#astrobrave

   OH, HE HAS SEEN THOSE STARS.  He has felt their very presence in his bones;  he has breathed stardust and watched their movements across the sky from far-flung planets and galaxies. He has seen their birth and death. But they are still BEAUTIFUL to him, and there is little he appreciates more.

   LITTLE, that is, aside from the one that sits against him.

    Her passion for the realms and space and the stars warms him, but more than that: it is that AMAZEMENT of worlds beyond and worlds unknown that strikes him keenly, and oh, how it makes him SMILE.  And when she catches him watching HER, there is no shame in it, nor any embarrassment in being caught. In fact: his smile broadens, and there's a soft fondness in those blue eyes.  ❛ No, no, you are not boring me. ❜

The moment Thor had finally settled down after the snap, his thoughts drifted to his missing friends, wondering, hopeless, how many of them had perished, alone, without any idea of what was going on or why they were turning to dust. Why had Thor failed them all. 

Why didn't Thor save them.

He thought his heart couldn't possibly break anymore but it did, twice, when he heard about Sif and Jane being dusted too. It should have been him, it was unfair, cruel and it hurt so much that for a moment he thought he was already dead himself. And he really wished he was.

He had stayed away from Jane with the sole purpose to spare her of situations like these and because he was inconstant, always coming and going. He had vowed to protect her from the dangers of his world. His very presence had put her in danger in the past, his very family had threatened her life. She had almost died because of him. He was a walking disaster and the further she remained from him, the safer she'd be. She seemed to understand it when they parted ways. But it didn't work: in the end, she was dusted like everybody else and all of his efforts were in vain.

He made of this his purpose to find a way to fix this, to bring them all back. If there was a small chance, then he would cling to it with whatever small hope he had left. It wasn't easy though. The battle against Thanos took some of his best friends' lives and many others, but they had everybody back. It was unfair to celebrate life while so many had perished, so Thor had excused himself for some weeks, mostly to recover. He was still healing when he started to travel the stars in search for lost asgardians, rescuing them and bringing them Home, including Sif. His heart hurt whenever he thought about Jane, wondering if it was time to visit her or not, if she would understand. Messaging Darcy, he found out she was back to her classes, the idea put a smile on his face.

Upon deciding he had to see her in person, Thor took stormbreaker and travelled to the University where she taught, studying the campus and finding the class she was about to enter, his heart wild in his chest. He could only hope she'd recognize him, after all, he had changed a lot. But he had to see her, to make sure she was safe and sound, so he sat in the back of the classroom and waited.

❝   we work in industries full of men,   dr. foster.   as long as you’re not threatening earth,   i suggest we have each other’s backs.    ❞

           nothing  could  beat  it .      tony  was  always  erratic ,  always  himself .    but  around  people  he  was  genuinely  excited  to  be  around ?     even  moreso .    he  couldn’t  shut  himself  up .

              ❛         your  work  is  absolutely  unparalleled .        ❜     he  wants  to  say  so  much  more ,  but  he  forces  himself  to  be  less  overwhelming  than  he  usually  is .

        Her eyes shift to the man as he makes the simple question. A smile plays at her lips. It was a brave attempt at conversation, she couldn’t deny it. It’s more than most people would attempt. There’s a little shake of her head as she finally goes to answer him.    ❝    Space is interesting. So is everything else in it. After all,    ❞    & she’s made the decision to test him.Most people would give up when she makes this choice: the info dump choice. She was kind of eager to see if he’d stick around to finish the conversation after this.         ❝    Within all this space is not only different worlds, but different timelines. In fact, not only different timelines, but there also is most likely alternate universes. In that one, there’s probably another Steve Rogers. He might talk like you, look like you, all of that, but he might never become Captain America. He might live a whole different life than you do. It’s really interesting actually, based my thesis on it. — So space, huh?     ❞ 

                                 His   smile   does   tighten,       it   seems   like   this   conversation   will   not   be   very   meaningful.       He’ll   probably   be   fed   some   kid   stories   to   make   him   feel   like   there’s   an   actual   conversation   going   on.       But   she   surprises   him,       tired   smile   transforming   into   a   curious   one.       There   are   thousands   of   questions   in   his   mind,       Ma   used   to   tell   him   stories   about   the   stars       --       he   likes   to   think   that   he’s   still   looking   at   the   same   stars   she   showed   him.       He   has   to   ask   the   Doctor   about   that,       he   knows   stars   shine   for  a   long   time,       there   must   be   some   stars   left   that   his   mother   had   seen,       right   ?

            ❝  so when you did all that research about, like, other worlds and stuff while you were alive  ----  did you ever factor the possibility of an afterlife into that?  or was showing up here a total shock to you?  ❞   she wrinkles her nose, as if just hearing her words from the perspective of an ousider.   ❝  not that this kind of nerd shirt is generally up my alley.  just making conversation.  yknow?  ❞

      he couldn’t help but be ... interested in jane foster’s theory. there was still a part of him that wanted to deny the truth of it ---- but that would be stupid of him, considering clark was an alien from krypton and diana’s father was zeus. bruce wayne was many things, stubborn being one of them, but the facts were there. an eyebrow perks up as he faces her, feigning innocence as she talks about her theory. “  i can’t imagine many people have responded to your theory well.  “

  ❛ YES. SHOULD BE. ❜  Oh, but his words are FIRM, but a haunting of worry slips under them, persistent and fretting. ❛ Jane ——— ❜

   Oh, he believes in her. He knows how fierce she is, how STUBBORN she is, how TOUGH she is —— but he also knows all too well of the frailty of mortality,  and aside from that —— well. He just cares. He worries. And he doesn't like seeing her push herself so.