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so easily A M U S E D. affiliated ODIN ARROW

[isolaradiale]

here to finally migrate odin arrow (ava's demon) from citta, as per my reserve; app can be found through the navigation menu or under /app!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Odin!

You will be housed in HOUSE 173.

You will be returned everything you were given previously.

– mod altair.

[starchillcd-a-blog]

bopeep:

w/ a monotone voice “wow that is so wild”

[ashstryker]

i’m honestly surprised you remembered i draw flaming arrow! anyway, i hope in the next update odin and ava have a little reunion (pls let them hug)

[mortist]

[ thewrathwithin ]

   A vibration is felt deep in her chest, an odd sensation for anyone who wasn’t aware of Ava’s condition. She hastily removes the cape that hides her drawer, opening it and grabbing her phone in fear someone she knew might need her aid. No such message was received, but one that gives Ava a sense of dread all the same.

TO: Old Nerd FROM: Ava

No. I don’t know. Is anything ever okay here? 

Why? Are you okay?

SHE HAD A POINT, this place was off the rails pretty much every day. He should be used to it.

[ TO ] Firefly [ FROM ] Odin Arrow

[ 1 / 2 ] Yeah. Just wanted to check, I guess. [ 2 / 2 ] Listen, I love you, ok.

Okay, so this wasn’t the best way to say it, but it needed to be said. He was still working on having the guts to say it aloud, let alone a text message.

[busybeesflowershop]

Flyers and posters slowly can be found going up over the weekend with big, pastel font and floral designs that reads:

This Monday we here at Busy Bee’s invite you to come to our third annual Flower Festival! Located in sector six, look for the giant mushroom circle and you have found the festival! Admission is completely free! Many surprises and new wonders await you, with a special event taking place on the last day of the festival! We look forward to seeing you there!

[mortist]

NOTHING LIKE A WILDFIRE OF CHATTER to fill his head with worst case scenarios. Last he saw his sisters, the building was coming down around them in a blaze.

Odin Arrow sat aside the streets, thick with foot traffic, slumped in a park bench and adrift these thoughts. His brow grew heavy with each passing minute, while a whining Freki pawed at his hand almost knowingly. He wished people would stop talking so much sometimes.

[mortist]

➞ @thewrathwithin

THIS SHOULD BE EASY BY NOW, so why did his fingers pause over the keypad at the start of each new word? Why did he keep deleting it all and starting over? What the hell was wrong with him?

[ TO ] Firefly [ FROM ] Odin Arrow

[ 1/1 ] Hey Firefly, everything ok?

[mortist]

➞ @blowyourhousedown​

THE NERVE OF HIM, seriously! He could chase the thing through ‘til dawn and it still wouldn’t tire. And of course, when he took a step after a moment slouched and catching his breath, the animal turned to whip off and prolong this chase– but instead, his interest was snapped up by a member of the thinning public, and they were promptly met with a face full of friendly licks. Just some guy he didn’t know from a hole in the ground.

                                                                          Shit.

          “FF-Freki! D-Down!” he stopped a couple of metres short, urging the dog back to his side, and funnily enough, there was compliance.

Kneeling to secure the dog with a hand at the collar, the other paying it a rub to the neck, Odin cast a reluctant glance toward the stranger.

          “… S-Sorry.”

[mortist]

➞ @starsown​​ 

HE’D RETREATED TO HIS USUAL HAUNT; a quiet spot at the edge of a fountain and with Freki all too eager to accompany him. He’d been drawing again-- quick scrawls of passing faces, and among them sprinkled foxes and wolves. The place was largely unbothered by foot traffic, so he could do so without much care for an audience---

Or so he thought. The presence at his shoulder, so unlike what he was used to, startled him and in so doing he snapped his book shut. Was it seriously too much to ask that he could just have a moment’s peace? 

[mortist]

MAYBE HE SHOULD HAVE A LITTLE MORE FAITH, or whatever it was that helped people sleep at night-- but the reality was: faith didn’t even get you half of the way. He knew. He’d learned, and the hard way too. All he got instead was a gut full of FEAR, sitting in silence in the living room while his dog slept about his feet, the TV screaming static.

