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with the ball of her foot weighted DOWN upon the square centre of the other’s chest a gentle smirk pulls up the corners of her lips . another victory tucked under the belt of the greatest god of war , albiet within the confines of a friendly test of skill .
‘ you may find it easier to stay down , this time . ‘ // @rothull
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IT WASN’T ME SON, I WAS INNOCENT THIS TIME
That’s surprising.
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S H I T. LOOK WHAT YOUVE DONE DAD
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Freyr in the bg: but son, you and TJ are so cute together! When am I going to meet my new son-in-law?
“Oh my gods, dad please. This is why I am going to go live with Aunt Freya.” *looks around to make sure T.J. is not around*
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[ ϟ ]—– ‘ No one? Not exactly...’ @rothull
// NORSE GODS & GODDESSES
❝ Freyr is the most renowned of the Æsir, he rules over the rain and the shining of the sun, and therewithal the fruit of the earth; and it is good to call on him for fruitful seasons and peace. He governs also the prosperity of men. ❞ — Gylfaginning
In the poem Skírnísmal, Freyr sits upon Óðinn’s throne, Hliðskjálf, and looks across the nine realms. His gaze settles on a giantess in Jötunheimr, who goes by the name of Gerðr, and he falls desperately in love at first sight. Afraid that he might never be able to capture her heart, the god is overcome with despair. Njörðr, father to Freyr, bids the servant Skírnir to ask what brought about his mighty son’s grief. Freyr speaks freely of his longing, and on the condition of being given his lord’s precious horse and sword, Skírnir offers to woo the beautiful giantess on his behalf; after a series of persistent threats, Gerðr finally agrees to meet Freyr. Unfortunately for the god, his quest for love leads to his demise during Ragnarök, where he faces the fire-giant, Surtr, without his prized weapon.
FOR ROTHULL // QUOTE SOURCE
@rothull
A flick of her wrist, GOLDEN light swirling around feminine form, was all it took to replicate his appearance, from gilded hair and broad shoulders, to sun-kissed skin and eyes that glimmered with the radiance of stars. What other use of seiðr could accomplish such a SATISFYING feat?
❝ Don’t I look like the most HANDSOME man you’ve ever gazed upon? Surely no one else could even come close in comparison. ❞
impatience stretched by a mile, & as troubling as it was, trusting him was physically revolting. at least, not when he had been confirmed an ally or an enemy. caution marked her veins, yet blank was the point of her stare. dull features came darker in shade, letting a frown display on such a broody young miss. ❛ do not think that i am soft-spoken & gentle. if you do anything to alarm me, then i apologize for violence, which follows. ❜
------- @rothull.
