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[birdxsong]

+allmustweep;;

" Gods--you scared me. "

The Godswood in Kings Landing was nothing compared to her home, yet she had not expected anyone to simply...appear.

"Y-You are not one of the guards. Who are you?" 

[theunburntsilverqueen-blog]

Silver Queen & Golden God [allmustweep]

The sun was fading in the autumn sky, the sky burned pink, violet and orange, stretching out across the horizon, casting everything with a golden glow. In this light even the Silver Queen glowed a soft gold, as if the heavens had seen fit to brush her with it. She sat on her dais, silver hair partially braided, partially curling down around alabaster shoulders. Her gown was a soft gauzy ivory, around her neck lay delicate silver chains, blue gems twinkling in the low light.  A delicate hand brushed against Rhaegal, the green and bronze dragon draped himself over her lap, a stark contrast to the silver that was his mother. Daenerys turned her amethyst eyes to Baldr, but she had not spoken a word. 

It was her herald that spoke first, a young girl of olive skin and luminous golden brown eyes. "You stand before Daenerys Stormborn of the house Targaryen." she informed him. "Queeen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men. Queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Shackles, the Unburnt, and the Mother of Dragons." 

It was only then that young woman spoke, "What may I do for you, good sir." 

[thedivinelionofasgard-archive]

allmustweep replied to your post: ...

Wait does that make him half black this is all very complicated stuff

Yes it does.

[theexaltedprinceofsin-archive]

We're music soulmates.

Allow me to plan the soundtrack for our wedding.

[kissofmistletoe]

A tang of iridescence rode the air, like sharp solder burning. Iron on the wind, blood and bravery to sting the back of the man's throat as the summer's night wrapped a lover's arm about him. Someone came. Someone of embers and stirred ashes. A figure of charcoal,  approaching.

''And who are you,'' called Baldr's voice into the dusk, straightening beneath the stars so cruel to catch a sight of the smoldering spectre, ''to come calling this eve alone?''

[kissofmistletoe]

Do you know any other Balder blogs? Not that you're not great. You just seem busy all the time.

((Baldr blogs? Balder blogs?! Baldur blogs?!

My my, yes, I do know a couple. You came to the right place, I store this adorable little shit high in my heart, and I love seeing other people roleplaying. Actually, I’m glad there are other people around now. ‘Twas pretty hectic on my own.

So, in no order:

Dirge-of-valor- My main homeboy, bless his poor hopeful little heart. The mun is possibly an angel fallen from the sky, or she sacrificed a whole nation for her kindness, charm, and writing talent. I’m possibly thinking of taking out half of England just to try and match her.

Allmustweep- Shh, don’t tell ‘em I’ve been creeping their blog since they appeared on my dash. They haven’t been around long, but already I can see they write like a dream. I’m interested to follow this one, I’m seeing the wonderful recurring theme of pout coming through already. Go follow, make them welcome and, Lokis, don’t torment too much.

Thefirsttodie- Don’t crush them guys, this Balder’s still got so much hope for the future. He’s in love and happy, don’t go ruining it! But, then again, it’s always going to end sadly, isn’t it? But the light from this one’s almost infectious, and it’s always a pleasure to write with them. Even with a character as woeful as mine, somehow their Balder manages to make light of any dark situation.

So, away with you, go follow these wonderful people. Spare my Baldr the torture of being poked with mistletoe and, remember, it’s only Ragnarok after all.))

[theoriginalbloodcountess]

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How many deities would enter her company this evening? How many while her mind busied itself to remove herself from foolish desire of revenge and trinkets for her celebration? Her mind was at war with two topics at hand. One to remove the life or to try her best to remove the life of a creature who harmed her lineage. The second, to begin her preparations for her day of birth. All of it now was set aside if only for a small while as her eyes removed themselves from the bon fire humans were creating in the park and towards the presence of the male.

"I am well aware when eyes are upon my form, however, it was your scent to reveal you are no human. Humans hold a varying scent, one of the rutted and one of the innocent. Those beyond it whole a differing scent. What is your name and your intentions?," she questioned, finding it best to place down her own cards of how she was aware of those in her company.