My son, how has time treated you in my...unfortunate absence?
Móðir…. I…. I suppose I’ve been well?
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My son, how has time treated you in my...unfortunate absence?
Móðir…. I…. I suppose I’ve been well?
Guys, Hot Topic has apparently stole a user's art. They are selling shirts with stolen artwork from deviantart. This is the not the first time it has happened. Get it out and into their ears! Make them stop!
I thought tumblr was all about stopping art thievery?
Do we know what the stolen artwork is?
//It’s this:
http://spacekitty.deviantart.com/#/art/Luna-Silhouette-Wall-Black-337229861?hf=1
No, whoever made the shirt and is selling it through Hot Topic stole the art work.
+thegreyfoalsleipnir
Loki stares for a long moment, the overwhelming feeling washing over him of being on shifting ground, that any step he takes could cause a caving that would surely send him to his own doom. It is almost a minute before he opens his mouth again and when he does, his silver tongue was all but lost on him. Because before him, presumably, stood… his son. "I am to believe… you are Sleipnir?" He says, his voice as unsure as his knees, which begin to feel betrayingly weak beneath him.
He watches the emotions move across Loki's face. Watches and waits for the light bulb. Then he sees and he looks Loki in the eyes. "I am." he nods. "I was granted this form... by some one close to you." he murmurs softly. "I wanted to see what it was like to be like you... like the others."
Learning the Truth [ OPEN ]
"I do not hate the sight of you," he admits, stepping around until he is standing in front of the warhorse. "But this is a situation of my own making, do not blame yourself for something you had no control over." His frowns and contemplates what he could possibly say. "I do not regret having you, if that is what is worrying you."
He shakes his head and looks away. "Really?" he pauses. "Is it?" he asks before looking at Loki. "Do you choose to be violated and impregnated?" he looks down. Then Loki says that. "You don't regret having a child you were forced to conceive?"
+thegreyfoalsleipnir
Loki’s head does lift at this, his back becoming a rigid line. He turns slowly, to look at the boy before him. “I do not recognize you.” He starts, his voice a calm mixture of ice and steel. “Yet you term me so. Explain yourself, while I still allow it.”
"I guess you're not as in tune with things as I believed you to be..." he pauses. "Then again I wouldn't expect a mother to remember the child they never wanted... even if they were their first." he shrugs and looks down. "I don't fear you." he says.
+thegreyfoalsleipnir
Loki doesn’t bother to look up at the shuffling of feet near the doorway. “If it is not a matter of life or death I wish not to converse with you.” He says passively.
"Móðir..." he says quietly.
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"Ah... hello." the warhorse bows respectfully. "May I help you with anything?" he asks.
Learning the Truth [ OPEN ]
"Hvað þú þarft að vera hryggur fyrir?" He asks. Having spotted him as he left, Loki had followed his son to the relatively secluded area. He inclines his head curiously and studies the back of his son’s head. His feelings for Sleipnir being as confused as they were, he couldn’t say with any certainty that he would be willing to comfort him. But he could offer to listen. It was the least he could do, really.
"That you had to have me." he murmurs before looking down. "I know the truth..." Sleipnir closed his eyes. The warhorse opens his eyes, looking down at his hands. "My whole life makes sense now." his brows knit together in distress. "Why I was not kept... made into a what I am..." he lets out a bitter laugh. "You must hate the sight of me..." he mutters lowly.
All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.
"Are you crazy?”
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Are you even listening to yourself?"
"Are you sure they won’t find out?”
"Are you sure this is legal?”
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
"Are you threatening me?"
"Be mine."
"Do I know you?"
"Do you love me?"
"Do you remember this?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Don’t go."
"Don’t let me die"
"Don’t look at me like that."
"Don’t make me beg.”
"Don’t you dare come near me!"
"Don’t you dare."
"Explain yourself."
"For you, I would _____"
"Give it back."
"Give me another chance."
"Have you ever even done this before?"
"How drunk are you right now?"
"I already regret this."
"I am not wearing that.”
"I can’t believe you missed that."
"I can’t do this anymore."
"I can’t even look at you."
"I could kill you!"
"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."
"I didn’t do it.""
"I didn’t know you could do that."
"I don’t want to look at you right now.”
"I guess this is goodbye.”
"I hate you."
"I have to go."
"I just want to cuddle."
"I know your secret.”
"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”
"I love you."
"I miss you so very much."
"I missed you."
"I need a drink."
"I need a hug."
"I never really loved you."
"I owe you."
"I think I broke it."
"I think I’m falling in love with you. "
"I think I’m forgetting something."
