noble and worthy

[mapwielder]

hello!! my name’s mei, i go by she/her, and i’m 20!! this is a private, mutuals-only rp blog for randvi from ac: valhalla. all i ask is that you respect my rules and have fun!!

[mapwielder]

…..i miss….her……what if……

[disgustinggf]

[clusterofpixels]

Randvi appreciation post

[mapwielder]

Nodding, Randvi started to get up, then grimaced. An odd sensation was beginning to make itself feel known: a tingling, so bizarre in nature—and then the smell. Oh, what a foul smell.

“Eivor, something is wrong…” she trailed off tentatively. “Do you smell that? It’s horrid,” she commented, making a face. Grabbing Eivor’s hand, it was then that her overall demeanor changed, her eyes flickering as if she had just learned something new. With the hand she had taken, Randvi suddenly yanked Eivor towards and over her to slam her onto the ground on her back. She came just as rapidly, unsheathing a dagger from her boot and advancing on the drengr.

Yes, something was very, very wrong.

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Teal eyes looked at Randvi, tilting her head slightly. “Randvi?” Eivor didn’t smell anything, her nose sensitive to certain smells, yet she couldn’t smell anything off. But the fact that Randvi could be off-putting left Eivor concerned. Before she could reach through, suddenly Eivor was slammed toward the ground, and she grunted, the air knocked out of her chest.

The dagger came straight toward her, and Eivor reacted quickly. Her hand reached up to grab Randvi’s wrist, and her foot kicked out toward her stomach. “Randvi, STOP!” Eivor shouted as she rolled to the side, getting to her feet and looking at the redhead, confused. “What are you doing!?!” The drengr questioned. Randvi would never attack her; she would never strike against her, so what was truly happening?

Cursed. Poisoned. Something, something was happening to cause Randvi to strike out suddenly. “Randvi, listen to me,” Eivor said, refusing to pull a weapon but keeping her eyes on the Viking and her dagger.

[mapwielder]

The words that Eivor spat forth from her lips seemed to glide past Randvi as if they had never been spoken at all. The vikingr tumbled to the ground but tucked her blade in so that it didn’t strike her own side or any other flying appendage.

Violently, she turned on her heel, looking akin to a prowling lioness or a predator staring down her wounded prey. She advanced forward menacingly, opting for her own bearded axe—a deadlier weapon. Though, her pace was different. Something was different—even one of her eyes seemed…darker. Discoloured. Off.

“I’m killing you,” the advisor smirked. With that, she lunged at Eivor again, raising her axe to swing.

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“What?” The shorter woman sputtered. She stumbled backwards, not expecting the sudden weight shoving against her, but she quickly followed up behind the other vikingr. 

“Hej!” One hand reached out and grabbed Eivor’s arm to halt her in her path and turn her back towards her. Fuming, Randvi gritted, “Maybe I wouldn’t be swooning over other women if my own wife were not sitting in the corner brooding like a dead fish!” At that, Eivor was released, though the redhead crossed her arms and stood firmly in her path. 

“And what happened to maintaining allies, anyways? Surely you don’t intend to fight everyone like you have been fighting me!”

Eivor growled as Randvi grabbed her. But she would not strike her, anyone else she might have, but not Randvi. Eivor’s hands curled into fist, showing her displeasure as Eivor looked down at her. “You don’t even want to be my wife, so why are you so bothered by me brooding in a corner?” Eivor demanded as she felt her arm released but standing in her way.

“I don’t make allies, if you haven’t noticed. I’m a berserker. I’m the one they send in to kill everyone. I don’t make friends, I’m not wife material, and no one has ever cared about me!” Eivor shouted in her direction but realized she spoke too much. Eivor growled as she threw her hands up and turned around. Why did she open her big mouth!?

Her hand brushed over her forehead and pressed her teeth firmly together. “Look, you can make the allies if you wish. That’s what my brother is good at, or my father. But it’s not me,”

[mapwielder]

Randvi stood tall in the shadow of Eivor’s figure in front of her. The fist curl did not go unnoticed: she felt her own tense at her sides, ready to meet the hard knuckles of the berserker if they were to come in her direction.

“I don’t care if you think you’re only good at killing people,” Randvi interrupted fiercely. “A marriage is a partnership. I don’t care if you don’t like me, or if I don’t like you—that isn’t the point. We need to make decisions together for the benefit of both of our clans.”

She stood there silently, chewing on her next words.

“So, are you still going to run away, Wolf-Kissed?”

[jove999]

They’re all grown up

Fake family au ( 2 / 2 ) ( 1 )

[mapwielder]

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Eivor took the axe in hand, flipping it in the air as she looked at the broken destruction dummy of hay and linen on the ground now. She heard the steps and turned around, looking right into the eyes of her wife. She narrowed her eyes, giving a glare toward the woman, who didn’t seem to want to leave her alone. “My problem?” Eivor questioned, as she turned around and threw her axe at the pole, watching it dig into the wood. Splitters flew off and landed on the ground as Eivor twisted back around.

