Loki sat in the living room, a
sharp contrast to the cheerful décor in his signature black, trying not to sigh
with boredom whilst Odin ripped into a hungover Thor yet again.
“I’ve had had it up to here with your
immaturity and your recklessness!” the old man shouted whilst his wife lingered
in the background, ready to step in if things went too far. “Do you have any
idea how many favours I had to call in just so that the police wouldn’t press
charges?! Do you honestly think you will get into any decent college with that sort
of drunken buffoonery on your record?!”
“I’m sorry, father. I wasn’t
“Exactly!” Odin roared. “You
weren’t thinking! You never think things through. You only care about having ‘fun’
in the moment, consequences be damned. Well, I have had enough! You are
grounded until you graduate!!”
“Odin…” Frigga chided quietly
before Thor had a chance to object.
“Fine,” Odin grumbled. “A month,
then. And after that you will have a strict curfew. Home by eight every
evening. No excuses.”
“Father! You can’t be serious!”
Thor whined, failing to know when to keep his mouth shut.
“Deadly serious,” Odin shot back.
“You will be home by eight. You will eat dinner, you will do your homework, and
you will go to bed at a reasonable hour.”
“And have no social life! If you
wanted me to become like Loki so badly why didn’t you just say so?” Thor
grumbled petulantly, sparing a glare at his brother sitting quietly at the
other end of the couch.
Frigga whispered in Odin’s ear
and Odin smirked.
“Very well,” Odin murmured before
turning back to address his son. “Your mother has thought of reasonable
compromise.” Thor perked up, shifting to the edge of his seat. “You can go to parties on the weekend… when your brother does.”
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“I just think complexity in any character, for me whatever I’m watching, is the most thrilling kind of relatable thing. The thing about human beings is that they are constantly inconstant. We all have nobility in us, we all have moments of weakness, we all say things we don’t mean, we all do things we wish we hadn’t done and then there are days when we are amazing. We are the best version of ourselves.”
sam is the resident bird nerd expert (he and clint make up the only two members of the school’s birdwatching club)
he’s probably the more sensitive artistic type but he has a killer swing in baseball
thor is the school’s biggest football player. i’d bet money he’s a linebacker
but he’s also fucking adorable?? like a six foot ray of sunshine
he’s probably had a crush on sam since third grade and everyone knows about it but sam
(they share a mutual friend in steve, who is both on the football team and in sam’s art class)
(steve is probably the one trying to convince thor to ask sam out and also dropping really unsubtle hints to sam himself)
eventually thor musters up the courage to ask sam to prom (cliche?? of course did u expect anything else) and sam’s like what the fuck is happening
want to take me
thor [standing in the middle of the corridor, accidentally blocking the way for the other students, smiling brightly but also pink in the face and with his hands tucked into his back pockets bc he’s nervous]: um
sam [wide-eyed and blinking rapidly]: uh……….ok
(cue walking away from each other pretending not to be looking over their shoulders even though they totally are)
they go to prom
probably get voted cutest couple or some shit at some point
thor walks sam home
sam forgot his jacket so he ends up wearing thor’s
it is, of course, several sizes too large
they probably end up hovering awkwardly at sam’s front door before sam hops up on his toes and gives thor a quick kiss on the lips before rushing inside