"I think it’s broken.”
"I trust you."
"I want to be yours."
"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”
"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."
"I’ll be there in five minutes.” ”This is really inappropriate.”
"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”
"I’m bad for you.”
"I’m dying."
"I’m going to be sick."
"I’m not speaking to you anymore."
"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."
"I’ve never heard that one before."
"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”
"Is that my shirt?"
"It was me"
"It’s so beautiful.”
"It’s time to choose.”
"Just five more minutes."
"Just go."
"Just leave me alone."
"Just let me die."
"Just relax."
"Just what did we do last night?"
"Kiss me you idiot."
"Kiss me."
"Make me."
"Marry me?"
"My Parents don’t know"
"My parents know.""
"Never again."
"Nh, don’t be so rough!"
"No, that can’t be my baby."
"No! You can’t die on me now!"
"Put it away.”
"Put your trousers on!"
"Put. The. Weapon. Down."
"Shut up and listen."
"Take responsibility."
"That isn’t mine."
"That looked easier on TV."
"That sounds painful."
"That was a bad plan."
"That’s mine!”
"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."
"They’re coming.”
"This seems familiar."
"This stays between us."
"Truth hurts, don’t it?"
"Want to hear a secret?"
"We need to talk."
"We’re moving too fast.”
"Well that was unexpected."
"What are we doing here?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"What are you touching?"
"What are you?"
"What do you need?"
"What happened to you?"
"What have I done this time?"
"What if someone catches us?”
"What sort of noise was that?”
"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"What were you thinking?"
"Where are my clothes?"
"Where did you find this?"
"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”
"Where were you?"
"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
"Why are you wearing that?"
"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
"You could have died!”
"You could have killed someone!"
"You coward."
"You don’t need to be so gentle.”
"You drive me crazy!"
"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”
"You lied to me!"
"You mean everything to me."
"You owe me."
"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"
"You’re all out of ____."
"You’re an idiot.”
"You’re bad for me.”
"You’re dead to me."
"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"
"You’re really good at this…”
"You’re so weird.""
"You’re under arrest."
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"I am so sorry, my son," he murmured, wrapping his arms around himself. "I never wished such a fate for you. I wanted to raise you myself, but after what happened to your siblings, I…I did what I had to to keep you safe."
"I thought I was your first child." he quirks a brow. "And I have no siblings." he shrugs. "I get that I do... but I was not raised with my family... I lived like any creature of standing... I accepted it." Sleipnir tilts his head and watches Loki be washed over with emotion. He didn't understand and he shifts awkwardly. Though he feels the need to do something. Sleipnir moves closer and leans down, nuzzling his nose against his mother's neck, as he did as foal. He huffs out a breath before taking in his mothers scent. He wasn't really aware that humans/Asgardians hugged to comfort others.
lol beginning to think making Sleipnir was pointless.
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ALOT OF M!A's for Muse and Mun pLEASE DO THIS OMG
Not the mun: Mun and muse switch palces for 2 days
Russian Roulette: Muse is given a gun with one bullet that must be used to shoot someone/something of Mun's choosing. Ends when shot is executed.
Mute Mun: Mun cannot speak. The Muse must speak for the Mun in OOC posts, tags, and such other forms of Mun communication (exceptions; Chatzy, Skype) for twelve hours.
You Ruined Everything: Congratulations! Your muse is now a parent! (Anon decides the other parent, if any.) However, they aren't quite sure how to cope with this new-found parenthood.
Mundane: The Mun must tell the truth for two days
Not The Mun: The mun will say or do the complete opposite of what they normal would say or do in OOC posts. (Yes, you may write underneath in a SMALL paragraph what you actually mean, in such a case you need to clarify something with a friend.)
Opposite Muse: Role Play, for one day, a character the complete opposite of your current Muse. (Can be either from same fandom and OC or so or different fandom.)
Old Muse: Role Play, for one day, a character you have Role Played before. (If this if your first muse, then you may deny the M!A.)
Artificial Heart: The muse no longer feels emotions- no pain, no anger, no rage. They simply become an apathetic shell. Can be broken early if something strong enough manages to break their "emotional inhibitor."
Re: Your Brains: Your muse is now a zombie and really just wants to eat people's brains. Fortunately for the muse, they have a bit higher IQ than your average zombie, so they've realized that going around and yelling "BRAINS" isn't going to do much. Rather, they'll go door-to-door, asking people for their brains. Much more civilized.
Unknown Muse: Role Play, for one day, a character you know absolutely nothing about. (You may research a bit of your character before beginning.)
