"Italian sounds great." And to be honest, he didn't miss the food on Asgard very much.

That...she had a point of that. But he had some stashed in his farmhouse if she wished to dine there instead.

He offered a hand to her. "...I hope you don't mind dogs. If you do, I can put Bella out in the shed for a while."

"If she jumps up on you, lift your knee a bit. She knows then to sit and not jump. Just try not to raise your hand to her...she was a rescue from a breeder." Thor wasn't much like he was on Asgard. He wasn't soft by any means but more... Human.

// When autocorrect turns Thor to Thot and you're like

"Don't even start, brother..."

"Of course you didn't.."

He lifted Stevie “Cap” Rogers up by her waist and laid her over his shoulder, carting her off toward the bedroom. They both needed sleep and he knew sometimes he had to drag her off to make sure she got the proper amount. "Say goodnight, Stevie."

He loves his brother but he needs brain bleach now.

"If I would have seen him personally, I would have. Unfortunately her siblings didn't make it long enough to be adopted before they were put down. I came to the shelter the same day she was scehduled to be sent back and decided then and there to take her."

// Update. Since I'm reviving this account and it's been SO DAMN LONG since I've been on here... There are no current SLs or ships associated with this account. Meaning! Everything's open, if you're interested in writing. Drama, action, fluff, smut (Heavy stuff in DMs), etc.

It's almost Christmas.

She needs to teach him how she got her ponytail to stay up that high. Y'know. Asking for a friend.

Perhaps she would like to come perch upon his knee and tell him if she's been a good or bad girl this year? The l a s t thing Thor was, was subtle.

Thor is still confused about most technology. For example. He's trying to search for something that he deems perfectly normal, and ends up getting his computer stuck on numerous porn sites. Then proceeds to go to Loki, holding the laptop out while silently pleading for help.

// I will send your reply as soon as I can, Jo Harvelle. DMs seem to be working but it keeps botching my replies.

He finally decided to venture outside of his home. Anyone miss him?

He's just gonna plop himself down on Bruce Banner ‎✇'s bed and await for him to wander back in. He could've told him that he was coming back for a visit... But where would be the fun in that?

"Feels good to be back."

Well.... Hello again, Twitterverse.