#odinbcrn

[draacul]

  @odinbcrn

                          ‘     i am beginning to think you are less than a hero and more... ANNOYING.    ‘

[sxnandthemxxn]

@odinbcrn answered your ask

Jasmine was not at all happy with the man who stood in front of her. Her arms were crossed over her chest as she glared up at him. Yet he seemed to find this all very much amusing, and then he spoke. Her eyes widened and she wanted to slap him very much. “Excuse me? What did you just call me?” She demanded, uncrossing her arms, all it took was one move, and she was getting her pepper spray out.

[jotunbled]

SAY CHEESE !

[draacul]

odinbcrn replied to your post:                  mains call! like this post if...

HEY BIRDIE CAN WE BE BFFL

                   ‘   let that be the last TIME you call me  that.   i don’t ----  want to fight. it was you who made the first and most FOOLISH blow.   ‘

[draacul]

✣  @odinbcrn​    CONT’D FROM X 

              ‘   i do not care  ------    what it is that you have to do. only that you stink and are very much a PRAWN:  NO GUTS, no SPINE,   and a head full of  shit.    ‘ 

[endurraesa]

"Loki !"

“You seem joyous to see me alive, brother,” he spoke with an amused smirk tugging at his lips, though he knew by then, well enough, that his brother truly did care about him and that seeing the trickster die every few years had to have been difficult on Thor’s psyche to say the very least.

“You seem well.”

[deumortem-blog]

I WANNA PET CERBERUS.

     no, you don’t

[sxnandthemxxn]

Alpha *closed*

@odinbcrn

Jasmine was laying on the bed, her legs spread out as she stretched. The omega smiles into the sheets. They smelled just like him. Jasmine had recently found her alpha, the happiest day of her life. She knew he was hers, because of the fact that his scent had attracted her more than any scent she had smelled before. When she had been held by him, it made her feel safe and warm. Not to mention he clearly knew she was his, and was quick to become protective. 

Yet she wasn’t like most omegas. She hated it when he fought others for her. She could fight her battles. The woman hears a sound, and turns her head in the direction it came from. The sheets moving as she sat up. She wore a thin blue nightgown, and it did little to keep her warm. However that wasn’t as important to her as who was coming to her. A bright smile came onto her lips, and she gets up. “Where did you go? The bed was cold without you in it.” She told him, resting her hands on his arms as she looked up at him.