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"Your hand looks heavy, let me hold it for you." (Thegodofchaos because love never dies i miss you bae)
Marie flushed, despite not having fed in a while, and looked up at her lover through her full lashes. “For being a wordsmith, that was rather cheesy, love,” nonetheless she slipped her dainty hand in his much larger one. A smile crept up in the corners of her mouth.
Greeter; ∟ the-god-of-chaos lxgneren isblxd oncedeadliesmith & vali-sonofsigyn
Iðunn looked on, a drink in hand as she watched the fun and frivolity from the sidelines. It was rare for her to ever attend such events, but on this occasion the Allfather had insisted... She felt sorely out of place, her usual tattered dress replaced with a sumptuous gown, and locks of wild blond pinned back in an elegant braid. She would rather be outside, climbing trees or wading through the shallow rivers... but that was not an option this evening.
It seemed she wasn't the only one holding back from the festivities, however... Iðunn looked at the other, an arch smile curving her lips. "You don't look to be having much fun," she remarked.
🎵 (the-god-of-chaos)
Send me “🎵” for lyrics to a song that I think fit the relationship between our muses.
I Will Follow You Into The Dark- Death Cab For Cutie
Love of mine, some day you will die But I'll be close behind I'll follow you into the dark No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white Just our hands clasped so tight Waiting for the hint of a spark If Heaven and Hell decide That they both are satisfied Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs If there's no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black And I held my tongue as she told me, "Son, fear is the heart of love." So I never went back If Heaven and Hell decide That they both are satisfied Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs If there's no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark You and me have seen everything to see From Bangkok to Calgary And the soles of your shoes are all worn down The time for sleep is now It's nothing to cry about 'Cause we'll hold each other soon In the blackest of rooms If Heaven and Hell decide That they both are satisfied Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs If there's no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark Then I'll follow you into the dark
You're it! Rules are: copy this messages to 10 other beautiful blogs who you think deserve this message! Keep the game going and make everyone feel beautiful!
You're so sweet!!! Thank you dear!
I WILL GET THAT STARTER POSTED; I just suck is all...
the-god-of-chaos replied to your photo “To be continued on Tuesday :)”
\DARLING IT'S SO PRETTY <3
Thank you <3 I'm finishing the back part Tuesday. My step dad does good work
(❛ brush ❜ meme with description!) Loki ran his long fingers through his brother's locks, admiring their silky texture and vibrant color. Ever since they had been boys, Loki had envied Thor's golden mane. How it shown in the afternoon sunlight and whipped about his ever smiling face in the wind. "Do you intend on keeping it this length?" The trickster asked. "I like it long."
Thor purred to the fingers in his scalp, he loved when Loki was tender like this. Letting down his ever present guard around him if only a little. He had always loved the younger's hair. How it shone in any light, how it fanned out beneath him on the pillow. "Hmmm... since you like it so much I suppose I can keep it," The thunderer mused. "Would you consider growing yours out?"
Do what you want to me but for the love of god don't hurt them || the-god-of-chaos
the-god-of-chaos
That day started out just like any other normal day. Or as normal as it could be when you lived with (and loved) two gods of the Norse persuasion. What started out as just a way to fill the extra rooms in a house, became a very different scenario all together.
The centuries old Romanian woman had no intentions of falling in love, falling in love with two people definitely wasn't on her to-do list. But in all honesty there was no other way she would have it. True, the men she was in love with fell on opposite sides usually. At home however they were a united front, doing most things as one unit.
Today both of them left to do whatever it was they did when they weren't with her, and that was totally fine. She had a lot of cleaning and chores to do so it would be good to get them out from under foot.
Before the Norse duo had moved in, she had been almost paranoid about locking all the doors and latching all the windows. Living with them made her comfortable, made her feel safe for the first time in centuries. It wasn't until a hand covered her mouth that she realized the error of her ways.
❄ (( am I too late? o no ))
SIR LOKI,
KEEP YOUR LARGE STAFF AWAY FRO M ME I HAVE NO INTREST IN IT.
A KING WILL NOT SUBMIT TO SUCH ANICS
I WILL NOT BOW TO YOU EITHER I AM YOUR KING.
GOOD DAY
THORIN OAKENSHIELD WHO WILL NOT SUBMIT TO ANY GREEN GOD
