tiny-angrboda

Indie Angrboda (Vikings) RP blog

[tiny-angrboda]

“Okay! That looks really good now.” Angrboða dropped to her knees and crawled in, dragging and handful of blankets behind her. “Now,” she said as she tugged the last of them in behind her. “Now we need to make our bed.” She brushed some stray hair off her face. “Come in Gyda, it’s kinda spooky here in the dark.”

[dxttirguxanna]

Taking what Angrboða couldn’t bring with her, the girl moved to crawl in after the child. “It’s dark but it’s warm,” She chuckled, moving to sort out some of the furs and blankets for them to curl up in. However it was dark, and Gyda couldn’t see so she just went with what felt the coziest. “How’s this?”

[tiny-angrboda]

Angrboða flopped down on the furs with a satisfied sigh. “Perfect!” she exclaimed. She curled up to make more room for Gyda in their nest. The little girl stifled a yawn and rubbed at her eyes. “I don’t want to go to sleep yet, but I’m getting pretty tired. Can you think of a game we can play?”

[aprincessoftheblood]

Last year i was working retail during Black friday

this year I’m working at a retail headquarters on Black friday

NEITHER ARE FUN

I ALMOST CRACKED THIS AFTERNOON

[tiny-angrboda]

//you have my condolences...that sounds terrible!

[inringking-deactivated20190116]

me: *is tiny* me: (ง •̀_•́)ง

[theboatbuilderswife]

Helga tried to force a smile unto her lips the moment Angrboða walked towards her room. With a small sigh she sat down on one of the chopped up pieces of wood that used to be a bench. It almost scared her how quiet it was, the only sounds coming from her daughter and the whistling from the wind between the trees outside. She couldn’t help but feeling empty as she let her eyes roam around the room. So many memories were hidden in the cracks in the walls, both good and bad…

Her hand grasped around a small piece of cloth laying draped around the handle of the axe. The fabric felt soft underneath the tips of her fingers, and the scent coming from it was a little too familiar. It had belonged to one of Floki’s tunics. With her head hung low she studied the fabric as she moved it between her fingers, trying to fight back the tears swelling up in her eyes.

Hearing Angrboða soft voice coming from her old room made her snap out of it. Quickly she put the piece of cloth away in one of the pouches hanging from her belt. With outstretched arms she waited for her daughter to re-enter the room. “You’ve done the right thing, leaving Dagmar here to watch over your papa. He’s going to need it” She whispered into the girl’s ear with an honest laugh, pulling her in for a quick hug.

“I’ve got an idea…” Helga mumbled after a small silence, taking out a small knife from her belt to cut off a strand of her hair without hesitation. “Sit still, little one.” With a small smile she moved to face her daughter’s back, gently combing her fingers through the brown locks. “This way your papa will always have something to remember us by” quickly she slit the blade trough a small strand of hair, braiding it together with hers.

“… We should leave.” Helga spoke hastily after attaching the braid to Floki’s axe, making sure he would find it once he returned. She didn’t know if Angrboða could feel it too, but something, or someone was getting closer…

[tiny-angrboda]

Angrboða ran her hand down through her hair, examining the end of the short lock of hair where her mother had cut it. She hooked her hair behind her ear and looked once more around the room. 

This room was in her earliest memories. The firelight dancing merrily through the rafters. The time the roof leaked and soaked her bed. Hazy recollections of falling asleep in her father’s arms as he sang. She felt that if she spent another moment in the house, the sadness would smother her. 

Pushing the feeling away, she took Helga’s hand and looked up at her, “I’m ready now, Mama.”  Angrboða turned towards the door and gently tugged her mother’s hand. A sudden chill of panic came over her. Something was wrong. “Mama!” she whispered, “We need to go...I...,” she wheeled around, grabbing Helga’s hand with both of hers. Tugging urgently, she whined, “Please, Mama?”

[skutilsvein]

Torstein sighed, pretending to think very carefully whether or not he had time in his “busy” schedule to braid her hair. Naturally, this was not actually true; he merely stalled so not to stimulate the thought that she could call upon him like a slave whenever she wanted. Eventually he hummed, about to give her the answer, when he shifted on the bench he had fallen asleep on previously, and sat up straight. He patted his legs a few times to indicate that she should sit there.