Maybe that’s what caring so much meant. And he didn’t even notice the ghost haunting the doorway, bringing with him that same cold violet glow.

[mortist]

thewrathwithin:

onewayvector:

His expression looked unimpressed– no, more accurately, he looked quite bored as Ava dug through her wall of books, having been invited(coerced) into her home, saying she had something for him. A book, evidently enough, although not one he’s already read, supposedly. Not that he needed any reading anymore, considering how his brain is already full of knowledge academic-wise. 

    “…Take your time,” he sighed, his head dipping slightly as he let a bit of sarcasm seep onto his words. He resisted the urge to click his tongue, not really a fan of waiting around someone else’s home but he also didn’t want to be rude– well, not as rude as he could be, at least. “Why the fucking book anyway?”

The sound of a door opening pulled his attention away from the auburn-headed girl and instead, onto a taller, scruffy-looking male with a tiny dog accompanying him. Her housemate perhaps? Boyfriend? Well, whatever he was to her, he didn’t care. He was only here for the book. The older male was only spared a gaze, and nothing more. In fact, he gave the dog a softer expression compared to the one he shot Odin with.

There was tension in the air now.

    “Don’t fret,” he spoke out as the taller male walked past him. “I’ll be gone as soon as she’s done looking for that book.”

@thewrathwithin· - mortist - onewayvector

   Odin greets her with his usual lazy grin that only appears when he believes no one but her can see it. Ava doesn’t notice it, however, till it is gone. The moment Odin glances at Accelerator, there is a noticeable disdain that fills the air around them. As though Ava had brought some stranger into their house, and they were completely unwanted. That was not true concerning Ava. “No, not that one. Are you sure you haven’t seen it anywhere else?” 

   For a brief moment, Ava is scared. Terrified because both Odin and Accelerator could say the wrong thing and send each other into a shouting match. Having not explained the existence of the other to either of them, Ava was already fidgeting and trying to calculate just what to say.

   “Y-You don’t have to go!” Though she knows she could not stop him, Ava doesn’t like the feeling of either of them thinking she wants Accelerator gone. 

   “I mean… if you want to you can go. Or whatever. I’ll keep looking.”

   “But, yeah, um… this is Odin, my boyfriend. And this is Accelerator. We met when you were gone.”

@mortist

          “S-Sure.” he waved off the introductions, and the backhanded remark, “I’m gonna go feed Freki.”

A half-assed excuse to take himself away from an unwanted situation-- and Freki didn’t even follow him, instead hanging back to investigate this kid. He cast a withering look over his shoulder, his dog none the wiser, muttering sullenly.

          “T-Traitor.”

Too bad he didn’t have a knife to cut the tension with, but he wasn’t interested in kicking up a fuss, hence his quick departure. It was no big deal, he’d just busy himself with whatever lie tipped his tongue the fastest until the guy left. His efforts were reserved for so few-- why waste the words, when he had so few to share with strangers he didn’t care for. He just removed himself from the equation now. He was Ava’s guest, and none of his concern.

He withdrew to the bedroom, where he dragged on his pipe in peace for a few minutes, a mist of violet gathering about him. He settled back against the wall, relishing in the quiet, when his eyes dared roam earthward and caught the spine of a book peering out from beneath the bed. Brows rising, he pushed off the wall and stooped to retrieve it. Well what do you know, this was probably the book Ava’s looking for, and he had to find it.

... Great, he thought wryly.

With pretending he didn’t see a thing out of the question, he rose to return to the pair in the neighbouring room, trailing a thread of smoke in his wake-- but not before first leaning past the doorway to peer in. Still there, he noted. Well, whatever.

