— IIDUNN Norse Goddess of Youth & Spring & Keeper of the Golden Apples.
In her casket has rich store Of rare apples gilded o’er; Those rare apples, not of Earth, Ageing Æsir give fresh birth.
Friendly reminder to always be kind to one another. The roleplay community is tantamount to a family. We might not always agree, but we should always be supportive and respectful of each other.
indie semi-selective Astoria Greengrass
SIC ITUR AD ASTRA THUS YOU SHALL GO TO THE STARS
Painting commission of the Norse Goddess, Iðunn- for tumblr user iidunn! :)
Truthfully, Loki had considered ignoring the text like all the others that had come before it. The phone calls were easier to ignore, not having to listen to what Thor wanted to say if he didn’t answer. After a week of crashing on friend’s sofas and ignoring Thor, however, Loki was tired. If he didn’t tell Thor in person to give it up then he never would. That was his reasoning for giving in and finally meeting up with him, he told himself.
“I’m here. What do you want, Thor?” he asked with a sigh, keeping a bit of distance between them, though he doubted that Thor would let that last. The more distance between them the longer that Loki would be able to resist giving into anything foolish.
He’d let himself get caught once, and once was too many times in his book. Loki had no intentions of letting the same thing happen twice, even if Thor was an excellent kisser(though he’d never tell the blond. His ego was big enough already.), and every night since he’d lain awake wishing they hadn’t been interrupted.
Relief flooded across Thor’s countenance the moment he heard his brother’s familiar voice. He stubbed out the cigarette and tossed it aside. “Loki,” he then breathed, tongue darting out across his chapped lips. “I was worried.” The distance between them was noted, but in a rare moment of tact Thor didn’t mention it. That did not stop him stepping closer, however, hand reaching out to lightly brush the other’s neck. If he had it his way, there would never be distance between them.
Who cared what others thought? What their--- his father thought?
They had been warned in no uncertain terms to end it... Thor had absolutely no intention of doing so. “You missed me,” he stated confidently, voice a low rumble, daring Loki to protest. “Don’t lie to me, brother. Don’t tell me this isn’t what you want.”
Thor has come so far from Thor 1 where he was literally willing to start a war because his coronation got fucked up.
(( do u ever just look at ur muse and just “you make shit decisions” ))
[ No Lokis answered my Thor/ Loki modern AU starter and I am much sad faced like wow screw you Lokis Thor is going to find himself a Jane or a Sif or a Steve. he doesn’t need you. >.> yeshedoes i mean whut ]
[ *shows up 5 days later with a mighty need for Thorki*
hi yes this is how i roll ]
——- OPEN
A careless flick of his calloused thumb set the cigarette to smoulder, lips pursing around the end of the cigarette as he deeply inhaled. If his brother were there, he would be reciting facts belonging to some health and wellbeing pamphlet, numbers and percentages rattled off with ease and interlaced with fond insults... But Loki wasn't there. In truth, Thor hadn't seen him since the night their father caught them. Lip-locked, Loki's back flush with the brick wall by the recycle bins... Thor had called it exciting, exhilarating. Loki had sniffed and made some disdainful comment about how even incest deserved a classier setting. Thor had endeavoured to kiss away every disparaging remark, silencing his brother's sharp tongue with his own.
But Loki wasn't his brother, was he?
Thor hissed as the ash broke away, burning embers hitting his fingers and scattering in the breeze. His thoughts likewise scattered, and he leaned his forehead against the brick wall, his brow creasing as one thought remained.
'Where are you, Loki?'
His chest tightened as he held his phone in his free hand, another call unanswered and a text asking that his broth--- that Loki meet him. Thor had never begged for anything in all his life, but he would beg to know that Loki was safe.
followingisnotmystyle replied to your post “[ I come across as really confident and I’m like ‘OH HI EVERYONE LOOK...”
// dude you're so funny and great, I like you
[ I like me too.
*pets u*
Yes, I will keep this one. Forever. *evil laughter* ♥ ]
[ I ACCEPT, FRIEND, BUT ONLY ON THE CONDITION IT’S LIKE A J.D. AND TURK WORTHY BROMANCE??? BECAUSE THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH OF THOSE OUT THERE IN THE WORLD AND I HAVE A MIGHTYYYY NEED.
lol u get it???
mighty
because thor ]
[ Thor: Let’s face the facts about me and you– A love unspecified. Though I’m proud to call you Barton friend, I fear fate shall bring our kinship to an end. Clint: I feel exactly those feelings too, but with a lot less fancy words. ‘Cause I’m not all that smart, or all that cool, and my favourite jokes are all about birds. Thor and Clint: And it’s plain our guy love, that’s all it is. Guy love, he’s mine I’m his. There’s nothing gay (odd) about it, in out eyes. Clint: When you ask about this thing we share Thor: and he doth reply. Both: It’s GUYY LOVVVEE between two guys.
I mean, lol. What is scrubs.]
cRYING.
Illness themed RP starters!
fxndralthedashing replied to your post “*dramatic entrance* hey what up tumblr??? are you down for some ROLE...”
//Fandral would love to play with your Thor :3
[ Thor says yes, but he insists that Fandral be clothed and proper (as proper as Fandral can be, that is). :3 ]
[ I come across as really confident and I’m like ‘OH HI EVERYONE LOOK AT ME, LOVE ME, MARRY ME’ etc, but like really I’m a shy baby waffle that must be protected at all costs I’m just SAYING. ]
hawwwkeye replied to your post “*dramatic entrance* hey what up tumblr??? are you down for some ROLE...”
[ b ro you just got here no wait come bACK I NEED DUMB FRIEND THINGS WITH A THOR?? ]
[ I ACCEPT, FRIEND, BUT ONLY ON THE CONDITION IT’S LIKE A J.D. AND TURK WORTHY BROMANCE??? BECAUSE THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH OF THOSE OUT THERE IN THE WORLD AND I HAVE A MIGHTYYYY NEED.
lol u get it???
mighty
because thor ]