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I was thinking that maybe because Thor inherited his connection to nature from his mother, a jötunn of nature, then perhaps Modi did too. Especially because he's the most like Thor, apperance wise. Tyr would grow a garden in Nýr (New) Asgard in hopes that he could lure his brother out of his shell and reconnect with his past.

He even tried to teach his nephews about the plants as well, but both seemed to not care. But Modi secretly did. He actually remembered how to tell them apart. While Magni didn't care about his "little green shits," he still listened to his brother rambling on and on about them on their missions. Though Modi never dared talk about it with anyone else afraid of what others may say.

Modi always wondered why he liked them so much. In time, maybe he'd figure them out. He felt sort of alone. He wished to share his love of plants with someone else. Oddly enough, one morning as he went to take care of the plants of the garden, he saw his own father taking care of the same garden that he was going to. He hid before Thor could see him. He didn't like being near his father now days even after they made strides in their relationship. But he noticed how his father took care of the plants with such care. Deep down, though he never admit it, he wished he knew how that felt.

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Ahhhh I'm so proud of this one! Though I do hope it seems like Magni is leaning down. Idk if I conveyed that enough with the space I had. I think I would have needed to draw more of the lower body to get that clearly shown but whateverrr.

The man has done MANY mistakes in his life but he will always protect his family. Also random axe lol. I've decided that modi and magni will just come back to life. After ragnorak. I won't explain it. They just do. Soo ye. Also pray for me cause imma so fail this final.

Imma take this time to complain about thor/Kratos ship. HE LITERALLY KILLED HIS SONS HOW CAN THEY BE SHIPPED???

"I'm sorry. "

He whispers it into your hair, his gentle embrace holding you snuggly in his lap. Your head is buried in his shoulder as you cling to him. You feel small and vulnerable in this position. It wouldn't take much for him to crush your curled form like this. But you have never trusted anyone more to be gentle and keep you safe.

"I didn't know...." he trails off before trying again " I won't let it happen again. I never wanted to make you cry. Never." The last part is murmured into your neck as he squeezes you slightly closer.

You fight back more tears as you recall his careless words berating your family tradition. His ignorance was only a small part of the sins he committed with such ease. Insulting your culture and your people, as if he had forgotten they were yours. Apparently he actually had forgotten. It took several days for you both to realize exactly what had happened. And another 37 hours for him to track you down and try to apologize.

You had screamed yourself hoarse just throwing his insults back in his face. You pounded on his chest, tears rolling down your cheeks as you wailed the dispear of a home completely lost, horrible memories drug back to the surface by this whole experience.  He stood there and took it all silently, slowly enveloping you in his embrace until you had exhausted your anger and trembled with the leftover grief. A grief that never seems to go away. In the wake of your drying tears, clarity reveals to you the undeniable fact that he shares this grief too. He knows this pain, and you wept again in empathy. Silently shaking in his arms as he picked you up and sat you in his lap.

That is where you find yourself now. Trying to find the words. To tell him you forgive him, accept his promises, that you will hold him to those promises. But it feels like you lost your voice to your anger and grief. So you burrow further into his hold and press a hand against his heart. He moves one of this massive paws to lay atop yours, and presses a kiss into your hair.

"I'm so sorry. I love you."

It's said so softly. His voice small and broken sounding. Like he's afraid you won't accept it anymore. How could you ever reject his love? It had never crossed your mind, even when you were screaming in his face, you never considered telling him to leave. You would always love him, forever. But your voice was still missing, so you simply turned your head up and kissed him with all your heart. Jagged edges and everything. You could never truly hate him, and you never wanted to.

Magni and modi while one of my comfort characters...are making my life fucking hell. I'm so overly frustrated with trying to find a way to keep the brothers alive or be ressurected in my au. Alot of it being because of the game's insistent need to keep things vague and confusing. Down to the timeline itself which is so confusing. But rn specifically the rules of souls and the afterlife. I've read many theories about why magni and modi didn't come back to life. but none of them are confirmed and all of them have holes.

But all this could be avoided if I simply just let them live with their interactions with Kratos and atreus. I have two issues with this

1. I give to much power to cannon. despite hating how the aesir were handled, I struggle with going to far away from what would be considered cannon. Thinking that putting them in a whole new setting or situation is crazy as hell.

2. the deaths of both of them, push thor to stop drinking. He finally saw the consequences of his anger and started to see the error in his ways.

Another way to deal with this would be to let them just stay dead and also because it keeps the consequences of thor's inaction and abuse but ugggghh, the aesir deserve agnst and happiness.

