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Hello, gang! Fortis-mun just contacted me on Whatsapp asking me a small favor.. You see, she went to her parent’s house this week to spend the Easter with her family and her Internet connection there is one of the worst.. So she can’t come to Tumblr to write this ooc post herself. So I’m here telling you this xD She will be back next week, not sure what day though.. But anyway, what matters is that she is okay and will eat lots of chocolate with her family! Peace out!


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Alright! Time to go take a shower because I am a PIG! It’s almost 10pm here and I’m still here, what the f… aksdgasidliyasgdlasyd PIG PIG PIG!! Anyway *clears throat* I loved to spend the day here today! Sorry again for being kind of absent the whole week, and I’m sorry for having to say this but… Tomorrow I will not be here again kashdgikasyhdgis Going to my boyfriend’s to spend the “pre-Easter” with him and then eat chocolate with my family on Sunday xD I am a requested girl LOL But don’t worry, guys and gals, because next week I will be here again! And you stay awesome! Bye bye!!


thechaoticgodoflies: "Brother....what am I to you?" 

thechaoticgodoflies:

thortheavengergod:

thortheavengergod:

"Loki, you are my brother", the thunderer answers with a light and confused furrow over the eyebrows as he was not expecting such question

Spending a long moment in silence, just staring at his brother while still holding his nape. Thor’s electric-blue eyes traveled in a quiet motion, looking at Loki’s face with care.. He had missed his brother by his side. It is such a good feeling. The blond’s smile was small, but warm, and soon his thumb starts to brush against the trickster’s skin.. Always so soft.. “Come with me, brother”, said the thunderer, raising from the chair. His voice was friendly, but demanding..

Loki’s face switched from a jovial drunk mood to a look a curiosity and confusion when Thor told him to stand. Not really catching the authoritative tone, he got up from his seat. “Where are we going? Are we not drinking anymore?” he asked with a red face.

As soon as the trickster got up, the thunderer grasped at his nape again and started to walk out the tavern with heavy steps until they both reached the insides of the palace. He was not dragging the younger God, just guiding his path.. And when they were finally alone inside of one of the many long corridors of the golden palace, Thor moves to press his brother against a wall, capturing his lips into a fierce and hungry kiss..


lokischampion:

thortheavengergod:

Turning his blond head to look at the other man, curiosity floating within the blue eyes. And so he looked towards the bed, seeing that the books had ended.. Then the man looks back at the English teacher, opening a smile to him and nodding. “Alright”, he says, sliding the last book he had in hand on the shelf and going back to the kitchen to pick whatever bottle was closer to him, and then going after a couple of glasses for them to share some wine. Thor then moves to save the other two bottles for later, as he was not planning to drink too much that night..

Once Loki had packed away the rest of the suitcases, surprised that Thor had made no comment on his so few in possessions, he smiled and scooped up his small collection of records and noted that the song had ended. Taking out another record at random, he removed Harry from the player and inserted another one, watching the needle drop and listening to the song as it floated through the room. He realized what it was when he got to the kitchen counter, noting what wine bottle Thor had chosen with a silent appreciation. “Ah, Doris Day and Harry James.” He mused as the song ‘Would I Love You’ streamed around them as he watched Thor pouring the wine. Loki simply watched him, taking in his attractive appearance, that long, blond hair and those blue eyes.

Thor was never the kind of man to judge a person by their belongings. The value of a person can not be measured by material things.. But for actions and words. Those are the only things he cares about. Raising his gaze to look at his friend when he entered the room, and then returning his gaze to the wine bottle he had in hands, moving towards the kitchen counter to place the glasses down and open the bottle.. Soon Loki puts another record in the player, and it removed an amused chuckle from Thor, starting to pour the wine for both of them. Harry James again.. The man really seemed to like his music. So, when he finished serving them, the blond hands his friend one of the filled glasses. “For Harry James”, he says with a large smile.



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ayselangelwarrior: "You’re bleeding!" 

ayselangelwarrior:

thortheavengergod:

ayselangelwarrior:

thortheavengergod:

Bringing one hand up to put pressure over the wound on his side.. “Not for long”, said the thunderer while walking towards the Avengers’ Tower.

Aysel kept staring at him for two long seconds and then sighed. “Oh… Well” she relaxed and looked around the place. “What is this place?” she asked looking at the strange eagle with the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo. “Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division…” Coulson answered observing the angel with a proud smile. “Does Coul has the big head his Son has?” she murmured to the Thunderer. “Thanks for the 411, Man in a suit” Aysel smiled and turn to hug her uncle. “Don’t you dare to bleed like that again” she said half joking.

