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dolce-peach · 2 years

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Hi! I loved your soft & honeyed obi-wan fic, and was wondering if I could request another for him? Maybe him & the reader have the same dynamic they did in soft & honeyed. Obi-wan and the reader have just come back from a brutal mission where they lost a lot of men, and it's really negatively affecting the reader. Obi-wan notices how depressed the reader is and goes to comfort her, maybe some cuddles or something sweet like that?? I've been having a bit of a rough time recently and would love to see how Obi-wan would comfort the reader during a depressive episode. No worries at all if this is too heavy of a request, I appreciate you taking the time to read this & for writing all of your works. I love them & you! <3

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pairing: obi-wan kenobi x jedi!reader

warnings: violence, death, grief

a/n: so this took a little longer than expected -- so sorry about that, anon! 🥲 i’ve been out of the country this entire month and also had a nasty cold (also could've been covid shhhhhh) -- also i’m so sorry you’ve been feeling that way 😔 sending all my love! also apologies bc you can tell that i’m obviously touch starved 🙃 hope you like it!! 🥰💗

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The plan was simple with very little room for error, as it always was. It was one of Obi-Wan’s secret talents, as you discovered over the years of partnering up for missions.

It fascinated you to see how his mind worked in high pressure situations. You noticed he often stationed you somewhere near him on the front lines. He took into account everything that could possibly go wrong. You appreciated that he wasn’t overly demonstrative about his need to protect you. Your eyes often found his anyway, even across the battlefield.

His priority was you as well as the mission.

If all went well, you and your entire squad of clones would be home before supper.

“That is all,” Obi-Wan said, concluding the makeshift briefing in the cruiser’s cargo hanger. “Cody, how soon can you get your men in the air?”

The clone commander stood tall. “Fifteen minutes, General Kenobi.”

“You have ten,” Obi-Wan said. “We’ll want to have the element of surprise on our side.”

“Understood,” Cody replied with a nod, turning towards his team. “You heard the General! Wings up in ten!”

“Yes, sir!”

As the clones dispersed, you found yourself tightening your wrist gauntlets. You weren’t surprised when you recognized the pair of boots that stopped in front of you.

Obi-Wan’s gloved hands lay themselves on top of yours. “Allow me.” There was a small twinkle in his eyes.

You couldn’t help but smile. “What would I do without you?”

He chuckled as he easily tightened your gauntlets, casually checking the rest of your armor while he was at it. “In your defense, this armor isn’t intuitive,” he pointed out.

He took your hands and helped you into your gloves, the leather of his brushing against your skin.

You hummed. “Maybe there’ll be a day where we won’t have to wear these anymore.”

“If we complete today’s mission, we’ll be one step closer to that day,” he told you, as he always did.

“What are we waiting for then?” you joked, brushing a bit of his hair away from his face. “I’ll see you later?”

His eyes fluttered at your touch, selfishly relishing in your presence for one more moment more before nodding, his expression hardening. “May the Force be with you.”

You echoed his words before running off to your own ship. You glanced back briefly and flashed a smile.

It was all you could do before boarding your fighter.

In a way, it comforted you, to pretend like everything was okay in the midst of everything falling apart. You were sure it probably put Obi-Wan at ease. Maybe that was a bit of a guilty thought you had, but in the end, it really only put off the inevitable.

You knew your body was due for another breakdown at some point, but as your cockpit closed over your head and your ship launched into space, you knew it couldn’t be today.

You had a job to do, a duty to fulfill.

As you sliced the last battle droid with your saber, you took a moment to catch your breath.

Just because the plan was simple didn’t mean it was going to be a cakewalk. Part of you didn’t even want to turn around to see the aftermath of the small battle that ended up occurring. You were sure most of your squad had fallen. The lack of the sound of their boots only confirmed that.

“General!”

Hearing Cody’s voice gave you some relief.

“Commander,” you greeted. “Where’s General Kenobi?”

“Securing the last of the throne room,” he replied. “I was ordered to take the men I have left and see if you needed help.”

You glanced over your shoulder and couldn’t help but look away immediately. There was no question that your entire squad had fallen, their white armor almost glowing in the light that fell through what few windows there were in the room. Their bodies were strewn, decorated in their blood.

“My men...” you trailed off.

Cody beat you to it, already ordering what medic clones he had to start surveying for wounded soldiers.

You fell to your knees. How could this have happened? You were sure you were taking most of the heavy fire, deflecting blasts elsewhere. There had to be someone.

Anyone.

