#deconstructed fic

Anyway

Thor and Loki are princes from two once rival kingdoms. Wars are expensive however and after the death of Odin, Thor's father, all fight has left both sides. Laufey and Frigga decide that a diplomatic solution to peace would be a marriage alliance. Thor is about four and Loki is still a babe.

At the same time, because of the move to peace, Laufey breaks off a deal with a powerful sorcerer and ally En Dwi Gast, the Grandmaster. Pissed off, but a 'reasonable guy' the Grandmaster gives Laufey 16 years to give him payment of his services that he has rendered. The price? His crown. Naturally, Laufey refuses.

Over the next 16 years, the two princes send their summer and winter months together, traveling to each other kingdoms. Loki hosts in winter and Thor in summer. As little children, everything is fine and they are fast friends. But as they get into adolescence and teen years, they tend to argue and fight more than anything. But still they're parents insist to keep going through with the match. Luckily, both fall mutually in love with the other and the engagement is promptly announced as soon as they both agree.

At an engagement ball/ceremony, the newly minted couple have an argument and Loki storms out, threatening to break the agreement. Laufey runs after him trying to speak some sense into stubborn son. This is when the Grandmaster makes good on his promise to take his price. He leaves Laufey for dead and steals Loki away.

On his deathbed, Laufey gives a jumbled description of the events of his attack to Thor who is now on the look out for some monster that has Loki. Meanwhile, the Grandmaster has Loki under a spell that forces him to turn into a swan during the day and only back to a human by the light of the moon in a certain pond (by his well hidden castle). During the day, the prince can fly to Thor's palace and cause all sort of mischief (a la the Untitled Goose Game) in the hopes that someone will understand his plight, but in the evening he has to fend off the advances of the Grandmaster who will take off the spell if Loki agrees to marry him instead.

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Went a little passed getting caught… hope you don’t mind

Deconstructed smut

Warnings: Smut, Masturbation, Voyeurism, Oral male-receiving

You didn’t mean to find him like that

You didn’t mean to watch as long as you did

(Okay maybe you did but who could blame you)

You were shocked still by the sight before you

Sitting against a tree, eyes closed, mouth open as his hand worked over himself

Thumbing over the head

He’s quiet

only letting out small pants and huffs, visible in the crisp night air

You’d never seen Arthur this way before

So vulnerable

His hand worked in slow, long strokes

He was taking his time

Enjoying it, savoring it

Until you stepped on a branch

His eyes fly open

He hurries to stuff himself back into his pants

(As hard as that is to do)

Before he scrambles to stand

There’s no way outta this one

You step out from behind a tree

You can see his face as red as can be

And you can see him clearly straining inside his jeans

Neither of you say anything

He’s shocked silent from embarrassment

Take a step towards him and he’ll instinctively take one back

His back hits the tree he was sitting against

He watches you, lips parted, as you approach

You kneel in front of him and he gulps audibly

His adam’s apple bobbing 

He doesn’t stop you from taking him back out of his pants

He lets out a sigh of relief

But his breath quickly hitches as you flick your tongue over the head

His eyes snap shut and he leans his head back against the tree

Swirling your tongue around his head makes him let out a sharp breath

His hands clench and unclench at his sides, unsure of where to put them

They’ll quickly find their way to your head as you take him in your mouth

He does his best to keep his hips still

To just let his hands rest on your head

Not to make you go any faster than the speed you set

His breathing picks up quickly enough

You can tell he’s trying to hold back his moans and any other noises that threaten to leave his throat

His fingers lace into your hair as you take him deeper inside your mouth

Bring a hand up to cup and fondle his balls and the sounds he’d been able to keep in will all come out

When he feels his tip hit the back of your throat

The loudest groan

He doesn’t realize it but his hips are rocking slightly into you

His eyes are shut tight, head thrown back

He knows if he looks down at you

Sees himself in your mouth

He’d cum on the spot

It wouldn’t really matter though cause he’s quickly getting closer and closer

His hips are getting faster

Pushing deeper

He’s losing himself

He’ll let your name slip through his lips

He grips your hair as a warning but you take him in deeper

The choked moan sounds like music to your ears as his hips jerk and twitch

He shoots down your throat and he has trouble catching his breath

Slowly remove him from your mouth

Give his tip a kiss and he’ll almost yelp at the over-sensitivity

He’ll finally look down at you 

Oh Lord what a lovely sight you are

Licking your lips as you smile up at him

He sees you take your hand out of your pants and nearly groans

I kinda had no idea how to end that

Mermaids are divided into 2 types: Shallow and Deep. Shallow mermaids, like Thor, can change their fins out for legs and walk on land. They use this to hunt and to gather information from humans. (Humans hunt mermaids for science and for their scales and tears). Deep mermaids, like Loki, keep their fins their entire lifes. They are lot less hardy when it comes to being around humans, so tend to avoid them.

