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→ An endless list of fictional or historical “characters” I can’t help but worship→ Lady Sif (Thor)

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you are strong enough.  → agent peggy carter and sif  - 50th anniversary shield agent carter special 

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Sif loved competition and while she had a healthy obsession, she thought, of physical competitions, any would do. She was surprised to see the mortal realm held such events, and one event seemed to get a crowd of people going. Sif believed it to be a competition between women, but this ‘competition’ was anything but: a wet t-shirt contest. She was given a white top that was torn in too many places, but her lower garment that appeared as a skirt, she was still able to wear. 

Seeing as competitive as she was, she soared to victory. Her eyes set on the first person she saw, Sif ran to them. Her body dripping wet. Shirt clinging to her muscles and bosom.”I have won! I have won! You are in the presence of the Lady Sif, Goddess of War and Midgard’s champion of the wet t-shirt contest!”

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Sif rolled her eyes and sighed as she sat back in the chair, arms folded across her chest. Her eyes carefully watched as the SHIELD agents continued to question and question her. Even the way they constantly eyed her sword. It sounded like they were afraid of another God on Midgard. Sif had already stated why she was here, and answered all of their questions, but she knew it would be a lie to say she wasn’t enjoying some of this. They were only human.

She felt she had been in the dark for so long, debriefing her, when they finally decided the debrief was over. She left the room, her sword still attached to her back, opening the door to let some of the sunshine hit her skin when the next thing she saw was Thor. Sif could only think of grinning back but never as wildly as Thor’s goofy grin. She hadn’t realized her whole face lit up, even before he spoke. She would’ve run to him if he wasn’t already so close.

“Thor!” She replied happily, her arms naturally following his movement, and swung around to return his big hug. She pressed hard against his body since she had missed him so, but strangely had forgotten how large Thor was. She smiled to herself, but when she realized she held on too long, she suddenly let go and stepped back.”I thought I would never see you again, Thor! Must you always disappear from Asgard and travel to Midgard?” She teased. She put her hands on her hips.”Who else would dare challenge the Lady Sif and still put up a fight, if you are here?” She questioned with an arch of a brow.

⚡ ⚡ Thor & Sif

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Heimdall had spilled the news about Sif to Thor during their talk this morning. His dear friend had set foot on Midgard. It was exciting! Thor had searched for her through campus, hoping to be able to get the jump on her. But it seemed SHIELD was debriefing her, keeping her away from him. Thor impatiently strode back and forth outside the HQ. It wasn’t fair that SHIELD forced him to wait. But, Thor knew better than to start thrashing about to get his will. He accepted that he had to wait until SHIELD unhooked her from their claws. 

The door pushed open. Finally. Sif! As their eyes met, Thor had the biggest goofiest grin on his face. “By Odin’s beard. Sif. Welcome.” Lifting his arms, Thor went in for a big hug. It suddenly dawned on him how much he had missed her. How he missed all of Asgard. 

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The warrior-goddess looked down at her outfit for a moment, then back up at the blonde.”Back-up outfit? What, like yours?” She said as she nodded towards her and eyed the blonde’s attire.”My personal attire I wear on my world. Maybe if I was from this one, I would have another, but this is all that I have, here. Wait- have you not seen Thor and Loki?” Sif could only assume both sons of Odin traveled here in their own asgardian armor, since neither of them were from this human world. But as she stood there she started to wonder if they hung up their outfits and began to wear mortal clothing, in order to better ‘fit in’. While Sif was proud of her race, she wasn’t closed off to the idea of trying new things. 

She wondered if Odin wanted her to do this, anything it took to stay close to the brothers.”I knew this world was a complicated one, but never this confusing.” She muttered.”There is no need to feel threatened at night on the streets of my world. Though, tell me, mortal, where might I find your...impractical but cute, comfortable shoes? Your realm’s outfits, as well?”