You could scarcely recognize Obi-Wan kneeling before you. His gloved fingers hooked gently under your chin, raising your face to examine you.

There were tears blurring your eyes. He bore concern in his face as he stroked your cheek.

“No one,” you breathed. “There’s no one left. They’re all...they’re all dead...”

“You don’t know that. We’ll check --”

“I do know!” you snapped. “You feel it as I do! Their spirits. Their life. Their Force, gone!”

At seeing Obi-Wan stagger back, your eyes were wide with horror as you covered your mouth. Stop talking! Stop thinking.

Stop living.

He called your name, cautiously taking your hand. “Breathe,” came the soft command.

“I can’t!” you sobbed uncontrollably.

“Just try,” he insisted, cupping your cheek. “Look at me.”

Your lower lip trembled as you followed his voice, gazing deeply into his ocean eyes. His thumb rubbed away grime and oil caked into your skin.

“There, that’s it,” he praised. “Their deaths are not your fault. Remember that.” His eyes reflected your sadness.

You leaned your head into his chest. “I want to go home.”

You felt his chest rise. “Me too,” he said as he caressed your head, holding you close.

You had no strength left in your body. It was a miracle you made it back to the star cruiser. With the help of Obi-Wan, who made no complaints while carrying you, you were able to get what rest you could in your quarters, away from prying eyes and grieving men.

Nothing could ever comfort you for your losses this time. You knew they were clones, men bred for war, but as the years went by, you couldn’t help but form friendships. They had your back, always.

As you sat still on your bed, still in your roughed robes, you glanced outside your window, to the infinite stars.

The door to your room slid open. Obi-Wan walked in with a tray of food. Sensing your silence, he set the food on your table before sitting down next to you with a heavy sigh.

“You should eat something,” he said.

“I think I just want to sleep,” you admitted tiredly.

He nodded, his lips pursed in a small smile. “Then sleep.”

You sighed as you leaned back, collapsing into your sheets. Closing your eyes, you could already feel yourself giving in to sleep.

The only thing barely keeping you conscious was Obi-Wan gently removing your boots and setting them neatly to the side.

He paused for a moment before removing your belt. You rolled over, so he could slip you out of your robes more easily. His fingers occasionally grazed your skin. Physical intimacy with you two was an unfamiliar thing, but it didn’t change the fact that you felt incredibly comfortable with each other. Obi-Wan had seen you in your most vulnerable states. He knew when you were guarded, and this wasn’t one of those moments.

On the other hand, he was harder to read. You eventually learned every expression and nuance his face had to offer, with the way his eyebrows were furrowed deeply or the way his hand always found his beard when he was deep in thought. You memorized every shade of blue his eyes had to offer.

Eventually you opened your eyes, seeing his eyes on you in quiet observation. You sat up, saddling his lap before you undressed him. It was your way of begging him not to leave.

“Better?” he asked quietly while watching you fold his robes neatly before setting them on the chair. His callused fingers brushed against your collarbone. You slowly hugged him.

“Yeah,” you whispered in his ear. “You?”

He hummed in affirmation. “Always so concerned about others before yourself,” he pointed out. “What can I do for you?”

You wanted to have him kiss you, hold you, take you in every way known to man. You wanted his skin against yours, holding you so close and so tight that you might disappear. You wanted him to make you forget your sadness.

You could never tell him that, to use you so you could use him. Part of you knew he’d never forgive you for that either.

For now, you could do with this.

“Stay.”

You felt his laugh rumble from his chest to yours. “Lay down then.”

You scooted back, letting your head hit the pillow. He lay down next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist. Letting his body spoon yours, you held his hand to your chest, interweaving your fingers in his. You placed a tentative kiss against his knuckles, and he responded by brushing his lips against your neck, breathing in your scent.

The sensation tickled you. “I should shower,” you said, trying to get out of bed. “I probably smell like oil and sweat.”

He refused to let you move. “Stay,” he murmured. “Rest.”

Feeling him pull you close to him sheltered you. You exhaled slowly, trying to force yourself to relax.

“You’re okay,” he breathed, as if hearing your troubled mind. “You’re safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

You turned until you were facing him, stroking his cheek. “How can you be so sure?” you whispered. “Our time is finite anyway. My men may have been clones, but they all had lives, personalities of their own. I was the only one with the power to save them, and I couldn’t in the end.”

“How would I be able to live with myself if I didn’t try?”