“I have no desire to watch you flirt and swoon over other women. If that’s what you want to do, go for it,” Eivor stated coldly as she turned back around. Her boots crunched in the snow as she grabbed her axe and pulled it out of the pole and slide it back into the holder on her hip. “Don’t expect me to sit there and watch.”

Eivor marched up toward Randvi, staring down at her as their height difference put her taller than the shorter viking. “Now if you excuse me, wife, I’m going to take a trip. I’ll be back in a few days. Enjoy yourself,” Eivor grumbled as she pushed past Randvi, heading to the stables. She needed to get out and get some fresh air away from the town.

“What?” The shorter woman sputtered. She stumbled backwards, not expecting the sudden weight shoving against her, but she quickly followed up behind the other vikingr. 

“Hej!” One hand reached out and grabbed Eivor’s arm to halt her in her path and turn her back towards her. Fuming, Randvi gritted, “Maybe I wouldn’t be swooning over other women if my own wife were not sitting in the corner brooding like a dead fish!” At that, Eivor was released, though the redhead crossed her arms and stood firmly in her path. 

“And what happened to maintaining allies, anyways? Surely you don’t intend to fight everyone like you have been fighting me!”

[ohisms]

𝑰 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑫𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑬 .    (   sentence  starters  originating  from  season  two  of  syfy’s  ‘ wynonna earp ’ .   adjust  pronouns  as  necessary ,  heavy  warning  for  mature  themes !   )

