#nyar insp

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((Voyage of Yggdrasil excerpt!! The words are coming back very slowly! Nyar ans Magnhild with his sons after saving them. No trigger warnings!))

Nyar looked at his son, sleeping peacefully wrapped in a heavy blanket. His blond hair was flopped in several different directions, and his face was more relaxed than Nyar had ever seen it. He hadn't moved at all since Alexei had fallen asleep. Despite knowing that there was absolutely no way she would ever be able to reach them here, he half expected Lillian to burst through the door of Magnhild's longhouse and search away his sons yet again.

Nyar looked up to Magnhild now. She sat on the floor holding Dimitri, rocking gently back and forth as she stroked his face and sang softly in her own language.

"Thank you for helping me save them." Nyar said, voice low so as not to wake them.

Magnhild looked up at him and smiled. "Of course. I promised that I would, didn't I?"

"I know. But still...thank you." They fell back into silence again for several moments before he spoke again. "I want to change their names. I want them to fit in here, with your people."

"They are your people too, Nyar." Magnhild reminded him, "This is as much your home as it is mine."

"All the more reason for them to have new names."

Magnhild nodded, conseeding the point. "What do their names mean?"

Nyar placed a hand on Alexei's back. "Man's defender."

"Asmund means 'divine protection.'" Magnhild offered the counterpart quickly, almost without thinking. "If you want to hold to true to the meaning."

Nyar nodded. "I chose his name very deliberately for the meaning. I wanted him to know that I would always protect him, no matter what."

Magnhild smiled softly at the infant sleeping in her arms. "And what of this little one?"

Nyar chuckled a little. "'Earth lover, and follower of Demeter.' Lillian shot down my other suggestions."

Magnhild frowned a little. "Ingfred would be the closest to that," she offered. "It means 'the Peace of Ing,' who is our Earth god as Demeter was the Greeks'."

Nyar frowned a little. "No... I don't feel like that fits him."

"Nor do I." Magnhild looked at her youngest ward. "What did you want his name to be?"

Nyar scoffed. "I wanted it to have a similar meaning to Alex- Asmund's, really. I wanted to do whatever I could to protect him."

Magnhild smiled. "We are a people of great strength, my brother. Finding a name to shield him will not be hard."

The room was filled only with the sound of the two small children sleeping, and the crackling of the fire for a long time.

"Halvar." Magnhild whispered gently. The baby in her arms shifted and let out a soft coo. She shushed him and started rocking again, brushing her fingers over his eyebrows. She looked to the baby's father and smiled. "His name is Halvar."

Nyar smiled and nodded at her. "Halvar. I like it."

"They will be safe here." The warrior promised. "When you are gone, they shall be my wards. I will care for them."

"Thank you." Nyar shifted, laying down so that one elbow propped him up. "What about when you're gone too? I'm not ready to travel Yggdrasil alone..."

"They will be protected. My cousin will watch them; and many of the families in the village are more than capable of taking care of them."

Nyar let out a pent up breath, lowering himself the rest of the way to the floor next to his toddler. For the first time ever, he felt as though his children were finally, truly safe.

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was trying to find hair insp pics and I found nyar

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((I didn't really edit this much. Be nice.))

Nyar's eyes opened as he felt the temperature rise to a more comfortable range, then frowned slightly. Sunlight, soft and warm, filtered in through the windows of the cabin he was sitting in. That didnt seem right. When he thought of Avanda at her happiest, sunlight wasn't usually involved. She was happiest in the rain, dancing barefoot through a storm, her laughter trailing after flashes of lightning. Nonetheless, here he was; sitting on the floor in a pool of sunlight in the same position he had been meditating in.

He stood slowly, looking around for any sign of anyone inside. He frowned a little as he glanced around. As far as he could remember, this wasn't the MacClyde cabin on Torrent. It looked too modern. Still rustic, still filled with handmade furniture, and as far as he could tell, heated only by the fireplace behind him. Embers still glowed, but they were flickering and dying. There was a small kitchen, and as proof that Avanda was living here, a coffee pot left on sitting on the counter.

No one was inside. It was silent inside, still aside from the small breeze lifting the curtains over the open windows. Nyar turned and looked at the mantle of the fireplace. Framed pictures were all lined up precisely smiled down at him. Ewan and all of his brothers, aged photos he could only assume were Avanda's parents and their friends, and Ewan and Avanda with their arms wrapped around each other, Ewan pressing a kiss to Avanda's hair while she laughed. Nyar's heart leapt to his throat and tears filled his eyes as his fingers traced the frame on the end. His crew. Smiling and laughing with a castle on a hill behind them. There he was, a hand resting on Jadè's shoulder while she smirked and flipped off the camera. And there was Jalev, smiling with an arm slung over Carina's shoulders, Carina smiling and waving. And there was Caelum, hugging Avanda from behind, his chin resting on top of her head, Avanda wrestling a little with Thane. Nyar didn't recognize the castle and he didnt remember the trip, but he didn't care. There they all were; happy, and more importantly, together. He took a quick glance around the room, then took the picture out of it's frame then folded it, tucking it under his shirt close to his skin. He then put the frame back together, frowned and held his hand over it until an exact copy formed inside it. His head swam a little as he placed the frame back on the mantle, and a small voice in the back of his mind that sounded remarkably similar to Magnhild reminded him to save his strength, but he ignored it. He wanted this. Glancing around again, he saw an open door that lead out onto the porch.

