#thunderstruckprince

[sxvethelastdance]

@bastardsunlight

And what a pretty shade it was. If they kept this up, Rogers might have started to resemble his cape soon enough. Not that he would’ve minded, of course.

“Now is as good a time as any, if you are up to it.” The thunder god reaches out, hand resting on the Captain’s hip. His lips tug into a grin, body language open enough to let the man feel more at ease with whatever decision he was to make. In any case, he would understand.

[swordandcounsel]

@thunderstruckprince

“Go again.”

Sif picked herself up from the floor, wiping the blood from the side of her mouth. She knew most at the training grounds didn’t think she belonged there but Thor wasn’t one of them. He’d supported her decision to keep training. Now if only she could beat him in a sparring match. 

“Go again. I’m fine.” 

[sxvethelastdance]

👀 thor who is the hottest avenger

“You will have to specify. Because, my grey faced friend, there are two meanings to your inquiry. It is context that separates them.” He grins wide, and raises his glass of mead.

“The hottest avenger is the Human Torch, as one is when they are on fire all the time. But the finest Avenger? That is a title that belongs to yours truly.”

[sxvethelastdance]

Is your muse noisy in bed? How noisy? What makes them reach that level? [Thor]

In-Depth Sinday Meme

Absogoddamnlutely. Being in bed with him is like being in the middle of a storm. Roaring winds and all. Now, what gets Thor to that point? That’s a different matter entirely. It’s always when it’s with someone who can match him tit for tat, a fellow warrior, brother or sister in arms. I’m talking deathly tight hand and leg holds, someone who’ll get as loud and intense as he does. 

[sxvethelastdance]

💖 [to thor from teeb--he just needs a hand hold]

Rogers’ hand was in his grip, sky high above the Captain’s head after another round of drinks. It was a quick, triumphant gesture, a victory to be shared between teammates and friends. For it was not every day that a mere mortal could handle Asgardian brew, much less ask for another round! The Thunder God admired Steve’s tenacity as much as he admired the strong grip and smooth digits, roughened by battle, but their exquisite touch altogether unmarred. Thor, though brutish at times, knew the hands of an artist when he saw them. Perhaps one day he would ask to see the man’s portfolio, if not for the art, then the vision of the man behind it.

Thor cleared his throat and patted Steve on the back, grinning wildly.

“You up for another bout?” Finally, their hands came down.

He didn’t let go.

[sxvethelastdance]

Thor, zap me daddy. I kid. But do. But seriously... do you miss Loki?

For the next hour my muse cannot lie and is insanely blunt to any questions they get on anon

“Yes,” Is the immediate answer, drawn out with little resistance.

“He was a conniving weasel and an asshole the size of yggdrasil, but I mourn him all the same.”

[sxvethelastdance]

Thor, you're going to have to tell us everything about Steve... is he loud? Did he leave any marks? Does he bite? Does he call your name when you.. y'know... do him like he likes? How DOES he like it?

The thunder god let out a hearty laugh, running his fingers through his hair. His eyes twinkled with a bit of mischief as a slow smile spread across his features. 

“A royal doesn’t kiss and tell. But I assure you, there’s no mistaking when he likes it.”

[sxvethelastdance]

❗ Thor I know you're inactive, but give us your take on your brother's death

Send a “❗” to force the truth out of my muse.

His lips were drawn tight, somewhere between a grimace and a smile at the  mention of his departed brother. 

“You know anon, some wistful part of me was hoping that you’re Loki in disguise, playing yet another trick on me.”

But by now, surely he knew better. 

“He shouldn’t have had to die for the cause he did. But he did, and I miss him.”