Thor and Loki are pod brothers (basically half brothers, same Father). Loki's mother died in a shark attack when he was very young Frigga took him in.

Thor is the youngest and strongest of his pod's shallow mermaids (need like a in-universe shortened name). So he has been the doing most of the scouting for info. Mermaids tend to both avoid humans but live closely because of the potential food (fishing, trash) and collectables. Loki tends to follow by staying in reefs near shore.

Thor and Loki, being very young, are not as wary of humans as they should be. Thor has human friends (they don't know he's a mermaid) and Loki likes getting as close to humans as he can manage. This is how they come in contact with the Grandmaster.

Grandmaster is a wealthy 'scientist' but more of a guy who gets wealthy on showing off a collection of cool stuff(Trademark pending). He has hired one of Thor's human friends, which is how Thor comes in contact with him.

Thor is naturally drawn in by how charismatic the GM is (insert Jeff Goldblum smiling gallery here). And when the GM helps him hault fishing boats that could harm his family/pod. He decides to share some mermaid knowledge with the Grandmaster, under the guise of just being an expert. GM is very intrigued.

Thor breaks cardinal rule and introduces Grandmaster to Loki.

Surprise, surprise, mad capitalist takes precious resource for himself.

The big scene I keep coming back to is Poor Thor having to pretend to be human and uncaring while staring at a large aquarium tank and there's Loki.

Is there sex? I haven't worked that out yet but trust I'm trying to fit that in somewhere.

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Lil side note Reader and Dutch are not together in this

You’d gotten shot

You blinked and suddenly you were on the ground

The sounds of gunshots started to fade

You put a hand to your chest and it came back red

You frowned at it, because you didn’t feel any pain

As you continued to stare at your hand Dutch suddenly skidded to your side

You couldn’t hear what he was shouting

But he looked terrified

You didn’t feel his hands on your shoulders

You opened your mouth but…

White hot pain tore through your chest

As he started pushing against the wound to stop the bleeding

And suddenly you were screaming

Those screams will haunt him, 

everyday for the rest of his life

He still has nightmares about hearing those screams

You couldn’t hear him but he shouted his voice hoarse for someone to help him

You don’t know what happened after that

Your vision started to tunnel as he tried to keep you awake

But it was all too much

…

When you came to you were all patched up

It hurt to even breathe so you didn’t dare try moving

You turned your head and saw Dutch, sitting on the ground beside you

He was asleep but kept a firm grip on your hand

He looked like he hadn’t slept in days

Dark bags under his eyes

His normally clean facial hair had gotten some added fuzz

His hair looked unkempt

“D-utch?” your voice was croaky

He jerked awake and was on his knees beside you in an instant

“Are you in any pain? Do you need me to get Miss Grimshaw?”

He’s in a panic

He’s frantically checking you over

Making sure you’re not bleeding through your bandages

“I’m okay! I’m okay!” you insist. 

“You’re not okay, you got shot”

“But I’m fine! Calm down!”

“I could’ve lost you!”

You’re both silent for a moment.

He hadn’t meant to say that let alone shout it.

He lets out a sigh and slowly meets your eyes

“I can’t…lose you.”

You reach out and put a hand on his cheek

He puts his over yours and closes his eyes

Giving your other hand, that he’d still not released, a squeeze

“You’re not gonna lose me,” you tell him softly

“You don’t know that…” he opens his eyes

The pain behind them, the fear

It made your heart ache

“You couldn’t get of me if you wanted to,”

This makes him chuckle and nod

He lets out a slight sigh

“I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared in all my life,” he admits

“The great Dutch Van Der Linde? Scared?”

“Darling, I was terrified.” 

He brings your hand to his lips

And places a gentle kiss to each knuckle and fingertip

Before kissing the back of your hand and keeping it against his lips

“I don’t ever wanna lose you,”

You give him a soft smile and his own tugs at his lips

“Would it be completely inappropriate for me to kiss you?” he asks

“You’d better”

He lets out another chuckle before leaning over and placing the sweetest kiss against your lips

Made it as fluffy as I could at the end, hope you liked it ^_^

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Combining these two cause I honestly didn’t even know if I was gonna be able to do it…

This uh… got very angsty… I’m sorry? Also this is kinda a deconstructed fic I guess.