“Alright then. I do owe you a braid,” he eventually agreed with an attempt not to grin too broadly and give away that he had initially already made up his mind about it. “Come sit. And tell me where you want the braid to be. Then we’ll be even.”

[tiny-angrboda]

Angrboða clapped her hands and hopped off of Torstein so he could rearrange himself on the bench. Struck by a sudden idea, she ran swiftly to her room and retrieved her comb and some ribbons. She scurried back to Torstein and clambered up to sit on the bench between his knees. “Here,” she said, twisting around to pass him the comb and ribbons. “You’ll need these, too.” She straightened up and tentatively ran her hands through her hair. It was quite tangly from spending the day outdoors with her mother. She did her best to smooth it out and hide the extent of the disaster from Torstein. “I think I would like just one braid in the back please.” This was the easiest braid, she figured, and since her hair was going to be a pain to comb out, she didn’t want to be too much of a pest. She patted Torstein’s knee, “I’m ready!”

[tiny-angrboda]

“Horses are…,” her brow furrowed thoughtfully, “They’re so big, and what if they decide that they don’t want to listen to you? I dunno, maybe if it was a small horse, I’d like it better. You should get a small horse, and then I could come over and we could go riding!” Scooping up a fork full of icing she continued: “The crunch bit didn’t taste funny, so maybe it was some sugar. The more sugar, the better,” she waved her fork for emphasis, “That’s what I always say!” She ran her finger across the plate, getting the last crumbs and smears of icing. Looking up from her empty plate she said, “Does Rollo have a horse?”

[ragnarxlodbrok-blog]

“I don’t know.” Ragnar shrugged “I like them anyway. And that’s the challenge, right? To make them listen to you.” he smiled and then gave her a confused look “How do I get a small horse though?  How do you buy a horse in general?”  Ragnar smiled proudly at her commented and waved his feet back and forth as he sat on the chair. “No, he hasn’t. If he did, mama would get me one too.”

[tiny-angrboda]

Angrboða frowned pensively. “I dunno where you get a horse either, maybe the pet store? Especially if it’s a small one.” She slid her cake plate up on the counter next to the sink. Wiping her mouth on her sleeve, she stopped again, “Where would you even keep a horse here? Is there room in the back yard?”

[tiny-angrboda]

Beaming at her friend’s praise,  Angrboða took stock. “Well, let’s find the biggest blanket and make it the main part of the roof. We should put that one on first.” She began rooting through the blankets and picked one out. She picked up one end. “Lets stretch this one out and see if it will fit!”

[dxttirguxanna]

 Laughing, Gyda nodded her head and moved to grab the other side of the blanket. Together, they stretched it out and it almost didn’t fit at first. However with a bit of work, the two got the roof done. “I think this will stay now,”

[tiny-angrboda]

“Okay! That looks really good now.” Angrboða dropped to her knees and crawled in, dragging and handful of blankets behind her. “Now,” she said as she tugged the last of them in behind her. “Now we need to make our bed.” She brushed some stray hair off her face. “Come in Gyda, it’s kinda spooky here in the dark.”

[hedendom]

Norse Gods (And Other Deities) List

Having seen various incorrect, incomplete and inaccurate lists of Norse gods circulating Tumblr, I have decided to write my own and also include common terminology alongside. I will also include other beings who exist within the old lore and modern traditions.

I have opted to include the names in Norwegian, with translations in parenthesise after, along with a brief summary of some of the associations given to some of those gods. Be aware that, as an overview, brevity is necessary here and the individuals should not be oversimplified to basic aspects in your practice!

