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“Gods are great - But the heart is GREATER. For it is from our hearts they come, and to our hearts they shall return…”

Mad Sweeney | Czernobog penned by Crow.

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csattano‌:

[ Çðrvð ]

Corvo was just silent as the old god went off on him. Sure, maybe Corvo shouldn’t have used that tone with him but honestly, it was how he is now. Moody and brooding all the time. Pain does that to a person. “No, I don’t.”

【•𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯•】

“You don’t think I’d hire any old schmuck to look out for my daughter- do you? That I wouldn’t find out everything you were up to before having my son and I hire you for the job? Who better to protect the rest of my family from that little witch than someone who works for her? Rather genius on my part.”

He waved his hand, as if it brush all that way. The lecture wasn’t the important part. It wasn’t why he came here- and he was getting off track.

“I digress though, I’d like to move on to the real business.”

#csattano #v: do you want to know my name?

【•𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯•】

He didn’t break his gaze on the painting as his grandson spoke. For someone who’d never really seen him (that he knew of), let alone met Donar- Henry had captured him perfectly. Part of his gift he supposed. After what seemed like a long time, he took a deep breath, and gave Henry a genuine smile.

“No, no, my dear boy, don’t be sorry. I am the one at fault for snooping. Not you.”

He took one last look at the painting, then respectfully and carefully put it back where he had found it.

“But, if it’s any consultation, you captured him remarkably well. I’m guessing your mother has told you stories of him?”

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#lethxm #v: do you want to know my name?

lordgarydarkness

#and justice for all {Tyr}#{family}#mylcyalty

csattano‌:

[ Çðrvð ]

As Corvo listened the more he just blew it off. Honestly, what he had been doing never sat well with him. But now knowing what Delilah had actually been up too? Made him feel even worse. Corvo didn’t deserve the old God’s gratitude because if Mr. Wednesday hadn’t approached him with a job offer… Corvo would’ve handed Emma and her son over. Without a doubt. “Don’t thank me for it.”

【•𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯•】

“Oh, I’m so very sorry-”

He started, his hand upon his own chest in an almost remorseful way. But it was all in jest- in order to mock the tone the former royal protector had used with him.

“-perhaps, you are so old- that you forgot the manners your mother taught you? Allow me to remind you; when someone older, and wiser says ‘thank you’, it’s okay to just say, you’re welcome. Really very simple. It’s 2 words. Three if you take away the contraction.”

But then his face fell serious, the joke long forgotten. His one good eye steely cold in it’s glance.

“Do you really take me as a fool, Corvo Attano?”

#csattano #v: highest of the god squad {au}

mylcyalty‌:

[⚔]

Tyr knew what his father did to Columbia and Donar was wrong, so very wrong, but he also understood why he did it. Still, it doesn’t excuse either of their actions. “Thank you.”

【•𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯•】

“But all this aside- all that old news behind us, you have no idea how happy I am right now that you’re here.”

That part wasn’t false; after losing Donar, and Tyr leaving the way he did- Wednesday had felt a hole inside him. Sure, he still had Ima, but his sons had always been center stage.

“Come my boy, let’s get you a drink.”

#mylcyalty #v: do you want to know my name?

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#and justice for all {Tyr}#he's a proud papa

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#mun: Raven #char: Wednesday #canon #single muse sideblog

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“Oh, I know that smell. That smells like a hot bottle of whiskey and sex in an alleyway with a top note of failure! Hell yeah. Eau de fuck-up. It’s gotta be, yes, it is! The one and only, Mad Sweeney!”

—

Odin / American Gods S2E7: “Treasure of the Sun”

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#southern comfort and coke {mad sweeney}#if this isnt a belittling father in law idk what is

mcrtimer‌:

[⚔]

“Me too,” He pulled back from the hug once his father did. He was silent, nodding lightly. He had a lot he wanted to tell him. Needed to tell him, so he figured might as well as start from the top. “I’m sorry… For everything, I’ve said and done. It was wrong of me to blame you.”

【•𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯•】

On the outside, Wednesday kept a neutral expression, but only to hide whatever smugness he felt inside. And also because that didn’t matter now. He knew - that with Tyr here now, he would have his support (no matter what he said).

“All is forgiven. All that matters is that you’re here now- when we truly need YOU the most.”

#mcrtimer #v: do you want to know my name?

mcrtimer‌:

[⚔]

Darius didn’t know how to respond to this. Part of him wanted to believe his father was telling the truth and yet… His father had always been a good showman. But, Tyr also heard a genuine tone in his father’s voice and the fact he was welcoming him with open arms. Or course the man could just be doing that to literally stab him in the back.

After a moment of hesitation, Tyr decided to try his luck. A back stab by his own father wouldn’t be the worse thing that happened to him. His hand was clearly a sign of that. “Yeah, it has…” He replied as he hugged him.

【•𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯•】

There was no hesitation from Wednesday’s part. He welcomed his eldest son with open arms, and squeezed tight. It had been bad enough losing one son..then to lose the other over an argument? Over a mistake he made in drunken grief?

“I am so very glad to see you.”

Wednesday pulled back, and held him at arms length.

“We have a great deal of catching up to do, my boy.”