Summary: Reader struggles with her body image after having children.
Warnings: nothingnreally… it’s fluff
Pairings: Thor Odinson x Reader
Words: 758
A/N: Okay, so my first crack at Thor…sort of. This is for @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan Full Figured Fantasy challenge with Prompt #14: Your body is not ruined.
Summary: A party at the Avengers Tower post-mission ends on a less than positive note and you struggle with your self-esteem. Thor offers to show you how beautiful you are to him.
A/N: phew this totally had a life of its own. Neither gifs below belong to me – one is for a challenge (the NSFW) and the other is from google. Full credit where it’s due. In case some of you hadn’t realised, I’m really loving writing for Thor at the moment and I keep signing up for challenges. It’s a problem. Any who, enjoy this filthy smutty fluffy goodness! Feedback is greatly appreciated!
The Avengers came trudging inside after their latest mission, successful but exhausted. The strains of the battle would follow them for the rest of their life, another wrinkle around the eyes, another scar on their body from an inevitable injury. You stood on the helipad with the rest of the medical team, smiling sympathetically as the physically uninjured passed. You wanted to comfort each of them but knew it wasn’t time yet. They each had their own rituals to complete post battle; some, like Nat and Clint, needed solitude while others, like Thor and Sam, needed companionship.
Tony, as always, strutted down from the ramp. You eyed the cool smile on his face, the glasses he wore covering his eyes. It was always hard to gauge the type of mood the genius would be in on return. Sometimes it depended on the outcome of the mission; other times it depended if something had triggered his PTSD.
Most of the time, you just had to wait and see what came out of his mouth.
“Ah Y/L/N! Just the lady I wanted to see!” Tony clicked his fingers and pointed at you.
Your eyes flickered to Thor’s questioningly but he shrugged and eyed Tony warily, “What’s up, Tony?”
“I need you to make some calls; we’re having a party!” Tony announced jubilantly. “It’s been a while…”
“A week,” You heard Sam mutter as he passed.
“…since we’ve had some fun. I’m thinking some music, drinks and food so I’m gonna need…” Tony prattled.
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