Æser (Æsir, Male Gods)

Balder (Baldr, Baldur) - Light, purity, rebirth

Brage (Bragi) - Poetry, eloquence, wisdom and music

Delling (Dellingr) - The new day, dawn

Forsete (Forseti) - Justice and reconciliation

Frøy (Freyr) - Vaner, virility, fertility, the sacred religious position of royalty, prosperity, good weather and sunshine

Heimdall (Heimdallr) - The senses, premonition or foreknowledge

Hermod (Hermóðr) - Bravery, spirit, possibly a former mortal hero/king elevated to the Æsir

Hjuke (Hjúki) - Man, lunar activity, lunar phases, moon craters, brother of Bil (the Scandinavian children in the moon)

Hod (Höðr, Hodr) - The blind god, darkness, rebirth, second chances

Høne (Hænir, Hœnir) - Survival, sense/spirit, beauty,

Lodur (Lóðurr) - Blood, warmth, life, 

Loke (Loki) - Change, creativity, ambiguity, impulsiveness

Lyter (Lýtir) - Premonition, foresight, prediction, prophecy

Magne (Magni) - Strength, development, son of Tor

Meile - Son of Odin, brother of Tor

Mime (Mímir) - Wisdom, knowledge, memory, advice

Njord (Njörðr) - Vaner, the sea, harbours, ports, seafaring, wind, fishing, wealth/prosperity, and crop fertility

Od (Óðr) - Madness, fury, eagerness, excitement

Odin (Óðinn) - Father, war, battle, victory, death, wisdom, runes, magic, poetry, charms

Tor (Þórr, Thor) - Thunder, lightning, storms, rain, strength, protection, hallowing, healing, fertility

Ty (Týr, Tyr) - Law, sacrifice, heroism, glory, war

Ull (Ullr) - Skiing, archery, hunting, weapons, shields, personal combat, oaths

Vidar (Víðarr) - Vengeance, atonement, preparation, survival, silence

Vilje (Vili) - Will, willpower, moderation, the middle, wit, intelligence, touch, sense, motion

Ve (Vé) - Countenance, appearance, facial expression, speech, hearing, sight

Våle (Váli) - Revenge, bravery, daring, marksmanship, survival, rebirth

Åsynjer (Ásynjur, Female Gods)

Bil - Woman, lunar activity, phases of the moon, sister of Hjuke (the Scandinavian children in the moon)

Eir - Help, healing, protection, mercy, grace, calm

Fjorgyn/Jord (Fjörgyn/Jörð) - Earth, the world, nature, greenery

Frigg - Mother, love, fate, prophecy, marriage, birth, midwifery

Frøya (Freyja) - Vaner, fertility, love, passion, sex, sexuality, beauty, fertility, gold, magic, war, death

Fulla - domesticity, cleaning, housekeeping, listening, confidant, secrecy

Gersemi - Precious, beauty, blonde hair

Gjevjon (Gefjun) - Virginity, plowing, female independence 

Gnå (Gná) - Messenger, errands, crossing planes of existence, travel through land, air and water

Hnoss - Treasure, beauty, brunette hair

Idunn (Iðunn) - Youth, vigour, apples, love

Ilm - Fragrance, aroma, smells

Irpa - Guardian goddess, Hålogaland

Lin - Weddings, domestic sphere, flax, onion, fabrics

Lovn (Lofn) - Benevolence, kindness, gentleness, consolation

Nanna - Loyalty, empathy

Njorun - Soil, the land

Rind (Rindr) - Princess/goddess/giantess, mother of Våle from the East

Rån (Rán) - Sea, protection from drowning, fishing

Sigyn - Loyalty, burden, sadness

Siv (Sif) - Fields, wheat, fertility, family, wedlock

Sjavn (Sjöfn) - Love, sex, desire

Snotra - Wisdom, intelligence, cleverness, appropriate conduct

Sol (Sól) - The sun, warmth, daylight

Syn - Refusal, denial, speaking out, legal defence

Såga (Sága) - Seeress, all-seeing, companionship, drinking partner

Torgerd Hølgebrud (Þorgerðr Holgabrúðr) - Guardian goddess, Hålogaland, heathen shrines

Var (Vör) - Honesty, awareness, caution, carefulness

Vår (Vár) - Oaths (and punishing oath breakers), pledges, agreements, betrothal

Jotner (Jötnar, Elemental Giants)

Aurvandil - Star, planet, Orion & Big Dipper constellations

Bauge (Baugi) - Farmer, money, wages

Dag (Dagr) - Day, light, rides Skinfakse

Fornjot (Fornjótr) - Ancient giant, ancestor, original, owner

Frosti (Jökull) - Cold, winter, frost, ice, icicles, glaciers

Fårbaute (Fárbauti) - Hitting, striking, cruelty, danger, violence

Geirrød (Geirröd) - Entrapment, cruelty, aggression, violence

Gyme - Hills, Mounds

Helblinde (Helblindi) - “Hel Blinder”, “All Blind”