Nyar's heart stopped.

There, sitting on the porch with a cup of coffee in her hands, was Avanda. Her hair was down, wavy like it had been braided for a long time, and dancing slightly in the breeze. She was relaxed and leaning against a post, watching the wind in the trees and listening to the birds.

Nyar crept forward slowly, afraid of making a sound. Tears were filling his eyes and he was holding his breath. He didn't want to lose focus and have this world slip away from him. He stood there, framed by the door, for a long time. He took it all in.

The cabin sat in a small clearing in a forest. Wildflowers tilted and smiled in the long grass. A small garden peeked around the side of the house, and he could only imagine how happy Avanda was to tend to it. A large, dark grey dog slept in the grass at the foot of the steps, nose pointed at the woods beyond. Birds sang clearly and he could hear the wind sighing through the trees. This was Avanda's paradise, and part of him hated to break the pristine magic that surrounded it. Finally, however, he spoke.

"Av?" His voice caught in his throat, tight and strained as though he hadn't spoken at all in the months since he had last seen her.

She turned, her face clouded first by confusion before a massive smile spilt her face and she leapt to her feet, throwing her arms around him.

"Nyar!"

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[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

Happy Birthday to my frosty Russian/Viking Baby Boy, I love you so much and you legitimately saved my life this year.

#nyar insp #oc tag

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#polls #oc tag #nyar insp #tvoy insp

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For the battery % OC asks: 88 Choose the OC yourself bc I cannot decide lol. Oh oops battery just dropped to 87% so that too lol 😂

I'm gonna do Nyar bc he's who I've been obsessed with lately lol

88%. What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person?

For him it would be being stripped of his honor, duty, and crew. He's a stereotypical captain, and his crew is his world. His career is everything to him. But to be stripped of his command? To have the family he's built be ripped away from him? That would shatter him. (And it does. 🤭)

87%. Does your charactee have a natural talent for something? What is that talent?

Music! Nyar can play so so so many instruments. Violin is absolutely his favorite one though. But he can play most anything!!

#nyar insp #thank you for the ask❤💙❤ #oc tag

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🖊 🖊 🖊 🖊 🖊 >:^) ❤️

JAMES. JAMES THATS SO MANY.

🖊 Thane and Avanda go over to Caelum's place for Chinese food every Friday. Sometimes the rest of the crew comes, but usually its just those three. Sometimes Cael gets brave and even cooks himself instead of ordering take-out. (Although they usually end up having to order take-out anyway)

🖊 Jalev's favorite author is probably Edgar Allen Poe. They cant explain it. They just love his work. But Victor Hugo is a close second.

🖊 Jadè secretly really likes Harry Styles. She just doesn't make a big deal about it because he doesnt fit in with the rest of the music she likes.

🖊 Ferret is low-key obsessed with the Lord of The Rings, but he tries to keep it quiet.

🖊 Nyar actually really likes flowers. He almost always has a vase on his kitchen counter.

#thank youuuuu #thane insp #avanda insp #caelum insp #jadè insp #jalev insp #ferret insp #nyar insp

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Magnhild: hey I'm sorry it's a one room house so we all sleep in the same space and honestly it's not even a bed its just a pile of pelts on the floor and we all crash here together I'm sorry I have no idea how it works where you're from but like communal sleeping is all we've ever known I'm sorry if it's awkward I'm sorry...

Nyar, who grew up sleeping in a dog pile with the Archangel crew: huh? Yeah no that's fine. Can I use your dog as a pillow?

#tvoy insp #Magnhild insp #nyar insp

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Adair grieving through sadness and heartache and solitude while nyar grieves by going on a murderous rampage my beloved <3

#oc tag #adair insp #nyar insp

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Tell me about Nyar’s hobbies?

Thank you!!

Music is his passion.

He plays a lot of instruments.

Violin, piano, guitar, even some flute and clarinet.

Violin is his favorite tho.

He's also classically trained in ballet.

This is a secret though.

Absolutely no one knows about that, not even his crew. Its his little secret.

He likes reading.

Western stories an high seas adventures are his favorite

#nyar insp #thank you!!

