#visioncrone

[shellheadtmarc]

@visioncrone ♡’d

“And it’s like that everywhere.”  When he’d come back here - come back to Morthal, come back to some swampy little wide spot in the middle of the road - he certainly hadn’t expected to sit down in front of the jarl of the place and start spilling it.  But here he is anyway, doing exactly that.  His hands fidget over the things on the table, giving him something to focus on, to narrow his thoughts, and give him something grounded in the here and now to ensure it stays as impersonal as it can.  He picks up a quill, twirls it a moment, before his hands move again, to adjust the candle in its holder, the ink pot, the scraps of parchment and paper that he scatters and restacks.

“All ruined, all full of...Broken machines where someone’s come in and looted the place dry of anything they can tear apart and strip down and sell.  I mean, I know everyone told me it was gonna be that way but I had to see it, you know?  I had to see it myself and part of me kind of wishes I hadn’t.  Because that idiot Kagrenac really did it, didn’t he?  Unbelievable.”

He pauses there.  Forces himself look up at her and shrug it off.  “So that was my vacation.  How’s the swamp.”

[alldaddyarchive]

@visioncrone 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗

                                 Morthal was not the first place that Odin would find himself - it was dreary and dank, filled with a grey haze that could only described as miserable. Yet, there was one person that he had sought out, as her talents were ones that he wished to see for himself. There were questions that he wanted answered; he wished to find a means to an end.                                    The looks we has receiving from passersby were not uncommon, as his height along seemed to intimidate those who stood too close. Broad shoulders and towering stature often had guards leaving him alone, as they knew he would be a struggle to enforce. Odin was not looking for conflict and acted as calm and compliant as possible, even as he came to the door of Highmoon Hall. Guards barely stood in his way as he opened the door and stepped inside, seeing the Jarl sitting upon her chair with regal intent, ❝ My lady. ❞ No bow was given, his customs never requiring such,  ❝ Am I intruding? ❞

[blckbriar-blog]

‘ stay with me tonight? ’

     long, pale fingers are a startling contrast against the deep raven of her lover’s hair, nails drifting lazily against idgrod’s scalp . her chest rises slowly, almost timidly, as if she’s afraid to breathe, afraid to ruin the delicate lightness in the air above them. how long had they been lying there, maven pondered. centuries felt like seconds in this room, lying with the woman maven loved. they never had enough time. with a slight shift, maven rests her cheek against idgrod’s head, lips briefly pressing against dark hair. never enough time, maven mused, an unfamiliar ache throbbing in her chest with every beat of her heart. ‘ of course, ’ is maven’s simple answer, shifting once again, so that she may see idgrod’s face and press a chaste kiss to her lover’s lips. ‘ i wouldn’t dream of being anywhere else. ’

[duleinarch]

@visioncrone​​  said  :  gives  him  all  the  dead  bodies  to  chomp  on  and  a  soft  head  boop status  :  always  accepting  random  asks  !

                 *              lies  on  his  belly  ,  chewing  on  the  leg  of  an  unidentified  ,  mutilated  dead  body  like  a  dog  chews  on  a  bone  .  he  is  perfectly  content  to  do  this  for  the  foreseeable  future  .  DO  NOT  DISTURB  HIM  .

[shellheadtm-a]

@visioncrone /  3 breakfast headcanon meme

03 what’s my character’s favourite breakfast? bacon and eggs? full english / american? just cereal?

honestly he likes an english breakfast - he grew up with jarvis feeding him and like...when he was young enough for it to be enforced (and even now sometimes the only person that can get tony to sit down and eat breakfast is jarvis, and he does it with a look - take note current and future significant others), jarvis would push food on him when he was home, and he got a lot of english breakfasts that way.

that being said!  since the avengers formed and since tony stopped hiding his identity, jarvis had swapped to what was most definitely a more american breakfast and there’s always a lot of it because you get people drifting through to bum meals or whatever (looking directly at you, clint barton).  and half the time if you do get tony to eat he won’t even get his own plate, he’ll just steal from steve’s and call it good (this is especially/maybe only applicable to @shieldslinger but he does this, he is steve’s girlfriend order of fries no matter what their relationship status is). 

so he can go for either one, honestly, but in the last...decade plus it’s been more american, and since he hoovers off steve’s plate he doesn’t get to complain.

[heldpain]

@visioncrone​ liked for a starter.

‘     i must thank you, jarl.                                        for your excellent distraction at the embassy.    it was a true help to me.    ’      hand rested atop sheathed sword,      confidence in her.        the dragonborn was many things,     cocky.    arrogant.     but she knew it would have been impossible without the jarl aiding her back there.      if not,     she was sure there would have been bigger hell to pay.

[shellheadtm-a]

@visioncrone​ / SWAMP MOM HAS RETURNED!!! if you listen quietly you can hear a dwemer idiot crying

[shellheadtmarc]

visioncrone replied to your post “tony:  less than an hour left in sinday and he decides he wants to...”

what's he grounded for?

he’s grounded because he likes to refuse to do anything but shitpost for days on end so the drafts pile up again.  we were almost down in single digits.