Ughhhh just end my suffering

They had the best explanation for thor's choice. It takes a while to learn the patterns of a game like dark souls. Almost like how you have to get to know thor to see who he truly is! It's so cute. L⁰

God of war characters as Video games

Again Inspired by Moonkitti on YouTube

Kratos = Touhou (On Lunatic mode)

Atreus = legend of Zelda Wind Waker

Brok = Minecraft

Sindri = Wario Ware

Freya = She wants me dead

Frey = Dance Dance Revolution

Thor = Dark souls

Magni = Monster Hunter (any of them)

Modi = GTA

Thrúd = Super Princess Peach

Baldur = Undertale

Tyr = Wii Fit

Heimdall = Shadow the Hedghog

Odin = Security Breach

Now go and play your assigned video game, ………………………………………or not………………..…you do you.

I really honestly cant interact with any piece of content in which Thor is dead. He is alive period. The boys are too. Usually. I can accept their deaths. But i perfer them alive. But thor? Nah he's alive. Yeah that's the whole post. Anyway bye...Thor alive and well:)

Up up and away!

I'm so proud of this you don't even know. But in relation to the drawing I think the baby could be any of his children. I'd like to think he would get so excited to show them how to be like him and fly with the hammer, that he forgets his own strength. While he does a good maintaining control over his strength, he still sometimes has accidents...I also think he would have done the same mistake to each child, getting to excited to remember what happened the last time. Good thing even for a big guy that he is, Thor is still quick enough to catch them.

I'm stalking you on Twitter now. And you will never know it's me. Muahahahahah 😈

Love you 😘

Huhhhhhhh......mwah...

i love you and your art so much man

Thank you!

I wanted to have had a whole drawing done just for your ask but struggling to learn this new body construction. But i wanted to say how thankful I am to hear that you like my art:) it really helped me get back into drawing. Always appreciate these comments:)

As you entered the room after a long day, you see that Thor has waited up for you. And he wasn't drunk, which was kind of a surprise. "Come sit," he said so assertively that it came off as an order. You didn't mind and went over to him well knowing what he was planning to do.

AHHHH I WAS ABLE TO REPLICATE THE SAME HEAD. now to learn how to so the same with the body...sigh. But I learned not to be so focused on getting the exact anatomy right, especially with the lower arms.

First Hunt

The shithead Brothers begrudgingly took out their sister one day to Svartalfheim. On their adventure they came across a baby dreki and helped Thurd slay the creature.

Upon return, Thrud displayed her accomplishment to her father. And even if he would never utter the words, he was proud. He knew she would be a warrior in no time.

After this, he picked her up in his strong arms and went off to feast on the fallen creature. That night, Thrud never stopped smiling as she knew she would one day become a valkyrie. She was sure of it.

My Thor Desgin

I wanted to post to make sure yall thor simps knew I'm still working on learning how to draw him. All my thors have come out different sadly. I'm still trying to be able to draw the desgin in just a different perspective but at least now I have a base desgin to focus on. The last one I posted..was...well...eh.

I saw a post by Lulubellu and wanted to draw thrud and magni in the same situation. I'd thought it look cute.

Cute Thor

He was lifting some heavy building equipment when he spotted you. He turned and smirked at you. He wanted you to be flustered, going as far as flexing his arms, showing the muscle under his fat layer. His arms strained with power of a true god. "Sup cutie. Like what you see?".

Is it hard for you to not get more Thor content from God of War? I wish he was in the next god of war game lmao he's my favorite

Ahhh my second ask! Yayyy. But yes it is very hard for me, given he has become my number one comfort character. But some part of me is used to it. Given all my comfort characters don't really have that much content nor get attention...nor the justice they deserve. The potential of having him go off with atreus and agnoboda to find more giants is astronomical. You don't have to like thor to see that too. But alas that's the reality but that don't matter. Because the fact that thor won't get more content has lead me to start drawing again. And I'm ambitious, I want to create the best thor art both NSFW and sfw. I have a style in mind, and numerous amounts of ideas. I am dedicated to not only learning to draw and providing content for thor but the aesir as a whole. But I'm going off on a tangent. So to answer you question...yes it's very fucking hard😭

Atnu, God of Love and Peace

Pantheon: Unknown

Complicated* sigh....

Atnu is from a fictional pantheon destroyed by Kratos during his time with Ares. He wandered around for a time and met thor before his war crimes. Quickly falling in love despite the dogma surrounding homosexual love in Nordic culture. Of course Odin would not have it and chased Atnu away. Eventually finding their way back to each other after the events of ragnorak

My beloved, my love, my one and only soul mate drew this for me. So i give all the gratuide and appreciate for my man. I'm sorry for the hand writing and spelling errors btw (which was done by me). I am dyslexic so sorry if it bothers anyone

More will come from Atnu in the future just been focused on creating my cartoonish style and I think I cracked it. Unironically it's a spicy piece. Soo idk how ill post it but I will. Here's a sneak peak

No. One. Messes. With. My. Little. Girl.

