ONE CANNOT EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER. @defendpower - Tumblr Blog

are you excited ? she’d asked him. he’d paused, taking a moment to consider himself. “ I am ... eager. so many things depend on this, lagertha. if I am right - well, I’m not quite sure just what I will do. the boat is almost finished. floki has been ... reliable, I suppose. I feel tortured, close and yet far. ”

a finger taps thoughtfully at the table, mind drifting and dreaming of the sea spray upon his face. of new lands and new faces, of the fascinating things he’s heard of the west. he glances over to his wife, lips quirking upwards. “ I cannot wait to share it all with you and the children. such marvelous things. are you excited, my love ? ” / @coeles / sc.

#coeles #rps #starter.#interactions. ( ragnar. )#for lags !#this is... early s1 where everything is nice and pure c:

MANKIND NEVER CEASES TO PIQUE HIS INTEREST. here this monster stands, wings tucked though his mountainous size remains true regardless, deadly tail swinging patiently and despite every inch of himself that demands solitude and distance - someone steps closer. alduin would have his soul, were he to witness his right-hand dragon sharing words with these rodents. BUT ALDUIN’S NOT HERE.

“ krilot vahdin - uv maar mey. what is it that draws you towards death ? you know not whether I pose danger. kest sunvaar ! ” interested, primarily because most of alduin’s slaves seek to flee and hide from his foreboding presence, odahviing’s chin lifts as he observes her. he should kill her, place her soul in sovngarde for his lord yet he does not move. “ faasnu, hm ? are you not afraid ? ” / @coeles / sc.

#coeles #starter.#rps #interactions. ( odahviing. )#for dany !!#hope this is ok !

HIS PRESENCE APPEARS TO REMAIN UNDETECTED, wings keeping him balanced upon the boulder he’d located earlier in the day to warm his form. his tail is raised, lazily hovering in the air - swaying every so often as the nearby commotion grows louder and closer. a woman approaches, her sword drawn to defend against the ravenous bear that charges towards her. it appears to have already taken numerous and undoubtedly painful hits but its hunger fuels death-defying determination.

CLOSE ENOUGH, paarthurnax announces his presence by lowering his jaw, giving a thunderous bellow which prompts the bear to turn and flee. once he’s certain the stranger is out of harm’s way, his head tilts, crooked, and his gaze falls upon her.

“ zind, hin paal graan. you are brave, to challenge that of twice your size. and with only this weapon you hold. fascinating. ” he pauses. “ I digress, kendov. krosis, I must have startled your ears. ” / @ulfhrafnx / sc.

#interactions. ( paarthurnax. )#rps #starter.#ulfhrafnx #!!! i hope this works #you : smol starter from paarthurnax pls #me : SWEATING #this is for after alduin is beaten just fyi #when he's allowed to kinda. fly wherever

defendpower

LOW ACTIVITY, HIGHLY SELECTIVE & PRIVATE MULTIMUSE featuring : alduin, paarthurnax and odahviing from skyrim : the elder scrolls and others. WRITTEN BY NINJA.

#self promo.#yeet

* ANSWERED ASK.

THE HITMAN’S BODYGUARD / SENTENCE STARTERS / ACCEPTING.

@ulfhrafnx asked : “ these people are animals. ” ( for davy jones ! )

her voice cuts through his crew’s laughter, the lineup of survivors keeping the woman out of his sight which is why it takes a moment for icy hues to search for the speaker. his cutting stare slices through her as he takes a step forward. “ well, which one is it !? y’ can’t have both. ” he, however, defines himself as neither because to be man or beast one must have a heart, first.

“ how typical, fer a woman t’ not be so specific as t’ say exactly what she means’ah, ” despite addressing her, he’s equally making a show for his men. his head tilts to the side, tentacles shifting as he snorts. “ I suggest you hold you’re tongue, wretch. these people decide you’re fate. it’d be a terrible shame, would it not ? t’ witness the death of yer entire crew because you lack self-restraint ! ”

#ulfhrafnx #answered asks.#interactions. ( davy jones. )

defendpower

STARTER CALL. MUTUALS ONLY. SPECIFY MUSE.

#starter call.#write with meeeeeeeeeeeeeee

walkingwolff

#i forget how much i luv ragnar ;.;#the shows never been the same for me lmao #ragnar.#he's super low activity bc he makes me sAD

BJORN.

Bjorn was trying to understand his parents, and he’d long learned that he didn’t understand either of them, especially in the years that they have been apart. He had been there growing up. He hardly imagined that someone as boring and no where near as attractive as his mother would ever truly be able to draw his mother from his father. He doubted Ragnar and Lagertha’s story was finished being told.

