( loki is complicated, he understands, so it's not a subject he wants to dwell on, especially not when steve reached out to him like this.
the smile that crosses his lips at the mention of thunder is fond, if not a little melancholy. a reminder of what he's lost (even if it's always been part of him). before, that storm might have been his calling card; it still could be if he were anywhere near new york, but โ well, without mjolnir, there's a whole ocean between brooklyn and new asgard. )
Ah, not me, I'm afraid. Were you hoping otherwise?
( it didn't really occur to him until thor asked—that part of him had been hoping—but the ache in his chest is unmistakable. it's not overly strong. a tug of longing, the gentle pang of missing a kindred spirit. the avengers had been his family, but thor had always felt the most like a brother.
of course, thor already had a brother. he probably didn't need another. )
I just always kind of wondered how it worked, you know? Being a god of thunder. Are the storms tied to your moods?
( thor feels it, too, that tug in his chest. the ache of yearning for someone he hadn't realized he'd missed this much (how could he when grief was the only thing he knew how to feel); the longing for the familiarity of steve in the wake of so much loss, a reminder that there is still hope left in the world. )
In a way, yes. Mjolnir was something of a conduit, but I've always had the power within me. The stronger the emotion, the stronger the storm.
( it is a comparatively nice feeling—missing someone who's only separated by distance. someone he can still talk to, even if it's not the same as being in thor's presence, feeling the charge in the air that raises the hairs on the back of steve's arms, as if thor had a cloud of electricity constantly hanging around him.
at least, that's what steve always told himself. )
Is it always negative emotions? Or are happy thunderstorms a thing, too?
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the smile that crosses his lips at the mention of thunder is fond, if not a little melancholy. a reminder of what he's lost (even if it's always been part of him). before, that storm might have been his calling card; it still could be if he were anywhere near new york, but โ well, without mjolnir, there's a whole ocean between brooklyn and new asgard. )
Ah, not me, I'm afraid.
Were you hoping otherwise?
( if he could be, he would be there now. )
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( it didn't really occur to him until thor asked—that part of him had been hoping—but the ache in his chest is unmistakable. it's not overly strong. a tug of longing, the gentle pang of missing a kindred spirit. the avengers had been his family, but thor had always felt the most like a brother.
of course, thor already had a brother. he probably didn't need another. )
I just always kind of wondered how it worked, you know?
Being a god of thunder.
Are the storms tied to your moods?
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In a way, yes. Mjolnir was something of a conduit, but I've always had the power within me.
The stronger the emotion, the stronger the storm.
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at least, that's what steve always told himself. )
Is it always negative emotions?
Or are happy thunderstorms a thing, too?