kingmother.

❝ I may not be QUEEN but I am still your mother. Before the title of queen ever rose to graze the Æsir, I stood by my king, in might and in shortcomings. ❞ Independent Bestla, mother of Odin & wife of Borr in Norse myths and Marvel comics.

[borrssons-blog]

VACATION HIATUS ANNOUNCEMENT (AND CALLOUT TO ANYONE GOING TO SAN DIEGO?)

Tomorrow, I leave with my good friend for my one-month long (sounds so short when you think of it…) vacation to the States. I’ll be in San Diego from the 19th till 25th (that’s right, during Comic Con… even though this fucker couldn’t get badges) — so if any partners are gonna be in town for that, meeting up could be so cool? 

And then guess what fuckers*, this gal’s headed for @almodir‘s! That’s right, the satans people behind the Frigga/Vili romance are spending several weeks together. Expect hella feels. Gonna roam the locale for sometime before heading to visit @alfodir and taking @almodir with me! Fam time reunion…. except the turkey. August’s gonna be crazy.

The little fanfare ends in Boston Comic Con with @almodir (well, actually a couple of days later but… recovery time…)

Translation? I AM PSYCHED! 

So many people to spend time with, which, while awesome, will probably mean a decrease in activity on account on, you know, trying to avoid getting this ginger sunburnt. I’ll try to be online but frankly, I won’t promise too much. 

*used affectionately because I am all about that affection. Come cuddle.

[rpmememaker]

It's Sexual Sunday so...

send my muse inappropriate questions

flirt with them anonymously or not

try to make them blush

kiss them at random

send me terrible pickup lines 

get my muse hot and bothered 

Pretty much this is your excuse to do what you want to my muse and see if you can get away with it. So go crazy! 

[besstla-blog]

      STARTER CALL !!

[lcvinne-deactivated20181014]

~~ The corner’s of her slim lips curled into an appreciative smile, a spark lit up her cerulean hues. “I thank thee for thy constant support and heartfelt words. It means much to myself.” She would become a warrior like no other, testing the might and minds of men. “I agree with thee, yet many art not strong enough in their beliefs to stand up and fight, they would rather marry and bear infants. That is their wish. This is mine.”

[besstla-blog]

       “Their choices, you mean. I doubt wishes to stem from the same desire and passion as yours. Women who choose to marry and bear children.... do not pity them, but do keep in mind that they disavow the passionate fight, resort themselves to a meagrer one of teething and toddling steps.” She held her tongue then, supposing her words too critical. “I merely said, for men it seems the obvious path; yet when women choose so, they are faced with more venom than any man who resort to a woman’s role at the hearth. My people would not stand for such hypocrisy, yet yours do.”

[borr-archive]

{ @besstla }

     “Friggy mentioned you a few times recently, it is pleasure to stand before the mother of of my son-in-law,” Fjorgynn dipped his head in greeting, eyes glancing up the woman at least a foot taller than he.  Figures, the whole family had intimidating heights.  He could see some of the features she had passed on to her children already, though remembering her husband’s more prominent genes in the boys.  Luckily Odin did not inherit many of his ruling policies, ties with Vanaheim were much more lax these days even if rivalries still lingered.  “What are you doing still cooped up here?  Every time I visit I see you still walking about.  You should come visit Vanaheim, something to get you out of this stuffy palace.”

[besstla-blog]

   “Is that so?” she said, as words bled amusement, for the older man spoke unabashedly, and undeniably fond of his daughters. His bluntness startled her in the wake of diplomats and ambassadors who at court dared not ask such profound jests, but Fjorgynn’s straightforwardness caused her to smile without realizing. “At times, out of spite,” she replied, frowning at how it sounded. Still, it sounded better than the truth; that she had nowhere else that qualified for a home, which hardly became the conversation. “Is that an invitation?” she teased, but found herself startled by the striking color of his eyes. Against the white of his hair---the Vanir custom, she recalled,---it proved far fairer than in his daughters.