Hyme (Hymir) - Brewing, cauldron, thick skull

Kåre (Kári) - Wind, scathe, howl, sails

Loke (Loki) - Change, creativity, ambiguity, impulsiveness

Loge (Logi) - Fire, wildfire, 

Mime (Mímir) - Knowledge, wisdom, memory, counsel, Mimes Brønn (Mímisbrunnr)

Mokkurkalve - Clay, life, innocence, childishness

Norve (Narfi) - Narrow, oppressive, closed in, difficult birth

Rungne (Hrungnir) - Strength, brawling, fighting, whetstone

Snø (Snær) - Snow

Surt (Surtr) - Fire, heat, burning, blackness

Suttung (Suttungr) - Mead of poetry, orphaned, eagle

Tjaste (Þjazi, Thiazi) - Abduction of Idunn

Torre (Þorri, Thorri) - Black ice, frost, cold, winter

Trym (Þrymr, Thrymr) - Uproar, King of Jotner, 

Vale (Vali) - Unlucky, wolf, murdered his brother Norve

Vavtrudne (Vafþrúðnir) - Riddles, weaver of tales

Utgards-Loke (Útgarða-Loki) - The outer places, magic, illusion, beyond society, an alternate plane

Yme (Ymir) - The big bang, primordial, birth, the ancestor of all, elemental

Æge (Ægir) - Sea, ocean, sea creatures, protector of sailors

Gygrer (Gýgr, Elemental Giantess)

Angerboda (Angrboða) - Grief bringer, sorrow, Iron Wood

Aurboda ( Aurboða) - Gravel, mountains

Bestla - Mother to Odin, Vilje and Ve.

Driva (Drífa) - Snowfall

Fonn - Snowdrift

Gerd (Gerðr) - Beauty, light, fertility, earth

Grid (Gríðr) - Greed, vehemence, violence, impetuosity

Hel - Death, Helheim (the underworld), Náströnd (“Corpse Shore”)

Hyrrokkin - Fire smoked, smoke, strength, wolves, serpents

Jernsaksa (Járnsaxa) - Iron knife, mother to Magne

Lauvøy (Laufey) - Needle, slender, weak

Menglød (Menglöð) - Lives in a castle guarded by Fjölsviðr

Mjoll (Mjöll) - Powdered snow

Natt (Nótt) - Night, darkness, nightfall, counting time, rides Rimfakse

Skade (Skaði) - Damage, archery, hunting, skiing, winter, mountains

Vetter (Vættir, Beings) & Other

Alver (Elves) - Light/Dark/Black, personification of nature

Andvare (Andvari) - Dwarf, “careful one”, waterfall, fish, wealth, magic ring called Andvaranaut

Ask og Embla - The first humans, ancestors of humanity

Diser (Dísir) - Female protective deities/spirits, fate

Dverger (Dvergar) - Dwarfs, metallurgy, wisdom, smithing, mining, crafting

Einherjer (Einherjar) - Honoured dead, fallen in battle, sent to Folkvang or Valhalla

Fenrisulven (Fenrisúlfr) - Death, destruction, rage, the end of times, fen-dweller

Fjolne (Fjölnir) - Swedish king, Vaner, son of Frøy and Gerd

Kvase (Kvasir) - Wisdom, knowledge, skaldship, poetry, mead, blood, juice

Midgardsormen (Jörmungandr, Midgard Serpent) - Sea serpent, poison, self-reflexivity, cyclicality

Norner (Norns) - Weavers of fate, Wyrd, destiny, birth, death

Sigurd Fåvnesbane - Stag, hero, wisdom, prophecy, speak to birds

Starkad (Starkaðr) - Jotun, hero, great warrior, many arms cut off by Tor

Troll - Isolated natural landmarks, strength, slow, dim witted, 

Valkyrjer (Valkyries) - Choosers of the slain, Odin’s maids, spirits, ferocity, death, ravens, wolves

Vanlande (Vanlandi) - Hero, Swedish king, Vaner, “Man from the land of the Vaner”, 

Vedfinn (Viðfinnr) - Father of Hjuke and Bil

Vetter (Vættir) - landvette, skogsvette, husvette, vannvette, sjøvette, havvette, hulder, nøkken, draugen, nisse, troll, huldrefolk deildegasten, dradokke, trollkatt, basilisk, krake, utburd, lyktemenn, varulv, marmæl, lindorm

Volund (Völundr) - Blacksmith, magical powers, sword maker, hero, alvedrotten (Chieftan of elves)

[wnq-anonymous]

Stop taking pride in your ability to destroy yourself.

