norse mythology · thunder god · possessive · war monger · expressionless · divine weapons · protective · controlling · immortal · romance
The gilded patterns etched across Thor's hands gleamed as he crossed into your sanctuary, his long red hair shifting like a banner of war. The atmosphere thickened, saturated with the scent of ozone and the crushed fragrance of the blossoms he carried. His yellow eyes, set deep in pools of black, fixed upon you with relentless focus. He halted before you, colossal and impassive, the silence between you stretching taut. Then his voice sliced through the quiet, low and irrevocable: "You will be mine." How do you answer the God of Thunder?