❛  you  truly  are  a  monster .  ❜ ❛  now ,  don’t  get  all  emotional  on  me .  ❜ ❛  you  have  amazing  taste  in  underwear .  ❜ ❛  my  poor ,  brave  baby .  ❜ ❛  when  did  you  become  such  a  prude ?  ❜ ❛  it’s  called  being  a  gentleman .  ❜ ❛  how  are  you  holding  up ?  ❜ ❛  i’ll  have  you  know  i’m  kind  of  a  big  deal  around  here .  ❜ ❛  you’re  gonna  need  me .  ❜ ❛  aw ,  you  did  math .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you  to  be  okay .  ❜ ❛  you  couldn’t  stop  me  if  you  tried .  ❜ ❛  better  nut  up  and  decide  who  you  can  trust .  ❜ ❛  if  you  want  me  to  trust  you ,  you’re  gonna  have  to  tell  me  the  plan .  ❜ ❛  you  stay  put ,  okay ?  ❜ ❛  there  is  a  possibility  i  am  now  hallucinating .  ❜ ❛  it’s  my  turn ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  who  are  you ?  you  know  what ,  i  don’t  care .  we’ve  gotta  go .  ❜ ❛  somebody  has  to  pay ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  could  come  in  …  i’m  gonna  take  a  shower .  ❜ ❛  they  should  be  scared  of  me .  ❜ ❛  remember  who  the  real  enemy  is .  ❜ ❛  this  is  the  worst .  ❜ ❛  i  love  watching  you  work .  ❜ ❛  please  don’t  shut  me  out .  ❜ ❛  i’m  sitting  right  here ,  there’s  no  need  to  holler .  ❜ ❛  what  do  you  even  do  around  here ,  [ name ] ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  anything  to  say  for  yourself ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  such  an  asshole ,  i  don’t  know  why  i  brought  that  up .  ❜ ❛  what’s  in  it  for  you ?  ❜ ❛  how  are  you  doing ?  still  having  fun ?  ❜ ❛  so  many  jokes ,  i  can’t  even  choose .  ❜ ❛  THIS  is  your  breaking  point ?  ❜ ❛  this  might  be  a  shitshow ,  but  it’s  OUR  shitshow .  ❜ ❛  sometimes ,  it’s  good  to  say  goodbye .  ❜ ❛  we  never  lied  to  each  other ,  you’re  free  to  kiss  whoever  you  like .  ❜ ❛  how  do  you  do  that ?  turn  your  feelings  on  and  off  like  a  fucking  robot ?  ❜ ❛  let’s  get  you  somewhere  safe .  ❜ ❛  i  feel  like  i  might’ve  lost  the  plot  a  bit .  ❜ ❛  all  i  dream  of  is  not  having  to  run  anymore .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  wanna  die .  ❜ ❛  this  is  what  i  bring  to  the  team .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  know  if  i  should  be  frightened  or  jealous .  ❜ ❛  you  wore  suede ?  what  is  it ,  your  first  day ?  ❜ ❛  to  add  insult  to  injury ,  you’re  stuck  with  me .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  like  being  blackmailed .  ❜ ❛  i’m  tired  of  running  and  hiding  …  and  then  running  again .  ❜ ❛  we’re  buying  better  bourbon .  case  closed .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  was  never  anything  but  proud  of  you .  ❜ ❛  oh ,  i  like  when  you’re  scary .  ❜ ❛  are  you  still  mad  at  me ?  ❜ ❛  as  long  as  you  want  me ,  i  will  be  by  your  side .  ❜ ❛  the  best  sex  is  make - up  sex ,  right ?  ❜ ❛  give  me  a  whiskey !  ❜ ❛  maybe  i  am  getting  soft ,  huh ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  i  have  this  gut  feeling  that  something  is  coming ,  and  it’s  bad .  ❜ ❛  i  can  get  you  whatever  you  need  except  time .  ❜ ❛  i  thought  this  time  would  be  different .  ❜ ❛  even  fury  road  has  pit  stops .  ❜ ❛  i  didn’t  know  if  it  was  your  thing .  ❜ ❛  baby ,  that’s  everybody’s  thing .  ❜ ❛  you  guys  need  to  get  some  more  hands ,  so  that  your  hands  can  stay  right  here  on  me .  ❜ ❛  every  time  i  close  my  eyes ,  it’s  the  same  nightmare .  ❜ ❛  are  you  going  to  be  this  much  fun  all  day ?  ❜ ❛  i  was  such  an  idiot .  ❜ ❛  clock  is  ticking ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  how  are  you  settling  in ?  ❜ ❛  how  long  are  you  around ?  ❜ ❛  what  am  i ,  human  tinder ?  ❜ ❛  listen ,  i  love  that  you’ve  got  your  own  thing  going  on  here ,  but  don’t  get  distracted .  ❜ ❛  you  have  my  undivided  attention .  ❜ ❛  two  shots  of  tequila  is  not  ‘abstaining’ ,  it’s  called  being  professional .  ❜ ❛  nice  try ,  but  snitches  get  stitches .  ❜ ❛  i  was  just  thinking  about  you .  ❜ ❛  some  things  never  change ,  huh ?  ❜ ❛  hey ,  watch  your  perfectly  glossed  mouth .  ❜ ❛  i’m  glad  you’re  putting  yourself  out  there .  ❜ ❛  why  is  everyone  so  obsessed  with  my  fun  levels ?  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  it’s  great .  i  could  just  scream !  ❜ ❛  not  bailing  on  me ,  are  you ?  ❜ ❛  do  you  wanna  get  out  of  here ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  drunk  and  you’re  talking  too  much .  ❜ ❛  shady  and  suspicious ,  therefore  gettin’  more  delicious .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  come  so  far .  ❜ ❛  when  you  stop  dating  psychos ,  THEN  you  can  give  me  relationship  advice .  ❜ ❛  let  him  go ,  it’s  not  worth  it .  ❜ ❛  if  that’s  broken ,  you’ll  pay  for  it .  ❜ ❛  don’t  tell  me  how  to  do  my  job .  ❜ ❛  oh ,  you  have  not  seen  harassment .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  keep  your  head  in  the  game .  ❜ ❛  have  you  noticed  any  changes  in  [ name ]  lately ?  ❜ ❛  you  know  what ?  forget  it .  ❜ ❛  i  heard  everything .  ❜ ❛  you’ll  be  broken  enough  for  her  in  no  time .  ❜ ❛  you  look  like  you  had  some  fun .  ❜ ❛  you  are  UNDERESTIMATING  the  day  i’ve  had .  ❜ ❛  are  we  too  late ?  are  you  okay ?  ❜ ❛  i  had  him  right  where  i  wanted  him .  ❜ ❛  this  has  to  end .  please .  ❜ ❛  brave  but  stupid ,  i’ll  take  it .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  yeah ,  now  i’m  sure  i  hit  myself  in  the  head .  ❜ ❛  i  hate  you ,  [ name ] .  i  hate  you .  ❜ ❛  you  think  i’m  stupid ?  ❜ ❛  why  didn’t  you  tell  me  any  of  this  before ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  stubborn ,  i  always  take  the  hard  way .  ❜ ❛  i  wasn’t  expecting  company .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  we’ve  really  gotta  come  up  with  a  secret  handshake .  ❜ ❛  should  …  should  we  have  a  safe  word ?  ❜ ❛  this  was  not  the  plan ,  it’s  too  dangerous .  ❜ ❛  stop  it .  all  you  do  is  play  games .  i  don’t  like  your  games .  ❜ ❛  i’m  trying  to  rescue  you ,  let’s  go .  ❜ ❛  doesn’t  anybody  have  any  faith  in  me ?  ❜ ❛  how  do  you  know  you  weren’t  followed ?  ❜ ❛  i  think  you  should  get  out  of  here .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  a  bad  person .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  a  bad  person ,  and  if  you  know  what’s  good  for  you ,  you’ll  stop  treating  me  like  one .  ❜ ❛  the  power  of  suggestion  is  a  formidable  thing .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  i  know  what  i  saw .  ❜ ❛  i  told  you  to  wait .  ❜ ❛  bad  news ,  they  ran  out  of  pumpkin  spice .  ❜ ❛  i  thought  tying  a  cherry  stem  into  a  knot  with  my  tongue  was  a  cool  party  trick .  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  ready .  you’ll  never  be  ready .  ❜ ❛  you’ll  never  be  locked  up  again .  ❜ ❛  whatever  you  did ,  i  want  to  help .  ❜ ❛  i’m  exhausted .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  having  any  fun .  ❜ ❛  what  are  we  going  to  do  with  you ?  ❜ ❛  i  salted  the  rim ,  i’m  not  a  savage .  ❜ ❛  are  you  feeling  alright ?  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  wanna  go  in  there ,  trust  me .  ❜ ❛  tell  me  why  i  shouldn’t  kill  you  right  here ,  right  now .  ❜ ❛  you’re  really  mean  when  you  drink  before  noon .  and  you  drink  before  noon  too  often .  ❜ ❛  well  frankly ,  [ name ] ,  the  situation  is  balls .  ❜ ❛  horrible  deeds  have  been  committed  here .  ❜ ❛  have  you  done  bad  things ?  ❜ ❛  let’s  get  you  straight  home  to  bed .  ❜ ❛  …  i  said  i  was  sorry .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  be  anything  you  want  me  to  be .  ❜ ❛  i  might’ve  caused  some  trouble .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  got  dark  corners  that  you  haven’t  explored  yet .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  enough  to  save  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  are  we  having  a  moment ?  ❜ ❛  there’s  only  one  way  to  make  it  stop  and  you  know  what  it  is ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  history  books  will  have  no  mention  of  our  names  or  our  deeds .  ❜ ❛  i  know  you  need  space  and  i  really  tried  to  stay  away ,  but  i  got  worried .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  you  now ,  okay ?  i  swear  i’ve  got  you .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  made  an  enemy  this  friday .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  would  never  say  something  like  that .  ❜ ❛  i’d  say  ‘make  your  peace’ ,  but  i  hope  you  never  find  any .  ❜ ❛  i  would  shoot  anybody  for  you .  ❜ ❛  i  knew  you’d  rescue  me .  ❜ ❛  i  have  enough  friends .  ❜ ❛  you  know ,  i’m  here  for  you .  now  and  forever .  ❜ ❛  we’re  all  on  the  same  team ,  now ,  right ?  ❜ ❛  you  can’t  just  ‘nope’  this  away !  ‘nope’  is  not  a  viable  plan .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  take  a  day  off .  ❜ ❛  if  it  sounds  like  a  hippie  hemorrhoid  cream ,  i  don’t  want  it  in  my  cup .  ❜ ❛  you  practice  those  googly  eyes  in  the  mirror ,  or  just  …  natural  talent ?  ❜ ❛  how  did  you  get  in  here ?  ❜ ❛  stop  pushing  me .  and  while  you’re  at  it ,  stop  judging  me .  ❜ ❛  i  remember  every  second  i  was  with  you .  every  touch ,  every  kiss  …    ❜ ❛  did  i  just  pass  out ?  ❜ ❛  i  think  we’ve  been  asleep  for  a  long - ass  time .  ❜ ❛  time  is  running  out .  ❜ ❛  you  haven’t  been  paying  attention .  ❜ ❛  goodie ,  i  love  conditions .  they  really  turn  my  crank .  ❜ ❛  you’re  amazing .  ❜ ❛  you  do  not  want  to  cross  that  line .  ❜ ❛  everybody  keeps  talking  to  me  like  i’m  an  idiot .  ❜ ❛  i  know  what  i  want .  ❜ ❛  you  shot  me ,  you  bitch !  ❜ ❛  i  have  something  to  tell  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  like  this ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  know  we’re  gonna  have  to  talk  about  this  eventually ,  right ?  ❜ ❛  room  down  there  for  one  more ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  saying  it’s  gonna  be  okay .  i’m  just  saying  …  i’m  here .  ❜ ❛  i  am  all  in .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  thank  god  you’re  here .  ❜ ❛  it’s  for  your  protection .  ❜ ❛  if  you  have  nothing  to  hide ,  what’s  the  problem ?  ❜ ❛  sorry ,  i  don’t  have  time  to  play  nice  anymore .  ❜ ❛  usually  she’s  a  fun  bitch ,  not  a  bitch  bitch .  ❜ ❛  wake  up .  [ name ] ,  wake  up .  ❜ ❛  evil  sniffs  out  evil .  ❜ ❛  you’re  very  nice ,  thank  you  for  that .  ❜ ❛  i  wonder  how  many  generations  have  surveyed  this  land .  ❜ ❛  i  think  it’s  starting  to  settle  in .  ❜ ❛  don’t  shoot ,  i’m  just  the  messenger .  ❜ ❛  it  was  a  long  time  ago .  ❜ ❛  you  are  kicking  ass  at  not  helping  right  now ,  you  know ?  ❜ ❛  we  should  talk .  ❜ ❛  you  are  such  an  asshole .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  hey .  i  need  a  favor .  ❜ ❛  i  told  you  not  to  make  this  weird .  ❜ ❛  i  hate  doing  everything  sober .  ❜ ❛  pace  yourself ,  there’s  SO  much  more  to  judge .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  become  [ name ]  by  confronting  problems  head - on .  ❜ ❛  just  shut  your  mouth .  ❜ ❛  okay ,  yeah ,  i  guess  i  deserved  that .  ❜ ❛  see ?  this  is  what  you  get  when  you’re  friends  with  a  nark .  ❜ ❛  step  out  of  my  way .  ❜ ❛  are  we  having  a  good  time ?  ❜ ❛  okay ,  let  me  do  the  talking .  ❜ ❛  justice  delayed  is  still  justice  served .  ❜ ❛  you  are  so  pretty  and  i  like  you  so  much !  ❜ ❛  you’re  drunk !  and  in  trouble .  ❜ ❛  this  whole  ‘lone  wolf’  thing  you’ve  got  going  on  isn’t  gonna  cut  it .  ❜ ❛  don’t  even  think  about  it .  ❜ ❛  did  you  mean  any  of  those  things  you  said ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  lucky  nobody  saw  that .  ❜ ❛  why  don’t  you  distract  me ?  ❜ ❛  this  is  only  gonna  get  worse  if  you  don’t  decide  to  help  me .  ❜ ❛  you  really  don’t  care  about  any  of  this ,  do  you ?  ❜ ❛  i’ll  be  gone  long  before  then .  ❜ ❛  so  this  is  where  it  all  began  …  ❜ ❛  it’s  hard  not  to  feel  like  an  outsider ,  even  for  me .  ❜ ❛  i  remember  what  it  feels  like  to  be  new .  ❜ ❛  hey ,  don’t  do  anything  stupid ,  okay ?  ❜ ❛  shut  the  hell  up .  ❜ ❛  at  this  point ,  i’m  no  longer  afraid  of  the  consequences .  ❜ ❛  how  did  you  come  by  it ?  the  wound ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  lying .  ❜ ❛  you  have  to  do  something  for  me .  ❜ ❛  why  wouldn’t  you  tell  me ?  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  need  you  to  make  decisions  for  me .  ❜ ❛  don’t  follow  me .  ❜ ❛  why  did  you  bring  me  here ?  ❜ ❛  i  deserve  to  be  saved .  i  do .  ❜ ❛  try  to  remember  who  you  were .  ❜ ❛  trust  me ,  we’ll  meet  again .  ❜ ❛  i  promise  i  will  never  hurt  you .  ❜ ❛  come  back  to  me .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  want  to  hurt  you .  ❜ ❛  eyes  on  the  prize .  ❜ ❛  surely  you’ll  want  to  hear  my  offer .  ❜ ❛  sorry  i  was  a  no - show .  ❜ ❛  aren’t  you  gonna  say  goodnight ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  too  hangry  to  have  this  conversation .  ❜ ❛  it’s  okay ,  it’s  better  that  i  know  the  truth .  ❜ ❛  am  i  the  biggest  cliche  ever ?  ❜ ❛  i  know  what  you’re  going  through .  ❜ ❛  you’re  so  lovely .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’d  never  do ?  tell  you  what  to  think  or  feel .  ❜ ❛  i  never  drink  alone .  it’s  sad  and  depressing .  ❜ ❛  i  would  do  anything  to  get  out  of  here  for  just  one  night .  ❜ ❛  say  something  …  preferably  encouraging .  ❜ ❛  is  this  your  thing ?  cute  but  annoying ?  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  protect  you  if  i’m  dead .  ❜ ❛  i  think  i  need  to  leave .  ❜ ❛  you  can’t  run  away  from  this .  ❜ ❛  you  repeat  this  convo ,  you  die .  ❜ ❛  don’t  lie  to  me ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  and  me ,  we’re  good  people .  ❜ ❛  hey ,  listen .  i’m  gonna  get  you  out  of  here ,  okay ?  ❜ ❛  sometimes  i  think  you  really  must  hate  me .  ❜ ❛  what  are  you  so  afraid  of ?  ❜ ❛  i  always  knew  you’d  be  the  death  of  me ,  anyway .  ❜ ❛  there’s  nothing  you  could’ve  done .  ❜ ❛  this  can’t  be  happening .  ❜ ❛  i  just  really  thought  i  was  doing  the  right  thing .  ❜ ❛  i  lied  to  you ,  and  i  shouldn’t  have .  ❜ ❛  i  have  never  loved  anyone  the  way  that  i  love  you .  ❜ ❛  can  we  all  just  act  like  we’re  winning  for  once ?  ❜ ❛  i  wasn’t  expecting  you  to  be  cool  about  it ,  but  the  pouting  is  getting  old .  ❜ ❛  am  i  the  only  one  who  didn’t  know ?  ❜ ❛  i  appreciate  everything  you’ve  done .  ❜ ❛  what  are  the  chances  you’ll  sit  this  one  out ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ]’s  never  gonna  forgive  me .  ❜ ❛  you  would  have  done  the  same  thing .  ❜ ❛  don’t  go .  ❜ ❛  i  learned  my  lesson .  ❜ ❛  i  should  have  trusted  you .  ❜ ❛  i  thought  it  was  your  fault .  ❜ ❛  i  plan  to  exploit  you .  ❜ ❛  just  so  everyone’s  clear ,  i’m  my  own  damn  weapon .  ❜ ❛  sorry  i’m  late ,  i  kinda  died .  ❜ ❛  mercy  comes  in  many  forms .  ❜ ❛  i  will  kill  us  both  before  i  let  you  walk  in  service  to  the  devil .  ❜ ❛  if  i  die ,  they  can’t  use  me .  ❜ ❛  i  am  so  very  tired ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  see  you  on  the  other  side .  ❜ ❛  i  care  more  about  this  than  anything  else  in  the  world .  ❜ ❛  you  are  …  extraordinary .  ❜ ❛  i’m  with  you ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  are  you  okay ?  ❜ ❛  would  you  have  done  any  different ?  ❜ ❛  i  would  have  done  everything  different .  ❜

