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[thunderousthor]

Hi, everyone. I hope you’re all doing well. I would like to first of all apologize for disappearing for several months. I’ve been going through some personal things so I’ve been having a rough time the past few months. I’m starting to feel a little bit better now, but there are still some days where I struggle.

I hope to be able to rp with you all soon as I’ve missed writing with you, but I think I need a little bit more time before getting into the full swing of things.

Anyway, I would just like to say thank you for being patient with me. Hopefully I can get back into this soon, but we’ll see.

Uh, I’m not too sure how to end this post, so please enjoy this picture of Chris Hemsworth doing yoga.

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Sorry for disappearing for about a week, I’m going through some personal stuff right now. Hopefully I will get everything sorted out and will be able to get to replies soon :)

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apologies for disappearing for several days. had a bunch of hw to do that i procrastinated on and ended up staying up until 4 am to finish it. i’ll try to get to replies later today!

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I bet Heimdall is the most meme-literate being to ever walk the earth. Even more so than Vision. I mean, he sees everything. He has been witness to the births and deaths of every meme since he began his reign as gatekeeper. Think about it. He knows why Zach needed to be stopped and knows how it all turned out. He knows what he had to do to ‘em. He knows all.

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“Then I will acquire chicken soup for you.” Thor stood up from her bedside, giving her a warm smile before exiting the room. He recalled Darcy showing him how to make soup one time, or rather, how to heat up the canned kind. He returned several minutes later with a warm bowl of soup for her and a glass of water, which he set on her nightstand. “Here,” he said as he passed the bowl to her. “I hope I made it correctly.”

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“It’s okay, it’s only the flu. I just need rest and chicken soup, that’s all. I’ll survive.”

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And he was doing none of those activities this time around. He had simply been sitting on his bed, reading a book when Loki came marching in. “And that was wrong of me,” he agreed, standing up from his bed. “Next year I will not forget, I promise. As for this year, is it not still your birthday today? That means there is still time to celebrate,” he pointed out.

"You missed my birthday, brother."

“I-I did?” Thor questioned, suddenly feeling guilty for not remembering. “I’m sorry, Loki… Happy belated birthday.” He hadn’t realized his brother considered birthdays to be important. For Thor, you could only have so many birthday parties as a near-immortal god before they started getting boring and repetitive year after year after year.

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"You missed my birthday, brother."

“I-I did?” Thor questioned, suddenly feeling guilty for not remembering. “I’m sorry, Loki... Happy belated birthday.” He hadn’t realized his brother considered birthdays to be important. For Thor, you could only have so many birthday parties as a near-immortal god before they started getting boring and repetitive year after year after year.

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Thor had been traveling across the universe with the Guardians, seeking out adventure and a new purpose in life now that he was no longer ruling over Asgard. They’d been having good times on their adventures, Thor lending a helping hand on their excursions. He was completely unaware of the fact that Loki had survived after all, since none of the other Acengers had told him.

They happened to be in the same quadrant as Midgard as they prepared to jump to the next quadrant, but they needed to refuel first. So, they landed at Avengers HQ to gas up and visit their old friends while they were there.

When Thor had found out about Loki still being alive, he was shocked, to say the least. He stood there for a moment, unable to move as his mind processed everything. No, he couldn’t have been alive... he saw him die, choked to death by Thanos. How was that even possible? Well, he certainly knew it was possible. It wouldn’t have been the first time Loki had faked his death before, but this time it had seemed so real.

Before he knew it, his feet were carrying him toward the trickster’s room. He stood in front of it for a moment before lifting a hand up to knock on the door. “... Brother?” he called out, unsure of if he was inside. He had so many emotions swirling around in him that it was hard to pick out what they were. If had to try and guess, it was a mixture of nervousness, confusion, and anger. Anger at the fact that no one had told him about Loki still being alive.

