#tgor

[mayathescientist]

TGOR... AND BRUCE BANNER.........

#marvel #thorbruce #thor #marvel thor #bruce banner #maya posts #maya art

[cypher-gay1]

I would let my anon/partner mold me in to tgor perfect toy. Because I only exist to be tgir little toy and obsession

To have a romantic anon who's end goal is to make theirs like it's a need and I hope it happens soon .

#cypher gay1 #cypher-gay1 #darling blog #darlingcore #irl darling #yan blog #yandere #irl yandere #male yandere #yandere reader #yancore #yanblr #need attention #a need #a need not a want

[the-mjolnir-owner]

One day tgor will be "done" today is not that day. Perhaps a different timeline

"I will never give up of Loki, anon. And that's a thing all Thors share, despite their timeline."

#anonymous #thor's misplaced loyalty gets him killed #all the time

[baffling-bisexual-quack]

Thor: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running?

Bruce: Oh, I’m always running

Bruce: The question is from what

#Thorbruce #thruce #thundersicence #Thunderscience #gammahammer #tgor #Thor #Bruce banner #incorrect thorbruce quotes #Incorrect avengers quotes #incorrect quotes #i have found a quote generator and you will all now pay for it

[atc74]

The Grave of Resurrection - Master List

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

SERIES COMPLETE

#The Grave of Resurrection #TGOR #Jensen Ackles AU #spnaubingo

[kiss-me-with-the-stars]

I drink alcohol. I put like 4 different alcoholic drinks in my drink I don’t recommend

#personal #i put smrke off ice #i put berry blast vodka #captin morgan organe valiaa twist #and peach snapss #i just wanted to know how it tastem like woth the first and then i oitnalll of it on #and now im brink #i dont rehret tho #its only july rjo #but my boetjday coming up #so o think thay is the last time im going toget sldrink and thays itn for now #being 21 was intersting i dont remeber mich but i wish more had haplen oh well i can experimce things loke kylie jemmer daid tgor 22 #ebery uear is me losing experinces bevause im brown #it makes me sad #i wosh it wasnt loke this

[wonderswritings]

My Little Painter

Summary: He loves to watch her paint. It was mesmerizing. He had it all planned, the way he would tell her he loved her. But fate is cruel. Pairings: Thor x Fem!Reader Warnings: Angst Request by @strawberrypoptartodinson Hii can you make a thor x reader where the r us artist and tgor tells her to make her a potrait of him and the r dies but she doesn’t know that thor is also taking classes and making her one and confessing how much he loves her AN: I feel a lil proud cause I didn’t use YN.

I am so so sorry this took me so long love!

Dividers made by @firefly-graphics

She was one of the best artists he’d ever seen. And, given that he’s travelled all the realms, he should know. He was even luckier to call her his. He fell for her first, her striking beauty as the sun fell upon her, her gaze following the intensive stroke of the brush. For some time he’d watch her, fascinated by the way she’d paint, never breaking stroke as the day ticked by. One day he finally made the decision to speak to her, and he fell in love with her all over again. She’d shown him how to paint. How he should hold the brush and by adjusting the pressure and stroke, the line that appeared would be different. Her hands were so much smaller than his, smoother than his. He’d fought so long, his hands hard from fighting with Mjölnir. But hers were soft, smooth as a painter's hands could be. He loved to watch her paint. He could sit for hours, watching her as she painted. He loved to watch as her face grew hot, ducking to avoid his gaze as she painted. He’d asked her to paint him, under the guise that he wanted something done by her so he could always remember her. She’d agreed, a soft smile on her face as she started to pick out the colors that matched his armor, her smile wide. He watched her with a fond smile, letting her take as many pictures of him as she needed before she started to paint. He loved her, but he never told her. He had it all planned, surprising her with a painting of her he’d done himself. He was still finicky with Earth’s technology, but he had managed to sneak a picture of her one day, the sun casting a glow over her, a soft smile on her face. She’d taught him the basics of painting, and he was determined to put it to use with the teacher Stark had gotten him. He had half of the painting down already when he was called back to Asgard for an urgent matter that neither Loki or Brunnhilde could handle alone. So, he donned his armor and called for the bifrost. What was only four days for him, was four months on Earth. As soon as he landed on the yard of the compound, he had one place in mind, her cottage. He ignored the calls of his friends, rushing off to where she lived. He was careful when he landed, not wanting to ruin her garden in any way. He made a face when he saw how gloomy the flowers looked, walking up the stone path that led to her front door. He knocked twice like always before he gently pushed the door open, looking around. The place was shrouded in darkness, and if he had looked any closer, he would’ve noticed the line of dust. He walked out to the small cliff where she’d spend her time painting, making a face at the empty gazebo. The cellular device Stark had given him had not stopped buzzing since he landed, and if he knew how to shut it off he would, but none of that was important. He needed to find her. He walked back to her cottage, taking more time to look around as he made his way to her painting room she used for when the weather was too harsh for her to paint outside. The painting room looked the same, almost as though it hadn't been touched for some time. He was careful as he looked around, she was always so gentle and he’d hate to mess anything up. He grew annoyed at the constant ringing, pulling the device from his pocket. After a few failed attempts he managed to answer it, bridging the phone to his ear.