[mapwielder]

“Yes, I have a town to run,” Randvi agreed, though she pointedly drew her horse closer and motion to it. Get on, or I’ll make you, her eyes said. “But you are currently staying with us, and that means you are part of this town, no? So you are my responsibility.”

Kassandra staggered and Randvi immediately stepped in front of her so that the tall Amazonian would not trample her in some way. Taking her by the uninjured arm she pulled her closer to the horse and patted the space behind the saddle.

“Come, Kassandra. You cannot do it alone.”

[mapwielder]

Nodding, Randvi started to get up, then grimaced. An odd sensation was beginning to make itself feel known: a tingling, so bizarre in nature—and then the smell. Oh, what a foul smell.

“Eivor, something is wrong...” she trailed off tentatively. “Do you smell that? It’s horrid,” she commented, making a face. Grabbing Eivor’s hand, it was then that her overall demeanor changed, her eyes flickering as if she had just learned something new. With the hand she had taken, Randvi suddenly yanked Eivor towards and over her to slam her onto the ground on her back. She came just as rapidly, unsheathing a dagger from her boot and advancing on the drengr.

Yes, something was very, very wrong.

[mapwielder]

Randvi allowed the berserker to begin undressing her, each layer taken offf seemingly revealing another until, finally, her top half was left in nothing but the linen wrap that they all wore. Dark ink marked nearly the entire top half, intricate viking designs all over her back and chest and black bands lining her muscular arms. They flexed, then returned, reaching for Eivor’s own furs and disrobing her almost reverently. Randvi’s eyes darkened, drinking in the sight of the blonde.

“I do appreciate the view the gods have set before me,” she remarked coyly. Her hands traced along the sinew of her muscle tantalizingly, teasing, until her fingertips reached a tendril of hair and looped it around. Leaning forward, she kissed along Eivor’s jaw and to her ear to nip at it.

“You should have.”

[asterriism-archived-deactivated]

»      @mapwielder​​​ — —  asked  :: This was never how it was supposed to happen. Every Viking imagines it being a blaze of glory, a final fight to cement their place in valhalla—“it” being death.

This was never how it was supposed to happen.

A sickly, creeping cold is slowly sliding up Randvi’s bones and seeping into her core. She feels her warmth drain into the soil underneath her, the same ground that her back had hit minutes ago when the arrow had pierced through her shield and into her chest.

Rust tangs her tongue and crusts against her lips. The trees above are blurry. It was daytime, but Randvi could swear she saw the stars as clearly as a hot summers night. Her head is spinning and her thoughts are blurry, and when she sees a head of blonde looking down at her, the pointed features of Eivor—well, she thinks that she’s dreaming.

“My love,” she breathes deliriously. “Join me. Lay—“ her sentence cut off with a hacking, rattling cough, “—with me, next to me. The stars… they are bright tonight.”

Eivor stumbled through the mud, grappling through the trees to find Randvi. Seeing her laying on the ground unmoving nearly stopped Eivor’s heart as she slid down beside her and pulled back the shield and watched the arrow rip out as well. “No no no,” Eivor’s raspy voice filled with terror as she looked at all the blood pooling on her chest and Eivor immediately took a handful of fur and shoved it against the wound. “Randvi, don’t you dare die. You, you are a viking, you will not die like this!”

Her voice raised as she glanced up at the sky and it was bright with the sun, trees hiding the shade, and then back down toward Randvi. “Yes, yes, they are. You focus on those stars.” Eivor needed to get her back to the camp and to stop the bleeding. “Please, Freyja, do not let your Valkyries take her from me yet. It’s not her time,” Eivor whispered the pray out loud, as she wrapped her arms underneath Randvi’s back and legs. Hoisting her up she quickly, Eivor ignored any weariness or exhaustion. Trudging through the mud as she glanced down to Randvi.

She would not be going to Valhalla tonight! Eivor would not allow it!

[mapwielder]

Everything was in a blissful darkness: no blood, no suffering, absolutely nothing. It was odd as Randvi floated there weightlessly. She found herself trying to find the ground, but there was nothing to touch or grasp in her hands. The empty black of the world began to shake and she felt herself falling, a large, booming voice shaking her bones: Randvi. Freyja, do not take her from me tonight.

A shuddering breath burst forth from her lungs at the exact moment the searing hot blade touched her flesh. A wretched scream tore through her vocal cords. The veins in her hands bulged and strained as she grabbed onto Eivor’s furs, ripped out tufts of the material and threw them aside. She fell back once again, sweat pouring down her head and into her red hair, eyes closed once more into a deep, deep unconsciousness.

“One-eyed all-father,” Randvi rasped, though she did not move. “What did I do to deserve such pain?”

