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endless edits of my fave ocs - 2/ ∞ ( cameron wolfe written by @wrathrisen )
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contriverofallfraud!
MY OPINION ON; @contriverofallfraud
CHARACTER IN GENERAL: look i’m a norse/celtic pagan and also i’d die for thor and loki and foa makes... SUCH an amazing combo between the two, bringing forth a loki that i completely consider to be just- hers. he’s such a complicated entity, both in marvel and in myth and she captures that entirely and BEAUTIFULLY.HOW THEY PLAY THEM: FOA IS A FUCKING GODDESS WITH WRITING AND STAYING IN CHARACTER AND BEING TRUE TO HER CHARACTERS AND ANYONE WHO SAYS OTHERWISE CAN MEET ME IN THE HINTERLANDS. FOA. IS. A GODDESS. THE MUN: F O A I S A G O D D E S S and also one of my closest friends. i wouldn’t be on tumblr anymore if not for her. and muninn wouldn’t be who she is without foa helping me with developing her and growing her as an individual and a goddess.
DO I;
FOLLOW THEM: duh.RP WITH THEM: HELL yes.WANT TO RP WITH THEM: literally always and all the time and yes thanks.SHIP THEIR CHARACTER WITH MINE: like. platonically. sibsibsibsSIBS
WHAT IS MY;
OVERALL OPINION:
foa is a goddess.
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.
[ @wrathrisen | cont. ]
. the wolf’s tongue is equally sharp as his teeth, and roman undoubtedly feels the sting of every one. it’s FAIR, what he says. still, there’s a tension that blooms in his jaw, muscle rising to the surface as teeth grind against each other to hold back the stampeding of his own tongue, far less AGILE than cameron’s, but still equipped to maim. with that motion, his chest inflates with a heavy breath that is quickly exhaled. blood flows thickly from several wounds, and he’s not sure he wants to COUNT on his body healing him before he bleeds out. ❝ hey, okay, FINE. i won’t touch you. ❞ it’s the SMALLEST of concessions he can make. doesn’t stop him from hovering, probaby TOO close for cameron’s comfort. the ANGER roiling off cam is almost choking and roman's brows contort in a soft expression of concern. ❝ where’s your phone? i’ll call someone else to help you, but i’m not leaving until they get here. you’re in BAD shape, man. ❞
OOC; tfw you’re trying to merge two verses with two of your best friends & two of the three of you realize that there’s a ship on both sides. @wrathrisen & @ruthlessmeans
endless edits of my fave ocs - 5/ ∞ ( cameron wolfe written by @wrathrisen )
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@wrathrisen / slam dunks this.
personals don’t rebagel.
[ @wrathrisen;; coen | cont. ]
. GOD he’s a feisty little fellow ( & okay, he’s not that little. teenaged, maybe? it’s hard to pin down when the kid’s glowering at him like he can burn him up with his eyes alone. ) in an instant, roman knows WHY he’s so fired up, and he practically leaps to one side to avoid the sacred ground. ❝ shit! i’m--i’m sorry kid. ❞ he knows the apology won’t help -- he lost his parents too and he’d die before he let someone just tramp all over their gravesite -- but he looks genuinely remorseful. ❝ look, why don’t you just....just come with me and get some food or something. you gotta be starving. ❞
@wrathrisen
It’s the gaze on the back of her neck that rankles, and Virala- breathes.
She doesn’t breathe fire, death doesn’t roar up her throat, but she breathes, because the feeling of being watched is still something she loathes. The feeling of gaze upon her too-tight skin, and this.
She turns, meets the single eye of the boy she sees and she knows, then. He sees deeper, because it’s the look there. She’s a monster, and they both know it.
It’s almost a relief- she almost LAUGHS. She carries so much blood on her that she’s surprised she doesn’t trail red everywhere she goes. None see it but her- and perhaps him.
“Staring is rude.” Her voice is a mess- hoarse from disuse. Blackly amused and her smile is a mockery of the expression- there’s too much AGONY in her eyes for it to pass for anything like a smile in truth.