[besstla-blog]

❝ Rumors only grow. And we both know what we know. ❞

▼┊HAMILTON SENTENCE MEME. ( @bragii )

    “Oh dearest,” she smirked, “you haven’t the faintest idea.” Yet in her chuckle laid redeeming kindness — for she meant to educate, not delight in his ignorance. “I have spawned more rumors than heirs, and after all, I gave Óðinn’s father four sons. Rumors can be despicable, yes, but imagine those minds entertained otherwise in wicked plans — then one realizes the harmlessness of rumors.” She paused, studying his youthful features, heart aching for how the Norns would shape his life. “Let them talk,” she proclaimed wistfully, “for how else would they learn?”

[besstla-blog]

My duty was first and foremost to my king, not my children; you may think less of me for such choice, but foolish to believe that it  came  from  freewill. But  never  dare to suggest otherwise  or  question my pride;              for I did love them in my own ways!

                (I am, after all, still Bölþorn’s daughter)

                                 NORSE MYTH + MCU + COMICS

[roboveined-archive-deactivated2]

send me “your relationship with” + a url and my muse will talk about their relationship with that particular muse.

[alldaddyarchive]

                         He wouldn’t argue with her, this widow in mourning, as he knew how deep grief could run. Surely, perhaps, he would find himself grieving for the loss of his father, but today would not be as such. A great shift had been brought upon the realm, a time for a new ruler at hand and Odinn would be sure to take advantage of his power for the goodness of Asgard. His people had suffered enough at the hands of such violence and blind rage, Odinn would not see them in turmoil much longer. Yes, Asgard was a prosperous realm and Borr had brought glory, but such violence was left with many innocent left in its wake.                           The look on Bestla’s face, Odinn could tell her heart ached, and to know he was the one to cause it only had him feel only the slightest twinge of guilt. Not because he took his father from his mother, but because he took a husband from his wife, ❝ You needn’t keep this facade, ❞ he stated, tone calm and showing genuine concern, ❝ Mourn for him, mother. You loved him more than any of us did. ❞ 

[besstla-blog]

      Who had come to decide that grief be embittered, and the beginning of her son’s reign equally so? His words proclaimed no bitterness, no wickedness, and perhaps it would have made it easier for her, had they been scornful. Instead, he gave her this, a calmness the situation did not beg for and she saw a made ruler and her heart ached for transgressions. “I shall, come time. Now is not so,” she said poignantly, stiffly brushing it aside for the urgency it demanded. 

Yet did he not deserve her to acknowledge her pain, rather than for them to grow apart in the wretched bitterness of her loss, his gain? What terribleness had come to pass, when she mourned him more than the sons he’d fathered, the sons he’d built an empire for? “Yes, I did, but I also love you more than he ever did,” voice tender, gravelly as hand touched, caressed his cheek, a painful caress when blood had splattered hours before, “than he was ever capable. This is the love I offer,” she forced herself to say, vowed to banish bitterness and thoughts of vengeance from her heart.

[besstla-blog]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.

( PLEASE REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG! )

Tagged by: @noblecrimsonslayer

1. BASICS

NAME: Lea PRONOUNS: Her/she SEXUALITY: Lesbian ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius TAKEN OR SINGLE:  Single THREE FACTS :

I sprained my ankle last weekend. In THREE WEEKS, I’mma spend time at @almodir‘s place. I occasionally write poetry and I love it when people comment on it/pour thoughts into it? (unlike my writing, where I can, regrettably, get offensive).

2. EXPERIENCE

HOW LONG (MONTHS/YEARS?): Roughly, since 2008, so 8 years (oh Rao)? PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: Danish forums, Skype, tumblr, kik, chatzy 
BEST EXPERIENCE: Probably tumblr, since it allows to establish more complicated verses with multiple muses interacting, even if it’s just in lowkey references and acknowledgement of other muses’ interrelationships.

3. MUSE  PREFERENCES

FEMALE OR MALE: Female. I play male muses, but never with the same eloquence or fluidity.  MULTI OR SINGLE: Definitely single. Multis are difficult to run and promote, and frequently problematic (to run, as well as to interact with, due to diversity of muses and intentions/aesthetics). 

