#danmarks-styrke

[overthefjords]

@danmarks-styrke​ 

1093 AD.

Oslo, while the current seat of their newly established king, was still as ruthless and lawless as the Northern earlings. The young boys still fought for the right to lead, tackling each other in the muddy flats on the shores until a victor was clear. Being the eldest of the boys and also currently the largest, Aleksander was the one most often left standing, shirtless, muddy and a little bit bloody.

The famed son of Odin was much to be feared, with those ravens that were never far away and those eyes that could catch the lights of the night sky as if they belonged there. He was... Otherworldly to the outsider looking in, and the young man preferred it as such.

“Come now,” He laughed breathlessly, watching yet another boy stumble out of the makeshift fighting ring. “Don’t tell me I’m going to have to lead you idiots again. I can’t trust the lot of you to put up a sail.”

[eisfrendin]

@danmarks-styrke the doc needs a favor

Mathias smiles and wanders into Emma's office, carefully shutting the door with his foot behind him. He sits down in front of her and slides his script pad to her. "Need a couple refills, please?"

Just her pretty signature, then. Emma takes it gently, plucking a pen from it’s cupholder. “You know, I could just put these on autofill for you.” Just the standard dosages of antibiotics, inhalers and the like for Mathias. “It’ll just... Well. You know how it works. I don’t need to explain it to you.”

[unfoldedstories]

@danmarks-styrke A Very Goofy Conversation

[text: mathias] absolutely nothing [text: mathias] but i’m bored and it’s a very important topic

[forntidafriheter]

@danmarks-styrke Mikael the cookie thief

Mathias rolls his eyes at his brother in law and makes a sweeping gesture to the Danish butter cookies he'd just made. "Mikael, there were plenty here. Now there are less than a dozen. A crime. Has been. Committed." He squints and pushes his glasses up his nose before spinning around to glower at the Swede. "Where were you between 14.00 and ..." He looks at his watch. "And now."

Oh, Matthias was glaring at him. How scary. Mikael rolled those blue-green eyes of his and folded his arms over his chest. “I was sitting here, with your dear cat who has forbade me to move.” He gestures to the snowy white and grey sleeping cat in his lap. It was a crime to disturb such an angelic creature. “A better person to ask would be your mountain of a husband.” 

[iztoska]

@danmarks-styrke | c r a c k e d.

“I imagine it’s how Gilbert felt in 1760s or so. Except this time time I got so drunk I thought it’d be a good idea to tongue the— wait...” 

Ivan scowls and scolds the other. “You almost had me there. Shame on you. If you want my secrets I need to have insurance you’ll stay quiet.”

[issinanoq]

@danmarks-styrke || cont. from here

She only offers a shrug, pressing her cheek against the door frame she was briefly peeking around for the moment. “Visiting a friend, thought I’d stop by, surprise,” she held up a short, little lanyard, only to jangle the collection of keys on the end. Her biggest treat so she could allow herself in when needed, after all.

“You look like a wreck, I feel like here or not you should get some sleep,” she lowered the keys when she said that, frowning. “Anything I can do? Because I make a mean spiked tea, you know.”

That wasn’t quite the thing to help, but she certainly wasn’t a one trick pony, that was just the tip of the iceberg where ideas came from.

[koningin]

@danmarks-styrke liked for a starter

Riddle me this, butter king, why are we sitting here, drinking, and watching a beach livestream? Why don’t we just go to the beach?

[ofanglia]

cont. / @danmarks-styrke:

“As a psychiatrist and neurologist I would say that’s a good thing. But coming from you I’m unsure of that.” He sips his coffee and glances down at it before looking back at her. “...Now I kinda wanna know what your attempt at faking it would be.”

        “ you’re unsure ? don’t tell me i’ve given you reason to believe otherwise, ” alice speaks airily, though the accusation does thin her lips slightly. her chin perches on the back of her palm, head tilting as though to emphasize her curiosity. “ i would like to think i haven’t done anything in recent memory to make you doubt my sincerity. please correct me if i’m wrong. ”