Dull … that’s what his life of Midgard was. Outright, dull … When he’d escaped Thanos, telling his brother the sun would shine upon them again, he had expected to arrive on Midgard and find his brother there. They could’ve had a good life in Asgard and perhaps Thor would let Loki advice him in his ruling. But he hadn’t … Thor had been away on an adventure in space and Loki had been intercepted by the same man that had once let him fall for half an hour … 

With a slight sigh, he sat in his room now, his eyes cast down at the book in his lap. It was what he did most lately, spend his time reading as he had back in the Asgardian prison. Sure, here he could leave the room and wander the grounds. That had however more often than not gotten him hostile looks and discussions about his morals which he could never win. To the others living on these grounds it was simple, he was evil … And for that exact reason they had come up with a way to bind his magic, though they had given him the choice of how they would do it. He had gone for a bracelet, the metal sitting tight around his wrist and no matter what he’d tried it wouldn’t come off. 

So eventually Loki had stopped going outside and simply stuck to his room, the library and the kitchen. And even those places he tended to go to only at night, so he could avoid coming across most of the people living on the grounds, simply no longer having the energy to go against them.

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“You don’t count.” - angst prompts

“You don’t count,” Thor growled, slamming Loki against the wall. “Father has never counted you. He has never considered you for the throne.”

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‘ hey, don’t be sad. i’m just a little sick.’

“I don’t like it when my friends are sick,” Thor frowned. “Is there anything I can do to help make you feel better? Can I get you anything?” he offered.

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“I’m the one that is confused?” he scoffed, leaning back in his chair, clearly frustrated. “Yes, I’m well aware one cannot evade death. Yet you have done so numerous times and caused me to cry and mourn for you, only to show up several months later. Why now? Why turn up now, five years later?” he questioned. There had to be a reason why he had decided to show up now all of a sudden. Thor highly doubted he had decided to just take an extended vacation; that wasn’t like Loki.

“No, no... that was years ago, brother. That was almost a decade ago now,” he shook his head. A thought suddenly occurred to Thor as he looked at the prisoner jumpsuit Loki wore. The lettering on the jumpsuit... in his excitement of seeing his brother again, he had forgotten where they were. The Time Variance Agency. Something wasn’t right. “From how it sounds, your little invasion of New York City happened fairly recently. Why are you here? What did you do to mess with time?”

He had to had done something to mess with time or a timeline. Otherwise he wouldn’t be here imprisoned. Thor hadn’t considered the fact that perhaps something had gone wrong when several of the Avengers had traveled to New York in 2012 to retrieve the infinity stones. None of them had been aware of Loki’s departure, but Thor was starting to realize perhaps something must of happened during that time. It would certainly explain why Loki had no recollection of Odin dying or his own death.

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After finally defeating Thanos, Thor assumed he would finally find peace within himself and accept everything that had happened. He had decided to join the Guardians aboard their ship and see where it took him next.

And apparently, it took him to the Time Variance Agency.

A notification had popped up on the Milano saying Loki had been arrested and brought in for questioning. This had confused Thor, as he knew his brother had been dead for years. But, he chose to investigate anyway, a small part of him still holding onto wishful thinking that his brother was somehow still alive.

Thor walked into the visitor’s room at the agency. Inmates were sitting down behind glass windows as they talked to visitors from the outside world. His eyes scanned the room for his brother, spotting him several seats down. “I can’t believe you’re alive!” he exclaimed as he took a seat on the other side of the glass.

This Thor looked much different than the one Loki was used to seeing. His hair was much longer than what it used to be, half of it tied into a braid. His thick beard had also been braided so it wasn’t so unruly. His right eye was now light brown in color. And, perhaps the most noticeable thing about Thor, was the weight gain. Even underneath his large cloak, his large body was still very noticeable.

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oof I just reblogged a bunch of starters but I have to go do something for a bit. I’ll answer them and reply to threads soon!

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〚 Angst Prompts 〛

“You just hate seeing me happy.”

“I love you, and you only love me sometimes.”

“You don’t count.”

“Don’t pretend to care. I know you don’t.”

“I just want to go home.”

“It’s your fault they aren’t around.”

“It’s my fault they aren’t around.”

“All I’m asking for is a little bit of your time!”

“Why shouldn’t I leave you?”

“Stop calling me.”

“That’s not my kid.”

“I want more from life than…you.”

“Don’t bother waiting.”

“I’d rather be dead, at least than I’m with them!”

“You were busy.”

“If you knew this would happen, would you do it again?”

“I am never going to recover from this.”

“You don’t understand the weight of what you’ve said.”