4.  WRITING  PREFERENCES

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: Oh definitely angst. I’m not opposed to fluff or anything, but I find constant domesticity to bore? At the same time, unreasonable angst is borderline chaotic and at times detrimental, but I tend to think up scenarios that (I like to think) allow for crushing, ironic angst (yeah, I have problems, sue me). Smut is... a thing, that doesn’t happen often? PLOTS OR MEMES:  Both LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: Both, but if I had to pick, longer, as they allow for more content and offer more for the partner to respond to (usually) BEST TIME TO WRITE: Honestly? Whenever the muse (or partner!) strikes! ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): Well, I like to think I’m not like Bestla. She’s rude and capricious but at the same time, I envy her courage to be rude and blunt, and I guess some people might call me moody and loud and rude, but I am more creative than her, and far more likely to debate and discuss and argue with people about opinions (albeit more politely). 

Tagging: whoever wants to?

[henstridgebabe-deactivated20150]

[ask-meme-addicts]

“Hamilton” sentence meme (part 2)

part 1 can be found  here.

“ WHAT COMES NEXT? ”

❝ Insane! ❞

❝ I’m so blue… ❞

❝ You were mine to subdue! ❞

❝ I’ve got a small query for you – ❞

❝ What comes next? ❞

❝ Do you know how hard it is to lead? ❞

❝ Awesome, wow! ❞

❝ Do you have a clue what happens now? ❞

❝ It’s much harder when it’s all your call! ❞

❝ Don’t come crawling back to me. ❞

❝ You’re on your own… ❞

“ WHAT’D I MISS? ”

❝ You ready for more yet? ❞

❝ The sun comes up, and the world still spins. ❞

❝ Now the work at home begins… ❞

❝ So, what’d I miss? ❞

❝ I wanna give you a kiss! ❞

❝ I’ve been in Paris meeting lots of different ladies… ❞

❝ I guess I basically missed the late ‘80s. ❞

❝ I traveled the wide, wide world and came back to this. ❞

❝ Can you get us out of the mess we’re in? ❞

❝ Where have you been? ❞

❝ Headfirst, into the abyss! ❞

“ CABINET BATTLE #1 ”

❝ We shouldn’t settle for less. ❞

❝ Don’t act surprised. ❞

❝ Welcome to the present. ❞

❝ Would you like to join us? ❞

❝ How do you not get it? ❞

❝ Yeah, keep ranting! ❞

❝ You think I’m frightened of you, man? ❞

❝ You’re mad as a hatter, son, take your medicine! ❞

❝ Damn, you’re in worse shape than the national debt is in! ❞

❝ Hey! Turn around, bend over, I’ll show you where my shoe fits! ❞

❝ Such a blunder… sometimes it makes me wonder, why I even bring the thunder. ❞

❝ You wanna pull yourself together? ❞

“ THE ROOM WHERE IT HAPPENS ”

❝ And all he had to do was die… ❞

❝ I guess I’m gonna finally have to listen to you. ❞

❝ Hate the sin, love the sinner. ❞

❝ Decisions are happening over dinner. ❞

❝ And here’s the pièce de résistance! ❞

❝ No one else was in the room where it happened. ❞

❝ No one really knows how the game is played. ❞

❝ We just assume that it happened. ❞

❝ I know you hate him, but let’s hear what he has to say. ❞

❝ Wouldn’t you like to work a little closer to home? ❞

❝ In God we trust. ❞

❝ You got more than you gave. ❞

❝ I wanted what I got. ❞

❝ You don’t get a win unless you play in the game. ❞

❝ You get nothing if you wait for it. ❞

❝ We dream in the dark, for the most part. ❞

“ SCHUYLER DEFEATED ”

❝ Sometimes that’s how it goes. ❞

❝ No one knows who you are or what you do. ❞

❝ They don’t like you! ❞

❝ You’ll always be adored by the things you create. ❞

❝ People think you’re crooked. ❞

❝ I’ve always considered you a friend. ❞

❝ I swear, your pride will be the death of us all. Beware, it goes before the fall! ❞

