#τ::|| eivor varinsdottir

[ofspvrta]

Picks her up bridal style casually and grins down at. // marriage

θ::|| @wolfkcst

She often underestimated their strength, usually when Eivor could so easily lift her. A yelp of surprise left her lips as the Vikingr lifted her in their strong capable arms, the Keeper stunned for a moment, looking ridiculous as if she were all limbs in their arms.

"Does it satisfy you to humble me so, Eivor?"

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthrope | 800s ce #wolfkcst #Σ::|| To see us now; you'd not believe our clash | ship: kassxeivor

[ofspvrta]

❛  fervent .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  after  a  fight .

μ::|| meme: 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 . | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @wolfkcst

Those Saxons would have said they were right, that the Norse and their tanned companion were nothing more than barbaric brutes, uncultured and lacking the guidance of God were they still alive to witness this. But they weren't, their ambush had been for naught, cut down with spectacular ease by the Vikingr and the Misthios. And amid the fighting and blood and adrenaline, when the smoke had settled and the haze had barely lifted, when all other foes were dead, the two found themselves entangled with one another. Heated kisses and desperate hands clawing at each other's armor, or at least for the parts that were most in the way.

It didn't take long at all for Kassandra to have Eivor on their back, tunic pulled up so one hand could fondle their breast while the other was buried in their trousers. Her lips were crushing as she kissed them with all the want the world could afford, her fingers dipping in between their folds and working them up. All of this while the dead Saxons lay barely twenty feet away. They couldn't help it, they both admired each other while they fought, and Kassandra knew that Eivor had similar thoughts to her as they dispatched the last of the Saxons, their eyes only having to meet briefly before they met with one another so abruptly. It wasn't the first time they had done this, it wouldn't be the last. And as Kassandra moves to lay partially on top of her love, all she can think about is drawing out those cries of desperation as she gets them to the edge of pleasure.

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthrope | 800s ce #wolfkcst #μ::|| there's another goat? | memes #Σ::|| here? before the gods? | nsft

[ofspvrta]

They just transformed, and gods there’s a burst of energy again. Quickly the werewolf starts to run around with excitement, excited to be in camp and hunt soon with their beloved. Eivor quickly notices Kassandra and zooms towards her with ears pinned back. Yes, they want to give her big kisses. // awoo zoomies

θ::|| @wolfkcst

The aasimar had only just started to settle for the night, armor laid out upon the training dummy, her staff resting in front of her as she was about to settle into meditations. Unfortunately, she had forgotten what night it was, that the moon hung high in the sky, full and brimming with light. It wasn't until she heard the sounds of Eivor shifting that her eyes shot open. Shit. Some protector she was, she wanted to keep Eivor and the others safe, but she couldn't do that if she couldn't even remember when the full moon was.

It's in that moment that she realized that Eivor had spotted her at her tent and clearly had intentions to rush her. The aasimar stood, golden wings spreading as she moved quickly away from her tent and any others who may get in the way. "Eivor, calm. Calm down!"

#λ::|| the protector | bg3!kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| bg3 #λ::|| faerun #wolfkcst #omg eivor no!

[ofspvrta]

Hands grip tightly at their axes, panting growing heavy from sparring with the woman. Kassandra put up a good fight, and by the gods did Eivor enjoy it thoroughly. They were bloody, sweaty, and bruised, but they did not care. Their fight would still carry on until they can't take it anymore. A growl rumbles through their throat before jumping towards her again - but this time their movements are a bit more sluggish and less powerful. Tell-tale signs of the exhaustion creeping over them. // :)

θ::|| @wolfkcst

She could keep going. Even with the pain wracking her shoulder and the blood pooling into the dip above her collarbone, staining the fur of her cloak. Eivor was told not to hold back and they didn't. Kassandra's breathing was only a little labored, but she was still standing. She clutched the Hero's sword in her right hand, the short spear she had Gunnar forge for her in her left. A smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Come now, Eivor. I've clearly bested you!" She said as she spread her arms from her sides. "You can call it now, there is no shame in that."