You hear from Sadie that she knows where he is

She’s going to get John and Charles and they’re going to kill him

You hadn’t seen him in years

Not as long as the others

But still long

You asked her where

She told you, no reason not to

You asked her when the three of them planned on going

She told you as soon as she got to John’s ranch to tell him

She asked if you wanted to come along

She, like the others, were under the impression that you and Micah had a falling out before everything hit the fan

When in reality he’d told you to run

He told you what he’d done

And he made sure you were well away from it all

The last time you’d seen him he told you to stay away

You’d be safer that way

You’d been with his gang for a little while

He didn’t like the way his men looked at you

You promised him you’d stay away

And he promised to come get you once things worked out

You knew Dutch was with him

You didn’t tell anyone, you couldn’t

Sadie took off towards John’s ranch

And you took off in the opposite direction

You found Cleet before they did

He told you where Micah was

He knew you

Knew you weren’t going to kill him or Micah

He honestly figured you’d just bumped into him by chance

That’s the way you made it seem

Once you had a location you were off

You were ahead of the other, though not by much

It was enough

As you approached the mountain a shot was fired at your feet

You raised your arms, you hadn’t even been holding a weapon

Thankfully the man who shot at you, recognized your voice when you shouted to him

Though he was confused as to why you were there he let you climb the mountain where others soon met you

Again at least two of the men knew you

You asked where he was, they simply pointed

No one questioned why you were there, save for a few of the new guys

(But it was explained who you were, as well as that you were not to be touched

Micah had threatened to kill anyone who touched you when he’d first started the gang

they’d never forget after he’d shot the man who’d only just checked you out)

As you approached the building you were pointed towards you called out to him

He burst out the door, the sound of your voice had scared honest to god scared him

“What the hell are you doin’ here?”

He didn’t look happy to see you

“They know where you are. They’re comin’ for you.”

You walk right passed him and into the building

You note Dutch sitting on a cot furthest from the door, looking at the floor, but don’t say anything to him

“Who?” 

Micah shuts the door behind him

“Who do you think? John. Sadie and Charles.”

Dutch’s head perks up while Micah grins at this, excited

“Thanks for the warning, darlin’, but I told you-”

“They’re going to kill you! They invited me to help, I couldn’t just let it happen.”

“I ain’t dyin’, sweetheart.”

“You think they can’t make it through all those men?” you gesture behind you. “You think you’re safe here?”

He let out a chuckle and sat down on a crate by the makeshift tree stump table 

“Let ‘em come.” He took out his guns and twirled them with a grin. 

“You- you idiot, I came here to save you! Not just warn you. You have to leave.”

“And where do you want me to go?”

“With me. Anywhere. Please.”

The desperation in your voice tugged at his heart and he replaced his guns in their holsters.

“I don’t want you to die,” you plead.

“I won’t.”

“You will. Don’t you get it? They’re still so angry, Micah. They’ll never give you up. They don’t even know he’s with you,” You motion towards Dutch. “this is all about getting you.”

He could see you were on the verge of tears.

“Just come with me?” 

“I ain’t runnin’,” he says as he shakes his head

You wanted to scream

Him and his stupid ego

You didn’t care what his men thought of him

“If you stay, you’ll die…”

“‘M sorry darlin’, I ain’t leavin’,” 

You look to Dutch, he’s watching the two of you silently with a small frown

You look back to Micah who won’t look you in the eye

“Then I’m stayin’,” you announce. 

“What?”

“I’m stayin’ they’ll have to kill me too.”

“You ain’t stayin’,” he growled as he stood “You promised you’d stay far away from me, it’s for your own good-!” 

“And you promised you’d come get me! So we could be together! You can’t do that if you’re dead! Micah, please!” 

At this point you’re crying

Tear after tear streaming down your cheeks

You grab his hands and he closes his eyes

“Go.”

The two of you turn your heads to look at Dutch

“I taught that boy to shoot a gun, he ain’t gonna miss. Ain’t none of your men gonna be left alive either. So go.”

You give Micah’s hands a small tug

He looked back to you and meets your eyes

You can see his resolve breaking

After a moment he closes his eyes again

And nods

You throw your arms around him and his immediately do the same

His face in your hair, he takes a deep inhale

“I did miss you, darlin’,” he admits quietly. “I want you to know that.”

…

When John and the others arrive

They take out Micah’s men

With Micah nowhere to be found John confronts Dutch, who’d stayed behind.

John doesn’t kill him, he demands to know where Micah is

Dutch of course lies

John knows he’s lying

He also notices that you stopped visiting

You’d moved out of your house, leaving a small hand written letter

With two simple words

‘I’m sorry.’

I honestly didn’t know how to end this and this took FOREVER to come to my brain. Sorry it took so long but I hope you liked it and didn’t mind all that angst.