“ CABINET BATTLE #2 ”

❝ The only person you have to convince is me. ❞

❝ Now is the time to stand! ❞

❝ Hey, and if you don’t know… now you know. ❞

❝ You must be out of your goddamn mind! ❞

❝ Uh, do whatever you want, I’m super dead! ❞

❝ Do we not fight for freedom? ❞

❝ Frankly, it’s a little disquieting. ❞

❝ You would let your ideals blind you to reality? ❞

❝ Have you an ounce of regret? ❞

❝ Where do we draw the line? ❞

❝ So quick-witted. ❞

❝ Daddy’s calling. ❞

“ I KNOW HIM ”

❝ I’m perplexed. ❞

❝ I wasn’t aware that was something a person could do. ❞

❝ That can’t be! ❞

❝ That poor man, they’re gonna eat him alive! ❞

❝ They all look small. ❞

❝ Watch them run. ❞

❝ They will tear each other into pieces, Jesus Christ, this’ll be fun! ❞

❝ Good luck! ❞

“ BURN ”

❝ I saved every letter you wrote me. ❞

❝ I knew you were mine. ❞

❝ I thought you were mine… ❞

❝ Be careful with that one, love – he will do what it takes to survive. ❞

❝ You and your words flooded my senses. ❞

❝ When you were mine, the world seemed to burn. ❞

❝ You have ruined our lives. ❞

❝ I’m erasing myself from the narrative. ❞

❝ You have torn it all apart. ❞

❝ The world has no right to my heart. ❞

❝ I’m burning the memories. ❞

❝ I hope that you burn. ❞

“ WE KNOW ”

❝ What is this? ❞

❝ Is that what you have? Are you done? ❞

❝ ‘Virtue’ is not a word I’d apply to this situation. ❞

❝ I can almost see the headline, your career is done! ❞

❝ I hope you saved some money. ❞

❝ Do you promise not to tell another soul what you saw? ❞

❝ Is that a yes? ❞

❝ Whaaaat? ❞

❝ Yes, I have reasons for shame. ❞

❝ Rumors only grow. And we both know what we know. ❞

“ YOUR OBEDIENT SERVANT ”

❝ I am slow to anger, but I toe the line. ❞

❝ Now you call me ‘amoral’? ❞

❝ If you’ve got something to say, name a time and place. ❞

❝ I have the honor to be your obedient servant. ❞

❝ I am not the reason no one trusts you. ❞

❝ No one knows what you believe. ❞

❝ Here’s an itemized list of thirty years of disagreements. ❞

❝ Sweet Jesus. ❞

❝ Hey, I have not been shy! ❞

❝ Prepare to bleed, good man! ❞

❝ You stand only for yourself, it’s what you do. ❞

❝ I can’t apologize because it’s true. ❞

[besstla-blog]

WHAT’S YOUR MUSE’S PLANT PERSONALITY? TAKE THIS QUIZ AND POST YOUR RESULTS ( repost, don’t reblog! )

Tagged by: totally stole idea from @asgardianhammer who told me i could Tagging: anyone else who wants to do it?

Plant personality: DFP

DANDELION:  Scrappy and tough, you’re a pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of person. You don’t give up easily and you often thrive in situations that others would find discouraging. You have an instinct to serve others and see yourself as most useful in times or places of crisis, but you may over rely on your toughness and forget how sensitive you really are.

FENNEL:   You’re quiet, sometimes shy, with a tendency to be reserved. You have a humble, kind nature and often find yourself taking care of others. You can be known to hold things in, and you don’t always speak up for yourself. This tendency to hold things in can lead to disturbances.

PEPPERMINT: Unflappable. You are cool in the crisis, calm in the storm, collected amongst the chaos. You’re a breath of fresh air, a waft of inspiration to the down-and-out, a refreshing, inspiring, uplifting person to be around. Of course, even a cool cucumber like yourself can run into trouble. You may try to take on too much, which can leave you feeling weighed down and not quite yourself.

