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So um… dinluke huh…

#din djarin #dinluke #luke skywalker #oh god #here i go again #new year new ship #skydalorian

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I am my father’s daughter - I only know how to let people take

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this blog is actually me dissecting my own corpse in an anatomical theater and you are all standing up on the rows looking down at me cheering and booing 

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"fuck it we ball" is for stress about the future "it is what it is" is for stress about the past and "this too shall pass" is for stress about the present thank you for coming to my TED talk

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as above (insane in the head) so below (insane in the pussy)

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Yeah the sex was good but did it have themes and motifs

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Wintered Over, Zeke Russell

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will i always be this angry?

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*ok, but what is Jake's stragle?*

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[covered in blood, with tears in my eyes] I AM VERY YOUNG AND I AM LEARNING HOW TO LIVE

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(Heimdall is the type of guy to refuse apologizing but... I think it would infuriate him to the core because he's dealing with Kratos lol who's cool as a cucumber. As always. *sends hugs!*)

Outside the cabin in Midgard, the moonlight filtered through the branches of the towering oaks that surrounded them, casting a serene tranquility.

Heimdall sat on the bed, his arms crossed and a scowl etched deep upon his features. With each huff and puff, the tension in the room seemed to grow. His mood swing had taken him by surprise, and now he found himself unable to let go of his pride and apologize to Kratos for the words he said earlier.

Despite his stubbornness, he couldn't help stealing glances at his husband out of the corner of his eye. Kratos, ever patient and understanding, sat by the crackling fireplace on a bench. His gaze fixed intently on mending one of Heimdall's shirts (it got ripped during a hunt they went on together. Kratos got an earful the whole way back to their home.).

The Aesir's eyes narrowed, his pride refusing to allow him to apologize for the harsh words he had spoken earlier. Yet, as he stole a glance at Kratos, he couldn't help but notice that he seemed to be completely unaffected by the ordeal. His eyes searched Kratos' face for any sign of anger or disappointment, but all he found was a quiet strength that seemed to radiate from within. It infuriated him and yet, deep down, it filled him with both admiration and love.

Seconds stretched into minutes, the tension mounting in the air, until Heimdall finally relented. He sat besides Kratos, scooted closer to him until their shoulders lightly brushing against each other.

"What do you want for dinner?" Heimdall asked, his voice soft, attempting to mend the rift between them. Seeking his husband's approval.

Kratos grunted slightly, his eyes sparkling still focused on the shirt. "Hm. Surprise me. Anything you cook will be delicious."

A smile tugged at the corners of Heimdall's lips, quickly replaced by a playful pout. "You're just saying that..."

Kratos turned his head towards the blonde and gently placed a hand on his knee, "Because it is true. I am not a man who spesks in a frivolous way, nor do I toy with your feelings."

Heimdall couldn't hold back wrapping his arms around Kratos, burying his face in the crook of his neck.

"Sometimes... My pride gets the best of me..." he murmured, his voice muffled against Kratos' skin.

Strong arms tightened the embrace, he felt calloused fingers move soothingly up and down his back. "I know," Kratos whispered. "But you are trying to be better. You are showing remorse and making amends, in your own way. And I cannot force you to apologize."

It was as if Kratos had this magical ability to see through his walls and understand him better than anyone else ever could. He fought against his lingering stubbornness, struggling to find the right words.

"You always know how to handle me," Heimdall confessed, "even when I'm being difficult... especially when I'm being difficult."

The Spartan tenderly brushed his thumb across the younger god's cheek. "You are in need of compassion, not being chastised. That is how you learn from mistakes. My love for you does not waver during these moments, and I will not leave you to deal with them alone."

Feeling his heart soar at the words, Heimdall pulled away from the embrace and quickly blinked backed his tears, his sassy self resurfacing. "Oh stop it, sunshine." he grinned and rolled his eyes, but a glimmer of amusement sparkled within them. "You just always have the right words, don't you? You're not allowed to be so wise. And charming. And handsome. It's unfair! You drive me crazy, you know that?"

"I am well aware of it. Likewise." replied Kratos, which earned a laugh from the younger god.

"So," Heimdall started, "before I begin with dinner, I wanted to say that I've become friends with some of the housewives I meet at the market, and let me tell you that there is a whole lot of drama going on in here! Midgardians are so messy! This one day I heard..." he continued to ramble as Kratos listened intently, the tension of the day dissipating with each shared moment, now replaced by gossip and lighthearted banter between two unconventional lovers.

THEY’RE SO SOFT I JUST- NLKOEJENFKVLLR

(Thank you for your amazing work once again 😭)

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it's a good thing kratos has crazy amounts of patience and discipline because he's the only one who can handle heimdall's bitchy self. some habits are difficult to get rid so i'm pretty sure he'd have mood swings and say something he didn't mean to kratos which would lead to two things 1) heimdall immediately crawling into his lap ' i am so soryyy 🥺 i did not mean that, i am just not feeling well today. that wasn't nice of me and i really love you 🥺 are you mad at me (kratos: no) yaaay 🥰'. 2) him on the mattress, face down, bent over, 🍑🍆 because he's insatiable. kratos is too let's be real now come on 👀 he doesnt have all that infinite stamina for nothing!

Heimdall would be type to run his mouth all the time hahah! I love this I am under the same impression that it would be either of these two. But! I feel like heimdall would be too prideful for him to take anything back or want to apologize. So I think that option 2 would be the more often outcome of his outlandish comments haha!

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Heimdall carefully laid down some bowls of deer meat for Speki and Svanna, the two wolves wagged their tails before approaching to take a bite. Retrieving the elk on the ground, he dragged it towards Gulltoppr, who gave a low rumble of gratitude before eating away.