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthorpe | 800s ce #wolfkcst #they're so stubborn i doubt either would readily admit defeat.

[ofspvrta]

“I got these amazing treats while I walked around door to door! Would you like to share one with me?” // wife

θ::|| @wolfkcst

Kassandra looked up from the wood carving she had been whittling at with her knife as the drengr approached. She could tell without looking that they had a grin on their face, the tone of their voice said it all. Admittedly, her interest was piqued at the mention of treats; she may not require food but she loved it anyway. Setting her carving aside she looked to Eivor, a curious expression on her face.

"You went door to door and people gave you treats? At this time of night?" Well, now she needed to know more and wanted to try these treats. "Why would they just give you treats?"

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthorpe | 800s CE #wolfkcst #omg please take kass trick or treating

[ofspvrta]

Hands place on her hips, moving down to press kisses against her skin tenderly all while looking up at her with a lustful gaze. “You’re stunning..”

θ::|| @wolfkcst

Kassandra focused on even breaths and on Eivor's beautiful icy eyes. They had lucked out that the home had been abandoned and was a perfect spot to shelter from the raging storm outside, a fire lit and keeping the abode warm and cozy. And it was here inside the safety of four walls, away from the pouring rain that they found themselves seeking comfort in one another.

Eivor's hands on her hips, warm fingers burning into her skin almost as much as those lips left little presses of fire wherever they touched. The Keeper met Eivor's expression, fingers brushing back through the vikingr's hair.

"As are you..."

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| england | 800s ce #wolfkcst #i love these two. i love them so much. #Σ::|| to see us now; you'd not believe our clash | ship: kassxeivor

[ofspvrta]

θ ::|| @wornempathy​ asked: ❝  they’re gonna be sorry they picked this fight.  ❞ - Ravensdottiir

      Her falcata and improvised short spear were already drawn, the seasoned warrior taking a fighting position. Eivor wasn’t wrong, they would be sorry. Eivor was enough to even keep her on her toes, the first time in some ages she’d felt a challenge. These men? They were nothing, just an obstacle to be cut down. “They think they can shake us down, it’s almost cute.” She says, a smirk etching into her cheeks. “How long do you give them?”

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthorpe | 800s CE #wornempathy #ravensdottiir

[ofspvrta]

θ::|| @wolfkcst​ has encountered the corrupted

She should have stopped them, stepped in and subdued who she could. But she didn’t, instead watching as the small army of men tore each other limb from limb, lost in the babblings of sleep deprived madness. How unfortunate. She waited for the last man to fall before stalking the carnage like a vulture out for itself. These men had gored themselves and for what? An artifact they would never be able to handle? Alls the pity. She checked the bodies for any signs of life, there would be no saving any of them tonight, even if they could be nursed back to health their minds were too far warped. No, she would end their misery for them. After a few moments of searching, she came upon one still twitching from pain, choking and begging the Eagle Bearer, the false god, to stop, to turn back. Bad omen, cursed thing. Tainted one. She heeded no such warning, kneeling beside the man and gently placing her hand behind his neck to lift his throat to her lips.  The sudden sound of footfalls, heavy and hurried, behind her gave her pause. Shit. 

#λ::|| the corrupted | vampire verse #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| isle of skye | 800s ce #wolfkcst #τ::|| starter #this is not the meet cute you are looking for lol #honestly how perfect is their first in game meeting in a cemetery surrounded by bodies for this au? #blood cw #violence cw

[ofspvrta]

θ::|| @mortiferum​

                 “I must be mad,” she said, taking in the village before her, “there are so many people here.” It wasn’t as big as the cities she had known in her mortal years in the Greek World, even Kephallonia felt more bustling than this, but it was nice. Quaint. And still more activity and life than she’d involved herself in for the last few centuries. She could feel that churning in her stomach again, nerves building and burning as she saw how everyone seemed to know everyone else. Suddenly she is realizing maybe coming to Ravensthorpe instead of leaving that night wasn’t the best idea. “Are you sure I’m going to be okay here for a few weeks?” 