[son-of-eden]

Please reblog this if you’re someone who would be interested in roleplaying polyamorous relationships.

[lchnss]

i need exes au’s.

we just broke up and you came over to get a box of your stuff from my place but wtf the power went out because of a really bad storm and you shouldn’t be driving in this just … chill for a couple of hours, okay?

we broke up years ago and both moved away, lost touch. now our friends each suggested a blind date and shit, you’re my date apparently. 

we moved into a little apartment together while we were dating and then we broke up but neither of us could really afford to get our own place so now we’re stuck as roommates, watching each other bring home random one night stands or dates.

you were my brother/sister’s best friend and that’s how we met, and started dating. now we broke up and you’re obviously still friends with them, and you spend nights at my place but now it’s just awkward to run into you in the hall way at 1 am right after my shower.

we broke up right before a giant roadtrip our friends planned and we don’t want to bail on everyone and ruin the trip so yay, looks like we get to spend a five hour drive and a weekend in a cottage together.

we were our high school’s golden couple but we went to different colleges and the distance broke us up. fifteen years later, i’m in the middle/just getting over a bad marriage and you’re having your own relationship problems and it’s the high school reunion.

we dated pretty seriously and your parents were also absentee. now we are broken up and it’s like five years later and your absentee father is my new boss.

[tighearnabothwell-blog]

“If one of your guards approached with one of those rope tethers, you will have more on your hands than just another hound.”

Lips curled up and ears flicked back at the mention of hounds being leashed, hating the thought of being kept at such a short radius. He needed the freedom (and the walking room) that no leash he’d ever come across allowed. But after a moment, he returned to a relatively neutral stance, though golden eyes still blazed with anger at the thought. 

“I am no messenger. At least, not today.” One would be surprised how easily it was for him to wander through Asgard, especially taking in his size, but he had come out of Helheim only because he could for once, and wanted to hear a bit more news than what trickled down to Hel on an irregular basis. Asgard had certainly grown since he had been smaller. 

[besstla-blog]

Intrigue awoke at its words -- his, she supposed, assigning him a gender even though his bestial appearance spoke too intimately of what she supposed him worth. His threatful response respected, she assumed a distance between them even though air of regality did not waver. 

“Not today, you say. Have you come to threaten?” she asked bluntly of the wolf, wary of his intentions. Spotting his teeth and wolfish grin, she could only issue presumptions at the savaged harm he could cause, should that be his intention. Only could not blame her for caution, although offense had been her best defense in the past.  Noting his retreat, she let the benefit of doubt assume actions. 

“What become of your intentions, then, wolf?” she demanded to known, voice strong and perhaps haughty, clear of confusion or uncertainty.  “What am I to call you? --- What am I to do about you this close to home?”

[theboatbuilderswife]

                                              Her head turned, a sigh of relief clearly perceptible as it slipped past dry lips. Most warriors would leave for England again as it was nearing spring, and preparations had started weeks in advance, boats being stacked with rations. “ - I believe we could use all the help we can get this very moment. ” Hands reached up to tuck a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear, watching the women approach from beneath her eyelashes.      “ If you would be so kind to hand me those- ” with just a small wave of her hand Helga gestured to the bags stacked up alongside some of the heavier barrels. “ -it would be much more efficient to carry them on board. ”

[besstla-blog]

     “Aye, of course.”    She leaned down and picked up the bags, surprised at the weight although it was no feat for the giantess, even in her shorter disguise. Feigning some strain, she nevertheless smiled as she faced the blonder woman. “I am Besl.” She chose a name similar to her own, although no one had called her Besl for a very long time, figuring responding to it an easy task. 

     Eyeing the ship, she wondered if it was the woman herself that was off to sail, or if she was simply helping whoever was sailing off load their provisions. Feasibly, it could be both, for it seemed a hospitable community. “Are you to sail off for adventures?  Or does such task belong to someone else?”