pride of asgard

Thor Odinson. Pride of asgard, god of thunder, and future king. Likes: mead, women, sport, battle, adventure, storms, food, quick wit, mjolnir, not going to class Dislikes: dishonesty, break-ups, bullying, technology, school lessons (particularly math)

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frick me | bruce and thor

bruce laid in thor’s bed like ‘what up i got connect four’, waiting for thor to come back from wherever he was. “we’re going to frick” bruce thinks as he rubs the back of his neck and strips of his clothes. after that he sets up the connect four game and puts on some daft punk to set the mood.

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When Thor eased open the door to his and Loki's dorm--quietly, he hadn't been caught skipping class yet and he had no intention of being caught now--his shoulders slumped in relief. Loki had turned on music, which is odd for him, but Thor isn't one to question his brother's methods of studying. Flinging his jacket to the floor with little care, he rolls his shoulders and squints, trying to adjust his eyes to the dim lighting. With a barely stifled yawn, he turns to ask Loki--

Only, it isn't Loki.

The boy with glasses laid out atop his bed is definitely not Loki.

In shock, disgust, and maybe a hint (just a hint) of fear, Thor stumbles back, nearly tripping on both his jacket and a desk chair. "Who the Hel are you?" he shouts, his voice almost cracking with strain.

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“Who, me? Nooo, I never have ulterior motives!”

Victor kicks a failed Loki clone behind him.

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“Why clone when there’s a perfectly viable original right here?”

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“Because, obviously, you’re mine.”

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Stand. Down.

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When I heard this song , I can imagin’ that Balder is dancing like a nerd and Loki is trying to kill him in the dark corner…  just like what i drew!  

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aniimo | Loki & Thor

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Shortly happens to be…now. [Loki holds up the spoon he had used to stir the sauce with, as if triumphant. Leaving the sauce temporarily to cool, he turns to Thor and takes the strainer from him gingerly, so as to not drop everything in the sink. That would be no good.

He pours the pasta onto a platter, followed by the sauce. It looks normal enough, and Loki is pleased. He lifts the plate, glancing back at Thor to ask,] Will you get the utensils? I’ll carry this out to a table.

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[ Beaming, he digs a couple of forks out of one of the drawers. With eager, bounding steps, he follows Loki out of the kitchen. ]

This had better be as good as you say it is, for all that you starved me for it, [ he warns teasingly, setting the silverware on the table his brother had chosen. An eyebrow almost lifts when he sees that there is only the one plate, but they've shared food since they shared a nursery; it's more typical than Loki trying to undress him as he had not even an hour ago. He blushes at the fresh memory, not quite sure what to think about it yet. In truth, he'd much rather focus on eating over whether or not Loki's intentions are honest--the latter is all too likely to leave him with a headache. ]

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aniimo | Loki & Thor

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You can’t possibly ruin something as simple as draining. [Loki says this haughtily, but he sneaks a glance over and is pleased to find that indeed Thor did it correctly.

He commends his brother, even though he’s still a little bit appalled from being bumped aside - and by the hip, nonetheless!] You can put the noodles on a plate. The sauce should be done shortly.

[Loki had tried his best with it.]

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Careful, brother-- that almost sounds like a challenge. [ He laughs, shaking  the strainer a bit to ensure that most of the water is gone. If he can help it, he's going to give Loki nothing to criticize about his part in their cooking. ] 

How soon is shortly? [ For emphasis, he pats his stomach with his free hand. ] I'm still starved, if you remember. 

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aniimo | Loki & Thor

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[Loki shuts the burner off and diverts his attention from the noodles to making the sauce. This is the tricky part, because he looks at the ingredients he grabbed and realizes that maybe he doesn’t remember as well as he’d thought. He shrugs and starts working anyway - surely it will work out in the end.]

A little bit of hot water won’t hurt us, Thor… [he says this over his shoulder. Noticing (and taking delight in) the concerned expression on his brother’s face, he queries with a guileless smile,] Will you drain the noodles for me, then?

