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“You definitely see a more vulnerable side to Sif and you see her sacrifice a bit for Thor because she is very much in love with him. She cares about him, they grew up together.” — Jaimie Alexander on the Lady Sif and Thor: The Dark World
She allowed him a moment to look around to his heart’s content, wondering how he had not noticed the difference before, but perhaps where he came from, such a realm held similar landscapes and surroundings. No matter, as long as the subject had been addressed and he knew where he was, though still lost, it would be easier to continue on from here.
“Now that we know you are not where you are meant to be, where do you come from? And who are you?” She offered him a smile, albeit a small one as the princess had to crane her neck to see his face properly. It was clear that he was neither Hylian nor Ordonian. Rather, he was not mortal as she could sense a powerful aura about him.
I am Thor, of Asgard-- [ his brow furrows, and he lifts a hand from his hip to scratch at his head, ] --and I've no idea how I came to be here. Sorcery, no doubt, but what kind of magic has the power to transport the unknowing from realm to realm?
I know not where Hyrule even is. Is this a sub-division of Alfheim? [ he asks, surreptitiously eyeing her pointed ears. Odin's beard.
He and whoever is behind this will have words. ]
< The quip about his father pulls a laugh from the archer, his body relaxing into the movement. >
Wow, “Thor of Asgard.” That’s some name. ‘M Roy Harper. It’s a pleasure, really.
[ Thor looks down at him oddly, trying to gauge his intentions. Contrary to popular belief, he isn't oblivious to conversational undercurrents; but despite the remark about his name, the mortal seems naught but friendly-- perhaps harmless.
Finally, he offers Roy an unabashed smile. ] Likewise.
Is there something I can aid you with...? Or are you taking a break, yourself?
+open
[ Thor steps out of the store and spies the Starbucks across the street with a long exhale of relief.
Since speaking with Kate, he hadn't been able to shake the notion of a true pet. Clint had a dog of sorts, and Carol a cat... The more he thought about it, the more he warmed to the idea; having a creature about the apartment might be for the better.
However, his foray at a pet store by Union Square had only put him off it. The clerk had first asked for his autograph, a picture--then, once he'd announced his intentions of browsing their stock, she did her best to dissuade him. Animals require lots of care, she'd said, and they're very fragile. 'I couldn't bear it knowing that has gone to a, uh... turbulent home. Some families aren't meant to have pets,' she stressed. It had felt like an accusation, and yet resonates on his conscience. Because he works tirelessly to protect this realm, wouldn't he rather be an ideal candidate for a pet-owner?
It occurs to him as he crosses the street that with the mention of 'family,' she might have been making a reference to his brother. His hands fist so tightly that his knuckles pop. He wants to go back, demand an apology and a pet. He wants to shout at Loki for compromising every aspect of his life with his antics and petty revenge.
Pushing open the glass doors to the Starbucks, he sighs and settles for a venti iced mocha. ]
My disappearance wasn’t deliberate. —Anyways, yeah. I’m faring pretty damn good. How ‘bout you? How’re you doing?
As well as to be expected. There's always something: dinosaurs, hel-wolves, shapeshifters.... [ He sighs, voice edging towards incredulity. ] I visited home, only to be met with similar antics that is expected in the city. Should I ever take a true vacation, I'll likely be set upon by the Kraken before I've even unpacked my bags.
Such quarrels are unavoidable when so many fail to see matters Doom’s way.
Mayhap because Doom's way is nonsensical and childishly cruel. 'Tis a pity Latveria is not a democracy, for both its citizens and the world at large.
I do believe I have bigger and better things in my life to focus on, Thor. I tend not to pine over the men that aren’t there.
Better, I am willing to concede-- but bigger?
A feat, truly.
“I’m sorry, I bet your hammer and tunic are all the rage in Asgard.”
[ Thor looks at him for a moment, brows raised, before breaking out into laughter. ]
Verily, you could say that, Spider-Man.
To crack open a cold one. [ tosses him a bottle ] Nice to see you with your feet on the ground again, pal.
[ Upon catching it, Thor eyes its label dubiously before deeming it drinkable. He pops the cap off with his thumb, and takes an experimental swig. As it goes down, he doesn't exactly try to hide his grimace. ] I could not ask for a warmer welcome, or better company. Better mead, maybe, but it is appreciated all the same. 'Tis good to see many a friendly face, [ he says, smiling, ] yours included.
“You speak as if the threat of your might would give me pause..” Her voice trailed off into a chuckle of twisted mirth, taking a few careful steps as if to begin to circle the Thunder God, “Words are meaningless to me, Odinson. You can swear by the hammer you carry, but until it swings you are but another headstrong Asgardian making a blind pledge.”
[ It takes much of Thor's not inconsiderable will power to keep from rolling his eyes. ]
I have never been one to go back on my oaths, Karnilla, especially where family is concerned. Provoke me as you wish, but I do not keep Mjolnir purely for decoration; and she is a good deal less inclined to be compassionate than I.
“Sounds more like an invitation not to ask what business it is.”
Sif’s voice sounded as she felt, brushed off and perhaps a bit spiteful about it. That sting in her words and tongue were present though spoken with masked indifference. She was able as any warrior and yet she was often left out of her oldest’s friends adventures.
“Another time, my Lord.”
Sif!
[ Even when in a hurry, he can always pause for Sif. ]
Come now, you know me better than that. What need do I have for deception? Ask and I will answer within the best of my ability.
Well, I think me coming back from space is enough reason for a holiday
[Tony nods before taking a seat in front of the god]
Are you talking about someone in particular? Because if so, I’d like to hear who’s that and I’ve been good, recovering from the vacation but good.
Aye, you have always been humble that way. I would ask how fares the solar system, but I assume you will tell me regardless?
[ His brows raise, and he takes a sip from his mug to muffle his laughter. Nothing can hide that smile, though. Trust Tony of all people to brighten his mood. ]
Share your stories, friend. Then I will recount all you have missed.
Maybe guess it depends on the hair? If you put a lot of product in it, I would wash it twice, just to make sure it was actually clean. Clint at one point put so much wax or whatever in his hair that my fingers actually got stuck in it.
[she cringed at the memory]
I know I stick to things, but they were really stuck. There’s no way that stuff came out in one lather.
I think it also depends on how vigorously you lather, so to speak.
I kind of figured as much but that’s why you get a dog. They’re a little easier than cats and dinosaurs.
I've never had any besides Toothgnasher and Toothgrinder, though Loki did have a fiendish little pup at one point. He named it after me.
As you can probably tell, his sense of humor is somewhat lacking.
Have you any pets? If so, mayhap you can teach my brother a thing or two about caring for them. He pretends to listen to me, but I know better.
What is it, thunder god? Doom has no quarrel with your people.
Perhaps not today. You always seem to have a quarrel someone.