#fordaeda

[nordur-stjornu-blog]

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Sigyn reached up to touch the flower, a small confused smile gracing her lips. Her fingers brushed over the petals lightly. "Thank you."

[myledgerisdrippingred-blog]

fordaeda replied to your post “fordaeda replied to your post:✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔~~~~ [ hIGH QUALITY...”

[ u have been utterly deceived there is no quality here hhhhhhhh ]

(Nope, You are total quality and I stand by it.) 

[myledgerisdrippingred-blog]

fordaeda replied to your post:✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔~~~~

[ hIGH QUALITY EXCUSE U I AM THE GOD OF LIES HERE AND I CALL BULLSHIT ]

(Nope, I am not bullshitting you. You are of super high quality) 

[myledgerisdrippingred-blog]

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(I don't see how I can be anyone's favorite blog, especially someone of your high quality, but thank you! )

[kingxfmischief]

[ Is it Marty, then? o 7 o He's pretty dandy. ]

[Yep! I love Marty so much. He’s hilarious, I use him as my mun FC.XD Just the Marvel one left guys!]

Natasha Romanov {anonymous}

Blackberry {queenxfmoons}

Sirius Black {astrojanefoster}

Tina Belcher {herestothedesperatedasher}

{Marvel}

Tod {xrecludet}

Loki {heyitsdarcy}

Mulan {queencruelstrikerofjotunheim}

Marty {fordaeda}

Fiver {queenxfmoons}

[kingxfmischief]

[ Curt from Cabin in the Woods? Or maybe the unicorn?~ ]

[I do love the unicorn. But nope to both. Getting closer with Curt though~]

Natasha Romanov {anonymous}

Blackberry {queenxfmoons}

Sirius Black {astrojanefoster}

Tina Belcher {herestothedesperatedasher}

{Marvel}

Tod {xrecludet}

Loki {heyitsdarcy}

Mulan {queencruelstrikerofjotunheim}

{Cabin in the Woods}

Fiver {queenxfmoons}

[psychxthpy]

fordaeda replied to your post:// I actually find myself incredibly motivated...

[ … c-can i like one for falc ]

// Yes you may. xD

[psychxthpy]

{ M E R C Y }

"If I were to pray to mine self for mercy, who would heed my call?" The dark god laid back upon his bed. Long, pale fingers swept through tangled locks, traced the edges of emerald green eyes - his heart rate seeming deliriously slow. In truth, the doctor's fate had been brought unto himself - and forgiveness was not within his grasp. And so as he raised a hand, lazily examining the black of his nails - he could not help but consider that this was truly meant to be his ultimatum: shallow, alone.

◤               The call was distinct.      The best he could compare it to was      shuffling through his mail and instead      of finding junk mail as usual, he’d come      across something actually worth looking      at. Raising his gaze from the threads of      arcane magic, he stood. He had many      an interesting worshiper appeal to him,      but this? Unheard of.               He was never one to believe               something to be impossible.      A swirl of green and gold engulfed him,      and he vanished.                                                 He was silent, first, merely observing.      Curiouser and curiouser… There on      the bed might as well have been his own      reflection— A Loki, but all the same, one      that had diverged from the path that      Fate herself had laid out. His grin appeared      first in the darkness, wide and perhaps      unsettling, followed by a pair of green      eyes.                                                                      ◢

       ~~ ” Who else would be there to answer it? “

◤  Seemingly stepping out from the wall,      Cheshire clasped his hands behind his      back as he came into view. If his grin      could widen any more than it already had,      it might have. He gazed upon his twin      with the utmost interest.                                    ◢

       ~~ ” Speak, then. Is this not what you asked for? “

H e a l e r . A god gifted with the power of shadow. Who'd taken it            - and smothered it in his own brand of darkness. It resided in his body, in each swift movement: a life force all it's own, twisting and turning. A sea of madness and unspoken chaos that moved within the very fibers of others' minds.  He'd taken the title 'Doctor' as a jest. It'd stuck. His eyes were slow to track from the corner of the room.     His mind slower - unnaturally so, for one so typically            invested in the cold, distanced observation                                  of all around him. 

And yet as they caught sight of the man now standing before him, his focus returned in full.  -- A jarring sense of  disruption spurred the good doctor into action, and he swung his legs over  the divan's end.  His expression twisted first into one of raw fascination. And then slowly, transformed:         How quaint. How strangely fulfilling.           How completely wrong and right all in one breath.  "Greetings, twin mine."       A pause, warranted only for observation             of the shade so very much like him. "You must've misheard." A steely smirk spread in retaliation. "Or am I wrong in assuming that Loki is not a merciful god?"