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No longer afeared that I might ruin your dish? [ Still a bit piqued, he cocks his head, an exaggeratedly churlish pout about his mouth. Even so, he picks up the pot in one hand and the strainer in the other. Setting the strainer in the sink, he swats Loki out of his way with his hip as he dumps the boiled pasta; he doesn't want him to be accidentally splashed again, regardless of how little it hurt. ]

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aniimo | Loki & Thor

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[Loki fills a pot with water before setting it on the countertop and starting to heat it. At hearing his brother’s words, he scoffs.]

Of course I know what I’m doing. I have much faith in your fighting abilities. The least you could do is have some in my…culinary skills. [He’s half tempted to tap Thor, chastising. Loki decides against it; perhaps there’s been enough skin contact - for now.

By the time he finds the box of noodles, the water is already boiling. He dumps them in a little too carelessly, and some water ends up splashing onto his wrist. It doesn’t hurt him that much, of course, but he still deigns to scowl at the pot.]

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[ At 'culinary skills,' he snorts, but decides against a rebuttal. If they're going to spend time together, he would rather not have it go sour just as it's begun. 

As such, he tries to hold his tongue when he sees the hot water splash Loki. He can't help the way his brows draw together in concern, though. Under his breath--yet mindful of the chastisement it will likely bring him--he says, ] Careful... 

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aniimo | Loki & Thor

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[Loki feels a little different now, though it’s not as odd as it is unfamiliar. Now that he thinks back on what just transpired between him and Thor, he has to cringe - had he really done those things? Given, he had a tendency to act like that towards Thor, and it isn’t like his motives have suddenly changed, but he had never been so confident about doing it before.

He leads his brother to the kitchen, giving him a mock scowl.] Kitchen staff! I’ll have you know I made a genuine friend this time. […Who may or may not play a part in one of his schemes later, but he opts not to say that out loud.

[Loki remembers to grab the ingredients on their way in and sets about to cooking. He glances back at Thor and asks light-heartedly-] Are you sure you don’t want to wait out there? I don’t want you getting your finger burnt or something of the like.

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[ Thor narrows his eyes. ] I am fine here, thank you. A burnt finger is nothing compared to the bruises I get from training! [ Still possessed of a stray energy left thrumming through him from Loki's clumsy advances, he itches to have something to do with his hands-- but Loki is right, teasing aside. It's best that he takes no part in the cooking, for he has no talent for it. As an alternative, he crosses his arms and leans on the counter to watch.

Skeptically, he asks, ] But what of you? Are you certain you know what you're doing?

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#laughs #a lot

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latverianprince replied to your quote: Oh, please. Thor can hammer Doom’s metal ass any...

Suing you

I'm not sure what that means, but know that I refuse to let you anywhere near my genitals.

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Oh, please. Thor can hammer Doom's metal ass any time.

Victor "Mad Double Vic V Love" Von Doom

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The initial indignant response Thor’s dismissal warrants is negated by the stabbing sorrow that erupts in Victor’s chest immediately afterwards. He shifts his weight to one foot and observes as Thor’s face shuts off. It’s a believable facade, sure, and Victor is nearly positive he learned it from his brother, but his damnable empathetic muse curls around his heart and forces him to see Thor is not okay.

“And if I refused?” Victor prompts. “It must be awful to know that the only person who gives a damn to ask if you’re not about to jump off the Bifrost is the person you consider an enemy.

“Although,” he continues, “that is stretching the truth. Why, it was just a few nights ago that your brother asked about you.” Victor presumes the easiest way to get Thor’s attention is to tantalize him with the idea of his brother pining, because, after all, isn’t Loki the bane of all of Thor’s problems?

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"I'm sure," Thor sneers, the expression nigh foreign to his features. Rarely does he lower himself to such petulance, but recent events still have him reeling. Just this morning, he woke up from a nightmare in terror, unable to recognize his surrounds until he blinked the sleep form his eyes.

The gravity of it all yet weighs heavy upon him, making his shoulders sag and every step slow; his father can't bear to even be in his presence after what he's done, and the consequences have not only fallen upon him, but on Loki. If Thor suspects anything, it's that his brother plans to exact revenge on him somehow for getting them banished. He can't even fault him for it. Were their places reversed, he would probably demand retribution as well. No wonder he spoke about him with Doom. They were likely plotting against him, and this conversation is the first step of many to their ultimate goal.

