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[frostkingoftheapocalypse]

@thejotunthunderer​

    “The Hinterlands. Really.”

[awantedman]

🎉

Send ’ 🎉 ’ to kiss my muse at midnight on New Years Eve.

It’s been almost a year since that day Thor had found Peter unconscious outside his club. The wall crawler would’ve never guessed at that time that he’d be here so many months later, celebrating the new year in an apartment he shared with the man, let alone that he’d be dating him. He’d barely made it back to the apartment by midnight, not even having time to get his suit off before Thor was wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close with a laugh. 

“Happy New Year. Sorry for being so late.” He pushes up onto his toes to kiss the other man, fireworks exploding outside their window as the ball in Time-square finishes it’s descent. 

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[asgardianhammer]

thejotunthunderer replied to your post: *

// You know what’s hilarious? I get redirected to the dashboard when trying to go on the staff tumblr too. XD

(( of course -_- 

[flying-fiend-blog]

frost blue / peacock blue / lapis lazuli / chartreuse

colorful headcanons.   

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more? 

He’d probaly say German men are built for the cold, and a fur bodysuit sure isn’t fun in the summer. Winter is more his thing, he can always add a layer if needed but there’s not much he can do to make himself comfortable when the temperature starts to rise.

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

Kurt was known for being honest to a fault and awful at telling lies whenever he tried. One of the easiest to read faces among the X-Men, the kind of person who couldn’t even tell a lie to make Kitty feel good about her new costume. He’s always been good at keeping secrets though and over recent years has learned how to tell passable lies to keep his and protect those he cares about.

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

As someone who’s been to space multiple times and bedded more than his share of attractive aliens Kurt is more interested in exploring the ocean depths right now just to experience something different, but the Star Wars fanboy in him will always be up for another space adventure.  

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?  

Kurt’s a deep, stands out no matter what else is around, looks to be full of so much passion and devotion you think it might burst, red.    

[frostkingoftheapocalypse]

thejotunthunderer replied to your post “     Would you look at that, he lived another year.”

// Come, lay thou thine head upon Thor's mighty bossom and rest ;o

   “Is that what we are calling it these days?” Regal amusement has the ancient’s mouth a curling apostrophe, unhurried in his appraisal over his shoulder of the offered bedding, “Resting.”

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✨💛 This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and outside 💛✨

NOOO! You are the amazing person! 

[awantedman]

♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them

Peter had been quietly drinking at the bar, patiently waiting for Thor’s turn to get on stage. He only ever came to the club at the same time every week, just in time to see Thor’s performance before going on to his nightly patrol. Tonight was different, though. There were enough heroes and vigilantes in New York lately that he’d decided to take a night off for a change, spend time with the blond after he’d finished for the night. Thor knew this was Peter’s plan, and he could only assume that’s why the larger man decided to deviate from his usual show. It was rare that any of the dancers would go into the crowd, but when they did it was usually just to grind on a willing customer for a moment before going back on stage. Tonight, however, Thor bypassed all the patrons sitting nearer the stage and went straight for Peter at the bar. The smaller man shook his head as he realized what the other was doing, but it was too late to stop him. A moment later Thor was pulling Peter up into a heated kiss, large hands gripping onto his ass to lift him up until Peter’s legs were wrapped around wide hips. Somewhere in Peter’s mind he registered the MC announcing the end of Thor’s time and the next performer’s name, but the only thing he could focus on was the lips against his and bulge he could feel just under his ass as he was carried out of the bar and back toward the dressing rooms. If the crowd hadn’t known already, it was now very clear one of their favorite dancers was spoken for.