Silver and Cold: The world just isn't the same, is it? It's so cruel and grey, there just isn't any point anymore... Muse is now suicidal for six hours
Oh god no: Muse and Mun are now do everything togheter for 3 days
Technologic: Muse is turned into a robot.
?yako uoy erA: Muse is cursed to speak backwards.
I'm Melting!: Muse cannot stop bleeding from the mouth, nose, or eyes (anon's choice). Muse cannot pass out from blood loss.
Frozen to the Core: Muse becomes extremely cold natured and seeks any form of warmth.
Eleanor Rigby: Muse can no longer be seen or heard by others for (anon decides).
Nowhere Man: Muse is stranded on an island for (anon decides) until they get rescued.
Jack the Ripper: Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue... Or finishes the job.
Just Shut Up!: Muse hears voices in their head. Anon can pick whose voice it is.
Othello: Your muse thinks his/her lover is cheating on them with their best friend for 24 h.
Pretend it's a Video Game: Level up! Your muse is now a video game character. It lasts for 5 days.
Lights: Turn the lights on! Your muse has a sudden addiction to lights. All lights are beautiful. Must look at lights. Lasts a full week.
Bikinis and Big Booties Y'all: Whoo! For one entire night, your muse suddenly wants to get drunk and party.
Overprotective: Muse becomes obsessive of the person Anon chooses.
Heartache: Muse feels a sharp pain in their chest every time they think of their lover (or someone/thing they love) for___.
Winter's Tale: Your muse is frozen and can’t move but they can hear and see fine for ___.
Afraid of Your Own Shadow: Muse is unnaturally skittish and afraid of everything around them for 24 hours.
Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours
Alone: Your character believes they are abandoned and left for dead. If someone is in the room with them, they are heard in an echo.
Angel: Muse is and angel for ___
AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for a whole week
Aurora: You just can’t stay awake for long, can you? It’s a curse that can only be broken the old fashioned way. Better get that kiss before you can’t open your eyes again.
Bad: Muse becomes a “bad boy/girl” for (Anon decides duration)
Chained up: For 10 hours, your muse will find themselves bound by chains. They can either have a savior or a torturer.
Chibi: Stuck as a chibi- adorable, but only 2'4'' in height...
Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)
Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours
Demon: Muse is a demon for ___
Dream: Muse will have a wet Dream about the next muse on their Dash
Dreams: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours
Esmeralda: What a fantastic dancer you are, you wonderful muse, you. Why don’t you show off your talents on the pole? I hear they’re a sight.
Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.
Happy Days: Muse is forced to keep permanent smile for 24 hours.
Have a ball: For the next (x) hours, your muse is ballgagged and cannot talk
Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours
Love: Muse will be in love with (Anon decides) for 2 days
On My Own: Muse is lost, and will wkander around _______ (Anon specifies place) until someone finds them and brings them home.
Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours
Pretty Please: My Character must grant favours of anyone who asks. So long as they say please. (Anon decides duration)
Rapunzel: Trapped in a tower, high above the world, it’s a lonely thing, and you are so bored. But it seems you’ve a visitor. Time to convince them to take you on an adventure.
Reverse: Muse's personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)
Say You'll Haunt Me: Muse is a ghost, whom can only be seen if they want to be. Lasts 24 hours.
Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 24 hours
S-S-Stop!: Muse develops a bad stutter for 24 hours.
Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)
Touch: Everyone you touch is under your command and at your disposal for the next (Anon decides duration). Use it well.
What Are You, Chicken?: Muse gets the chicken pox. Anon decides if there are any magical side effects for 24 hours.
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Loki froze, his eyes widening as he recognized his son standing before him. “My child…” he murmured, tears stinging his eyes as he closed the difference between the two of them. “Gods, how I have missed you, Sleipnir…”
Sleipnir watches his parent draw close. Neither back away or drawing closer. He just... stood there. He'd only known his mother briefly. From there it was Odin and stable boys. "it is good to see you mother..." he said. He supposed that was an adequate greeting. Right? What do you say to a mother you hardly know and haven't seen since you were barely even a toddler by human standards?
Learning the Truth [ OPEN ]
So he'd been told the truth. The whole story of how he came to be. It all made sense now. Why he was not kept. Why he was made into a warhorse. His mother hated him. It was the only logical conclusion. Sleipnir just walked off. Looking to be as far away from the stables and from the palace a possible. His feet took him far away to fields and lakes. A rock was found and he sat upon it, head in his hands. "Ég er því miður..." he mutters as he looks up at the sky.