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[kingdomlit]

@forasgrd​ / babies on asgard 

“ he cut your hair?  you’re upset over your hair?  sif,  when i was your age ⸻ ”

[godguilearch1]

                            ༺   @forasgrd​​   / /  gets  a  thing  !  ༻

He  didn’t  know  what  hurt  more.  The  vicious  knee  planted     so  expertly  into  his  nethers  or  the  venomous  words  that  accompanied  it.  Its  not  like  he  didn’t  deserve  it  ━  he  knows  he  did.  Although  it  was  a  harmless  prank  he  knew  it   would  probably  anger  her  to  some  degree.  It  got  her  attention  however,  &  thats  what  he  truly  wanted.  Though  he  could  have  thought  of  a  better  way  to  get  it,  given  some  time,  he  wasn’t  always  the  most  prudent  in  his  actions.  He  wasn’t  impervious  to  impulse  &  mischief  was  his  very  title.  Its  been  a  few  days  since  their  encounter.  It  was  wise  to  let  her  cool  off,  he  thought.  He  wasn’t  without  remorse  for  angering  her  so  &  she  really  was  a  lot  more  furious  than  he  had  anticipated.  It  really  stuck  a  nerve  of  some  kind  ━  even  a  fierce  young  shieldmaiden  like  Sif  prized  her  flowing  locks,  it  seemed.  Waiting  for  the  right  moment,  for  Sif  to  wander  off,  away  from  the  rest  of  the  festivities  on  her  own  he  follows.  One  of  the  palaces  many  balconys,  a  quite,  serene  alcove   away  from  the  noise.  He  stands  at  the  threshold  with  a  clearing  of  his  throat  to  get  her  attention. 

❝  Sif ?  ❞

[gildedruinsarchive]

@forasgrd​ / 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥.

“ 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 you slept with fandral? ”  he asks knowing full-well that he deserves whatever she does to him in retaliation.  still,  an off-handed comment from everybody’s favorite trickster has gotten under his skin,  and now he has to know. is he the only one??

“ hey ---- you know i couldn’t ask volstagg.  and hogun would have less patience than you.  i have no other option.  please,  sif. ”

[thunderbringer-a]

                            @forasgrd​ said :  [ tied ] your muse tying my muse down.

                                                     nsfw reactions

             ❝  sif . . . ❞ he says in a near pleading tone as she ties his wrists to the frame of the bed . his eyes flutter up to watch her knowing that he won’t be indulged if he doesn’t adhere by her obligations . not that he minds , she wouldn’t be allowing this if he did , but her reasoning ??  its laughable . ❝  i’ve already told you , i have no plans to leave tonight . i’m all yours until the early hours  . there is no need for this .  ❞  a laugh escapes him as he adjusts his hips underneath hers as they lay tangled between the sheets .  she has him right where she wants him and this god of thunder will be at her mercy .  he already is  .  best to just do as she pleases . 

[shieldworn]

@forasgrd​ |  word prompts :     Peace

Honestly, quiet is something they never have for long. Peace is a tenuous thing, stretched thin between the next scrap that’s going to find them. And it will find them; he knows and knows it well. It’s drawn to them all —— or, maybe, hell: they’re drawn to it. Maybe it’s what makes them what they are.

But: now, at least, there’s quiet. For a minute, there’s no threat coming from the skies, and hell, he’ll take it.

❛ You’re one of Thor’s friends. You fought well out there. ❜ It’s said as greeting, even enough, as he joins her at the railing, and there’s a quirk of a smile sent sidelong. It’s faint, fleeting.

[thunderbringer-a]

                 @forasgrd​​ saw fit to smooch the thundernerd randomly //  *smooches*

            she steals a quick kiss and tries to get away . who does she think she is with the drive by smooching?? oh no . the god of thunder won’t stand for such injustices and he’s quick to grip a wrist to pull her back in with a sly grin stretched across his face . ❝  you cannot escape me so easily , vixen . ❞ one hand pulls her in by her waist while the other is busy pulling her in by the back of her neck . it’s all playful and smile and he kisses her . its just the same as he hasn’t stopped smiling but he adds a nip or two at her bottom lip with a flick of his tongue after he begins to break away . ❝  do not tempt me and then not let me indulge for it will only leave me GRUMPY . ❞

[thunderbringer-a]

                                     @forasgrd​ said :  “ just let me take care of you. ”

                                                             softer prompts

                  he’s a stubborn god . one hell bent on doing everything on his own ,    independent from the world .       his mind makes logic of needed aid comparable to being weakness and deep down its not true .       that doesn’t stop him from feeling that way .       the injury sustained is one of the worst he’s had in quite some time ,     a raging battle won but not without consequences . 

telling her to leave him be fell on deaf ears when trying to address his own wounds.       most of his mood has nothing to do with her ,    but he’s taking it out on her without meaning to . he swats at her almost like a child would until she speaks . 

sif is JUST as stubborn as he is and finally after a glaringly obvious stare he huffs in surrender . thor mutters a low ‘fine’ before tossing the rag onto the table knowing that the attention is something he’ll like .       he just doesn’t like the vulnerability that comes along with injury . 

[thunderbringer-a]

he remembers the look in loki’s eyes when he was yet again rejected by their father  .  how he appeared so sad and disappointed . what was done may have needed better execution but it had all been done in the name of finding the approval of ODIN  .  how can thor fault him when all he’s ever wanted to do was the exact same ??  

after everyone is gone , and words said for his brother . no body to send off and he’s not quite sure that many would want such a ceremony for him  .  no matter what he’s done , loki was still his brother and that love ran extremely deep .  somewhere deep down in the core of the thunderer he truly thought that he could help his brother , make him see .  

now its too late and here the prince sits on the edge of his mattress , elbows resting on his knees with trembling fingers covering his lips  . tears fall silently from his eyes with no one else around to see them because that is how it has to be  . that is until sif walks in , concern already flooding her gaze when she witnesses the sight of him .  perhaps she knew what she would find when she sought him out , she’s one of the few that know him so wholeheartedly that there is rarely anything he can hide from her .  

arms quickly wrap around him from behind before the thunderer can protect , she knows him better than he knows himself at times . her words strike something within him , deep to the very depths of his heart and he grips the hands at his waist only to submerge deeper into a mourning despair than he ever thought he’d experience . thor can’t bring himself to say anything but he knows that with her , he doesn’t have to .

@forasgrd​​ said : “i got you. you’re safe now.” aftermath angst aka monroe’s specialty