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthorpe | 800s CE #τ::|| starter #mortiferum #i hope this works. let me know if you have anything else in mind.

[ofspvrta]

first kiss﹕ sender  &  receiver  have  their  first  kiss . -from eivor

μ::|| meme:   𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑳𝒀     .    (   a  collection  of  prompts  taken  from  some  common  &  uncommon  tags  used  on  ao3 .  mature  themes  are  present ,  add  “ + reverse ”  to  reverse  roles .  )     | [Ξ]

θ::|| anonymous

The intention was to slip away without a prolonged goodbye. It was easier that way. One last silent glance while Eivor was caught in a conversation so she could leave in the darkness of the night. Her head was still swimming from the copious amounts of mead, an issue that was beginning to remedy itself as the staff had started repairing her body from the poison she’d ingested. The thoughts of leaving one of the only connections she was able to make in ages had made her oblivious to the familiar voice calling out to her in the distance.

No, she’s not calling your name, you’re just a drunken fool, she reasoned.

She told Eivor she couldn’t stay, had been so resolute in it. But she heard it clearly this time, that voice piercing the night sky and suddenly a bit of a panic set in. All Kassandra wanted was to be able to leave in the least painful way possible but it was too late to disappear into the night, to hide in an ever thinning crowd of people who were all heading to the long house. 

“Kassandra, wait.”

                                         Fuck. 

“Kassandra!” Eivor called out again, catching up finally. 

Kassandra had never disliked the sound of her name more than when it came out of Eivor’s mouth. The more she heard it the more she wanted to stay and she knew she shouldn’t. “Eivor... I have to     ”

Eivor shook her head and Kassandra raised a brow for a second, wondering what this was about, but she didn’t have time to linger on the thought as Eivor closed the distance between them. Kassandra had hardly a second to register the expression on Eivor’s face as her lips met with the immortal’s and it almost felt like too much at once. 

Centuries on centuries of the most physical intimacy she’d known being the violence of a blade and the pull of the bow string; the warmth of Eivor’s lips on hers felt just as much as a crushing weight as it did a release she hadn’t realized she was waiting for. Hands scarred from years of battle in her mortal life reached up to hold Eivor’s face close her own, as she savored a moment she wasn’t sure she’d get again. Damn everything, damn duty, damn death and time and Pieces of Eden. Damn the Order of the Ancients and the Hidden Ones. Damn the Isu. In this moment, here and now, she had something she had both longed for and forbade, the chance to touch, to love and be loved. A reprieve from the loneliness. 

And in another moment they broke the kiss, small gasps for air breaking up the occasional cheer from the long house in the distance. Kassandra rested her forehead against Eivor’s, eyes closed as the sensation of what just happened still swam in her head. “Eivor...” Her voice came as a rasp, her breath hitching in her throat. “If this was an attempt to get me to stay...”

Maybe a month or so in Ravensthorpe couldn’t hurt. The world had survived ages before her, it could survive again. 

#λ::|| eagle bearer | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| isle of skye | 800s ce #μ::|| there's another goat? | memes #i haven't written a kiss in agessssss #but also hello? two asks anon?

[ofspvrta]

θ::|| @wolfkcst​

            It felt like there was no catching a break with these two. Someone or something always wanted them dead. It was no wonder, the two on their own were dangerous enough, together they were an unrelenting force of nature... if that force of nature also bickered like a married couple. But they made it work. Kassandra was actually feeling sad that this wouldn’t last. It couldn’t. She would always have to leave one day. She turned to face her partner, eyeing them over for any damage after a grueling fight. “Eivor, are you alright?” 