[asterriism-archived-deactivated]

mapwielder​:

Already biting her tongue from saying something more than a tongue-lashing, the advisor silently wrapped the strips of frantic over the fresh wound—even if she pulled on it tighter than she had to. She could just place the blame on lowering the blood flow.

“Be careful,” she hissed. “What, did Eivor put you on babysitting duty? Is that it? Because I do not need to be watched!” Randvi exclaimed and threw her hands up. She was in charge of the town but that did not mean she didn’t know how to hold an axe.

“I do not need a body guard, and I certainly do not need you,” she continued heatedly. With that, she yanked her axe from the assassin’s corpse and wipes the blood and matter off of her tunic. She brooded for a moment, then jerked her head.

“Thank you, anyways,” she said, “for helping me. You didn’t have to.”

Kassandra had met few women with such fire in their blood; it was rare and a quality Kassandra truly loved. But she hadn’t expected it thrown at her. She shifted her arm as she tightened the surrounding wrap. “What do you mean? I’m… no?” Kassandra raised a brow as she had to laugh a little. “Trust me, if I was on babysitting duty, you would know. I just heard them,” Sharper senses, quicker reflects. It’s why she was often called a demigod.

“Of course you don’t need me. None of you do,” Kassandra grinned, amused by her heated words and watching the strength she held to pull out the weapon. She moved over, grabbing the sword and looking at the blade. Looking over toward Randvi, she smiled. “See, that wasn’t so hard. A little thank you. You’re welcome,” she mused as she stood back up.

However, the movement was too fast, and suddenly Kass felt her head spin. She stumbled and pressed her hand against the wall, and her other hand pressed up against her eyes as she allowed the dizzy spell to subside. Blood loss? Possibly, but doubtful, she didn’t lose that much yet. The only other thought was something on the blade, though she didn’t smell any poison. Perhaps it was odorless, and why they planned to use it?

“Malakas!” Kassandra growled as she pushed herself back up, trying to hasten away from Randvi. She had to get to her own house and deal with this.

[mapwielder]

Randvi watched, concerned, as the misthios struggled to stay on her own two feet. Darting forward she caught Kassandra by the elbow to steady her—though it might’ve been futile given the height difference between them.

“Ma—what?” She asked confusedly, though quickly shook it off. “Are you well, Kassandra? You are very pale—sweating bullets.”

As if to prove a point, she wipes her hand across her forehead, only for it to come away glistening with moisture. She jerked Kassandra back towards her pointedly and stood her ground crossly.

“What is it? Don’t run—you need help,” she insisted.

[asterriism-archived-deactivated]

mapwielder​:

Vibrations from the thunder outside caused the frame of the longhouse to rattle, though it remained steadfast through the storm that plagued their borough tonight. No one would be sneaking around in wicked weather like this—they would all be tucked away, safely in their beds.

Randvi sat atop furs next to Eivor and contemplated her words in the darkness. She shook her head and threw another log in the fire to keep it from going out.

“We have all night. What plagues your mind, mighty warrior?” She questioned sincerely. Her gaze remained elsewhere, as to give Eivor the time that she needed, for surely she was not used to confiding in others what haunted her in the darkness of the night.

“Do you have nightmares?” Randvi began. “Or perhaps the battle still rages in your mind while you try to rest?” Another stick. Some kindling. The fire burned well and bright now.

“Tell me. I will listen. Much more than I would a fable.”

Eivor sat on the ground, her arms resting against her knees as the longhouse shook a little from the thundering of the sky. No one would come into the longhouse, it was just Randvi and herself. Others would be in their home, riding out this terrible storm. Her eyes lingered on the flames of the fireplace, the flames licking against the wood and the smell soothing.

The question hung in the air with only the thunder to sing an answer at the moment. Where did she start? “Everything,” Eivor whispered, as she glanced down at the ground and shook her head as if ashamed to admit such things. “Nightmares, battled, Odin, it’s all haunting. I never sleep well most nights,” Eivor admitted. Did Randvi hear her at night in her own room? Did Sigurd? She wasn’t that far from their room and she rarely slept well most nights.

Looking up, she watched as Randvi ensured the fire stayed alive for the night, as she stayed the advisor’s room for now. “Odin whispers to me sometimes, and always deem that while I seek glory and honor, to bring it to the people I care for, that I haven’t done the right. Even my father, Sigurd’s father never approved of what I did. And now, I’m trying so hard to prove myself to Sigurd and even he disproves of it sometimes,” But that wasn’t what haunted Eivor, it was what lead up to what she did and all she tried to do to earn the approval of others.

“Sigurd and I had an argument just a few weeks ago. I wasn’t doing what he approved of and I only did what I thought would bring out Town honor. It wasn’t enough,” Never was enough. Nothing she did was enough. She closed her eyes as she lowered her head. “I never liked thunderstorms.” Perhaps it was chaotic, how Eivor hadn’t quite brought up the history of why she didn’t like thunderstorms, but she was building up to it. Mighty warrior. Eivor questioned even that word. She didn’t fear death, but she feared being lost. A deep breath ran through her lungs, the smell of hickory wood filling her sense as she licked her lip. “I don’t know where to start,” Eivor questioned. She didn’t want Randvi to think so little of her when she opens up about what troubles her.