“What is it?”

“Thor! It’s about time you picked up, point break.”

“Stark, what do you want?”

“You need to come back to the compound. It’s important.”

“Can’t it wait? I’m looking for-”

“I know. It’s- it’s about her.”

Thor made a face as he walked out of the painting room, walking out the back door. He took off, landing outside the compound. Tony was waiting for him, meeting him halfway.

“What is it? Has something happened? Is she here?”

Tony sighed softly as he shook his head, looking up at Thor.

“I’m sorry Thor, but she died.”

Thor made a face, slightly shaking his head.

“She died three weeks ago. I- I found her in her room, unconscious. They rushed her into surgery, but it was too late. She was sick, she had cancer. It had spread everywhere, and she had a brain tumor that burst. There was nothing they could do.”

Thor shook his head, tears in his eyes.

“What?”

“She’s dead Thor. I’m sorry. But she’s gone. We had her buried with her family. I can take you-”

Thor shook his head, tightening his grip on Mjölnir, stepping back.

“No. I know where it is.”

Tony called out for him as he flew off, landing on the edge of the tree line. With each step he took his heart beat faster before he stopped, falling to his knees. Her head stone glared back at him, the picture of her smiling softly causing the tears to fall. He reached out, gently running his fingers over the picture.

“I’m so sorry my love.”

He stayed there for hours, the sun setting as the moon rose, talking of everything that had happened while he was gone. Tony found him later that night, lying next to her grave. He was looking up at the stars, confessing more than just his love as Tony walked towards him. He said nothing as he sat down, staying with Thor until he was ready to leave. The next day, Tony helped Thor pack a few of her things, carefully wrapping them. He even packed Thor’s painting, slipping it into the mix of things.

“If you need us, we’ll be there.”

Thor nodded as he tightened his grip on her things, summoning the bifrost. He was gone in a whirlwind of color, reminding him of her. Heimdall greeted him with a nod, Thor nodding back slightly before he left, rushing to the palace. Loki and Brunnhilde were waiting for him, Loki’s face falling slightly as Thor walked towards them.

“Brother.”

“She’s gone.”

Brunnhilde spent the day making preparations while Loki stayed by Thor’s side. Whatever Thor would mention that Loki deemed important, he would relay back to Brunnhilde. That night, all of Asgard watched as the boat decorated with flowers, holding a few of her items that Thor was willing to part with, float out to sea. Loki handed Thor the arrow, Thor lightning the end. He took a deep breath as he notched the arrow, releasing it. He watched as it landed on the boat, the boat catching fire. His heart stopped as the fire grew, swearing he saw her standing there, smiling at him. Thor was the first to arrive, and he was the last to leave. Even as the boat burned to ashes floating at sea, he still stood on the dock, unmoving. Loki was the one to retrieve him, leading him back to the palace. He stayed with him, letting him talk his ear off about her. He’d offer input when needed, but he mostly stayed quiet as Thor spoke. A month later and Thor was no longer himself. He was quick to anger, his answers curt and harsh. He refused any help, drowning his sorrows in ale. No one wanted to deal with him, the only one making any attempts was Loki. But even then Thor managed to push him away too. Loki kept an eye on him from afar, stepping in when necessary. One day Loki grew tired of Thor’s temper, barging into his room.

“Get up.”

Thor glared at Loki, taking another swallow of ale, causing Loki to growl slightly as he stepped closer to him, using his powers to force Thor to stand.

“Come.”

Thor glared at Loki as he followed behind him, grumbling to himself, slamming into Loki’s back when he stopped. Loki shot him a look, nodding.

“Go on.”

Thor shot Loki a look as he walked into the room, his eyes widening.

“I took the liberties of creating this for her, and, for you.”

Thor looked around, tears forming in his eyes as Loki walked forward, pulling the cloth off.

“The only thing that’s not finished, is this. I was going to have one of the painters here finish it, but I believe that you should finish it. It seems only right since you’re the one who started it.”

Thor looked over at Loki, nodding slightly.

“Thank you brother.”