Snorting in amusement when he heard his niece’s whispered mockery, lowering his golden-haired head, with a large smile, and slightly shaking it to the sides. Aysel was terrible.. And her tongue was huge, but he loves her anyway. So he wraps one big arm around of the young angel, returning to the embrace. “I do not promise”, the thunderer answers, knowing that he could not say that it was the last time something as such happens. He will die battling.

She snorted. “At least I gave it a try” she shrugged not letting him go, Aysel knew that a warrior could not ask another not to bleed when it was the life they both ask for and die for it. The agent left them alone noticing the private family moment. “Now would you mind to explain what the tiny man in a suit just said?” the angel smiled looking at his electric blue eyes

Snorting again, but soon opening a very warm smile. Rubbing his hand against the angel’s back and placing a soft kiss against her neck.. In a few moments, Aysel was breaking the embrace, and Thor chuckled again. “S.H.I.E.L.D., the group I belong to assist in the protection of this Realm”, he explained with a very amused smile.


lokischampion:

thortheavengergod:

lokischampion:

thortheavengergod:

Slightly raising both eyebrows when he saw what his friend brought inside of the suitcase, impressed by the old record player. He had seen one of those many many years ago, when he was a kid and his father had one.. It ended up being sold out and Thor never saw one again, until now. And so the blond man released a very amazed sound, approaching to see the record player. Even the smell was the same.. Ah, the nostalgia. Soon the sweet sound of the trumpet filled the room, and Thor could not help but imagine himself in the 40’s. “Damn, good old Harry James”, he said with an enormous smile on his face. “What is the name of your old record?, he asked, somehow pained for his friend for losing his favorite record.. Things like those should never be broken, it should be a crime. But when Loki beckoned to him, the blond man soon moved towards the room, looking at the empty bookshelf and then at the suitcase filled with books. “Of course, mate”, the blond says, going towards the shelf and starting to pick the books from the bag..

Loki sighed as Thor asked him what the old one was, but he recalled it anyways as he slid his button ups on hangers and into the closet. “Oh, an old one she was. Quite worn too. It was Peggy Lee’s ‘Black Coffee’ track. I enjoyed that one on rainy days…” He smiled, reveling in the memories. “Picked it up after I’d worked in a diner for two summers.” He stood at his suitcase, simply holding a pair of black slacks in his hands. “Never regretted that purchase.” He inhaled and put the remaining of his clothes in the closet, then moved to take some of the very few things, practically four items into the bathroom that belonged there. His biggest suitcase of the three were the books, and he soon went to Thor’s side and helped him unload them onto the bookshelf. “Care for a glass of wine after this?” He asked Thor, peering over at him.

Sliding a couple of books into the shelf, giving an amused chuckle before looking over his own shoulder to eye the other teacher. “You are into Jazz, hm?”, he says, more in affirmation than in question as he is already tracing a pattern of his friend’s musical taste just with these two records. Loki was just so interesting, his way of speak, his tastes.. Thor is truly entertained by him, almost as much as someone watching their favorite concert. And when the man joined his side to help with the books, the blond gave him a sidelong glance and a smile. “Good taste, mate”, he complimented. And then snorted in amusement. “Of course, how would I say no to such invitation?”, he jokes.

Loki smiled at Thor’s words to him on taste. Thor enthralled Loki with curiosity to no end, he wanted to know more about him but he seemed almost to frightened to ask. Be it because of his past experience with a boyfriend or even a friend, he didn’t know, but his hand inadvertently came up to touch the bruise on his chin, but he quickly returned to gathering some of the last few books and placing them on the shelf. He softly let his hand rest on Thor’s shoulder for a moment. “Why not go out and pick which one you’ll like then? I think I ordered three bottles, they should be on the kitchen counter.” He said, moving behind Thor to put the suitcases away, then going out into the kitchen to get the final one, the music on the record nearing the end.

Turning his blond head to look at the other man, curiosity floating within the blue eyes. And so he looked towards the bed, seeing that the books had ended.. Then the man looks back at the English teacher, opening a smile to him and nodding. “Alright”, he says, sliding the last book he had in hand on the shelf and going back to the kitchen to pick whatever bottle was closer to him, and then going after a couple of glasses for them to share some wine. Thor then moves to save the other two bottles for later, as he was not planning to drink too much that night..


thechaoticgodoflies: "Brother....what am I to you?" 

thechaoticgodoflies:

thortheavengergod:

thechaoticgodoflies:

thortheavengergod:

thortheavengergod:

"Loki, you are my brother", the thunderer answers with a light and confused furrow over the eyebrows as he was not expecting such question

Laughing in pure joy while seeing the whole tavern cheering for his brother and him, forgetting that the other was evil for just a moment and rejoicing all together like a huge group of friends. It had been so long since Thor first wished something as such to happen, and the moment finally arrived, followed by many full mugs of mead and wine.. The thunderer was already drinking his third mug of beverage and it was just a warming for him.

