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Funny Running Into You Here

lilstrlrd‌:

Of all things that Peter wanted to deal with, Thor wasn’t one of them. He thought he’d lost the god of thunder among the stars with the rest of his crew, but no. He was there, and in the flesh - not to mention amidst the sea of paramedics and police officers, as well as a crowd of curious bystanders. He stood out like a sore thumb.

Peter stared at the other blonde when he drew near, a look of apprehension on his face. He supposed he should be happy to see Thor - someone of his team made it, at least. That was a good thing, right? Maybe he’d be able to get some answers. The clap on his back was strong, but not as strong as he expected it to be from the last time Thor had laid a hand on him. Still, it surprised him enough to elicit a surprised sound from him as he lurched forward on his perch.

He offered the god a half grin at the comment and glanced around the mess around them. “That tells me you weren’t lookin’ hard enough.” Peter paused and finally looked up at Thor’s face. “Is anyone else with you?” Something told him no; his heart sank anyway.

It wasn’t that hard to tell that Quill wasn’t quite as happy to see him as Thor had thought he’d be. He supposed he may have deserved that, they’d been out of contact for quite a while, not to mention that their relationship, such as it was, had always been a bit...contentious, but in a friendly rivalry way.

Reaching Peter’s side and greeting him, a crooked smile tugged at the corner of Thor’s lips at the other’s words. “Perhaps not. I did look hard enough to find your dwelling. It was a small misfortune that you were not there at the time.” Small, because he’d gotten to meet the Son of Nel which had been, overall, an amusing and interesting experience.

The question made Thor’s face fall and he shook his head. “I found Tree, but the others are still scattered. Yet, I have news to lift your spirits, Lord of Stars. I came to Midgard on the Benatar.” Reaching into a pocket Thor pulled out the Benatar’s keys and held them out to the other man. For all they ‘fought’ about who was Captain (clearly it was Thor, clearly) Thor hadn’t once considered the Benatar as his, she belonged with Quill.

#interaction #Funny Running Into You Here #Starlord #lilstrlrd

xpirate-angel

Return to Midgard

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multiversemerchant‌:

When he actually had the audacity to make that suggestion, Flox did not have enough self control to hold back her laughter. It slipped out, and since it was already too late to swallow it she just tipped her head back and rolled with it. “My debt to Asgard? If you haven’t noticed, we’re not on Asgard anymore, and I don’t recognize that debt.” She wasn’t going to spend her life keeping tabs of all the people and places that might think she owed them something because they’d failed to protect their own goods or…whatever it happened to be that she’d interfered with. That was their problem. Once the job was done and she got her money, she washed her hands of it.

“Now…” she wrapped one arm around her middle and pointed at him with the opposite hand, “if you want to ask me for a favor, which you can repay then maybe I’ll let you finish whatever you were about to demand of me.” Flox didn’t do things for free and she didn’t do them as penance. “Throw in a ‘please’ while you’re at it.”

Flox’s laughter had a frown forming on Thor’s lips, not sure what precisely was so funny. When she explained it to him he shifted his posture, arms folding over his chest. He’d been hoping they could come to an agreement that didn’t end with him having to chase her all over Midgard, but that was looking less and less likely.

When she went as far as to demand a favour from him it was Thor’s turn to laugh, the sound deep and booming, much like his namesake. “That is not going to be happening, Flox.” Unfolding his arms his hands moved to rest on his waist instead. “It seems we find ourselves at an impasse.”

#interaction #Return to Midgard #Flox #multiversemerchant

Message to: Darcy

@littlemisslewis

TO: [ Darcy! I have acquired one of those smart phones you were telling me about when we met last. A bit simple, but useful in their own way. ]

TO: [ Have you been well? ]

#text #darcy #littlemisslewis

elsawiththegoodhair‌:

Bobby was usually one of the more placid X-Men around, he didn’t fight much, if ever, unless he had to. He was snarky, preferring to use his words and wind people up with his winning personality until someone (usually Scott) came in and fixed things.

It was only when he actually got serious people were reminded he was classified as an Omega Mutant for a reason. Right now though, that wasn’t what was needed. Thor had good reason to think he was a monster (sometimes Bobby still wondered if he was) so he tried showing vulnerability and hoped to God it wasn’t gonna get his head squished via hammer. He let out an audible sigh when the other’s hand moved and he caught what Bobby liked to call his ‘fuck off hammer’ from the air behind his oh-so tender head.

Rubbing his neck a little, though it didn’t actually hurt, Bobby stilled his own worried and de-iced himself fully, leaving him in only shin-length shorts and trainers, he didn’t usually wear much clothing when he was training, there was no need. “Bobby,” was the first thing he said, “I’m Bobby Drake. Man of Ice is kinda too formal for me.” he shrugged, be yourself Bobby. “And our last uhh, pow-wow, can be explained pretty well through something called a Death Seed. Have you heard of it?” He had no idea what sorta stuff Asgard had and didn’t have and while several X-Men would be very aware of how dangerous those tiny things were, Thor may have no clue.

“See, they’re these tiny little things and one of them got shoved into my body by an evil version of a childhood friend from an alternate universe,” He was just gonna gloss over that one, “But, it affects your mind. Twists you up until you’re someone you’re not.” he licked his lips and looked down, Bobby hated talking about this. “So I was uhr… I wasn’t myself, at all, when you got called to help. I did umm, horrible things a-and I can’t ever be forgiven for them but I would never,” he shook his head, looking wide-eyed up at Thor, “Never, turn on the people I care about like that if I had a choice.”