Walking up the path back to the wooden cabin. His thoughts went to Atreus and Kratos, his beloved husband, as both were out hunting for tonight's meal.

Entering the cabin, the blonde scanned everything to see if it was all in place after he was done making everything perfect before Kratos & Atreus come back. Satisfied, he walked over to the cabinets to gather utensils including plates for tonight.

As he laid down the plates and put the silverware next, a thought crept into his mind of remembering the conversation he had with Atreus when he apologized to the blonde for lashing out.

'When will I get a new sibling?'

For some time, Heimdall had this question in his mind about what Atreus had asked him. If he was honest with himself he had thoughts of giving Atreus a new sibling and give Kratos a child.

But he didn't know how Kratos would think about having another.

He would just have to see when his beloved husband comes back.

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Sitting next to the fireplace after having a hearty meal, enjoying its comforting glow, Heimdall nuzzled his head against Kratos's broad chest, finding comfort while sitting in Kratos's lap.

Atreus had already went to his bed for sleep, leaving Heimdall and Kratos as the only ones up.

Lifting his head up from the broad chest, the blonde gazed up at the spartan with curiosity in his eyes and adoration.

"Kratos..." He spoke, softly. "Can I.. Can I ask you something?"

The Spartan gave a quiet grunt, breaking eye contact from the fire to the smaller god that was on his lap.

"Remember last week when Atreus ashed out and rejected me as a parent?"

"Yes. I remember when he did. I was not pleased with him for that." Kratos replied, slowly rubbing small circles on Heimdall's back.

The blonde nodded, shivering at the soothing circles. "Well, he apologized to me about what he did...."

"Mn."

"And he asked me a question while we were waiting for you to come back from your hunt."

Kratos tilted his head slightly. "What was it he asked you?"

"He asked when he would get a new sibling."

There was silence between them. Heimdall couldn't tell if Kratos was either surprised or confused with what he had revealed of what Atreus had asked him.

The spartan spoke, slowly. "He asked.... About a new sibling?"

Heimdall nodded. "He did, has he never asked about having a sibling?"

"No." Kratos said, shortly. "After... After Faye died and with our journey to Jotunheim to spread her ashes. He never asked Faye or I about a sibling. I just assumed he was fine being a single child."

The blonde reached for the Spartan's hand, familiar with the callous touch of his husband, before giving his hand a squeeze.

"Well, maybe we can give him his wish of having a sibling." Heimdall chirped.

Kratos gave Heimdall a look. "But how...."

"My mothers or maybe Freya could change some parts of my body to sire your child and sibling for Atreus." Heimdall responded, quickly to Kratos. Taking the Spartan's hand, he placed it against his flat stomach and smiled. "So what do you say, sunshine?"

Kratos was silent for a moment, he turned away from Heimdall. His mind was admittedly racing of having another child, he feared of getting close to this child like he did with Atreus before. Though, in his mind saw of what his husband would look like; full & round with his child.

Returning his gaze back at Heimdall, he gave a slight rare smile that made Heimdall's heart flutter.

"Is that a yes?" Heimdall asked, smiling at Kratos.

"Yes."

Oh a continuation 🥹🥹 so cute so soft. Love that they were cuddling close. Amazing work once again my friend

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it would be too easy for thor to act like an asshole if he found out about heimdall is in love with kratos, but maybe he doesn't and cuts him some slack! i know if tyr was there he would be the most understanding. and so would baldur, to a degree. thor i think because he is the eldest and had to go through a lot of shit before the his other siblings, but maybe he decides to be better because of his wife and daugter? *sobs*

oh and this makes me think of way before heimdall got with kratos, since it's been established he's a super virgin. extra virgin olive oil. didn't even look at anyone, wasn't interested in anything else than being a watchman and whatever odin had to say. asgard was the only thing that mattered, even though the people didn't like him that much either. that changed of course, when his eyes was set on a tall glass of lemnian wine named kratos. piercing gaze. stern and stoic, but calm. strong, large hands. broad shoulders. deepest voice in all the realms. now, heimdall has never touched himself but... can you blame him if he did when thinking about that spartan man? shit i'd be ready to leave everything behind for him too.

I would hands down leave everything for kratos… I mean have you seen that man????

CAN I LOOK DISRESPECTFULLY??????? Because I am.

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oh yeah most def i think there would be homophobia in asgard, seeing as discrimination against giants and dwarves is already a thing thanks to odin. i bet that bastard also would make snide comments about relationships that aren't heterosexual, implying both directly or indirectly that anything else is unacceptable. on the other hand, i'd like to think that maybe with heimdall there will be a change to this? just like how thor tries to be better for his daughter, i also feel like he realizes he needs to be better for his family (i need both the angst and the comfort, can't do without them tbh *sobs*). that also means accepting himself as part giant and accepting his brother, because those are not bad things as odin tries to make them to think. coming out of the closet won't be the easiest thing for heimdall, but... at lesst he'll talk to a thor who is willing to listen and understand :'( OH AND SIF, sif is a big catalyst and support because thanks to her thor tries each and every day, she's more open-minded than any aesir imo, and she wants her family out of odin's clutches SO YES MY BFF SIF! ❤️

oh i got reminded of how it's like in greece and whew boy howdy things are so different there i'm laughing so hard lmao. especially in sparta. you're not manly there until you've banged your male best friend(s)! kratos knows *winkwink* heimdall looks into his mind and tries so hard not to be jealous.

I agree that it would be quite difficult for heimdall to be able to accept himself and his feelings. Thor as well first a bit hostile but then avoidant. Which I think would last a while before Sif wanting to bring the ties between brothers back together.

And YES SUPPORTIVE SIF WE LOVE THAT 💕💕

I also find it hilarious the difference between Greek views on male on male relationships and Nordic XD

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