In the moment you gave a weak smile whilst gazing into his eyes, you knew you were safe. He meant those words, as much as you hated to admit, and as much as it went against what the two of you stood for. But in that moment, you forgot about protocols and duty.

His arms were all you could focus on, his body pressed close against you, skin on skin. His sweet musk dulled your senses as the warmth that radiated from his body sedated you. You ran your fingers along his chest, creating constellations through his freckles. His rough fingers squeezed the skin of your hips with every changing direction, making your breathing unsteady in the best of ways.

As he cradled you close in his chest, he stroked your hair. “None of it was your fault,” he said. “You understand that, right?”

“Obi-Wan...” you trailed off in warning as you pulled back, sitting up.

He took your hand. “It wasn’t your fault.”

Tears welled in your eyes. No matter how many times he said it, there would always be a part of you that would never believe him. Your grief would never think of letting you off the hook that easily.

You could see his eyes widen as you tried to hold back your tears. Wiping your eyes in haste, sobs shook your body. “I’m sorry...”

He gave you a sad smile. “What are you sorry for?” he said gently. “You have nothing to apologize for. I know it, my men know it, and your men know it.”

You shook your head as he wiped your tears. “You and I have responsibilities. I don’t want to keep you here, General.”

“General, now?” he lightly mused. “You’re exhausted,” he said, laying you down again. “Just try to sleep, alright?”

“Will you leave?”

He settled next to you. “No,” he said. “And we’ll talk about it when you’re ready.”

You leaned forward, pressing your lips against his in silent thanks.

You never realized when you fell asleep, but you woke up a few hours later, thanks to a nightmare. Much to your relief, Obi-Wan still slept beside you, his breath steady.

Your fingers found a home caressing his cheek with the lightest touch. Peace never left his face as he slept, almost making him look younger. If it weren’t for his beard, he’d probably still have his boyish look. It was one of the only signs that he lived in a world where he had to age too quickly, being thrown into something he never wanted to be part of.

When he stirred, you froze. He murmured something in his sleepy haze.

“It’s okay,” you hushed him. “Just sleep.”

His brow relaxed once more, the growing crease on his forehead disappearing instantly. You carefully repositioned yourself so your head lay on his chest.

Then you heard it. Steady thumps of his heart in your ear.

He was alive.

You bit your lip as tears welled up again. You never knew a simple heartbeat, something one wouldn’t ever think to listen to, would bring you so much relief.

You had to protect it at all costs. Even though you knew such thinking was deeply rooted in the dark side, what was wrong with protecting what you loved?

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bulkyphrase · 6 months

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Hi there, question for you: do you filter any tags? What are they, if you don't mind sharing? (even just a yes or no answer is helpful if you don't wish to elaborate)

Just FYI, I'm going around and asking this same question to others in the community (so please don't feel targeted or anything like that), but if you wouldn't mind answering this question, I'd be very curious to know your answer!

If you do answer, please consider tagging your reply "#filtered tags ask" for convenience, and if you're inclined to copy/paste this ask into others' ask boxes, it'd be much appreciated 🙏

I do filter tags! I filter a bunch of tags, actually:

#amber heard #anti endgame #anti endgame steve #anti mcu wanda maximoff #anti peggy #anti peggy carter #anti st*ggy #anti steggy #anti steve rodgers #anti steve rogers #anti team cap #anti wanda maximoff #anti wandavision #avengers incorrect quotes #barry #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #call of duty #chris evans x reader #dark!steve x reader #dark!steve x you #dead poets society #dps #house md #howard stark x reader #hydra husbands #incorrect marvel quotes #incorrect mcu quotes #incorrect quotes #johnny depp #jonny depp #kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #Kiseki: Dear to me #loki x reader #lucifer #mcu incorrect quotes #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha x reader #not a rating #ofmd #pro tony stark #reader insert #rwrb #rwrb spoilers #starker #steve rodgers x reader #steve rogers critical #steve rogers x black!reader #steve rogers x fem!reader #steve rogers x male reader #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x reader fluff #steve rogers x stark!reader #steve rogers x you #steve x reader #this is a captain carter hate blog sorry #tony stark defense squad #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you

These are a mix of tags I actively don't want to see anywhere (e.g. anti steve rogers), popular stuff I don't mind but am tired of seeing on my dash (e.g. ofmd), and tags that I'm willing to see from trusted people but not the general tumblr population (e.g. anti endgame, or pro tony stark). Plus the never ending quest to keep tag search and browse results from being clogged with a bunch of super long x reader fics.