          “... Uhh, h-hey--” he traipsed over to her, one hand pocketed, offering the book, “This the one? It w-was under the b-b-bed.”

thewrathwithin ➞ mortist ➞ @onewayvector​

[mortist]

ODIN ARROW       from Ava’s Demon

     ➞ born November 1st.      ➞ 5′11″.      ➞ currently a host for the demon Pedri Nanezgani.      ➞ he’s often seen smoking his pipe-- this is in fact to suppress Pedri’s voice.      ➞ he has a stutter; it worsens when he’s nervous and disappears when he lies.      ➞ unsociable, cynical, and distrusting of everyone ( with the exception of Ava Ire in Hive City ).      ➞ his confidence on a scale from 1 to 10 is -1.      ➞ he has anxiety.      ➞ he has three sisters: Raven, Crow, and Magpie.       ➞ good shot with a gun.      ➞ experienced hunter and tracker.      ➞ he likes daydreaming, drawing, coffee, and cold weather.      ➞ dislikes loud people and talking.      ➞ he has aquaphobia ( fear of water ).

[thewrathwithin]

if odin shrinks down and crawls into your chest drawer is that vore or

yes.

[mortist]

[illumancer-deactivated20200426]

im love him

[busybeesflowershop]

It is that time of year again, and Busy Bee’s will once more be having it’s Valentine’s Day sale! Let us help you with all your floral needs this February 14th! Whether they be for a lover, friend or family member Busy Bee’s will help you find what suits your special someone this Valentine’s Day.

15% Off Any Potted Plant or Flower Bundle!

25% Off Any Purchases Including Roses!

And if you are too shy, or would rather surprise your loved ones, Busy Bee’s offers a delivery service that will be half it’s normal price for any purchases now till Valentine’s Day! So stop by Busy Bee’s this Valentine’s Day! We hope to see you soon!

*NOTE: We do not sell any poisonous, harmful, or decaying flowers. We will not delivery them either. We will, however, be offering joke and insult cards this Valentine’s Day for those you who just don’t really like but would wish to prank.

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✾ Alright, this is the ooc portion. Just like last year we are sending flowers out to others this Valentine’s Day! All you have to do is fill out a form, submit it to the Busy Bee’s submit, and we will send flowers to whoever you wish! This is going on starting  Feb. 6th and ending on the 12th at midnight. I am cutting it off so I have time to send all the flowers out and make everything look nice and pretty! There is no limit on how many flowers you can send, and everything is meant to be in-character. If you have any questions make sure we know you are speaking out of character so we can help you!

Form Name of Recipient (URL Included would be super helpful!): Name of Giver (Anonymous is Accepted): Type of Card: Sincere | Prank Type of Flower or Plant You Wish To Send: Amount: Single Flower | Bundle | Bouquet | Vase Filled Personal Message (Optional):

✾ Remember, you can only send us your requests starting today (Feb. 6th) till the 12th of February. If your recipient’s submit box is not open, then there is nothing we can do. You may want to check if their’s is open before sending in flower orders. After the 12th on midnight I will sadly have to decline any requests as to prepare for those I have. We am very excited to be doing this, and I hope you all enjoy this too! Thanks, guys!

[mortist]

HE WISHED he could care about any of it-- except he doesn’t, actually.

[mortist]

[➡] won’t you walk with me?

➞ @thewrathwithin

YEAH, OKAY, so he was slightly out of sync with the radio, and yeah, he was just a little off-pitch-- but for once, Odin didn’t actually give a damn. He’d let himself get so lost in the song, trapped in a hushed humming of the tune. He didn’t know why, he wasn’t even sure he liked the song, it was just catchy, and it had a hold of him. In the isolation, he needn’t worry about some stranger hearing him or gunning for a conversation, as they so often did. It was just him, bundled under blankets on the couch with a lit pipe between his lips, and Freki, curled up and content beside him.

He couldn’t hear a thing but the music, and his bettered attempt to keep up-- not a voice otherwise.

As he gave in to the itch begging his foot to tap out the beat, his pencil glided to and fro over a page in his journal, open across his lap; the messy beginnings of a sketch depicting a wolf yet again. He hadn’t even noticed the smile scarcely tugging at his lips this entire time.