Clearly, this person really wasn’t from around here. Illyana was having much more fun bickering about proper attire than settling this with straightforward questions, though, so she kept this up. “Oh, a warrior! That explains that. You’ll find yourself a rarity without a back-up outfit,” she said with a smirk. Leaning against the nearest wall, she said with mock seriousness, “Nah, sorry. Battling shoes are appropriate for actual battle, sparring, and probably when you’re on the city streets alone at night. Otherwise, most of us wear impractical but cute or comfortable shoes.”

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Sif didn’t think the way she spoke, let alone her background, was a strange or confusing thing to talk about. As long as she’s lived, Asgard had always been her home and she was never ashamed of where she came from. Which made speaking of the place and it’s people, easy. But reactions like this girl’s, hard to understand.”Because when a warrior travels to different realms, they must always wear their armor. Always ready to fight...that and I may need them for battle here...” She trailed off as her eyes wondered the school grounds. Her own brows pulled together in confusion, watching her again.”Why would I battle you over shoes? Kohl’s? Is battling shoes...the norm here?”

Illyana scrunched up her eyebrows, clearly skeptical. It wasn’t that this one sounded foreign (because she wasn’t that kind of self-loathing), but still kind of weird. “O… kay… So why are you wearing your battle shoes around school?” She almost asked about the non-human implications, but decided that she only sort of cared. “Wait, did you want to battle me over shoes? Because I just got mine from a sale at Kohl’s.”

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“These shoes are made of Asgardian material, created by the Gods and Goddesses themselves. They are not of this world, human, and were not made to simply be ‘ worn ‘. They were forged for battle. So I believe you are mistaken.”

“This is going to sound ten kinds of stupid, but I’m pretty sure those are my shoes. Where did you find them, and what are you doing with them?”

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First new post to establish Lady Sif in Marvel Academy rpg

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(Hey guys, sorry I haven't been online lately. Been busy with rl, but I might be able to get on tommorrow. So yeah, heh. See ya!)

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(Kay, I may be back later. Maybe.)

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(DON'T HATE ME WITH THAT REPLY. I'M OVERLY SELF CONSCIOUS OF THAT REPLY. I LIKE IT AND I HATE IT. OMG. Life of a Roleplayer.)

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Her already annoyed facial expression slowly started changing into a raging one -- eyebrows furrowed down in anger. She knew someone had cut off her once golden hair, but she cried so much from it, she didn't care to know who had done it. At that age, she never would've guessed it was Loki. But now, she hated not knowing it was him.

Sif grabbed hold of her spear, holding it outward and releasing the blade on each end."Open the cell." she growled, staring at Loki, but meaning to speak the Guards. When nothing happened, she turned to them, pointing her spear at them."Open the cell or I will kill you, both, myself! You will close it once I enter!"

The barrier had fallen, and Sif's rage was so high, she moved quickly, grabbing hold of him and slamming his body against the wall. The barrier had gone up, again. She held one end of the blade to his neck, the other arm pressed down just below his neck."So you think it was funny to cut off my golden hair?"

"I’m responsible for what happened to your hair." Loki retorted, not watching his tongue.

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(Ugh. You know when your reply's super long, and you're just thinking omg it's too long my rp partner's gonna hate it. Literally me right now.)

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Sif half-smiled, raising her brow at Jane."I should not be surprised Thor has not mentioned me, but I am." She sighed."Yes, I am friends with Thor. We have known each other since childhood."

Jane smiled slightly. ” You’re a warrior. Are you friends with Thor?” She was amazed that Sif was the Goddess of War.

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Welcome to Asgard

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"You must not want to be average, do you? Not every woman of Midgard is apart of SHIELD. SHIELD is special." Sif replied, with a small smile."Oh...I see. Were they horrible men?"

"I’m not much of a fighter. Or a lover, really. I’m just kind of average." Eiric shrugged. "Honey, believe me. I know the feeling. I’ve gone through three or four guys in two years. It’s been rough."