open panfandom log. because reasons.

[rockstark]

WHAT: It's a party at a rich dude's house!
WHEN: Sometime after Avengers, but spoilers can be avoided on request - just make a note in the comment header.
WHO: Tony Stark and YOU! And a bajillion of his closest, drunkest NPC friends.
WHERE: Tony's sweet pad in Malibu.
WHY: This is panfandom, we do what we want. Don't even bother explaining why or how you got here, just SHOW UP AND PARTY. Threadjack at will! Just please regard people's requests for spoiler-free threads, if you can. :D

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[not_just_science]

You had to do it to save Asgard?

[Her face starts to crumble. The choice he'd had to make. All this time she'd wondered what had happened, but she hadn't imagined anything like this. Her heart broke thinking of the decision he'd had to make. She brings her free hand up to touch his cheek]

You did the right thing.

[godoftableflips]

Not Asgard - Jotunheim. My brother meant to wipe out the entire realm of the frost giants. His own people. [ He turns his face against her palm as well, eyes dropping ] I once clamored for their demise as well, but I was wrong to wish for it as I did.

But it seems this was only the beginning of his madness.

[not_just_science]

[She shakes her head a little, giving his hand a squeeze]

It's over, now. You were able to stop him - to stop whatever war he was trying to start.

[godoftableflips]

I merely wish I could have thwarted his plans before he carried them this far.

[not_just_science]

Thor, you can't see into the future or read minds. You had no way of knowing what he was planning. [She presses her hand into his cheek, trying to get him to look at her]

I'm just glad you're safe.

[godoftableflips]

[ That draws his eyes back up to hers, and he'll just take a moment to enjoy tracing over her features, comparing them to his memory of her. Nope, real thing is better. ] You need not fear for me, Jane Foster.

[not_just_science]

Maybe not. [She smiles, brushing her thumb against his cheekbone.] But I still do.

[Going up on tiptoes, she gently presses her lips against his. She can still hardly believe he's here. All that time spent searching for him and she's finally back in his arms. It just feels too perfect.]

[godoftableflips]

[ The bold gesture happily reminds him of the last moment they saw each other, and he twines an arm around her waist tightly, hardly so gentle in returning the kiss. He's loath to draw away, but keeps his forehead close to hers when he finally does, speaking her name in a hushed tone that sounds almost reverential. Which is an... interesting reversal, really. ]