#sif pls

[odisn]

sif ?  fandral ?  hogun ?  volstagg ?  frigga ?  odin ?  heimdall ?

[warlikelady]

“did i ever tell you i've got a thing for brunettes ?”

                                 “Have you?”

   Sif’s cordial smile bordered on beatific, with something gamine lurking in the   corners, nested in eyes all bright marbled sincere, earnest brown & laughing   green in a face that tipped to the side in prelude to tongue affecting a crisp   click of regret within the cavern of her mouth. Her tone and expression are   absolutely seraphic —–

                                              “I fear it must surely be but a small                                                THING you have for us.” 

[keep-it-distracted]

excuse u sif#i'm the princess

"Uh...No..?" 

[keep-it-distracted]

{Goes to you and kisses you long and hard. Deepening the kiss and nipping on your bottom lip. Cupping your rear gently and slowly releasing you and walks away whistling} Pass this to the first 10 people on the dash.

"I know we arent done here~ "

[theblindgodhodr]

Angry sex meme: "Guess that takes the last name from the to do list."

He turned his head towards Sif and frowned. "You say the most romantic things, lady Sif."

[onlytalia]

Shut up /trololos away

There was much hurt between Lady Sif and Talia, if they were honest. The devastation of a war fought on opposite sides. She had almost suffered Sif's wrath when the Gauntlet was Talia's to safeguard - choosing to return it to Asgard had been right. But nothing would heal the chasm between them and within themselves with what had happened.

No words could soothe and no action was the right elixir. It was in that silent mourning that they'd found a small measure of peace. A drink, a toast.

A memory.

In the end, Talia had leaned forward, her dark eyes rolling shut as she neared the Goddess of War and her lips pressed against her temple.

Like a mother, though Sif had far more years to her name than Talia would ever see. It was perhaps, an apology. Or simply the affirmation that this would not destroy them.

It would not last.

And there could still be sweetness.