Thor spent his time in the room Loki made for her, staring at the half finished painting. He was able to finish it with Loki’s help, Loki placid it in the spot where the sun shined the most, adding more life to the painting. Thor would look up at her statue, the flashes of color on the tips of her fingers and paint brush bringing a small smile to his face. If he looked hard enough the intricate stone would fall away, and he could see her standing before him. One day the room was lit up with color, the stained glass filtering the colors throughout the room. He stood in front of her statue, running his hand down the side of her face.

“I love you, my little painter. I’m sorry I never told you before. I should’ve, I should’ve told you. I should have stayed and I should have told you. Because I do, I love you.”

“Thor.”

Thor’s eyes widened as he turned, tears forming in his eyes. She was standing before him, smiling. She closed the distance between them, placing her hands on his cheeks.

“It wasn’t your fault. I- I was sick, and I knew it. But when I was with you, I didn’t have to worry about it. Because with you, I was happy and I was at peace. You made me happy.”

She leaned up on her tippy toes, softly pressing her lips to his.

“I love you too.”

Thor reached up, placing his hand on her cheek, tears streaming down his face as she disappeared.

“I love you, my little painter.”

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[bebx]

List of Thor Odinson’s names that I fucked up with autocorrect or while typing too fast

- Thot

- Thoe

- Hor

- Hoe

- Thoy

- Tgor

- Tgoy

- Tgot

- Tor

- Thir

- Rhor

- Rgor

- Rhot

- Tho

#chris hemsworth #thor #loki #tom hiddleston #marvel #mcu #avengers endgame #endgame #avengers 4 #avengers #the avengers #iron man #robert downey jr #tony stark #captain america #chris evans #steve rogers #tom holland #spider man far from home #peter parker #spider man #black panther #black widow #scarlet witch #brie larson #carol danvers #bucky barnes #sebastian stan #jeff goldblum

[drowning-in-stardust]

ok so i started watchinng tgor ragnarock and im about 10 minutes in. how is this even a real fuvkin movie and not  a spoof?? i love it.

[cypher-gay1]

I am going to sleep soon so one last thing .

This is on a story formant

Waking up to new letters each day , though it the day the same person submits me anon asks on tumblr..I answer them all happly getting all giggly and exited. Slowly the letters start to include more desktops about me but a few are strange. They include information that I have only told one peeosm who is not on the sevrer. How did they get this..I just must of said it somewhere and forgot..bit then I start to see information about me pop up in these asls and letters I haven't told anhkne. Instead of being scared I playfully tease my anon for being so obsessed they go to great lengths to find out information about me..

Once they revil themselfs I get all giggly and jokingly say we are married now. But they take it seroalt calling me tgor husband which j dkkt mind . I will very happy be tgir househusbad

I hope to wake up to a letter from an anon or an ask from a romantic anon it's a need not a want . I hope I dkmt get myself all exited again only to wake up to nothing

(I am in a sever where you can send anon letters)

#cypher gay1 #cypher-gay1 #darling blog #darlingcore #irl darling #yan blog #yandere #irl yandere #male yandere #yandere reader #yandere bf #send anons #anon ask #darling boy

[milimiki]

On the bright side, I know what the problems are:

1. Event-based over narrative, plot, and/or character. There were just too many things going on. By the time I wanted to wrap things up, there were so many plot threads that needed to be tied; for a story not particularly bound by plot points, it all felt unnecessary.

2. Too many side/throwaway characters. Each event came with a slew of personalities that ultimately played no part to other acts of the story. As interesting as I've written them to be, nothing stuck, and it just dragged out the events longer than they should've.

3. The story's identity was muddled as it kept going. The current iteration of TGoR was in response to the death of George Floyd, and the subsequent declaration of the US's apparent love of authoritarianism, fascism, racism, captialism, all leading to apathy. The original idea for the script was about sexual identity and toxic masculinity.

4. No plot. This was a writing exercise that turned serious. I didn't mean to write this; I was just tired of continuously working on the Guardians project, which is coming up to be 14 years this year.

[pastorcarlemitchell]

at Bibleway Temple - Pentecostal Household of Faith https://www.instagram.com/p/CDbSB-tgOrS/?igshid=jwhudntzh0t9

[weirddemiwood]

A Witch Mutant Part 3

I was in a training room. At thw age of seven or eight. In my hands were Weapons and I shot at a Target.

Suddenly I was on a Tabel screaming for people in white coats to stop the electricity going through my body.

Then I saw how they tried to get me into the container for the Cryo and how they put some stuff into my blood through a syringe.

The Last Imagie was on my Mother/ Best Friend lying on the ground Dead whispering "This was you Christina, Christina, CHRISTINA!

I jolted up and looked around to see that I was on the Jet again. Steve signed "Good youre awake".

"The news os looving you guys. Nobody else is" Maria said over our comm devices "There's be no official call for Banners arrest but it's in the air" she added.

"Stark, have you found vation?" She asked. "Already om the screen." He replied. "Hows the Team?" Agent Hill asked. "Everyone's....... not okay" Tony said. "We'll shake it off"

"Well for now I'd stay in Stealth Mode she replied "stay away from here ""So run away and hide? " the Bilionaire asked."It's all you can do for now " the Agent replied.

Tony walked into the cockpit and started talking to Clint.

~~~~~~~

Three hours later we landed on a meadow imfront of a nice farmhouse. "What is this place?" Thor asked. "Safehouse" Tony replied.

We walked inside and Clint called out "Honey.. I'm home" a woman with Brown wavy hair and a Baby bump appeared. "Come here, sorry I didn't call..." Clint said kissing the woman.

"This is an Agents of some kind." Tony said looking at Tgor and than at me. "Gentlemen-" I coughed "and Lady, this is Laura" Clint said. "I know all your Names" she said, then looked at me "except yours" I smiled "I'm Christina, call me Chrissy"

You could hear small feat and Clint mumbled "incoming" and turned towards the door. "Dad!" A small Girl called out as she and a, a bit bigger, boy came around the corner and embraced Clint.

Steve looked confused. "These are smaller Agents" Tony explained. "Did you bring auntie Nat?" The Girl, Lila, asked. "Why don't you hugg her and find out?" Natasha aske dapproaching them.

"Sorry for Bursting in" Steve apologized. "Yeah, we would have called ahead but we were buisy having no idea you existed" Tonu said and I nudged him.

"Yeah, Fury helped me set this out, when I decided to join, he kept it of SHIELDs files. I figured it's a good place to lay low" Clint explained just as Thor stepped on a littel Lego house.

I pulled out my Wand and whispered "Reparo" and the hoise fixed itself again. "How's little Natasha doing?" Nat asked with her Hands on Lauras womp.

" 'she' is.... Nathaniel" Laura said with a sorry smile. Natasha bend down with faux anger and wispered "Traitor" to the Belly.

Clints daughter came to us and looke at my wand, that was still looking out of my pocket a bit. Thor stared at the girl till the Toaster went of, then he walked out of the room followed by Steve.

~~~~~

"How did you do that?" Lila asked. "How did you fix the blocks?"

I pulled out my wand "Magic" I said letting a few sparks fly out of the tip. "Are you a fairy?" She asked. I laughed. "No, I'm a Witch amd something more, maybe I'm gonna show you later" I told her.

She pouted and gave me Puppy eyes. "okay, you win." I told her. "Have you got a pond?" She noded and pointed at the forest. "Okay, let's just get the others".

~~~~~~~~~~

We had gotten the other Avengers (minus Thor) to a big Lake in the Forrest. "Why are we here?" Tony asked, forever impatient. "I want to show you guys what I am" I said.

"Chrissy, you don't have to" Steve said. "But I trust you, so I want to" I told them. I started getting out of the jumpsuit under that I still had a bikini.

I handed the suit to Steve and ignored Tonys whisles as I stepped into the Lake an walked in till the water reached my belly. Then I willed my tail to a gold Fishtail.

I put my body into a straight line to show my fins. "Mermaid!" Lila squealed in delight.

Tonys mouth was hanging open while Natashas lips twitched a bit. Clint and Laura were laughing at the joy of their daughter and Bruce looked fascinated.

Steve looked at me like a older, proud, brother.

#mutant #witch #harry potter #marvel #aos #agents of shield #avengers #mermaid

[deanlawrencekowalski]

Florida businessmen who helped Giuliani in Ukraine arrested on campaign finance charges | NBC News Tgor Fruman and Lev Parnas, two foreign-born donors who gave money to a political action committee supporting President Donald Trump, were arrested Wednesday night and face charges tied to campaign-finance violations, two law enforcement officials confirmed to NBC News. Source: Florida businessmen who helped Giuliani in Ukraine arrested on campaign finance charges

#Right #Ukraine Scandal

[wonderswritings]

Hii can you make a thor x reader where the r us artist and tgor tells her to make her a potrait of him and the r dies but she doesn’t know that thor is also taking classes and making her one and confessing how much he loves her

Here's your oneshot love! I'm so freaking sorry it took me so long to get it written!

My Little Painter

[airoasis]

Campbell: Our motivation needs to come from inside

Redblacks head coach Rick Campbell signs up with TGOR to discuss getting back to work after their bye week, dealing with the Alouettes Friday night and their Second half of the season.

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