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| isle of skye | 800s ce #τ::|| starter #wolfkcst #let me know if this works :D

[ofspvrta]

“ i thought i might find you here. ” / from eivor

μ::|| meme:        more intense vibes   [ Ξ ] | accepting

θ::|| @mortiferum

              A familiar voice had stirred her from the silent refuge she had so desperately sought. She could only handle crowds for so long before anxiousness settled in like a parasite, unwelcomed and unwanted. It was never quite for her and even less so as she’d moved further and further from society. Eivor had made it much more bearable, fun even, but once the staff started to sober her up against her will, the pit in her stomach started knotting again and she had slipped out. Eivor must have figured she’d gone back to the mouth of the cave, no one would be there anymore and the ravine leading into the cavern was beautiful in the moonlight. The Keeper didn’t look up to greet the voice behind her, merely allowed a sad smile to cross her face. “Am I that predictable? I might have to work on that.” She said, a huff of a chuckle, knowing a clean cut off from her new friend wasn’t going to be possible now. 

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| isle of skye | 800s ce #mortiferum #μ::|| there's another goat? | memes

[ofspvrta]

Wraps their arms around her waist and picks her up with ease while pushing her against the wall to support her back. “You’re beautiful, my love.” // gremlin hours

θ::|| @wolfkcst

It never failed to surprise her when the smaller warrior managed to lift her so easily off the ground. Kassandra was not the lightest at her height and was solid muscle. And yet, she doesn't mind being pressed against the wall by them. Eivor is irresistible when they're being dominant like that. And, rarely, Kassandra would ever let herself be dominated.

"Mmm, I could say the same of you, mighty drengr."

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthrope | 800s ce #wolfkcst #Σ::|| To see us now; you'd not believe our clash | ship: kassxeivor

[ofspvrta]

Gently kisses her cheek and curls up close to her.

|| @wolfkcst

Kassandra simply opens her arms, allowing the drengr to cuddle up close to her. "It is a cold night, isn't it love?" Strong arms wrap around the shorter warrior, holding them close as she plants a kiss to their temple. "Let me keep you warm."

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthorpe | 800s ce #Σ::|| To see us now; you'd not believe our clash | ship: kassxeivor #wolfkcst

[ofspvrta]

“I love you. I love you more than the stars above.” They whisper in her ear, pinning her against the bed while kissing along her neck tenderly.

|| @wolfkcst

"Mmm..." She was content to let go and let Eivor lead things tonight. After a long day of slaying Saxons, they deserved the escape the privacy of her guest house provided. Far more than what Eivor's room in the long house did. As she relaxed into the mattress, feeling Eivor's hot kisses against her neck, the misthios sighed, a slight tremor as she did. "There's a lot of stars in the sky, αγάπη μου, do you truly love me more than all of them?"

She knew Eivor's answer, but she wanted to hear it anyway as her hands slid under the fabric of Eivor's tunic and up the warm skin of their back, holding them close against her.

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthorpe | 800s CE #Σ::|| To see us now; you'd not believe our clash | ship: kassxeivor #wolfkcst

[ofspvrta]

"I would do anything for you, elskan. You know that, right?" they ask, curled up close to their beloved with a low hum and playing idly with her hair. To be close to Kassandra was something they desired greatly. // they're in luv ur honor

θ::|| @wolfkcst

"I do, agápi mou, as I would for you." Eivor was never shy about professing their love and adoration for her. After over a thousand years of painful loneliness, it felt like seeing the sun for the first time, every time they said it. Her arm wrapped around Eivor, fingers lightly tracing against the Vikingr's arm. "You're beautiful, as beautiful as the first winter's snow."

#λ::|| the keeper | kassandra #τ::|| eivor varinsdottir #τ::|| valhalla #λ::|| ravensthorpe | 800s CE #Σ::|| To see us now; you'd not believe our clash | ship: kassxeivor #wolfkcst