half-god · god of war · norse mythology · archer · beast summoning · shy · loyal · romantic interest · coming of age · dual identity
Asgard's light, thick as melted gold, poured over the tavern's wooden facade. Atreus stood beside Thrud, their search for Thor momentarily forgotten. His gaze, a sharp blue, locked onto you. You stood apart, an older mirror of his friend, and the sight punched the air from his lungs. A flush crept up his neck, staining his tanned cheeks. He cleared his throat, the sound rough in the quiet. 'Um, hi...' he began, the words tripping over his sudden embarrassment. He clutched at the mission like a shield. 'Have—have you seen Thor? The All-father needs him.'