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ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ || sᴇᴍɪ ﹣ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ || ᴛᴀᴊ ғʀɪɢɢ

[wordsnquotes]

It takes a special someone to see darkness inside of someone and not condemn them.

Shannon Messenger, Everblaze: Keeper of the Lost Cities  (via wordsnquotes)

[jjjhoo]

[apotheosisoflove-deactivated202]

[thegodlyside]

Too distracted to do anything else save stare for a long moment, he had to take a moment to realise Hanna was talking. Looking at him when he was running his gaze down each inch of her legs and expecting some response.

                                   ” And … why’s that, again ? “

[thefrigg]

She followed his eyes and let out a noise. A purr sound, almost. In one swift movement, she uncrossed her legs and let them fall open, but made sure her skirt still covered everything.

For now.

                     "Hmmm, I didn't think any man worth                               enough for me to bring it out."

[thefrigg]

She picked a bit at the plaid skirt. Hanna throw Anders a smirk from where she sat on his table, legs crossed.

                       "I haven't worn this since high school.."

[thegodlyside]

    ” You underestimate my ingenuity. “

       Still, he didn’t say more in favour of        letting his gaze trail down much more        important and chatty matters getting        comfortable on his table. 

    “ Double checking?  See, I had no idea       she was so committed to the cause. How       very noble. Triple checking would be more       so, though. “

[thefrigg]

"Hmmmm."

Her hum was his only answer as she let her shoes slip off. Reaching a foot out, she hooked it behind his leg to pull him closer.

"She's very committed, you see. And it seems the ever loyal god of poetry is as well, if he wants to triple check."

[thegodlyside]

        ” One not nearly as benevolent as you are now.            Does that mean the Allmother supports recreational            drug use? Remind me to put that on the next campaign. “

           He barely manages to catch the bag, the corners of            his mouth quirking up. 

         ” Subsequently, does that mean the Allmother, O kind             and wise Frigg, supports such research? “

[thefrigg]

"Put that in any campaign and you'll lose bed rights. And couch and floor rights. And wall rights."

She snorted a bit, lifting herself up onto the table in his office. With a wink, she tapped her nose.

"She does, in fact. And she believes in double checking your work."

[thegodlyside]

             ” 'Rude's a bit harsh, coming from                 you. Except — this is the part where                 I tell you I need more research.                 Obviously. And, for the record, I                 want it known I don’t actually                 have the gift, so that’s a shit                 point. ”

[thefrigg]

"'Research'. Hmmm, if you must, I guess I can help you. What kind of Allmother would I be if I didn't?"

Without warning, she tossed him the bag.

"There, you have it. Can't say I'm a mean goddess."

[thegodlyside]

          ” I’d enjoy it far more if I had it. "             He makes a face, not entirely sure             if she’s kidding or not.    

          “ That doesn’t seem very fair. Did              anyone else have to say falsehoods              against their will for their presents? “

[thefrigg]

The look on his face was too much and a grin broke out on her face before it feel at the word 'falsehoods'.

"Now that's just rude. I get you this great gift and all I want is to be told how great my blowjobs are."

[thegodlyside]

             ” Ah. ”    Well, if she didn’t have his                attention before —     

             ” Much better than a stuffed turtle. Is                saying that a stipulation of getting                the gift you were going to give me                anyway or just a bonus thing for you? “

[thefrigg]

"I figured you'd enjoy this."

A twitch of her lips.

"Hmmm, nope. You have to say what I did, word for word. Then you get your present plus a bonus later."

[thegodlyside]

          “ You know, there’s a song about this sort of                  thing. 'Dick in a' — …. no, nevermind. I’ll tell                  you later. Why don’t you open the box in case                  it’s some weird goddess prank thing? “

[thefrigg]

Snorting, she opened the box and pulled out a ziplock baggie, waving it a bit.

"Say, 'Oh, Hanna, you're the best. And give the best blowjobs'."

[thegodlyside]

      ” Y’know, I think I would’ve gone for the weed.          Any chance you could get it back from Olaf,          or has he smoked it all already ? “

[thefrigg]

"Open the box, Anders."

[thegodlyside]

          ” For what?  Fuck, is that still a thing?             —— I think you may need to re-evaluate             the purpose of Valentine’s Day. ”  

[thefrigg]

"Yes, it's a thing you pig. And I give them to everyone. Dawn's currently enjoying a stuffed turtle. I gave Olaf weed. Longest hug of my life, to be honest."

[thefrigg]

                                                       ( o p e n )

                "It's a gift! For Valentine's Day!"

[thefrigg]

                                                 “sᴘᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ                                                  ғᴏʀ ᴏᴅɪɴ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ﹐ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ                                                   ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs﹐ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ·s ᴛᴡᴏ. ʙɪᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ                                                                ʙᴜsᴇs﹐ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ”

[thegodlyside]

        Poetry is a kind of lying,         necessarily. To profit the poet         or beauty. But also in         that truth may be told only so.

[thefrigg]

                                                 “sᴘᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ                                                  ғᴏʀ ᴏᴅɪɴ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ﹐ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ                                                   ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs﹐ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ·s ᴛᴡᴏ. ʙɪᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ                                                                ʙᴜsᴇs﹐ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ”