𝖆 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖉𝖔𝖜

Sigyn Laufeyson || Indie || Goddess || "Widow" of Loki || S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent || Marvel & Myth RP || Open to all fandoms || 18+ only please. Read rules before interacting. || Selective This is the main blog to all my other indie muses (sideblogs) which can be found HERE Twin name: Sin, Redd {depends on verse} {{Mun is 21+ with 12+ years of RP experience}}

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Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts..

“Well what do we have here?”

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“A show, it seems. While it was not my intent, there is something. . .appealing about you.”

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After seeing masterlists reblogged dozens of times, I found that every time I clicked on one it hadn’t been updated in months. So, with that in mind, I decided to create my own with the promise to keep it as updated as possible. It can be hard to find partners in the indie community after all but, by clicking HERE, you’ll be redirected to a list of Marvel roleplayers in the community ranging from canons to OCs! I’ll check through the blogs every once in a while and anyone gone inactive for over a month without a hiatus note on their blog will be removed. So, how do you join?

FOR CANONS: In the tags, simply type “canon: character name” followed by “ooc: name/alias + age + pronouns”.

FOR OCS: In the tags, simply type “oc: character name” followed by “ooc: name/alias + age + pronouns”.

If you have a multi-muse blog then just make sure to tag each of the characters that you write on said blog that tie into this particular universe. And, yes, even if you simply just have a verse for your muse that’s in the Marvel universe then you can definitely still be put on the list. Just keep in mind that if your muse is a canon character from another tv show, movie, etc then put them down as an OC. Thank you!  

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𝖛; 𝖜𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉

🇦🇱🇪🇽🇦🇳🇩🇪🇷 🇩🇪🇦🇳 “🇫🇮🇹🇿” 🇫🇮🇹🇿🇬🇪🇷🇦🇱🇩 &&  🇸🇮🇬🇾🇳 “🇸🇮🇳” 🇮🇼🇦🇱🇩🇮🇩🇴🇹🇹🇮🇷

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𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝕶𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖘 || Sig & Killian

[sigynlaufeyson-love]

misguidxdmisfits:

Rolling his eyes, “Well, sorry I’m not as sophisticated as ye are, love.” He said, “But I’m a pirate and this is how we talk. This is also how we dress so if ye’ve got a problem with it, I suggest building a bridge and getting over it.” As she asked for his name, he thought about whether or not he could trust her. She was new after all and he’s never really trusted anyone at all, especially if they were new, but there was something about her.

“Name’s Hook and that’s all ye’re going ta get from me.” He said, placing his hand on the hilt of his sword. “Now, tell me…” Pausing, he pulled the sword from its sheath. “What business do ye have here?”

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While his words did bring a laugh from that slender throat, his words rang with . . .something that made her chest tighten. “ Oh you are something delightful and eye-opening. ” Nearly white hues glanced at his namesake and she arched one red brow. So that was how he wished to be called? The Vanir could manage that, for a time.

It wasn’t really smart to make enemies given that she had no idea how she’d managed to screw up another portal and where she was. Well, perhaps ‘Hook’ could help with the latter. The drawing of his sword made her sigh as she crossed her arms beneath her bust. “ Is that the proper manner in which to speak with a lady? I suppose you do not have nefarious intentions for drawing that blade. However, you are not the only one armed. ” Pulling ornate pieces of gold from her sleeves, she let her hands glow a pale blue before the gold was replaced by golden shortswords in either hand. “ I do not wish to go this route with you. I am lost from my world, from . . . ” It was her second world that she’d called home. “ Portals are not as reliable as one might wish. ”

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“You’re Mine” {{ From Sin }}

“Are you sure it’s not the other way around, my little sinner?“ The beginnings of a smile curled the corners of his mouth as he looked at the blonde. 

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It was. But how could she ever admit aloud to him? He wasn’t wrong with the name, not in the least. “ And if it were? I’d still hate you. I just. . .want you when you’re like this. ” And he had to know that after all her attempted escapes and the few nights she did go crawling to him.

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[sigynlaufeyson-love]

𝕸𝖞 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓

As she stroked his bare skin, Chaos was sent into overdrive. His skin began to glow so bright and hot, the gym was half illuminated. His fangs elongated and his muscles tensed, causing more golden scales ripping through his human skin. He threw his head back and let loose a monstrous roar, shaking the foundations of the gym. But he knew that was never enough. “Your touch keeps me alive,” he snarled, feeling a trickle of energy enter his body.

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The Vanir knew there was no use in trying to calm him, to bring him back from that edge. And she didn’t want to. Others might fear a dragon, a god, being in such a state; not her. She trusted him, knew him, and she’d come to grow fond of Chaos in all his forms. That roar brought a shiver from her, her breath catching in her throat.

“ Then may you never be without it, ” the redhead breathed. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her head to his shoulder. “ You were trying to summon me, were you not? ” So much had happened. A darkness had taken hold in her long ago, leaving her to want nothing more than peace from others, or their screams. Until a similar darkness was found in another. “ You are finished here, ” she murmured, not making it a question as she gently pulled away.

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Show Off||Chaos and Dark!Sigyn

[sigynlaufeyson-love]

𝕸𝖞 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓

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@sigynlaufeyson-love

The Dragon sniffed the air. His wife had arrived. A grin enveloped his mouth as he continued punching the wood, watching his claws splinter the area. In a furious golden glow, he roared long and loud, as if to arouse her. His scales stood up on his body, as if he was wearing a suit of gold plated armour. He didn’t break a sweat, but he was panting. He wanted her to walk over here and praise him like the deity he was.  

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His reaction to her always pleased. Sure, there were days where he was more laconic, but she’d come to expect it of him. Those days, she sang his praises. The Vanir did as she knew he wanted, walking over in her minuscule garb, running her hands over his bare waist. “ You do know how to get my blood pumping. Was there ever a figure to behold before you? ” she whispered, her lips grazing those scales. “ Shake the very earth with the intensity of your roar for me. ” Azure eyes glittered with desire, her hands running up his back as she let out a shuddering breath. 

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A Mutant Delivered||Older!Martin and Dark!Sigyn

[sigynlaufeyson-love]

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝕻𝖊𝖙

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The man was brought before her by the kind of guards that wore too much armour. Martin looked a little bedraggled. His once tidy beard was now unkempt and wavy. That was the thing about staying in a dungeon. He wasn’t sure what was happening to him. All he knew was being dragged up to a glorious throne, and dare he think it, right into the eyes of a beautiful woman.

“Who are you? He asked, his voice croaking from lack of water. “And why was I brought here?” He somehow felt comforted and unnerved at the same time. 

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The armor was for a purpose: to keep her prisoners from overpowering or killing them. And it kept them from being seduced, the armor far too difficult to get out of and back in quickly. While her newest prisoner’s appearance made her want to demand he be immediately groomed, she resisted. Pale eyes that were nearly white in color gazed curiously at him.

“ You attack my home, my people, and then cannot even identify the mistress that now holds your leash. ” Motioning for him to be brought closer, Sigyn stepped from her throne. So much had changed, but she was back where she belonged: home. And with her family gone, she was the remaining ruler. “ To pay penance for the crimes of your people. ” Her voice was harsh as she gripped a fistful of his hair, leaning over him until her breath played against his skin. “ You belong to me now. Do you understand? ” Releasing him, she sighed and returned to her thrown, the high slit of her gown showing the skin of her thigh all the way up to her hip as she crossed her legs. “ Bathe him. Let him groom. His very appearance offends me. ”

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Send a ❂ to get a moodboard for our muses. || Accepting

𝖛; 𝖜𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉

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𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 𝓔𝔂𝓮𝓼 || Sig & Chaos

@telekineticdivinity

“ I am no prize to be won or handed off! ” the blonde Vanir cried, trying to pull away from her mother. She was to be a form of placation for the God that had destroyed so much of their home. They were all Gods in their own right, but this one. . . Why her? While she’d never wish it on her sisters, she didn’t think herself that much more beautiful or desirable than the other women of her family. True, she was more powerful, but her powers were still unpredictable at times, training still needed.

Her mother attempted to calm Sigyn, whispers of all the people that she could protect with her sacrifice. To use her daughter’s innocence. . .well, her mother was a peach. Sigyn stopped her struggling, allowing her mother to guide her over to the waiting handmaidens that were going to finish preparing her. Silent tears fell as she bit back the tirade threatening to spill from her lips.

That wasn’t to say she’d welcome her new ‘owner’ with open arms. Hearing footsteps, she turned to glare over her shoulder, a handmaiden setting the last curl into place, her face dry of tears. There was no evidence of how heartbroken she’d been merely hours before. It was tempting to wrap her arms over the nearly sheer white dress, but that would defeat the purpose. A sigh fell as the other ladies excused themselves, leaving Sigyn to her fate.

“ What am I to call you? ”

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telekineticdivinity :

The Mutant and The Dragon

TELEKINETICDIVINITY

An insecure orphan and a violent hedonistic deity. A beggar and a king.

Written by Josh

10+ RP experience, 3+ on tumblr

Mun and muses are 21+

Nsfw tagged. 

P.S. I apologise for Chaos.

Extra info here!

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                              “𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾”

                             Independent, semi-selective Drizella from OUAT.

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𝕭𝖆𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖓

Blood slowly dribbled out of him, the most of it stayed within his suit, absorbed by the thermal layer he wore under the armour, but his hands were covered in it. Smoke rose in the distance as the Batwing was becoming a pile of molten metal a few blocks away. Bruce needed to get out of New York, but he could barely walk, diamond tipped rounds embedded in his torso and limbs, no less than half a dozen. 

He tried firing his granel launcher, but his arm dropped and it pulled him off the roof. Dropping down the fire escape he fell through a number of levels, bouncing off the steel before reaching and open window, tumbling into the living room. He tried to get up, he tried to speak, but he could barely more under the weight of his armour, he just dropped onto his back with a groan, trying not to back out.

The smoke was what drew her, led Sigyn away from the comfort of her Midgardian home and to help with the Chaos. She would forever atone for sins that were not her own, would forever help the Midgardians that needed her. What was most curious was the pull on her being, the tug at her abilities that told her someone was in immediate need of her assistance. A groan almost escaped as she followed it, wishing that things were simple, that she could return home.

But they weren’t, and she couldn’t bear to. Watching the figure enter a window, she sighed and shook her head, making her way up to it. At least it was uninhabited. That would save a lot of questions she didn’t have the energy to answer right then. Pale eyes shone in the dim light as she knelt by the bleeding figure.

“ Are you with me? ” she asked softly, lithe hands emitting a soft blue light emitting so she could see what injuries plagued the man that called to her soul. Well, sort of. His need plagued her consciousness. “ Will there ever be a day of rest? ” Of course not. Sighing, she looked around, not knowing if she should risk moving him or not. For the moment, she opted for gently removing the rounds that were causing such issues. Her hands glowed brighter as she drew them out, trying to make it as painless as possible.

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𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝕶𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖘 || Sig & Killian

@thecollectivein-sane continued from here {{ X }}

“ Are you sure? It was the manner of your charm that made me believe that you were in need of proper armor. ” The redhead chuckled as she lowered her hand. “ Tell me more of your charms. What makes you think they will protect you? ” A smile clung to her pouting lips as she rested lithe hands on defined hips. “ I believed I missed your name. Or are there no proper introductions where you hail from? ” she teased.

[deadbiterpg]

Indie, Semi-selective Nïx the Ever-Knowing from Immortals After Dark Soothsayer and Valkyrie, plagued by a withering sanity and a need to party, fueled and fed by lightning. The daughter of Wóden {{Odin}}, Nïx is the primordial Valkyrie, first of her kind, and seeks to attain goddesshood. She shares the future…for a price.

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𝕰𝖞𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖘  || Fitz & Sin

@unfilteredapocalyptictyrant

This was the perfect opportunity. Fitz was out. She’d waited, listening intently in case he stirred. Every sound made her heart threaten to leap out of her chest, her hands sweating and shaking as she snuck barefoot towards the outer door.

Boots in hand, she quietly opened the door, her pale gaze flitting around. Her demeanor was seemingly calm as she walked normally outside, less terrified of the apocalypse than the man that had been holding her captive for so long. Nothing as horrifying as Fitz, as difficult to endure. Going off without food or water was stupid, but. . .she’d figure it out.

All she had were the small blades hidden at the waist of her small black shorts. Her short white t-shirt was worn and ripped, not wanting to accept anything from Fitz that she didn’t have to. Everything came at a price after all. And often, the price was too steep for her.

Just when she thought that she was in the clear, her bare foot collided with a metal pipe, a yelp escaping as she tried not to grab her aching appendage. No, she needed to run. It would’ve been smarter to do something to Fitz to keep him from running after her. . .but she didn’t want to risk him waking and realizing her intentions before she was long gone. Stopping for a brief moment, she tugged her boots back on before trying to run far away from the ‘shelter’ that was her forced home. But she was never fast enough. All her tries ended the same way: with Fitz dragging her back and making her regret it more than the time before.

There was more than one reason she’d gone with Fitz in the first place, before she knew he was a crazy bastard of course. Deadened arms attached to a rotting body grabbed at her, trying to pull her to a chomping infested mouth that wanted to feast on her alabaster flesh.

“ Fuck! Get off! ”

It had her arms pinned and she was having a difficult time getting to the blades at her waist. She tried to get a foot between them, to shove it back and not get clawed to Hell before she managed to escape. Was dying a horrific death worse than being at Fitz’s mercy? It was difficult to tell since her screams were coming involuntarily. Her foot collided with its abdomen as she managed to get her arms free. Sin stumbled as she darted away from the creature, her legs trembling as she freed a blade and turned to face it.

“ Come on, you ugly bastard! ” 

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i need a modern day hades and persephone plot like i need air tbh where hades is the big bad mob boss who has so many tattoos and wears leather jackets and kills people for a living and Persephone is this beautiful and nice girl who always had flowers in her hair and wears a lot of flowey dresses and pastel colors but he’s so in love with her hES WHIPPED AND I JUST NEED IT GIVE ME IT