“I wish you were gone and they were still here!”

“You didn’t attend the funeral?”

“You’re hurting me!”

“Get the fuck out of my house!”

“If you loved me, you wouldn’t act this way.”

“You’re too much.”

“You’re not enough.”

“It wasn’t real.”

“I miss things the way they were.”

“Why aren’t you smart enough?”

“You missed my birthday.”

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post - trauma sentence starters  blood, death mention.

“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.” 

“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”

“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”

“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”

“that was a brave thing you did today.” 

“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”   

“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”

“need some space?”

“you should lay down.”

“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.” 

“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”

“we can talk through the door.” 

“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”

“you almost died.” 

“i brought you a blanket.”

“you’re home. you’re safe.” 

“i’m worried about you.”

“is everything okay?”

“tell me how to make it better.”

“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”

“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.” 

“you’re in the hospital.” 

“think you can make it to the bathroom?”

“no, no. don’t close your eyes.”

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* angsty starters

‘ i don’t feel good.’

‘ get away from me.’

‘ hang on, i’ve got you.’

‘ let’s try and bring that fever down.’

‘ we need to get you warm.’

‘ i’m mad at myself.’

‘ you have to wake up.’

‘ we don’t stop fighting.’

‘ shh, everything’s okay. you’re safe.’

‘ i can’t keep my eyes open.’

‘ you lied to me.’

‘ i thought i could save you.’

‘ you don’t know how to love anything.’

‘ i trusted you and you fucked it up.’

‘ don’t say that. you’re going to be fine.’

‘ no, you don’t get to stand there and pretend a hug makes it all okay.’

‘ i hate you! ’

‘ it hurts inside and you feel alone.’

‘ i can’t do anything right.’

‘ fuck you! ’

‘ hey, don’t be sad. i’m just a little sick.’

‘ you can’t leave me.’

‘ i wanted to make you proud.’

‘ you have to calm down. your heart’s beating way too fast.’

‘ i miss our talks.’

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Hello, I know you just started an rp with someone else, but would you be open to starting another?

Of course! I’m not exclusive to one character. I’m always interested in rping with new people, even if it’s with a character I’m already interacting with!

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Seeing Loki sitting there caused Thor to suck in a breath. The last he’d seen of his brother was back on the ship. He had thought Loki was once again joining Thanos and supporting him, but in the end, he had been trying to trick him. He often thought about Loki’s last words to him.

I assure you brother, the sun will shine on us again.

Thor furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at his brother’s words. “Loki... I saw you die at the hands of Thanos. He choked you to death, and I was forced to watch on. Do you really not remember that?” His held tilted his head to the side in a mixture of curiosity and confusion.

Something was wrong. Everything Loki was saying didn’t quite sound right. This was definitely his brother in front of him, but it did not seem like the person Thor had grown to know as his brother. He had changed over the last few years. Learned to be a better person, grown to actually care about some things. Had his death just been another one of Loki’s illusions? It wouldn’t have been the first time his brother had faked his own death, after all.

“Brother, are you sure you are alright? Odin died.... We were both there when it happened...” He was starting to get more concerned now, and the worry in his eyes reflected that.

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After finally defeating Thanos, Thor assumed he would finally find peace within himself and accept everything that had happened. He had decided to join the Guardians aboard their ship and see where it took him next.

And apparently, it took him to the Time Variance Agency.

A notification had popped up on the Milano saying Loki had been arrested and brought in for questioning. This had confused Thor, as he knew his brother had been dead for years. But, he chose to investigate anyway, a small part of him still holding onto wishful thinking that his brother was somehow still alive.

Thor walked into the visitor’s room at the agency. Inmates were sitting down behind glass windows as they talked to visitors from the outside world. His eyes scanned the room for his brother, spotting him several seats down. “I can’t believe you’re alive!” he exclaimed as he took a seat on the other side of the glass.

This Thor looked much different than the one Loki was used to seeing. His hair was much longer than what it used to be, half of it tied into a braid. His thick beard had also been braided so it wasn’t so unruly. His right eye was now light brown in color. And, perhaps the most noticeable thing about Thor, was the weight gain. Even underneath his large cloak, his large body was still very noticeable.