For all his faults, Thor would never let anyone harm his family. Especially his little girl.

Thor the Big Boy

After the deaths of Tanngnjóstr and Tanngrisnir, Thor was devastated. Not that anyone could tell. But Sif did and in turn she gifted her husband the mightiest goat in all the realms. Well when he went to mount it as he did as a child, it didn't go the way he remembered. He figured it was cause no goat could compared to Tanngnjóstr and Tanngrisnir. But Heimdal, knowing what his brother was thinking was quick to inform him that Thor had in fact grown quite a bit.

Thor loved his size, but hated how everyone treated him monsterous cause of it. Didn't do well for his body image. And he hated the runt, so with a quick swipe of his hand he showed the skinny evil twink who was the older brother. And if baldur didn't stop yapping his old mouth, he will surely suffer the same fate. No one messes with the older brother. Especially when he weighs more than all the rest of the brothers combine.

....surprised* ...sigh

This is my first attempt at my cartoonish style. Don't ask what happened to the last drawing I was making. Or else..... anyway yeah idk how well it turned out. Still trying to learn the style but there it is. I definitely have room to improve but it didnt turn out too bad. BTW I wanna put this here, I was wrong, Magni and Modi do not share the same mother. I was finally able to confirm it. Tyr and Thor probably still aren't full brothers

A Memory Almost Forgotten

He would forever feel the pull of it. The smell, the memory, the existence of mead was always on his mind. Especially when he felt lost. He would sit, staring at a cup of mead for hours on end sometimes. Tempted to drown his sorrows like he had done so many times before. Thankfully Tyr had taught Thor several ways to help him cope in moments of temptation. And while the old grump simply gave Tyr a grunt as his response to his suggestions, Thor had indeed been listening. For he was desperate. After Ragnarok he was more lost than ever before. And he was trying to do better. So he learned to surround himself with those he loved when he felt his addiction worsen. He tried that and even enjoyed it. For so long he had cut himself from those he loved, holding his own wife and children at arm's length. And it usually worked. But other times it didn’t. He hated feeling like a burden to all of them. So he often stayed silent from what he was truly feeling. Plus an Aesir doesn’t show weakness. No matter what. 

And so he would find himself here, staring at a cup of mead. He would try the “calm weird thing” that Tyr did. But that worked far less than the former method. So he was left with one more suggestion. Remembering. The worst thing the Thunder God could be faced with. Because all he had to remember was pain and regret. All throughout his life that’s all he had ever known. But he wasn’t about to let Thrud down. Not this time. So he sought a memory deep down. And past all the mistakes and regret, he found one. A small, fleeting memory of a time so long ago it felt alien to him. But it was the last chance he had. 

So he remembered. It was back in Asgard, in the Great Lodge. He remembered feeling angry as the Black Thunder was in complete ruins after a brawl that turned out to be a bit too extreme for the stability of the building. Not only that but Odin had decided to take Heimdal somewhere just the two of them. He hated the way Odin would treat Heimdall better than him. He was never beaten like the way Odin did with Thor. None of his brothers were. Expect him. 

He had wanted to drink so badly. It appeared nothing had changed since that day as he still battled such sickness. Back then having the Black Thunder was the main way to get his mead as Sif had already begun attempting to better herself. She made sure the servants knew not to serve him or her mead. That didn’t matter, they would serve him one way or the other as the prince of Asgard. But before he could he felt something woosh by his leg. He looked down to find nothing. Then he turned back to realize a small movement of red. 

“Ugh! I am so….just…please go get her please” Sif pleaded Thor. Thor saw the exhaustion in his wife’s eyes, her hair raining down onto the ground in an unusual mess. He was a fuck up but at the very least he could go get his daughter for his wife. At least before he would go break yet another promise. So he nodded and went to seek his daughter. It wasn’t long before he once more saw the blur of red from the corner of his eyes. She was holding one of the stuffed animals that was given to her as a gift. He walked up to her and loomed over her watching her as she played, unaware of her father’s presence. 

Suddenly she stopped and realized that her father was looking down upon her. Thor remembered she had a scared look as if she was expecting something bad to happen. But Thor simply grumbled. “Come, you have to go back to bed. Now” Thor commanded in a deeper tone. All the girl did was stare up at her giant father, who towered over her like a great tower in her way. Back then she barely came up to his knee. But despite her small size, she was as feisty as ever. He stomped her foot and screeched out a no. “No fadir, I want to play. We never get to play!” She said jumping up and down.  It was true, he was barely around given all of Odin’s orders.That or he was busy drinking himself to an early grave.