Michelle K., What Keeps Me Up At Night (via wordsnquotes)

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Headcanons list! (Add more if you wish)

[triumphantiisms]

deceptive-fox:

½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them

± = The character and what they think about math

† = How the character feels about murder

Ξ = How the character feels about their parents

✦ = A secret the character will never tell 

@ = How the character appears online

¥ = How the character handles money or spends it

° = The character’s temperature preferences 

æ = The character and languages (Known or Want to Learn)

↔ = The character’s ability to read directions

♥ = Character’s preference for relationships (sexuality, type of person, etc.)

zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake

☂ = Weather the character enjoys

♪ = What music the character likes

( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets

(・∀・ ) = The character’s emotional state most of the time

☆～（ゝ。∂）= How the character greets people

⊙﹏☉ = What flusters the character

(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy

(/□＼*)・゜ = What makes the character blush

(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character

（；へ：） = What makes the character cry

(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure

（・□・；） = What makes the character uncomfortable

(*^◇^)_旦 = What the character likes to eat and drink

｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ = What makes the character laugh

(´；Д；｀) = What worries the character

(⑅ ‘﹃’ ) = What the character daydreams or thinks about

( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make

[incorrectedda]

And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.

Sif, probably. (via incorrectedda)

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[mythologicalfiles]

FIGURES OF LORE | ratatoskr, norse mythology     ↳ reminded by thespittleofabird

In Norse mythology, Ratatoskr (Old Norse, generally considered to mean “drill-tooth” or “bore-tooth”) is a squirrel who runs up and down the world tree Yggdrasil to carry messages between the unnamed eagle, perched atop Yggdrasil, and the wyrm Níðhöggr, who dwells beneath one of the three roots of the tree. Ratatoskr is attested in the Poetic Edda, compiled in the 13th century from earlier traditional sources, and the Prose Edda, written in the 13th century by Snorri Sturluson. Scholars have proposed theories about the implications of the squirrel.

[tiny-angrboda]

The little girl busily dragged four chairs over and arranged them in a rough rectangle. She picked up a few bits of rubbish inside their chosen fort area and tossed them into the fire. She darted off to pick up some cushions and was just returning when Gyda arrived, arms full of blankets. “Oh, wow!” she exclaimed, “You found lots of blankets, this will be the best fort, ever!”

[dxttirguxanna]

“It wasn’t too hard~” Proud of her find, Gyda set the bundles down to let Angrboða have the first choice of it. “You are doing great so far,” She moved to offer some help. “I’ll leave you in charge, what do you want me to do?”

[tiny-angrboda]

Beaming at her friend’s praise,  Angrboða took stock. “Well, let’s find the biggest blanket and make it the main part of the roof. We should put that one on first.” She began rooting through the blankets and picked one out. She picked up one end. “Lets stretch this one out and see if it will fit!”

[tiny-angrboda]

theboatbuilderswife

It was not until they reached that hill when Helga decided to stop. They must’ve walked for hours, for the sun was slowly beginning to set. With a small sigh she put Angrboða down, knowing the cold wouldn’t hurt her, not anymore. It felt like she’d returned home after a long day travelling to Kattegat and back, even if it was just for some supplies. But her daughter was right, even though it looked like nothing happened, it might be the last time they would enter the place she so desperately still wanted to call home.

“Ready?” With a shaky sigh she took the girls hand in hers, squeezing it a little before she carefully began descending the hill, continuously letting her eyes scan their surroundings for any unwanted visitors.

