I have crafted many fine wares. But none the fine enough gift you deserve.
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I have crafted many fine wares. But none the fine enough gift you deserve.
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She’d been seated at her vanity, her body servant carefully lining her eyes with kohl, the black line contrasting sharply with blue eyes. Though she did her best to stay still the voice of another servant made her jump. “Yes?” Attempting to remain still once more she looked at the woman through the mirror.
“You’ve a visitor, My Lady.” The woman said softly, leaving when Sigyn nodded. When she was finished she stood, brows furrowing slightly in confusion as to who would have come to see her. It had been several months since she had seen her mother, but a visit from her would have been announced.
Going to the sitting room of her chambers she paused when she saw who it was, “I had no clue you were to visit.”
He froze when he heard that familiar voice, though he should have been feeling relief. The truth was, he was nervous to meet with his daughters again, even his eldest, and he was hoping for a warm welcome.
Her tone did not feel as warm as he had imagined, and his anticipating smile faded as his brows furrowed together. “Is my visit unwelcome,” he asked, his voice not nearly as hard. He would leave, if she so wished. In truth, now that she was a goddess in Asgard, he felt below her. He worked for the gods, making their weapons and armor, and now, even before his daughter, he felt like nothing more than a craftsman.
I have crafted many fine wares. But none the fine enough gift you deserve.
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(Make your muse blush) your father can see you erping over there. (Iwaldi)
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“ G O D S, dad. Why are you looking?
“Stop being gross, you’re my father you should avoid the subject…and don’t listen.”
“I don’t see your mother teaching you these things.” “I wasn’t listening for that, I just happened to hear it.”
My muse has lost their memory and is relying on Sticky Notes strewn around to guide them.
Send anonymous Sticky Notes (“Sticky Notes” in ask box to specify) to help the character regain his/her/its memory, or deceive them into doing your bidding.
(Make your muse blush) your father can see you erping over there. (Iwaldi)
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“ G O D S, dad. Why are you looking?
“Look, Sig, if you’re going to do that, at least be safe about it.” “And don’t do it so loud.”
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DARK RP STARTERS
"You'll be fine."
"I'm afraid it's very fatal."
"These test results...don't make any sense."
"How far can your arm go before it breaks?"
"I'll carve your eyes out with a spoon."
"What does (s)he have that I don't?"
"Why did he choose her instead of me?"
"...Why?"
"Make as many stab wounds as you want."
"I am destined as your tool."
"The girl must die."
"The boy must die."
"I want to taste your blood on my lips."
"Where do we go from here?"
"These voices...cease to let me be."
"I...can't stop crying."
"Use me as you will."
"None of it matters now."
"Shadows follow my every step."
"You've gone...completely mad."
"I'm barking mad."
"Winter is coming."
"I could kill you right now."
"You...You're dead!"
"May the lord have mercy on your soul."
"The mental ward let me out early this year."
"Oh how i miss the voices."
"Everyone is equal when they're dead."
"Cancel Christmas."
"Bring me more war."
"I love war."
"I piss on your traditions."
"I hate your heart."
"I hate your soul."
"I promise, you won't feel a thing."
"Bring her to me."
"Bring him to me."
"A few holes in the head give the madness more space."
"I hate everything about you."
"I will abandon you."
"What is that girl up to?"
"I am stretched on your grave."
"Kill me now.."
"If I fall from the grace of God where no murdered ghost can haunt me.."
"You are one in from the plank, don't make me push you."
"I don't care."
"Leave me behind."
"Everything you've told me was a lie!"
"Everything I've told you was a lie!"
"How could you ever think to leave them behind?"
"Someone should nail your feet to the floor."
"My last breath will be your curse."
"He will KILL you."
"She will KILL you."
"I did nothing."
"It was an accident!"
"You've killed your own brother!"
"I want nothing to do with him!"
"How can I possibly trust you?"
"Pathetic."
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He had made another trinket of sorts, a locket of gold with a pale gold chain. On it, contained a runic initial, a thickly engraved “S”. Inside it were placed small moving images of Vanaheim and Nedavellir, a memento to the the two lands. Though he had made a few others, some with other initials, he planned to deliver each one himself. He had spent far to much time away from the recipients to pass up such an offer.
He would be taking a hit, however, on work orders. Warriors need their swords and their shields, their axes and their staves. But, even if just for this instant, family mattered more.
So off he went to Asgard, to visit his first daughter. He packed very lightly, not intending to stay much longer than to deliver, and traveled across the rainbow bridge to the city of the Gods.
I should say that was not a vague blog its just weird for me, as sigyn's father, to reblog that.
-sees picture of sigyn- -goes to reblog photoset- -shes naked in a photo- Now its just weird.
Send me “HC” + a word and I’ll write a headcanon about it.
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