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#janefosterweek day 1 - space

They say there are two gateway sciences: space and dinosaurs. For Jane Foster, there was never a choice. She’s never liked things with sharp teeth.

Six-month-old Jane bats at the mobile above her cot. It’s expensive but well made, a gift from a great-aunt who has never had children. Stars and planets bounce and sway in the breeze from an open window as Jane sticks one foot inside her mouth and inspects her sky.

Four-year-old Jane sees a shooting star for the very first time from her bedroom window. It’s long past midnight and the house is dark and quiet. The impulse that got her out of bed and tiptoeing across the room has long since vanished. She doesn’t make a wish — her mother has no time to teach her silly superstitions — but she wonders how it would feel to fly.

Seven-year-old Jane can’t wait for winter. Night comes early; the stars are out before bedtime. “Just ten more minutes,” she begs, a constellation map spread over her lap, fingers leaving marks on the breath-fogged window. “The big dipper is almost out.” Sometimes she wins a reprieve; sometimes she doesn’t, and in her dreams, she races point to point across the sky.

Eleven-year-old Jane doesn’t like space. She likes boys and fashion and makeup and all the other things her friends say are normal. She’s not weird. She isn’t. Her books collect dust in the corner of her room.

Fourteen-year-old Jane has had enough of fitting in, of pretending to be ‘normal’. She’s smarter than all the boys in her class; it’s not her fault they can’t do math. She unearths her old books and buys more from the second-hand store with money saved from baby-sitting until her bookshelves overflow. Her so-called friends label her ‘weird’; she finds a new place to sit at lunch. There’s a boy who likes plants and a girl who likes stories: with a book or two apiece, they take up a whole table together and trade interesting facts over sandwiches.

Eighteen-year-old Jane has a scholarship to Culver University and has never felt so excluded. Apparently, girls study biology, not physics; she wins class hottie four years running but never gets a say in group projects. She wins an internship with Erik Selvig who encourages her to keep studying. First, her Masters, then her Doctorate — her supervisor calls her unconventional but talented, her peers call her a crackpot, but her math is perfect so her conclusions are airtight.

Thirty-year-old Jane is running out of grant money when she spots something in the sky above New Mexico…

Jane Foster Week Day One: Space

A/N: Oh boy have I been looking forward to this so much for the last month and a half. :D I can’t believe the time has finally come, but here we are.

This first ficlet is a continuation to a drabble I wrote several years ago. It can be read here. The idea was that Jane accidentally sent herself to Jotunheim, where Loki has taken over and become king. This is what happens after he finds Jane and takes her back with him.

Hope you enjoy!

.01 Space

Jane woke up on a plushy mattress an indeterminable amount of time after blasting herself to an alien planet and being captured by the king. She was almost convinced it had been a dream when she heard the crackling fire (her lab did not have a fireplace) and remembered her bed was a secondhand cot in a dingy trailer. She opened her eyes and took in deep green sheets on a bed the size of a football field.

The room was even bigger and filled with ancient Norwegian artifacts, from the wall carvings to the decorative wooden shields. It was like one of those historical recreations they kept in museums. Except Jane doubted those phony beds stuffed with straw would ever be so comfortable as this.

The color scheme was decidedly green, with a little black and gold thrown in for good measure. Jane glanced down at herself and sighed with relief that she was still dressed. There had been no ‘bathe her and bring her to me’ nonsense. At least, not yet.

She was alone as far as she could tell. In a room this big, there was no way to be sure. The fire brightened as if aware she was awake and needed more light.  It provided more than any fire should be capable of. She’d have to ask someone about that, she thought dimly, assuming this apparent hospitality wasn’t a ploy to bring her guard down. Devouring your prey was easy if they didn’t struggle.

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i don’t remember much about the first two thor movies bc i’ve seen each of them maybe once, but i either remember jane wearing a flannel at some point or i’m just imagining it in my head bc wow what a Concept… she strikes me as gay lads. so that’s why she and thor broke up. and she’s totally valid bc having a crush on thor is wlw culture

I really need the credits scene on Ragnarok to be a close-up shot of sensible boots walking down an alley and stopping at the remains of Mjolnir, then a woman’s hand picking up the handle, the pieces slowly reform around it as it’s lifted into the air, we see glimpses of the red cape, flowing hair, and helmet amid flashes of lightning, and then Mjolnir, whole once more, lifted high, and Natalie Portman’s voice saying “the world will always need a Thor” and then Thor will return end movie

Jack and Aishi Age Gap Discussion

Okay, before people talk about the whole age difference between Aishi and Jack, keep in mind:

Ferb and vanessa hooked up and there was like a 4 year age difference

Originally posted by perrybearwaks

Aang and Katara hooked up, and Aang was older then her by a 100 years 

Originally posted by mikasaharuno007

And Rose is older then Greg by over 5000 years!!!!

Originally posted by zamasu

Flynn is older then Rapunzel by 6 years  

Originally posted by dailyrapunzel

Thor is older then Jane by 1000′s of years 

Originally posted by faeryaeryn

Note: I’m honestly not sure how to feel about the Jack and Aishi romance

what I desperately crave is more friendships between marvel women.

Natasha and Wanda have regular movie nights together (Natasha loves action comedies and Wanda likes fantasy or scifi best. They have a list with movies that fall into both genres)

Maria and Pepper hang out after business meetings and drink wine when Tony has been particularly extra. You can’t tell me that Betty Ross, Helen Cho and Jane Foster don’t meet up over science business. Darcy has tagged all pictures of them together as #yeahsciencebitch!

Sharon and Natasha go to the same gym. They spar as often as possible and keep track of their scores. Wanda also tags along sometimes to pick up some of their moves.

All the ladies have a groupchat where they can exchange workplace gossip and bitch about their dramatic male coworkers. Lady Sif and Gamora are somehow in that group, too.

Conversations between characters #2
  • Jane: Why have you started watching the weather channel so much lately?
  • Thor: I like to see where the meteorologists predict sunshine and then make it rain there. It is most entertaining to see the confusion on their faces.
  • Jane: Why would you do that?
  • Thor: ...
  • Thor: I miss my brother.