“He is not here, Angie.” Helga tried to reassure her daughter, feeling the hesitation coming from her the moment she opened the door to their place. Though what she found inside shocked her tremendously. The furniture, even the skulls and small wooden carvings that once adored the walls lay shattered across the floor.

“W-what happened here?” Helga could feel an emptiness growing inside her once she stepped past their old bench, burned and splintered, the axe still sticking out of it. This wasn’t done by her, it almost frightened her how sure she was of that fact. This was Floki’s work. She crouched next to Angrboða, finding it hard to suppress her tears. He was alive, furious, even gone insane maybe, but alive.

“We cannot linger here for too long, my little one. Your papa will not be far away from here.” changing the expression on her face to a more softer one she again dared to look up at her daughter, the look on the little girl’s face filling her heart with regret. “You should try to find whatever you want to bring with you. I’ll wait here…”

Angrboða was taken aback at the sight. It was as if a giant had stuck a finger into the room and scrambled everything around. Helga set her down, and she began to pick her way carefully through the mess. Papa had done this? Even in his darkest moods, she could never imagine him doing this. Tears stung her eyes at the thought that she was partly responsible for his pain. Guarding her expression from her mother, she made her way to her room. 

She pulled back the curtain separating the room from the main part of the house. To Angrboða’s relief, things seemed untouched by the rage that had been unleashed in the rest of the house. Upon further inspection, her bed had been neatly made, and her toys had been tidied up, placed in her toybox. Dagmar, her favorite doll, was leaning on her pillow, just waiting for Angrboða’s return. She walked over to the bed and stopped, looking at Dagmar. She felt a lone tear spill down her cheek. Papa. 

Stirring herself, she remembered her task. Quickly as she could, she peeled herself out of her ruined nightshirt and pulled on a clean shift and her warmest dress, not that it mattered...she was no longer bothered by the cold. It would be easier, she reasoned, to look inconspicuous if she was dressed properly for the season. She found breeches to pull on underneath, socks and her rabbit-lined boots. She retrieved her heavy cloak from the pegs on the wall, and the sailcloth gathering bag her Mama had made her. Angrboða wadded up her bloody clothes and stuck them in the bag so Papa wouldn’t have to find them. She took her comb and some other odd bits she thought might be useful. 

Slinging the bag around her neck and over her shoulder, she turned to leave. Dagmar caught her eye once again. Solemnly, she approached her bed. She reached out and fingered the hem of Dagmar’s dress. Angrboða gently picked up her doll, and walked out of the room. She crossed the hall and entered her parents’ dimly lit room. Angrboða clutched Dagmar tightly to her chest and whispered:  “You have to look after Papa now, just like I looked after you. Be a good girl.” She kissed her doll and placed her carefully against Papa’s pillow, tucking her legs under the furs. Wiping her eyes with the edge of her cloak, she turned and made her way back to the main room, where Helga was waiting. 

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[tiny-angrboda]

//Aaaahahaha! *blushes* Apparently, the artsy part of my brain can only concentrate on one thing at a time. I recently started listening to a new band, and it totally sucked the muse right out of me. I have had to force myself to turn off the music and put on my noise generator and see if I can find Angrboða again.

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Headcanons list! (Add more if you wish)

[triumphantiisms]

deceptive-fox:

½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them

± = The character and what they think about math

† = How the character feels about murder

Ξ = How the character feels about their parents

✦ = A secret the character will never tell 

@ = How the character appears online

¥ = How the character handles money or spends it

° = The character’s temperature preferences 

æ = The character and languages (Known or Want to Learn)

↔ = The character’s ability to read directions

♥ = Character’s preference for relationships (sexuality, type of person, etc.)

zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake

☂ = Weather the character enjoys

♪ = What music the character likes

( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets

(・∀・ ) = The character’s emotional state most of the time

☆～（ゝ。∂）= How the character greets people

⊙﹏☉ = What flusters the character

(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy

(/□＼*)・゜ = What makes the character blush

(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character

（；へ：） = What makes the character cry

(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure

（・□・；） = What makes the character uncomfortable

(*^◇^)_旦 = What the character likes to eat and drink

｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ = What makes the character laugh

(´；Д；｀) = What worries the character

(⑅ ‘﹃’ ) = What the character daydreams or thinks about

( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make