“ Interesting. You don’t see ruining our home lives by fucking a complete idiot and her showing up with child as a mistake…interesting.” Bjorn had never been one to sugar coat things. He loved his father, as he did his mother. But, his father had been stupid. He told him at the time, as well. “Yes, of course, I would rather have you here. Just no more being stupid..maybe one day, you could get mother back and get rid of that boring woman.”

eyes widen and brows raise, lips parting to expel a whoosh of air - he’s a daring bastard, admittedly just as ragnar had been and quite frankly is still. a hand rises, smacking the side of bjorn’s head. “ you are still alive, and your mother is still alive. you and I continue to talk, and I have everyone that I love still in my life. ” save for his daughter, who taught him to appreciate those in his life regardless of circumstance. “ I see no ruin here. ” despite his rough contact, ragnar’s lips quirk upwards.

“ no more being stupid, ” he promises with a wink. expressions are eccentric, not yet adjusted to his son’s age difference since they’d last spoken. “ but wait ! I fear that it is in my blood, bjorn. in fact, I think it must be in yours also ! ” a squint, teasing - which falls at the suggestion of him and lagertha getting back together. he would love nothing more than to wake up beside his former wife in the mornings ... as well as aslaug. IT’S WISHFUL THINKING. nothing more than a dream. he doubts lagertha would ever find it in her heart to accept such an invitation. “ she is the bearer of my sons, bjorn. your brothers. who is being stupid now. no - I have changed my mind. I do see ruin. by your hand, only. do you really wish to bring my heart this pain ? ”

#crowsandmurder #rps #interactions. ( ragnar. )#hhhhh i love interacting with ur bjorn

hey there! you’ve been visited by the bear of encouragement, here to tell you that you’re doing amazingly, your writing is fantastic, and cheering you on to keep up the good work! xoxo

im so incredibly late responding to this but wow what an absolute gift i cry thank you bear of encouragement i luv u.

#northpolebear #answered asks.#that's a lot of damage ; ( ooc. )#positive tag.#me stuffing biscuits into my mouth : fank u so mUnmCH

radioactive-synth

Alduin the World Eater

#c-crush me......#alduin.

HIS GHOSTLY FORM LINGERS, blazing barren hues piercing through the space between them. nearby, his enemy stands - back turned and facing toward the equally merciless landscape. witnessing jack sparrow, of all pirates, leaping headstrong into the jaws of the kraken had surprised him to say the least. effortless capture; he’d known better than to trust it, for within the dead man’s chest lay a painful truth that he daren’t respect. his heart was gone, and with it, his complete control over the sea, as was the ceaseless opportunity for his revenge.

the captain makes his presence known with a deafening thud, the point of his warped leg colliding with now-splintering floorboards. despite him being there with the confirmation of every sense, there’s a certain lacking in his person. jack isn’t dead yet, which begs the question : is jones truly there ? ETERNITY TRAPPED IN THE UNFORGIVING EMBRACE OF DAVY’S LOCKER, he’s witnessing first-hand sparrow’s unmistakable insanity as it dwindles. only when jack turns to face him does he speak.

“ your debt is settled. but I know yer hand, sparrow - which cards you intend t’ play. ” / @trickstercaptain

#trickstercaptain #rps #starter.#interactions. ( davy jones. )#catch davy thinkin jack swindled him of his heart #i hope this works !!

defendpower

GARRETT EDITS #2.

do not steal. do not reblog.

#ill be around soon #also garrett 100% has potential to have his own blog but my brain is... SWAMPED

johnanderton

If only you had a heart to give…

#calypso. ( davy jones. )#davy jones.

nmsys

Don’t you ever blindly trust someone. That’ll be your demise.

#isms. ( garrett. )

the hollow groans of the flying dutchman are beyond familiar, ingrained into expectation. a supernatural bubble surrounds the ship, transparent though it may be her unmistakable presence weakens even the strongest of knees. outside that bubble rests the sinking wreckage of the kraken’s latest victim. maccus sees to the inclusion of crew recruits, sailors whom lives teeter on the edge of life or death, now serving under jones’ command after promising one hundred years before the mast.

the captain rests impatiently upon his stool, slime mottled tentacles patting at the keys of his organ - a blood-boiling melody. he’s lost track of time, likely played the same tune for hours back to back. despite the anger it draws out from within him, equally the music takes him elsewhere. a better time, perhaps. or one that’s indescribably worse. sometimes, he struggles to decide. he’s trapped in his very own prison, constructed by himself.

the door creaks. maccus informs him of a trespasser. a woman, seeking to rescue a friend - who also happens to be a woman. the one jones had placed in the brig until he decides what to do with her. there’ll be no witches guiding his ship. the deafening thud of his crab-leg makes its way across the wooden boards and onto the deck, where his crew gathers. the trespasser in question has been detained, awaiting his arrival. once jones reaches her, his water-washed gaze examines from a distance.