Having told the young man to explain himself Thor was going to hear him out. The introduction was appreciated, though Thor didn’t make one of his own in turn just yet. He listened as this Bobby explained about Death Seeds, and evil twins and, it all sounded rather fantastical. Not that that meant Thor was going to automatically disbelieve him. He was an Asgardian, fantastical was basically his middle name. Besides, the kid looked rather earnest in his convictions that his behaviour back then hadn’t been his normal behaviour.

“And now you’re free of this Death Seed?” There was still a bit of wariness in his tone, but it was looking like the God of Thunder was believing Bobby’s story.

#interaction #Old Habits #iceman #elsawiththegoodhair‌#( I’m sorry this is so short )#( brain’s not going at full capacity today )

whatelsecanwedonow

AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR (2018) dir. Joe & Anthony Russo

#self #rabbit #a friend from queue

bebx

mischief-and-tricks

@xpirate-angel

#self #loki #a friend from queue

onehellofalawyer‌:

Foggy was torn between being mad, scared and just plain confused, he didn’t handle surprises well, he tended to act out and end up being something of a drama queen (yes he was aware of it but that didn’t mean he was about to change) so he couldn’t help but yell once again, “I don’t care what you think you house-breaking-in creep! This is my home! You knock on the door! You wait to be let in! Ya don’t sneak into the bed and cuddle up to a sleeping stranger!”

He was panting by the end of his rant (it was likely to be the first of many) “You and your handsome face wouldn’t actually be a decoration asshole! It’s an empty threat! But I swear I swing this bat like pro so get outta my bed!”

He took the recommended breath, nostrils flaring, “Oh don’t talk down to me ya big polooka! I am the DA of this city and happen to be very capable of kicking ass as needed!” Said words died a little when the other stood to his full height and Foggy swallowed, hands gripping the bat a little tighter, “T-Thor? .. As in… the Avenger?” God fucking dammit, “A-and what’re looking for Peter for?” He asked, brain coming up with a few guesses and hating all of them… You didn’t sneak onto bed with a guy you were mad at or wanted money from after all.

Polooka? Thor’s expression was amused as the man went on, clearly very passionate, or very surprised. Perhaps both? It was probably both.

“Aye, I’ve fought alongside the Avengers in the past. I hope to do so again in the future.” That required actually finding them first. “I travelled the galaxy with the Lord of Stars. I’ve come to return his ship, and I have news to discuss with him.” Mainly about the Guardians being a bit...scattered.

“He does reside here? I can come back at a more convenient time. I apologise for startling you, I was expecting Quill to be with his locator beacon.”

#interaction #Foggy With A Chance of Thunder #Foggy #onehellofalawyer‌

Late Arrival

@fightbattlesthatmatter

Thor hadn't expected Star City to be quite so exciting when he'd first touched down on Midgard. At first he'd been returning to see if his fellow Avengers knew of a way to find the wayward Guardians, but then he'd discovered that Quill was already on Midgard and so he'd sought the man out to return his ship and check on his friend. And while all of that had been going on he'd lost his powers for forty-eight hours which had been…frustrating.

What it all meant in the grand scheme of things was that Thor had been definitely detoured from his original goal. While he had turned the search for the rest of the Guardians over to Peter Thor still wanted to reconnect with his Avenger teammates. Protecting the nine realms was all well and good, but he had missed his friends. Not to mention the fact that he was planning on staying Midgard for a little while (he needed to go and check in at home eventually, but he doubted his father missed his presence much), and was hoping there was still a team to come back to despite the 'hero ban' which seemed to have gotten worse since he left, if NOVAs presence in the city was any indication.

So, Thor had gone looking for Steve Rogers, though he hadn't been certain on where to start. Given that Peter was probably the person he knew best (and could also currently easily find) Thor started by asking the Lord of Stars if he knew the good Captain, and Thor was both surprised and pleased to find out that he did. He even knew Steve's address, and after proving that he *did* in fact know the man (old news footage of the Chitauri invasion settled that) Peter had provided said address.

Which was how Thor ended up on Steve's front porch looking decidedly casual, neither Mjolnir or Stormbreaker on his person, and wearing a pair of jeans and a blue short-sleeve soft cotton t-shirt that Darcy had insisted he had to buy because it brought out the colour of his eyes (or eye, as it were, since the other was more brown than blue). Reaching out he hit the doorbell and then he stepped back to wait.

#interaction #Late Arrival #Captain America #fightbattlesthatmatter

brolinjosh

#self #a friend from queue

baelatargaryen

Age of Ultron — Deleted Scene The Norns talk through Thor

#self #a friend from queue

cinemapix

THOR: RAGNAROK (2017).

xpirate-angel

@doctorrbbanner

#self #hulk #a friend from queue

jeanqrey

You know, I’m 1,500 years old. I’ve killed twice as many enemies as that. And every one of them would’ve rather killed me, but none succeeded. I’m only alive because fate wants me alive. Thanos is just the latest in a long line of bastards and he’ll be the latest to feel my vengeance. Fate wills it so.

#self #a friend from queue