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Thor Tales of Asgard - Vengeance and Comfort Prt 1

Title: Seeking Vengeance and Other Means of Comforting Your Younger Brother

Author: animehime20

Fandom: Thor: Tales of Asgard

Pairing: Thor/Loki (mild)

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own Thor or Thor: Tales of Asgard. They belong to Marvel, Lionsgate, and Stan Lee. I am just a fan looking to post fan fictions and show my support for the series and all it stands for.

Summary: Loki's separated himself from his family after what happened with Surtur's sword and Algrim's death, blaming himself for everything. Thor's had enough and just wants his brother to talk to him.

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"No, I sought vengeance. Thor, I am convinced that,

Late Night Texts 14C: Sam told me to ask you what you were wearing.

D: Did he now? That's…considerate of him.

C: I do not understand why Sam told me to ask you that… but now I am curious as to your attire.

D: Oh really?

C: We both know I would not have said it if it were not true.

D: You take all the fun out of this.

C: If you do not satisfy my curiosity about your clothes, I will send you back to hell.

D: Pushy, pushy.

C: Dean. I am warning you.

D: Fine, you pushy bastard.

D: I am wearing boxers.

C: I have not known you to go commando before.

D: You seriously take all the fun out of this.

C: Will you please explain to me what "this" is?

There can be miracles - Destiel Mpreg CH1

Author's note: I'm writing this during the breaks between classes at college so I am aiming to update as much as I can. I've never written Mpreg before and always wanted to try it. If you have any questions or anything at all please feel free to PM me.

As usual I own nothing, merely my pervy imagination. These are Kripke's babies..I'm just borrowing them for a little bit.

Sam grimaced at the sounds of retching that came from the motel bathroom. His heart felt sore at the thought of his brother in there, comforting his angel who was being violently sick.

The younger Winchester couldn't help but worry for poor Castiel. It was unnerving enoug

Southern ComfortGarth was happy to be away from the Winchesters.

Sure, he liked them but they were always so intense and exhausting.

Come on, purgatory?

How had Dean managed that? And how had he managed to get out. Yes, he had not commented on Dean's refusal to talk about it but he was sure there was a story there.

And all the shit Dean had laid on Sam?

Sure, Garth had known about the demon blood. Nearly every hunter knew that story thanks to Steve Bose and Tim Janklow who heard about the demon blood from a demon and confronted Sam about it years ago.

Being in cahoots with Ruby. Okay, he had no idea who this Ruby was.

And Sam had lost his soul? These

Regret"Dean."

"Not now, Cas."

"Dean..."

No. Dean can't listen to this right now, wouldn't listen. He knows what Castiel is going to say, and he doesn't want to hear it. It wouldn't matter anyway, not now. They have more important things to worry about--like the souls of every damn monster he'd ever hunted in his life trying to kick their asses. Damn his luck. Damn his job. Damn Purgatory. Damn everything.

Damn himself.

"Dean."

"Damn it Cas--" He turns to look at the angel--his angel, still, after everything--only to stop at the ancient, sorrowful expression on Castiel's face, the haunted look in his eyes; the eyes of someone who had tried so

I'm Glad You're AroundDean hissed when Sam poured the alcohol into his wound. "That friggin' hurts, man," Dean snapped while trying to pull away his arm. Sam grabbed his arm even tighter.

"Don't be a baby, Dean." Sam said while dabbing the reddish flesh. "You were the one who was reckless with that werewolf to begin with." Sam dipped the blanket into the bucket of warm water next to him; it was already turning pink of the blood.

"Saving your ass, you mean," Dean mumbled. Sam wanted to deny that, but Dean had already closed his eyes and made himself comfortable on the bed. Sam sighed and continued cleaning the wound, happily letting this argument slip away.

Thou

Melting Snow ~ Ch. 4Thor/Loki
Overall NC17, this part PG-13

Contrary to his recent actions, Thor was not stupid. He might not always think about what he was doing, might sometimes - or often - run head-first into danger without thinking about the consequences, but even Thor was very much aware that he had - to put it nicely - fucked up royally. He also knew that he had to do something to prevent a war from happening. Honestly, he could understand Loki's rage and anger. Maybe he would have acted the same if their situations had been the other way around ...

Without really noticing it, he stalked through the abandoned hallways, turning left and right and wander

Melting Snow ~ Ch. 1Thor/Loki
Overall: NC-17; This chapter: PG-13

He could hear nothing except for his own breathing. His heart was pounding in his chest and his eyes darted to the left and to the right. He was alone. All alone. Not lost, for lost would imply that he had no idea which direction would be the right one to take to reach his destination, and that was just plain wrong. He knew very well where he had to go, he was just ... not entirely certain how he could get there.

It didn't help that everything looked exactly alike. Really, would it have killed the Jötnar to build roads or at least paths so that not every visitor were to be as lost - no, no

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A Poem About Castiel's Butt~

by *pinkukailu, Jan 19, 2013, 6:05:37 PM
Literature / Poetry / Humor / Free Verse

Hey Cas,
you have a nice ass.
I just want to stare,
I'd like to see it bare.
Oh Cas.
Buy some pants made of glass.
I just wanna see.
I hope there's not a fee.
Dear Castiel,
how do you feel about Destiel?
I know Dean,
He can be mean.
But he loves you so.
Why not give him a blow?
It could be love,
Just give it a shove.
Cas you have such a nice bum.
Please stop being so glum.
Be proud.
Moan loud.
Because we all know,
that when you blow,
Its like being touched by an angel.
.....oh wait.

A Poem About Castiel's Butt~by *pinkukailu

Literature / Poetry / Humor / Free Verse

This is for my friend on tumblr, Shadow.
It was supposed to be a punishment but I actually had way too much fun with it u_u
A poem about Cas' ass <333