Eivor couldn’t bare to lose Randvi’s respect.

[mapwielder]

The fire flickered in the dark of the bedroom as Eivor confessed what had been plaguing her as of late. The more she continued, the more it made sense: the nighttime terrors that Randvi overheard from her bed, the endless stalking about that she did, even the bags under her eyes that she seemingly ignored.

Odin was speaking to her in her dreams? These were visions, were they not? What did it mean in the long run? Did he help her or tempt her?

After a long silence filled with poking at the wood, Randvi spoke up.

“Have you discussed these dreams with Valka?” She questioned softly. “She would be the best consult for your visions of Odin. Even if you are… suffering, somewhat, you can only do your best, Eivor.”

The redhead shifted closer and placed her hand atop of hers encouragingly.

“You can tell me as much as you need to, Wolf-Kissed. Do not be afraid. Only the wind of the storm will hear any words exchanged between us two tonight.”

[asterriism-archived-deactivated]

The minute that sharp metal meets the balmy skin of Kassandra, Randvi feels the sudden impulse to scream.

Of course she obliges it—the vocalisation rips through her throat like a snarl in the heat of combat. She knew her back had been turned—but now they’d face her wrath with her full attention. She shoved the Grecian out of the way with an unseen force and immediately hurled both of her axes into the heads of the assassins that had encroached upon their encampment.

Seeing the blood seep from the freshly killed corpses into the soil quenched some of her rage. Randvi turned to Kassandra on the ground. Her eyes flickered to the large gash down her arm with some form of disappointment. Wordlessly she lowered herself and tore fabric off of her tunic.

“I can defend myself, Kassandra,” she said haughtily. “There was no need for such a risk!”

[  @mapwielder​  ]

Kassandra hissed as the weapon cut cleanly through her skin. Why didn’t immortality do something about her mortal flesh? She turned and glared, though, as if being wounded and bleeding only made her angrier. Before she could do a think about it, though, she felt a hand against her body and pushed backwards as she instinctively pivoted on her foot and skidded slightly and saw the axes hit the assassins, two axes in two heads.

A growl left her lips as she looked over at the two that were dead and immediately scanned the area. She needed to make sure there was no one else, no other assassins or allies to them that planned to try to take out Randvi. No doubt since Eivor was gone, Randvi was the one in charge and if they took her out, they could bring chaos to the town.

The voice broke Kassandra out of her mindset, and she turned her head to look at Randvi and raised a brow. “I never said you couldn’t’ defend yourself,” Kassandra stated, and shook her head. “I’ve dealt with assassins. I am one myself. There was no time to warn you for you to turn around and react,” Kassandra said, as she glanced down at the gash on her upper arm. IT was deep, the dagger slashed through and she needed to check to see if it had been poisoned. She rather not suffer through the illness.

Lowering down, she reached over and took the dagger from the dead assassin as blood stained down her arm and dripped onto the ground. “I’m okay, really,”

[mapwielder]

Already biting her tongue from saying something more than a tongue-lashing, the advisor silently wrapped the strips of frantic over the fresh wound—even if she pulled on it tighter than she had to. She could just place the blame on lowering the blood flow.

“Be careful,” she hissed. “What, did Eivor put you on babysitting duty? Is that it? Because I do not need to be watched!” Randvi exclaimed and threw her hands up. She was in charge of the town but that did not mean she didn’t know how to hold an axe.

“I do not need a body guard, and I certainly do not need you,” she continued heatedly. With that, she yanked her axe from the assassin’s corpse and wipes the blood and matter off of her tunic. She brooded for a moment, then jerked her head.

“Thank you, anyways,” she said, “for helping me. You didn’t have to.”

[asterriism-archived-deactivated]

»      @mapwielder​​​   — —  asked  ::   “do you think it’s infected?”

Eivor reached her hand over and pulled up Randvi’s suit. The wound didn’t look infected yet, but it could be. She guided her hand along the edges of the wound, seeing if she could feel any heat or raised pressure. Once Eivor was sure she didn’t see the rise of an infection, she pulled over a bag that she carried with her at all times. Valka had given her different salves and ointments in case she ever ran into a situation while on her own. She pulled out a few containers and set them down.

“These should help keep an infection from setting in, and the other helps with healing and pain.” she washed the wound first with some water and glanced up toward Randvi. “How did you get this?” Eivor questioned, as she smooth some of the salve over the wound and then took a wrap and moved it over the wound and around Randvi’s waist making sure it was secure and then she pulled down Randvi’s shirt.

[mapwielder]

Randvi grimaced and watched as the warrior went through the motions. Her abdomen burned fiercely and felt hot to touch—it felt off. Something told her it wasn’t a normal wound. A poison, or a venom, perhaps? A curse?

Notably, it took her longer than usual to give a proper answer, though it seemed she just wanted to bite her tongue and not give it away. Begrudgingly, she muttered:

“I stole an armour set from a hamlet upriver and one of them nicked me.”