Normally he would have simply thrown her over his shoulder and walked her back but this time he simply crooked his head and stared down onto his daughter. She felt so sure of herself. So confident and strong even then. He saw a fire even greater than Mangi's or modi’s. But he stopped that thought. Better not to compare his children. He wouldn’t do the same as his father did to him. At least not anymore. 

He remembered something in him was different that day. Looking back perhaps it was because Odin was too busy to even interact with him. Perhaps it was the fact that the Black Thunder was closed. Or that he hadn’t gone on a mission in a while and dealt with all that Odin’s errands usually entailed. But he simply smiled at her. He even playfully chuckled. 

He remembered he asked what she would like to play. She answered with a loud yell “Catch me!”. She took off running, barreling through room after room of the Great Lodge. At first Thor walked, his long stride allowing him to keep up with the tiny being in front of him. But the more he chased, the more his daughter screamed out in glee. It made him feel good to hear such gleeful sounds. Especially coming from his daughter. 

His stride then changed. Now he was stomping after her. Every time his foot met the ground it shook the very foundation of the Great Lodge. Probably enough that even Odin could hear down in that special cave of his. But at that moment Thor didn’t care. He didn’t care whether or not he would be called a moron or simply made fun of for this. No. He only cared about the beautiful laughter that filled the air. He began to laugh as well and if his stomps were loud, well his laugh shook the realm. 

“Raghhh! The Evil Jötunn is gonna get ya little one” he roared out playfully. 

“AhhhH!” Thrud screamed to match her father’s thunderous voice. She screamed not of fear however, but a war cry. As the young warrior picked up a wooden play sword and came back at Thor with a mighty brave face. She began to strike at his feet which produced no more than an annoying tickle for the giant. He simply chuckled and then without warning scooped her up in giant arms.

“Got ya” he said as she continued to laugh controllably. He just stared in her face, lit up with joy. He remembered that Odin had come up from his cave, ordering Thor to stop the commotion, and to make himself useful. Heimdal striding behind him giving him a devilish snake-like smile. But he tried to put that part away. He just wanted to remember the laughter of her voice. The smile and joy on her face. Her daughter was happy and safe in his arms.

The addiction would remain forever. A temptation that would rise like a wicked fire, ready to burn all that he had worked to build. Perhaps one day he may fail and let the addiction, the fire, consume everything he loves. But today was not that day. As he stood up he became aware of a gaze staring at him. 

Thrudie. 

She had been watching over him that night. Ready to help if he needed it. He pretended not to notice her as he went back to bed once more. Though he did see a smile on Thrud’s face. She seemed proud in a way. That night he slept soundly. Remembering the warmth of the laughter, the smile, and the joy of a memory almost forgotten. 

Here's to my drawing friend! Many of the improvements you may see in my art is mainly cause of them so thank you. Also thor in Korra's animations style would be so cool. He totally be an earth bender...wait no fire cause lightning...idk but he be pretty badass

Thor in the style of “The Legend of Korra.

Style picked by @loversquarrels

(To not annoy my subscribers on Instagram, this is now my dumping ground for God of War fanart.)

Oh no. The heimdal tag is invading thor's tags here too. NO!!! It has already happened in ao3. Like the top 8 fics are just heimdal fics. We can not that let that snake looking twink win! To war!

Wip!!!

My oc just feels ... awkwardly there lmao. But a poly relationship is good every now and then

Literally all the men in thor's family all have boob windows. Thor, Magni, and modi like to flaunt what they have and who can blame them? They all sluts and everyone knows it. Even baldur did. Ironically my two least favorites of the aesir, odin and heimdal both didn't have boob windows.

I have come to the attention that thor is the god of trees. Now imma draw young or old thor planting something. Because my headcannon is that he got a natural green thumb but odin killed everything he grew to make him feel like he could only kill things

Thor is the god of treeeeeeeeees. 🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳

The first time

After a bad day, you come home unresponsive and tired. And Thor could tell this was unlike you. He tired his usual ways to cheer you up but nothing worked. So he decided to do something you both hadn't done before with each other.

The first time you and Thor do it together, he has to prepare you greatly. Ease you into it. He is half giant for a reason. And many forget he's a fertility god. You can put your trust in him. He'll know exactly what to do to make you feel good. The half giant just wants to please the person he loves the most. Seeking their love and approval back. He was desperate to please you. To make you happy. Because when you were happy and pleased he knew he did well. He knew he wasn't the monster everyone said he is nor the monster he thought he was.

Especially when you looked up at him with our devotion and adoration. He felt warm inside when you gave him such gaze. Especially when he took you like the God he was. And it certainly wouldn't be the last time...that night

I wish there was color here but I suck at color I really do:/. I wish I knew how to shade and color already so I could provide the best spicy thor art. But oh well.

Also this might be a mouthful for thor. I feel like he would have said it differently at least but I'm still trying to capture his essence lol