#freyr:queue

[mpfreyr]

Suspicious ||

@minhomp​

Freyr had called out his brother on a coffee hangout, since he was craving coffe and well, one didn’t decline a gods invitation. Of course, a child of Njord would be his and Freya’s sibling because dear dad was an absolute menace to everyone. He didn’t mind siblings but in the gods humble opinion, njord was not the man they thought. he stared out the window as he waited for his brother to show up. that was a weird thought. they had a younger brother. the god simply shivered and instead took a silent sip of the coffee in front of him. 

he had been deep in thought when his brother finally showed up. “you’re late.” freyr stated, with a quick glance to the clock. his annoyance was quickly brushed away though and the god offered the tall male a grin. “but it’s fine. I don’t particularly care for times myself. as someone who lives life as carefree as my reality allows me, punctuality isn’t a prevalence. i’m just you came,” he stated. he looked the male up and down, pondering a query. was this tall teddy bear of a person actually his brother? he seemed less....abrasive than the image freyr had conjured in his head. 

“you’re quite different than what i expected. i expected someone like freya,” he hummed, and then offering the other to join. “but please, join me. id like to get to know my ....brother,” he trailed off, finding the word awkward in his mouth. 

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Cute Date ||

@mpxjinsoul

After the gala, his dear pretty girl seemed to have vanished. He simply decided that she must have gotten busy at work and family, and he was happy to see her thriving as always, but there was a dear place in his heart for his girl. When he had a free moment in between work and his own angst, freyr decided that he’d pay her a visit at work and if she was done or would free soon, he’d drag her out on a date.  

maybe to a cafe, or dinner. something romantic. all he knew was that he genuinely missed the girl and he wanted to see her and treat her to the best day ever. Showing up at her work, he looked around, with  a grin. Babylon really didn’t stand out too much but then again he was used to this type of scene. Back in his younger days after ragnarok, brothels had held his blessing of prosperity and even now it felt a bit comforting than normal. He supposed he wasn’t all to surprised that he’d ended up falling for an escort. He saw her and he grinned. 

“Jinsoul, my darling,” he exclaimed, pulling her into a hug. “Are you all done? Or will I have to buy out your hours until the end of your shift in order to have you all to myself?” he asked, winking at her. Just her presence was enough to pull him out of the depression he’d been feeling lately, that grosss feeling in his chest just slinking away. 

[mpfreyr]

Hit or Miss ||

@mpbixia

The God had noticed that a certain Chinese deity was around quite a bit as a client. He had spotted her sitting around Sakura, writing notes and then leaving. So of course, one afternoon when he had no clients himself, he sidled over to her table and smiled politely. “Miss Bixia Yuanjin, you do take your time to approach us,” he stated. “May I join you?” he asked, and sitting down when he had her approval. 

“Are you enjoying your visit to Sakura?” he asked, curious. The God had a feeling that she was here for an ulterior reason but of course, it could just be his own thoughts. “I see you here, writing, making notes. I’m sure Sakura isn’t that interesting of a subject for a psychologist morning goddess,” he stated, crossing his arms. He stared at her with that typical cold polite gaze that he often reserved for everyone else in his life. 

“or..maybe... there’s someone here who’s an interesting subject on their own?” he asked, gazing at Bixia with a laugh. 

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Shall I? ||

@mpxhel

He hadn’t bothered a certain goddess a hot minute and he definitely needed to go bother her since it was a source of amusement for him when he wasn’t working. He figured that she was probably at Boljande but then he remembered that she recently had taken over the Pits, so of course he’d go bother her there. He slipped on his jacket and headed to the Pits. Honestly, he didn’t see the appeal in why she’d work there. “Hel, my dear, you’ve redecorated,” he states, walking inside the building. 

“I don’t think it suits your delicate aesthetic,” he stated, leaning against the candy bar that she had installed. Mmm, she was slowly turning this around. It was far  more appealing to show up here to. “I do have to say, you are doing well in turning this around,” he hummed. 

[mpfreyr]

Mystics ||

@heatherxmp​

Freyr had been incredibly bored to death lately. One could even say that he was ready to just casually drop back into Hel’s halls of the dead, but he wasn’t quite at that point yet and he was still more or less holding himself together while questioning things about his reality and his feelings and everything, so why not go bother some demigods? As much as he adored his fellow gods, most of them were sometimes too wild even for him and the pantheon’s demigods were absolute sweethearts. 

He had decided to find heather and go bother him. Strolling into the university, freyr grinned. he liked the vibes of the Mount Phoenix University. it was like a party without the actual party. the god could appreciate that and even as he made his way to heather’s office/lecture area, he got some looks and he smirked. he liked being appreciated and looked at. it fueled the vanity in him. 

“hey heather!” the god exclaimed, strolling into the lecture area. there was no classes and so freyr just stopped to admire the fish swimming around in the aquariums. “i should get you more fish for christmas one day,” he hummed. 

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That Sex Appeal ||

@mparwyn

The Norse god liked to think himself as someone well-versed in the art of being visually attractive. It was one of his main charms of his existence. He was just naturally a pretty boy and while initially, he didn’t like that appeal. Over time, he grew to love it. So, it was natural that he’d want to help others find their visual sex appeal. There was always potential for everyone. As someone who was the epitome of visually good looking in the Norse pantheon (having been blessed by the universe for his sacrifice during ragnarok with a flower boy), Freyr liked to think that he was the most qualified to make people around look even hotter and seriously one of his main targets that he’d been debating on was a fellow Norse child.

The kid had so much potential. So much potential for ultimate sex appeal and yet there was none. He’d seen the younger around the apartment building and even when the other was wandering around. Arwyn was a definite project since he could see the appeal and the charm that was so prevalent with the Nordic gods. He decided to seek him out on one of his rare days off. “Arwyn!” he exclaimed, finally seeing the target of his plans. “Please tell me you aren’t busy right now, because I have plans that involve you and I need your pretty face, because….you need a sex appeal makeover,” he stated.

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Hosting Problems ||

@mpxjennie 

His boss at Sakura was a lovely girl and he knew that she could hold her own against everyone who dared disobey the rules of the club but sometimes....he saw her get a bit more violent than normal and while he was all for that, it was bad for business. He was with a customer, flirting and delighting the lady when he heard the shouts from the front of the club. He carefully excused himself and ajdusting his usual leather jacket made his way over to the source of the commotion. “Jennie, darling, what seems to be the problem?” he asked, gently walking up behind her so not to scare her and trigger another violent response. 

If Freyr was anything, he was loyal to a fault and as much as he admired his boss, if it escalated any more, it would be bad for their reputation. He then gazed at the male that was the root of the commotion. “I see you’ve come back,” he said, his voice calm but lethal. As the only official god at Sakura, Freyr liked to think that he could protect the others here. If the annoying guest didn’t know that there was a god present at Sakura (who’s been mythologically known as someone who loved women so much that they couldn’t be hurt in his presence), well he was about to find out. “Shall I deal with the annoyance, Jennie, dear?” he asked, looking at his boss.