#filtered tags ask #ask

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feridsluver · 10 months

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〜★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★〜

About this blog:

°who runs this blog?

You people can call me Lisa/ Juni. I am an INFJ and I very much love aesthetic stuff (especially when it is vampire/ academia/nature). I also am very much obsessed with ferid bathory, nature and the entire goth subculture. Am also neurodivergent and struggle a bit mentally so it's normal I won't post so much for a few months.

Gender: Because I had people confused with my pronouns; I'd say I am bigenderfluid which means I mainly identify with the female and non-binary gender but I assume I shift between those two. (I still have to do my research). However I'd prefer it if people use they/ them pronouns on the Internet.

When you do want to chat/ interact with me or this blog, please note:

◎I do not tolerate hate speech. Hate speech such as racism, homophobia, antisemitism and making fun of mentally Ill/disabled people. Such topics are not welcomed when chatting and on this blog! It's mainly to simp over ferid and it's suppose to be a safe space for everyone <3

◎Please respect my boundaries when it comes to venting. Please don't ,unless you ask me for permission whenever you plan on venting. To me, it is very disrespectful when someone just rants about their problems without both parties being okay with it. I'll most likely either block you or ignore you until I am stable enough.

◎ When we do chat about Ferid, please note that I might get defensive about certain topics that surround him. I don't like that he is being shipped, sexualised and his character getting butchered down.

Mainly because the ship is either illegal (aka. The yuu squad, mika, Krul),Proshipping [aka. Guren, Crowley or Saito-> they all have blood from the same person making them related. Plus I think if Crowley and Ferid would be in a romantic relationship, it would be toxic from both sides but mainly Ferid (bcuz its ferid)] and it's Ferid. As much as I love him, I cannot see him not doing disturbing things to his partner.

Also If we do talk about his sexuality, I will mainly base my reasoning off of what ferid said in the novel and how i interpret it. Because he is flirts with anyone I'd assume he might be pansexual or just a straight guy who is just a quite eccentric(like most straight men do.). And I want to make clear that I do not tolerate hate speech. We are having a discussion on a friendly basis. You don't need to get aggressive over a characters sexuality.

!!Please also note that I don't hate on you if you ship this, I am just uncomfortable with the ship. I do not know you as a person and therefore I feel it would be unfair to just judge based off of that.

Fandoms I also am in apart from ONS:

: Marvel ( Loki, Venom, Spider-Man)

: Hatsune Miku

: Monster high

:Genshin Impact

:Hypnosis Mic

:Twisted Wonderland

:Ghost in the Shell

:Tokyo Ghoul

:Horizon Zero Dawn/ Forbidden West

:httyd

:Maleficent

:Teen Titans (DC)

What do I mainly post about?

Anything related to Ferid and to just appreciate his character :) Because the fandom is becoming tinier and Ferid isn't all too popular among the fandom, I think it's important that we can get the ferid simps together.

Maybe also about some other things but mainly Ferid <3

End note: i hope you enjoy the blog ^^

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obsidianvibranium · 1 year

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Marvel Content Navigation

#marvel

↪️ #mcu

➡️ #mcu bts (behind the scenes)

➡️ #mcu fanart

↪️ #marvel comics

↪️ #marvel fanart

+ Characters: #firstname lastname (fanart)

#bucky barnes ↪️ #bucky barnes fanart ↪️ #the winter soldier ↪️ #bucky barnes defense squad

#steve rogers ↪️ #steve rogers fanart ↪️ #the real steve rogers

#sam wilson ↪️ #sam wilson fanart ↪️ #sam wilson is captain america

#thor odinson

#loki laufeyson

#clint barton

#stephen strange

#natasha romanoff

#tony stark

#maria hill

#nick fury

etc.

You get the idea…

+ Character related tags

#character study

#best friends (Clint x Natasha, Bruce x Tony, Sam x Steve, etc.)

#brothers (Steve x Bucky, Thor x Loki, etc.)

#siblings (T’Challa x Shuri, Wanda x Pietro, etc.)

#sisters (Natasha x Yelena, etc.)

Movies/shows:

#catfa (Captain America: the first avenger)

#catws (Captain America: the winter soldier)

#cacw (Captain America: civil war)

#iron man 1 #iron man 2 #iron man 3

#thor #thor 2 #ragnarok #love and thunder

#the avengers #aou #infinity war #anti infinity war #endgame #anti endgame

#tfatws (the falcon and the winter soldier)

#loki #wandavision #hawkeye

#black panther

#spiderman homecoming #spiderman ffh (far from home) #spiderman nwh (no way home)

#doctor strange #doctor strange mom (multiverse of madness)

#captain marvel (movie) #ms marvel (tv show)

#gotg #gotg2 (guardians of the galaxy)

Etc.