"For one who would offer friendship," he snaps, "you are doing a piss-poor job of making me feel any better."

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aniimo | Loki & Thor

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[At that, Loki has to keep himself from rolling his eyes. Thor is about as good at lying as Loki is at telling the truth. Still, he knows he certainly has Thor’s attention now, and while he may never admit it, he likes it this way. The fact that it’s this kind of attention makes it all the more better.]

Pity, I even had things planned out in case of an emergency! Maybe some day else, then. I’m endlessly curious about how fast I can make limbs regenerate. [He picks his shirt back up, making sure to dust off whatever dirt might have stuck onto it.]

But it would be no good of me to let my older brother starve, would it? [He grins, all teeth and bright eyes.]

They have this dish here - spaghetti, I believe it’s called. You must try it. I think I remember how he prepared it, I shall make some for the both of us. [Loki (regretfully) pulls his shirt back on, then beckons Thor towards the door.]

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[ They're back to 'brother' now? Thor lets out a slow breath. On the best of days he can just barely discern Loki's motives; with his wit effectively stolen from him courtesy of some second-rate flirting, he's hopeless. Still, slipping back into the role of normal siblings, friends, is easy a transition as always. If he were more inclined to self-inspection, he would wonder what that says about him. ]

No regeneration, [ he warns, even though Loki has, to all appearances, backed off of the idea. You could never be too safe with him. ] Especially while we're eating.

[ As he passes his brother out the door, Thor elbows him playfully. ] Just who is 'he'? Befriend a member of the kitchen staff, have you?

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Lightning Strikes Twice | Darcy & Thor

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Darcy sighs happily as they walk together, meandering their way towards her class. She’s cool with going slow. More time to bask in being held close to a really really hot god. Maybe that was a redundant piece of thought, but she didn’t care. “He’s got a good sense of sarcasm and wit. I like that. We spent several hours just talking and stuff, so it’s cool to call him my friend. We have a similar sense of humour.” She pauses and then grins up at him. “Despite the way we met, I’d like it if I could call you a friend too. That’d be really awesome.” Yes, yes it would. “So how long have you been here? I’m pretty new.”

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When he hears 'similar sense of humor,' he almost pauses. Tempted as he is to voice his concerns--Loki's antics are definitely not suited to mortals--he refrains, clearing his throat instead.

"If you wish for us to be friends, then it is so," he says, giving her hand a quick squeeze. 

"We've been on Midgard for only a short while, a week or two at best. Since our.. arrival, S.H.I.E.L.D. caught wind of us, and offered assistance in adjustment so long as we agreed to enroll here." Thor raises an eyebrow as he looks down at her again. "I trust your situation was quite different."

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Victor can tell the exact moment Thor realizes his presence; the tensing of muscles ‘neath his shirt is a tell-tale sign. 

“Thor,” Victor says, a solemn note to his voice. “It is I, Victor von Doom.” He struggles with his next words, “I come here… peacefully.” It’s hard for Victor to properly communicate with Thor, especially since he can feel, ardently, the fervor and unrelenting self-deprecation waging a war inside Thor’s mind and heart. 

In that moment, Victor hates everything that brings down Thor’s mood. He hates with a passion he had felt but once before, and the end result was… scarring, to say the least. 

Victor swallows and feels bile rise. A moment later and he has himself under control. He knows, somehow, as well as he knows the back of his hand, that Thor would not refute his presence should he remain civil. It is Victor’s only wish to extricate that gloom from Thor’s persona. Someone has to, but…

Victor knows he is not that person. Only one person can accomplish that, and that person is partly at fault for Thor’s bleak demeanor.

“I wish to… talk,” he says. “Civilly. With no hostility.”

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As expected after such a request, Thor snorts. "As if I could trust your word." 

He digs his hands deeper into his pockets, pressing so hard against the fabric that it threatens to tear-- even the clothes here are fragile. A sudden jolt of homesickness courses through his chest, coiling around his heart and lungs and digging in with vicious claws.

When he finally lifts his head to look Von Doom in the eye, his gaze is blank, closed off. He'll be damned to Hel before he cedes weakness in front of an arrogant ass such as he.

"Take your 'civility' elsewhere. Leave me be."