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crown.

I did not post that thing because if I hold my tongue on certain matters it is for good reasons and so you shall have to sit disappointed in my reticence.

#thirdsonofodin #thirdsonofasgard #askbox #[SHE'S IN A MOOD TONIGHT]#[but no rly i was like 'hey let's reblo-' 'No. No you won't.' and then she glared at me]

In all the ways I am loved by you, I am honored, my lady Sif. And as for my long forgotten bow...you never were a good liar. You were forgiven many, many years ago for that as I have always forgiven you for all things.

And I am ever honored to have your friendship, dear Balder. You are the best of men in many ways. I think we would be quite terrible honestly, yet it takes no special skill to see that any whom you love is blessed.

I am a perfectly fine liar! But still my thanks for your forgiveness of young foolishness.

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pencil symbol~

[two confessions]

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I have wondered more than once what my life might be like if you had been the Odinson I loved.

I was the one who broke your bow on that quest to Nornheim when we were young. I am sorry for lying.

#thirdsonofodin #thirdsonofasgard #askbox #[O HELLO HEADCANON I HAVE NEVER HAD A CHANCE TO DROP ON SOMEONE. ur welcome]#[NOT IN LIKE A SHE LIKES HIM WAY BUT JUST LIKE SHE REALLY RESPECTS HIM AND THAT HER LIFE WOULD BE EASIER IF SHE COULD HAVE BEEN A PERSON WHO #[....does that makes sense. it makes sense in my head i swear]

thirdsonofasgard started following you

Ezron tilted his head as the other approached the creek he would have been about ankle deep in. The other was dressed in rather funny clothing..he scratched the base of his horns. "Well, hello there" the satyr offered up before brushing bangs out of his face.

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The madness he'd felt in his head still lingered, but had diminished slowly as he was imprisoned. The staff of the Chitauri had been taken from him. He cursed the thing many times over, more so in his head then verbally. He had not been permitted to speak, silenced with the scolds bridle about his head. He'd scoffed at it before it had been forced upon him. The shackles had drained him, he loathed feeling so weak. He barely managed to keep upon his own two feet as he had been led back across the bridge, until he no longer had any strength, and his consciousness had faded. Thor had carried him the rest of the way. When Loki awoke, it was to the glimmering gold of the palace, laid upon a bench outside within the gardens. His head was spinning, and the chains rattled as he shifted, feeling more then sickened. The room felt as if it spun, and the first thing he picked up upon was the voices near him. "Would you watch him, brother? I beg this of you, as he will not let me care for him." There was only one other he knew that could possibly be, whom Thor was pleading with. The bringer of light. His vision had not yet focused, yet he glared as he sat up, not wishing to be touched nor approached, not by him.

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