Other tags

#fuck hydra

↪️ #alexander pierce

↪️ #brock rumlow

↪️ #hydra bastards

#violets posts #navigation

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weepingcanines · 2 years

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Got around to finishing the design for Lobo's stand, Fenrir

I really liked the tarot card and Egyptian god stands so I went with that concept rather than the whole song naming business. Maybe not the most "jojo like", but I wouldn't say it's entirely misfit? I'm sure it would fit more with a style more consistent to jojos itself.

Fenrir is a fairly large stand, and is combat oriented. It's semi aware and able to act on its own accord to an extent (similar to Purple Haze). It uses its deadly claws and teeth to cause massive damage, and slashes with the blade on its tail. Its howls are bone chilling- and loud. It can howl loud enough to cause disorientation. Besides this, it doesn't have much on long range users or those with a defense that doesn't allow it to get close, and damage reflection back on the user is an issue, especially with such a big target.

I choose Fenrir to base the stand off of because, first and foremost, I'm obsessed with Norse myth and a lot of my stuff is based on it somehow, but also because Fenrir's story felt like it could intertwine with Lobo's well. Essentially, Fenrir was bound due to the gods fearing the power he would have when he grew, and didn't trust him. He was left behind and became spiteful, eventually returning on the day of ragnarok along with Loki to rage war on those who wronged him. Besides the whole 'everyone is scared of werewolves, whoop whoop' thing, Lobo feels betrayed and left behind herself. She doesn't like to summon Fenrir often as it echoes her strong emotions, lashing out and causing a fright to those around her.

Although quite intimidating Fenrir tolerates the rest of the squad. It has a habit of chomping on basically anything solid around it, though it doesn't mean to be aggressive by this... It just likes having something in its mouth!

I guess I'll add a little design process fact, it was originally going to have a sword stabbed between its jaws, but I removed this due to it being hard to draw and also meant it couldn't use its mouth to fight- or chomp! This is based off the myth of Fenrir when he's bound, as they put a sword between his jaws to keep them from closing and the drool that comes out of his mouth because of this forms a river.

#Jjba oc #fan stand #jjba #lobo jojo #fenrir #wolf #vento aureo #jojos bizarre adventure oc #oc

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whyismarvelpodcast · 5 months

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The podcast Why Is Marvel: Us Fans Need A Hug features two unhinged Marvel fanatics who consume more fanfiction than what is legally recommended as they canvass all sectors of this beautiful and heartbreaking entertainment company.

The hosts, Brayden and Lettie, are here to discuss just why this fandom is so fantastic. Brayden is a codependent Tony Stark Defense Squad cardholder. Lettie is a Loki apologist who still thinks fondly of Avengers Tower fics.

Each week you’ll either be rolling your eyes or kicking your feet while listening to these two loudly opinionated Marvel fangirls talk about topics ranging from how perfect Tony Stark is to how fan-driven content keeps franchises afloat.

So if you’re a Marvel superfan and currently have too many Ao3 tabs open on your phone make sure you have Jarvis set a reminder, bundle up tight, and tune in each week because Us Fans Need A Hug.

Listen to us on Spotify!

If interested in tagging us in fics or making any dedications we are on Ao3 @whyismarvelpodcast (the same user name).

Our individual tumblr accounts:

Lettie @violetteduck

Brayden @wii-brains

Fandom Assemble!

#marvel #mcu #marvel fandom #marvel fanfiction #podcast #fanfic #ao3 #marvel movies #archive of our own #why is marvel: us fans need a hug #fan culture #fandom stuff #fandom spaces

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ao3feed-thor · 1 year

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Inheritors, and Intentions

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/GLuEo8Y

by blindtaleteller

They knew it was probably coming; but none of them could have guessed SWORD would come after what was left of Tony's legacy --and family-- so fast: or with such horrible timing.

Living in the wooded eco compound has as many disadvantages as it does advantages though. As does getting caught unprepared and exposed while in the middle of launching mini satellites along with fireworks Oz and Bucky Barnes both end up cursing for the cover it gives Hayward's squads to open fire, with Morgan and Pepper both potentially in range.

Taking cover in the garage and trying to get to what armor Potts has access to while their aggressors attempt to push through Oz (Loki) and the property defenses, is probably their best bet at keeping Morgan safe... for now...?

