing with those frying ingredients”
Someone on Twitter made it. It filled them only with regret.
What kind of cuddler is Thor? I’ve got a feeling he has a thing for full body contact👀
Thor is no doubt a full body cuddler!
An single arm around your waist? Entangled legs? I think not.
He needs you on top of him.
If he’s not close to being smothered, he’s not satisfied.
He would pull you atop his chest, your body lying between his legs as he lays on his back— arms circling your waist to hold you to him and chin resting on your head. Your arms would be reaching up under his shoulders or under your own head (but he doesn’t like the barrier between your face and his chest so its very rarely the latter).
If you make a move to get up, he’ll grunt. He’s like a damn child.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
And if you’re cuddling in a setting that require a bit more restraint (anywhere other than your bed), don’t think for a moment that he’s doing much to really hold back.
He doesn’t just have an arm around you on the couch— no. You are on his lap. Legs either side of his own as his hands rest on the small of your back, just above your butt.
Cuddling while standing? You’re as close to him as he can possibly have you. He’s got a hand brushing fingers through your hair soothingly while the other rests against the back of your neck— holding you against him as you wrap your arms around his torso.
In a nutshell: Thor is a slut for full body contact.
Suspicions - Masterlist
The Avengers try an online quiz to find their soulmates, and Thor’s girlfriend decides to have a little fun. Trouble is, Thor doesn’t know how to deal with feeling jealous. Can the relationship survive?
A/N: Reader met Thor in place of Jane when he was banished to Earth. Takes place prior to Age of Ultron.
(This is one of the first things I wrote, and the masterpost is acting weird so here’s a new one, fingers crossed this one works!)
Here are a few ideas. Send an Ask (anon is ok) or Message. Just say “Hi” and maybe:
- tell me which of my fics you like
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- tell me what you like about my blog
- tell why you decided to follow me
- share which fandom(s) we have in common
- confess which celebrities you thirst over
- tell me what kind of music you listen to, or your favorite musician(s)/song(s)
- tell me which Marvel movie you have watched the most and why
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I’m very friendly…as long as you’re not spouting hate (if you’re a minor, I’m asking you politely, now, to please move along. My blog is 18+)
This is an excellent guide 👏🏻👏🏻 Can confirm, @thorfanficwriter is super friendly
Summary: Asgardian v. Pizza buffet A.K.A. The Stuffing Chapter.
There’s a teeny, tiny bit of important plot before we get to that point. I’ve tried to very clearly flag the point of no return, so nobody get their undies in a twist if you continue and don’t like what you read.
Length: 6.7k-ish. Much like our hero, I may have overdone it this chapter…
Notes: The slices of pizza are of a size that works for you. If you’ve seen Bad Times at the El Royale, one of the scenes may seem somewhat familiar to you. My unending thanks go to @nobzob for encouraging me and for beta-reading this. Also, I made a deal with @thors-soft-cheeks that I would write this chapter, so hopefully it meets your expectations :)
Warnings: Eh the usual. Kinky food stuff, smut, drinking, swearing, brief mention of periods and babies, mental health wonkiness, Asgardian politics.
Well I was today years old when I found out that this was a kink I liked 😳
Beautifully written as always. I ADORED the reference to the squiggly dance scene in Bad Times (still my favourite film)
Present Thor having to go back in time for some mission and you go with and you both meet past thor who is still in his hormonal stage and now got two thors in bed with you I jus-
ooooookay though. like present thor only just agrees to let you tag along because it’s supposed to be a rote thing, just get what you need and get out, and you’ve always been so fascinated by his past and where he comes from.
and it’s by sincere accident that you cross paths with younger thor, brushing shoulders in a crowded Asgargian street, and the second that younger thor looks up and sees present thor’s wisened face, the lines around the corners of his eyes and the thick, dark coarse of his beard, his eyebrows shoot up with instantaneous delight. recognizing instantly, somehow, what this means. who present thor is and how he relates to young thor.
and then his gaze falls to you, and the expression that crosses younger thor’s face has present thor’s brows thinning as he says flatly, “no.” reading younger thor’s mind and redirecting it before he can get any ideas. knowing his younger self as he knows himself.
but you end up spending the night with younger thor, at both his and your insistence, as present thor lets out a thin sigh and clearly indulges you. giving younger thor a dry look that plainly says he knows what younger thor is thinking. what he is wanting, and that he’s not going to let younger thor get it.
but, uh. present thor is…soft. he’s soft and indulgent and gentle with you. he lets you chase stupid ideas when you get that shit-eating grin on your face, that expression that reads trouble and delight, when he knows no harm can come from it. this is no different.
you end up between them, the comfort and safe warmth of present thor at your back, supporting you and tilting your head as he kisses your neck. parting your thighs with familiar hands as younger thor sucks at your breast and feels at the heat between your legs with bold, searching fingers. they both take you, younger thor first, slotting himself between your knees and groaning raggedly as he enters you. mouthing messily at your jaw as he takes you with too much strength, chasing, chasing the sweet promise of his release in the warm clutch of your heat.
present thor barely contains an eye roll when younger thor slumps over you after, breathing against the hot skin of your neck and murmuring hot praises. present thor pushes him from you after a moment, getting his familiar hands firmly around your hips and tugging your hips to him. giving younger thor a raised brow before he lowers his mouth to your pulsing sex and tastes into you. opening the soft wet of his mouth against the slick of your heat and the proof of younger thor’s pleasure. breaking your back on a hard arch as your fingers root in his hair and you cry for him.
he finds his release in you after he’s brought you apart with his mouth and his hands, tilting your chin up to meet him in a deep kiss as he slides into you and you groan in breathless unison.
you fall asleep between them, content and exhausted between their furnace-hot bodies. knowing that when you wake up, present thor will bring you home. knowing that experiencing his past self has only made you love his present self more. knowing that you’ll do anything to know thor in the future, as well as the past.