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@dxttirguxanna
If you’re still interested in rping with me, I have a random OC I’ll be working on here.
I deleted the other post for I was getting spammed with likes but um, kind of lost muse for all viking characters
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Dying rp Starters
"Stay with me. Come on, just a little longer."
"You're gonna be fine, okay? You... You'll be fine."
"No. Oh, no. No no no. This can't happen. No. You can't die."
"Shush, just concentrate on staying awake, okay? Don't sleep."
"Oh my god... Don't give up! You can't give up!"
"You can make it through this. I know you can. Y-you have to..."
"Where did they shoot you!? Where did they sh-- Oh... Oh, god... Oh please no..."
"The doctor explained everything to me... I... I can't just let you go like this. I need you."
"Oh, god. Please be alive. Please still be alive."
"There's nothing they can do. I-- I'm so sorry."
"No. They're wrong. They're wrong, okay? You're not gonna die."
"Please, fight this. You have to fight it. You have to live."
"Don't die... Don't die on me. Please..."
"Listen to my voice, okay? I need you to stay with me. I'm bringing you to the hospital."
"I wish I could tell you everything was going to be fine..."
"Come on, now. You've lived through worse than this. Just... Just live through this too."
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you."
@dxttirguxanna
↳ Gyda & Hel Aesthetic.
“That is the same thing and you know it!”
“They are totally different!”
@dxttirguxanna
↳ Gyda & Hel Moodboard.
“Stop getting up so early. You always wake me up.” @dxttirguxanna
For a moment he stared at Gyda, who was still on his bed and had her eyes closed, before he started laughing. “Someone has to get up and do things that others don’t want to do” he teased her. “I’m just going for my morning run and then I’ll make breakfast. Unless you have gotten your ass out of bed by the time I’m back and have done that for me.” He was fully grinning now as he grabbed his earbuds to listen to music on his phone. Checking the time on it as well, it was a little past 6am, which wasn’t early for him, at all. “And btw, it’s not that early.”
For the last few days, Gyda had ended up in her brother’s bed. He didn’t complain too much, for half of the time she joined him in bed was due to her not feeling well and being scared of being alone. The other times it was just nightmares, or something spooked her. However with going to sleep with her brother, it meant waking up with him. He always got up early for a run, and it was driving her nuts! One moment she was all warm and cozy against his side and the next.. poof! Coldness and the noise of her brother getting ready to head out! Can’t he learn to be quieter? Or.. just wait to go for his run after breakfast? “You owe money to the swear jar,” The girl mumbled, tugging the blankets up over her head. It was quite clear she wasn’t moving, or getting up anytime soon.
“No.” Gisla replied, shaking her head. “Have yet to find husband.” She added with a shrug before finally cracking a small smile, “It is good you are well.” She told her with a nod, “And not warrior. You will stay safe.”
She did not want her hurt, she did not want any innocent hurt. Knowing that Gyda would not be out with the other shieldmaidens brought a small bit of relief to Gisla’s worries. The girl had been so kind to her before. She could not forget that.
“..Are you looking for your own husband?” She heard it was common here for daughters to be married off, almost always! Plus it also happen back home.. Thyri's marriage had been arranged before Gyda’s father took on the title of Earl. However, the one good thing about her parents being apart was the fact she couldn’t really be married off, so there was no need to worry there. But did Gisla have that problem? She was her father’s only daughter, and he seemed to love her dearly. Would he arranged a marriage without Gisla’s approval?
dxttirguxanna replied to your post:“Can we just stay in today?”
“..Well, stay outside then.” At least while the sun was out. “Stay in the sun and do nothing?” She asked again, stepping over to rest her head on her mother’s shoulder.
Again. Gyda just wanted to waste the day away doing nothing when in fact there was plenty that needed to be done. With a second attempt to convince the shield maiden to do nothing. It must of been a wish for her daughter to just relax along side her instead of completing the list of chores.
With a sigh crystals shifted viewing Gyda from her peripherals.
❝ Have the goats been fed? ❞
“If I go feed them, could we just lay down in the grass for a little bit?” ..And do nothing. “It’ll just be for a little bit, to lay on the fresh grass and breath in the fresher air! We don’t need to let brother or father know,” And he doubted either would be too upset, as long as Lagertha said it was alright and that they get some food.
[I’m following some people I don’t remember interacting with before, and I’m half guessing some of these people just turned their account into a new character, so- I’m just going to unfollow them on Gyda&refollow them onto another rp account of mine. If you do want to interact with Gyda though, just let me know! Many of these characters are just different fandoms and hard to work in with Vikings.]
“God of thunder.” He would love to play a God with a hammer, he believed, as a child. To him, Robert used to be some kind of God, this great warrior with his hammer that was invincible. But then he grew up and he no longer believed in Gods, magic or his brothers. “Is that your favourite God then?”
“Yep!” The girl smiled, watching some more lightning strike and light up the sky before finally stepping back from the window. “Thor? No,” She looked up and over at the man. “I don’t have a favourite like mother and father do, I like all the Gods! ...Do you worship any Gods?”
With an amused laugh, she took hold of Gyda’s hands. Spun her round and hugged her to her chest. With her back to Hel, it was only too easy to lean over her shoulder and press an affectionate kiss to her cheek. “My dear, you are the one who waged a war against a god.”
“..You started it,” The girl huffed half-heartedly, clearly knowing there was no way for her to get out of this. At least with Hel holding down, she couldn’t tickle her! Hel only had two arms, as far as she knew.
Glancing over at the stew bubbling over the fire the woman smiled a little more. “Soon sweetling.” Lagertha was unbraiding her hair for the night, golden strands were slowly coming undone and leaving waves in their wake.
Soon, that was good enough for her. So, she made sure her weaving was fine and carefully moved to sit down with her mother. “Can I help?” She questioned, shyly raising her hands to help undo her mother’s hair. And play with it.
“ - you heard I am a good dancer? What nonsense did Floki whisper in your ear this time? ” Helga couldn’t stop the bubbly laughter that slipped past her lips, clearly a little tipsy already. “ I like dancing yes. The way it makes you feel free, but that doesn’t mean it is pleasing to watch – ”
Giggling, the girl pulled the woman over to try and get her to dance. “It was Torstein, not Floki- besides, I’m going to dance with you! I don’t care how it’ll look,”
“Get in the car or I’ll leave without you on purpose, kiddo.”
Without another word, the girl quickly got into the car.
“Gyda. I’m not getting you more candy. Not if I didn’t realise until I got home. You’re really trying your luck.”
“What if I share it with you? I picked one we both like!”
“And yet you were so unworried, you went back to look at the candies again?”
“...You owed me some candy for leaving, so.. I had to go pick some.”