#valadhxfndr

[asgardianhammer]

but you really are like a pikachu... tiny.

[ ϟ ] —– A breath is inhaled, gulped in and trapped within barrel-like chest, and the advance, the surge is swift and volatile.

‘ RAH! ‘ 

[killthebxy]

Your Grace... but you're not, are you? You left Winterfell as a five foot six man and... I'm not sure what you are now... you're five foot three...? Did you lose your insoles when we ran away from the Whitewalkers?

i am five feet and EIGHT inches.

[gulldrengur]

Viddar: So, how are we looking Baldr? Baldr: Sexy, but not like we are trying too hard. Baldr: like yeah, we are trying  Baldr: but it’s effortless @valadhxfndr

[oddyssea]

@valadhxfndr––––STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

“Cruel...like the gods.”

HE SHARES the sentiment quietly as he glances down at the small trinket in his hands from a woman who’d visited his SHRINE on Ephesus. He figures it’s worth something to her if she prayed to him from some place so OLD. He respected Artemis’s legacy that she laid down, and in solidarity ( or at least out or RESPECT FOR HER ) he still uses it as his hub.

“What an odd sentiment...coming from those who pray for divine aid.” 

[command-er]

@valadhxfndr had liked for a starter

       “--you actually gonna show me to your collection of ancient magic here and not let me touch anything?”

not even looking over as he speaks, fascinated-- this very likely isn’t even all of it. constantly, by the people or...beings around him, the commander is reminded of just how much he doesn’t fucking know.

[atlantisking]

Vidarr .

           PRETENSE had always found better ease in need — force will enough to deny, and its gaze will look the other way; that with the other’s words, half of Vidarr took grasp and held fantasy in selfish regard. Breathe in the winds damp with soft caress of sea bound brine, and dreams melt into desire — and desire to delusion that Vidarr had let himself have. No. Right there with Arthur, right where they sat on the cliffs that looked over the blue belly of the sleeping sea, was where he belonged; that the world was still his and the rest of the Nine. Pretense had always found better ease in need; and need finds better ease in inspiration —— in storming pearlescent gaze that weighted onto him like a curl of a mighty wave worthy of his SURRENDER.

           “—you do not know what you speak of,” Vidarr finally spoke, a hum of a smile teasing along the tender curve of his lips, the warning just as playful. “Leave me IDLE and you’d see the rest of your days wading through swathing slews of flower crowns…once your finger learns, you’d find it especially hard to CEASE.”

“   Here’s an idea then...   “     A soft chuckle follows as he carefully watches the other, even in the shadow of imminent threat, right now this seemed like a peaceful island in the madness that was the rest of the world. He would always do whatever he could to help the Asgardian, even if he didn’t always accept said offer, but when they both returned here, spending one or a few days together, Arthur always cherished the time spent like this.

“   I still think you should try living   at peace...   when you can of course. And to help give you some variety, I could teach you how to do shell necklaces and bracelets,   IN EXCHANGE   for learning how to do a flower crown. Then at least you can bring some   variety   to your activities... and drinking of course... a very Asgardian pastime I hear.   “     He grins, leaning back in the grass, his eyes moving along the mane belonging to Vidarr.     “   Your hair is awfully   EMPTY   of flowers. Come on,   teach me   how to do it, let me make a crown for you too.   “

[sinnhelmingrmoved]

@valadhxfndr ll sc ll accepting

“There’s no need to worry for me, my lord, though I am touched by the gesture -- This cannot hurt me.”

[pekkt]

“i highly doubt you are here to confess anything, but then this isn’t exactly confession,” it’s a place to have a drink, a pint or two, and at times it becomes that strange liminal space where a priest might hear of sins and also commit some on his own.

sigyn really does love local pubs.

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