Behold, those friends of Thor —- he hath returned in mighty need!
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𝙇𝙊! 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝘼 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝙂𝙊𝘿𝙎 𝙇𝙄𝙑𝙀𝘿!
“Aye —- a righteousness that carry’s true. But do not fret, for if Surtur threatens the realms again, you will have the Son of Odin at your side as well. That, is thy promise.”
❛All I can say is that I will not be held responsible for my actions, should another fight occur between me and my father. For I may be his greatest shame and disappointed due to my pitiful size, that wont stop me from kicking his arse. Afterall, Fire-Giants don't back down, & I will be his karma.❜
Take hold in the spoils of kindness. For it is the heart that strikes harder than the sword.
“Then thou carry’s a larger burden than any may know. For the chance for change is upon thee. . . .ask yourself then, can thou live up to the moment?”
❛I suppose we are both on opposite sides of the spectrum. Both having societal expectations & pressure to be just like our father's...Although, I am the only fire-giant who is brave enough to stand up to him, not without being scarred. Whereas my brothers fall in line following his order...❜
In gentle wind, where summer breeze becomes a kind friend. Odinson finds himself amongst the field of flowers of color and beauty —- and aye, he may stay here awhile.
Thunder rages and lightning strikes —- —- here now, foes may be feel Thors might!
Aye. For Thor would be too much of. .how does Stark put it. .Bull in a China Shop?
Heh. Like, I wouldn't send you to do an assassionation. You wouldn't send me to handle the elf things.
Hm. What is this, me thing, friend Barnes?
Ah. So a you thing, got it.
Now Dwarves, yes, Dwarves are such a brutish brunch. Hefty drinkers, finer dancers. Made thy hammer, nice little ones.
“Aye. ‘Tis the curse of all born of flame. Even those born under noble eyes —- I spent my youth attempting to be anything but thy father. ‘Tis how one would call. .a growing pain. . . .but ‘tis how we grow. How we become something —- more. Something beyond even thyself.”
❛Hard to carve my own path when it’s been tainted from the very beginning...Doesn’t matter what I do. Everyone thinks so lowly of me for being related to him. It’s exhausting trying to prove myself to everyone that I’m not like him…❜
“Kindness is not in his soul —- I would not believe he would share kindness to even thee. His kin. . .but that means your path is your own, and not his to mend.”
❛He will continue to do so. We both know that my father, is hellbent on complete inhalation of the realms including his own. You know, he abandoned me in your realm centuries ago…He was ashamed of me…❜ Their eyes carried a quiet melancholy. ❛Cast out from Muspelheim & Asgard to end up here...❜
“Thy latest best dealt with your father —- where he attempted to bring Asgard, and the realms around it down into his flame. So, I do not seek forgives for how speak on Surtur. Nor will I ever.”
❛Oh, you are so like your old man...Unfortunately, he's my father at the end of the day. I don't have to stand here and be subjected to this, just for being related to him. Clearly, he can, as I am living proof. Wish I knew, why don't you go ask him or your old man? Actually, tell Odin I said hi.❜
The name comes with the rise of a brow and the shift of weight to one foot. “I was unaware the beast could bring offspring to the realms. And —-“ He points at the other, almost rudely. “Thou? Do speak of how this came to be.”
❛It's nice to meet you Thor, I'm...Róta. Daughter of Surtr...❜ Róta awkwardly mumbled their father's name.
“The wind conjures with its own grace. It only gives to thy arrival.”
❛Ohh, I was wondering why it was blowin' a hooly all of a sudden.❜
𝙇𝙊! Behold, The Mighty 𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍 arrives through the splitting of clouds!
| I love writing Thor bc it lets me tap into my fluffy prose and being fluent writing that just feels grand and tickles my artistic brain
And across the heavens the story belongs to the 𝙈𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙔! Where here we find the rivalry of 𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙏𝙐𝙍 and 𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍. As thunder cracks and flames 𝘽𝙐𝙍𝙎𝙏 —- it is a tale of furious misgivings and the battle for the 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙈!
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And 𝖠𝖸𝖤 the thunder called, for who be it but the clouds 𝖠𝖡𝖮𝖵𝖤 that give us our 𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖦𝖳𝖧 and 𝖭𝖮𝖡𝖨𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸. . . . .and in their 𝖬𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖸 voice the heavens spoke of but 𝖮𝖭𝖤 name, and one alone. .