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[thethunderprince]

20 and 14

30 Uncommon Character Development Questions ( send me a number )

20.If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?

Probably Alvíss as he never approved of him marrying his daughter.

14.Are they a team player or do they prefer to be solo?

Thor prefers to fight in teams as there is safety in numbers and on his own he is an easier target. So team player.

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Jotun Culture Headcanons - The Pitt

Being such a violent race it comes as no surprise that the jotuns would create a sort of ‘proving grounds’ and a sort.

Structurally, The Pitt itself is very similar to that of a modern stadium or arena: oval in shape, rows of seating for onlookers, a lowered pit-like section where the main battles take place, and various openings that lead down into the lower sections of the arena and holding area for prisoners. Overhead there are tarp-like structures set up to keep snow out as well as a great deal of wind.

The lower sections of the structure also connect to the palace dungeons where the more dangerous contestants are harbored. Usually this is where most off-worlders are housed as well. Overall the Pitt is viewed as a source of entertainment for most Jotuns and a sport for those old or strong enough to participate...

The Pitt also acts as their prison system- often many criminals or captured enemies will end up in this arena. Off-worlders that end up within this arena will be made to fight to the death- often told that they will eventually be set free if they manage to fight their way to the top. Few survive that long and even fewer have lived to see life past their 'final fight'. In truth they are never truly let go or set free, they only make their way up in the arena or become the champion. Those who do make it this far (despite not gaining their freedom) do however do gain more leeway and favor with the king and various other high ranking jotun chiefs. There have been previous champions who lived quite comfortably despite being made to fight day in and day out.

Jotun prisoners however are a different story. Depending on the severity of the crime, a jotun will be made to fight through various Pitt challenges in order to gain back their place within society as well as the respect of their fellow kinsman. If the crime is severe enough they will be sentenced to death in the arena, this will also give them the chance to die with honor and possibly redeem themselves in death.

There are those who choose to fight in the Pitt as well and often members of the king's guard have been through the arena. Those who choose to fight, their reasoning can range from simply wanting a challenge to desiring the respect and admiration of others within the community. Whatever the motive, those who activly participate within the Pitt and those who hold the title of Champion are treated as celebrities, no matter their rank.

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Jotun Biology Headcanons - Sex & Anatomy

The Jotun race as a whole may seem to be filled with only males, and some speculate that their females are kept hidden away somewhere due to the race being so violent (most think they keep their females locked away as sex slaves), but in reality Jotuns do not have 'male' or 'female' but are all equip with both male and female genitalia. It is believed that they evolved to carry both male and female sex organs due to how harsh their environment is. 

Their male sex organs are usually first noticed- seeing as how looking head on they would cover their female organs (they have both a fully developed penis and testicles). Their more hidden female genitals remain hidden just behind their male set. They lack a clitoris but excluding that their vulva remains in-tact and is almost identical to that of a human female's. Internally jotuns posses a uterus but a single oviduct and ovary. The jotun vagina is also much more durable than that of a human or many other races due to how violent they can be during sexual intercourse and thus is much more elastic (though they can still be injured by a much stronger partner if they become too violent).

Jotuns go through a 'heat' cycle about twice a year in their earlier years (which can at it's shortest can last for two days and at it's longest for about a week), and once a year in their later years. Eventually they will become too old to produce offspring and will eventually become infertile but due to their long lives and their tendency to die in battle rather than old age not many reach this point in their lives. During this cycle their body will produce much more natural lubrication, become increasingly sensitive, and is easily aroused.

Ideally they would have already chosen a mate and discussed this private time and made arrangements beforehand, such as deciding if they wish to produce offspring yet or how they will handle their sexual appetite. Many jotuns will seek out isolation or try to deal with it on their own (seeing as how this is the only time they are able to conceive) if they have not chosen a mate, though some will seek out some way to experience release but this often does little to actually sate them. 

If a jotun does conceive, the pregnancy will generally last for a little over a year due to their size (this can vary however depending on if the child is full-blooded and depending on the size of the parent). Jotuns do not need to be as careful while pregnant due to their natural resistance and durability, but they still remain cautious and protective of their young. Due to the size of their young, full blooded jotuns are unable to carry have twins usually because the risk to the parent is quite extreme. It is very rare for them to have healthy twins and if they do it us not uncommon for the parent to die during childbirth (unless the twins happen to be runts, which would more than likely be the case).

[soldiersshield-inactive]

a moment of weakness

15. Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.

We have something of yours, the message had said, come and get it.

Steve knows a trap well enough when he sees one, but that doesn’t stop the Avengers from gearing up and heading out. They’re met with an ambush of heavy gunfire as soon as they touch down in Norway, their attempts at stealth all but useless.

“Captain Rogers,” Jarvis declares over the coms, and Steve takes a moment to bash another unmarked soldier with his shield.

“Got something for me?” He asks, only slightly winded.

“I’m detecting a non-hostile life force close to your location. Perhaps they didn’t take something, but someone?” Steve curses under his breath. There were a number of civilians involved with the team, and there was no telling just who it was that they kidnapped. He knew he had to get to them, no matter the cost.

“Keep them busy,” he orders as he slings his shield onto his back, “I’m going to retrieve the civilian. Make sure none of them come my way.”

The bunker isn’t too hard to find with Jarvis’ general directions, and the soldiers are all but distracted by the sudden onslaught the other Avengers have directed at them. Breaking down the door takes more than a couple kicks, but there isn’t anyone waiting for him behind them. The bunker is all but abandoned, save for one cell.

He steps up without hesitation, pulling at the steel bars until they creak and groan.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to get you out of here,” Steve says to the captive, but it’s only after he finally pulls the bars apart that he notices just who they have imprisoned.

 “Loki,” he breathes, “It’s-- it’s you?”

[mcu-supersoldiers]

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It had started out a gloomy day in late may, the breeze cool and humid. But a thunderstorm had sprung up, and broken the weather by mid-morning. By noon, the sun was blazing, and it was unseasonably warm, well over 80 degrees.

Steve ran hot, and the heat really didn't bother him, so he decided to take a walk in the park. On his way back from his route, he noticed a figure slumped on one of the park benches, almost laying down. Thinking it might be some poor homeless fellow that had gotten caught in the earlier storm, he approached, to see how they were, and if they needed anything. He did what he could, even if it was just lunch at the food truck down the street, or taking them to the Laundromat to wash and dry their clothes.

"Hey, you alright there, pal? You- oh my god!" he gasped when he saw WHO it was. Loki... and he looked awful, to be honest. Even paler than he remembered.

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