Loki started on his third and he was halfway through when a minute later, the red in his face becoming fairly obvious. He was still able to function properly, but the warmth he felt from the drink and from the happiness emanating from others only enhanced his jovial mood. 

Soon Thor hit another empty mug against their table, moving one hand to grasp at his brother’s nape and shake him a little bit, bringing the other a few inches closer. “Enjoying yourself, brother?”, the blond asked with a bright smile, glad to have his brother beside and sharing a drink with him.

"Yes, yes I am." Loki laughed and then finished off his mug, right after throwing it to the floor. "It has been so long since I have had this kind of fun. Now that I think of it, all of the fun that I have had has always been with you." 

Spending a long moment in silence, just staring at his brother while still holding his nape. Thor’s electric-blue eyes traveled in a quiet motion, looking at Loki’s face with care.. He had missed his brother by his side. It is such a good feeling. The blond’s smile was small, but warm, and soon his thumb starts to brush against the trickster’s skin.. Always so soft.. “Come with me, brother”, said the thunderer, raising from the chair. His voice was friendly, but demanding..


strawberrylicious2:

Happy Thorific Thorsday :)

strawberrylicious2:

Happy Thorific Thorsday :)


animaimperfecta:

thortheavengergod:

The thunderer nods in agreement. Although Midgard always had the protection of the Aesir since it’s creation, being made and looked after by his father, Odin. As a child of the Gods, the realm would always be protected by them, even though they would watch it’s people from a distance and let them make their own choices.. Humans are voracious and destructive, but they did not managed to get rid of their own world yet. The Gods have hope that they might learn from their mistakes and prevent such thing from happening.. Soon Thor lowered his gaze to his own magic hammer, snorting in amusement before opening a smile. “Aye, it has been given to me as a gift and now it became my greatest companion”, he says, picking Mjöllnir from his belt..

Chuck eyed the hammer curiously when Thor removed it from his belt, holding it steadily in his hand. “Who gave it to you?” The idea to give another a weapon as a gift wasn’t really strange to Chuck, he had done the same a couple of times, though it had not always ended all too well, but that could be expected, he supposed. “But at least it sounds like you got yourself a companion for life in it, the hammer. And, y’know, it’s never bad to have a bludgeon around to beat some sense into people.”

"My Father", the thunderer simply answers. The hammer had been a gift from the Dwarves to Odin, and the AllFather thought that his son was worthy of it, and so it has been given to him. Since then it has been Thor’s companion, giving him strength to move forward and helping him to keep his mind focused.. "Aye, but most of times only the sight of it is enough to change people’s hearts", the blond said, mildly amused with the sentence.


I will find a way to save us all…


THOR: GOD OF THUNDER #07

You should know I make war like I make love. Naked and in a berserker rage.



stucky au where nothing matters and they fuck all the time 

stucky au where nothing matters and they fuck all the time 


ayselangelwarrior: "You’re bleeding!" 

ayselangelwarrior:

thortheavengergod:

thortheavengergod:

Bringing one hand up to put pressure over the wound on his side.. “Not for long”, said the thunderer while walking towards the Avengers’ Tower.

Thor’s hand was unconsciously laying over the previously harmed skin of his side.. He soon shakes his head in negative. “There is no need to be alarmed, niece, it was an irrational creature. I stepped inside of it’s territory and it attacked me. I would have done the same..”, the God says, snorting. It was his mistake on failing to see the creature before his strike.. But surely he had luck that it was alone.

Aysel kept staring at him for two long seconds and then sighed. “Oh… Well” she relaxed and looked around the place. “What is this place?” she asked looking at the strange eagle with the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo. “Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division…” Coulson answered observing the angel with a proud smile. “Does Coul has the big head his Son has?” she murmured to the Thunderer. “Thanks for the 411, Man in a suit” Aysel smiled and turn to hug her uncle. “Don’t you dare to bleed like that again” she said half joking.

Snorting in amusement when he heard his niece’s whispered mockery, lowering his golden-haired head, with a large smile, and slightly shaking it to the sides. Aysel was terrible.. And her tongue was huge, but he loves her anyway. So he wraps one big arm around of the young angel, returning to the embrace. “I do not promise”, the thunderer answers, knowing that he could not say that it was the last time something as such happens. He will die battling.