Words: 6173, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 34 of Lokiverse Extras

Fandoms: Iron Man (Movies), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Pepper Potts, Loki (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes

Relationships: Loki & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Loki & Pepper Potts, James "Bucky" Barnes & Loki

Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Goodbyes, Coping, Angst, Inheritance, Alternate Reality, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Admission of Regret, Messages from the grave, Potential Tearjerker, Past Pepper Potts/Tony Stark

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/GLuEo8Y

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #thor

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clanaurvandill · 2 years

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Clan Aurvandill Main Family

Grimnir Aurvandill

Age: 60 Alor’ad of Clan Aurvandill. Wise. Fair. Rather accepting. As long as you pull your weight and are willing to aid those in the clan that need your aid, he will give you his acceptance. He plays up being an “old man” to lower everyone’s guard around him, but do not be fooled. He is still very much a strong fighter that upon the battlefield is rather terrifying. His family and clan are everything to him. He has a special place in his heart for his two youngest, Vidar and Sif due to Vidar’s handicap and Sif being a miracle. He is often called the “fun parent” by the children for his want to make his family happy and give his children the freedom he feels they deserve in deciding their fate. Constantly seen with two Vornskyr that tread alongside him during the day and sit on either side of him in the main hall and the feasting hall. They are called Geri and Freki.

“Brunhildr” Friia Aurvandill

Age: 63 Wife to Grimnir. Serious. Nononsense. Taskmaster. Even though she is older, she is still very much the warrior she was when she was younger. Leader of the Valkyrja, she barely gives any relent when it comes to tasks she sets before those in her squad as well as her children. She very much loves her children - do not think otherwise - but knows they are destined for great things. Thus, she pushes and does not relent. Known as the “unfun parent” by her children. But if one of her children are threatened, she will show just how much of a Valkyrja and warrior of Clan Aurvandill she is in order to keep them safe.

Ullr Aurvandill Age: 28. Calm. Collected. Tactical. Next in line to become Alor’ad. Leader of Jump Squad. He is the oldest of Grimnir and Friia’s 4 children. He carries a weight upon his shoulders from the responsibility he holds not only to Jump Squad, but the clan itself. He takes his position quite seriously of becoming the next Alor’ad, knowing that once Grimnir is ready to hand the mantle down, he must be prepared to grab it, dawn it, and wear it for the rest of his life. Speaking with him always seems to put you at ease and causes your defenses to lower. He is always the voice of reason among the four children, and his siblings come to him if they have a need to talk with someone.

Loki Aurvandill

Age: 26 Trickster. Boisterous. Pragmatic. “Life of the party”. Member of Tyr’s Hand. As a rebellion against his mother’s taskmaster ways, Loki at a young age decided he was going to lighten their family up by playing jokes and being quite the trickster within the clan. It has gotten him into trouble quite a bit, especially tricks including his Vornskyr Fenrisulfr. He tends to be the life of the party in a group to make sure people are having fun and feeling happy. He enjoys making his brother Vidar smile and laugh, feeling that he needs more happiness in his life. Many times he is the sole reason Sif runs around the encampment hurling her grenades for either something he has said, or told someone that has gotten back to her.

Vidar Aurvandill

Age: 24 Silent. Mute. Tactical. Opportunist. Member of Tyr’s Hand. He was born mute, but learned to sign in order to get his words and feelings across. Never seen without his Vornskyr Vale. Started learning from Tyr at a young age to fight alongside his Vornskyr, who became a grounding for him when he started to become agitated when he could not speak his words. He is insanely good on hunts, and usually cannot be heard unless he wants you to hear his movement. He has learned to use his silence as not a hindrance, but as a weapon he may yield and use to his best ability while “stalking” his “prey”... be it on a hunt, or just wanting to get a fright out of someone in the clan.

Sif Aurvandill

Age: 22 Hotheaded. Strong willed. Member of Jump Squad. She is the youngest of Grimnir and Friia’s children. Both Friia and Grimnir believed Friia would not be able to have another child from an injury she had sustained upon the battlefield, but were shown otherwise when she became pregnant with Sif. Sif being conceived and born was a miracle, and she is protected by all of her family - yet still allowed to breathe and be the hot headed warrior she is. She is quick to jump at any opportunity to fight in order to prove herself, which has gotten her into trouble quite a few times that her brothers have had to get her out of. She has found a love for cooking up and crafting all sorts of Grenades - and not just deadly ones. She usually has a grenade for “every occasion”.

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