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Some rando: hey, why doesn't the Archangel have a chief security officer?

Nyar: because there are only seven of us, and we share that responsibility. We've all taken the needed training and we were raised together and share a very strong bond.

Nyar: also, anyone who crosses us has to deal with Avanda, and she fights dirty.

#avanda: im a medic but *cocks the biggest gun youve ever seen* #incorrect quotes #avanda insp #nyar insp

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Nyar just rocking out to The Story Of Us

#last time im gonna use the tag bc i can use it to clean stuff off my blog which feels good #greybane insp #nyar insp #my ocs are free single and healthy #we love recovery from toxic relationships here!!!

[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

Nyar

Nyar was barely holding on. He wanted so badly to scream and bag and tell them that he would do anything to ensure or buy the safety of his crew. But Nyar knew better than that. He'd been trained better than that.

And so had his crew.

He had counted the screams he could hear. Avanda, Jalev, and Caelum. Three of six. He had already forced himself to believe that Jadè, Carina, and Thane were all still safe. That they hadn't been captured as well. They were going to help Jace and together they would come and set them free. He refused to even entertain any other possibilities.

Nyar quickly schooled his posture back into the military position he'd had before as the door opened and his captors stepped back into the room, faces covered as always. They set a camera up on a tripod in front of him, switching it on.

"Now, Captain. Where were we?"

#nyar insp #reverse rogue!au #tw imprisonment #tw torture

[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

Hi everyone I found a new prompt/dialogue generator and i am obsessed with how in character the results are. Finally the chaotic Renegade Archangels we all deserve.

Really in love with this one: Jadè: the lone TikTok kid surrounded by a bunch of Vine adults.

#ra insp #incorrect renegade archangels #renegade archangels insp #nyar insp #caelum insp #avanda insp #thane insp #jadè insp #jalev insp #carina insp #incorrect quotes

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1193 words. Bro time. TW: Swearing, driving anxiety, panic mention. No accidents happen, everyone is ok! Just a little shaken up.

Nyar grit his teeth a little as he drove through the darkened city. His was the only car on the road, there was some light rain, and Caelum was singing along with the Kpop songs that were echoing out of Nyar’s speakers; only pausing long enough to ramble about his new fixation during commercial breaks. Nyar’s eyes flashed to the corner of every crosswalk, each traffic light, and each sign on the road. He grunted a little in reply to any of Caelum’s questions, his whole body tensed. He hated driving at night. At least he was only going across town. Caelum lived in between Nyar and the base, and since the meeting had started at 1am, it only made sense for the two of them to carpool.

“So everyone’s saying that in season two they should get together, but I think that’s really stupid because like they don’t actually love each other, at least not yet anyway I definitely think they could grow to love each other but forcing it right now just doesnt do them any credit and totally derails the storyline and thats not fair to–”

Caelum’s rant was cut short as Nyar swore loudly and slammed on the breaks. The tires let out a loud screech and he was left sitting in the middle of the road, panting and gripping his steering wheel with shaking hands.

“Shit, man, you ok?” Caelum shot Nyar a look as he readjusted his seat belt a little.

“Jesus Christ,” Nyar growled, “We’re in the city for fuck’s sake. There shouldn’t be a deer in the middle of the road, not here!” 

“Dude, it’s ok.” Caelum said, his eyes clouding with worry as Nyar drove forward again, painfully slowly, “You saw him in time, and st–”

“What if that had been a person, Cael?” Nyar’s voice pitched up slightly as he nodded in the direction of the deer, refusing to take his hands off the wheel, “I could have hit them, and then…”

“You stopped with plenty of time.” Caelum reminded him, “That would have been the same if it was a person too.”

Nyar didn’t say anything to that. Caelum’s worry deepened as he watched his friend drive still, eyes flashing and breath heaving.

“Pull over.” He said.

“What?”

“I said ‘pull over.’ There, the grocery store parking lot is perfect. Stop there.”

Nyar scowled and turned into the lot, trying to ignore how badly he was shaking. He pulled into a spot and put the car in park. Caelum silently got out of the car, crossing in front of it and opening Nyar’s door. Nyar didn’t move. His eyes were fixed on the windshield in front of him, his imagination playing out scene after scene of what could have happened. He took a few deep, shaky breaths, then turned the car off.

“Nope. Leave the keys.” Caelum said gently, motioning for Nyar to get out of the car.

Nyar obeyed, eyes refusing to meet Caelum’s. Caelum slung an arm around Nyar’s shoulders and he led him around the car slowly, opening the passenger side door for him and waiting for him to get in. Nyar begrudgingly got in, pulling the seatbelt on as Caelum crossed yet again to the driver’s seat.

Caelum started the car, then slowly moved the seat back a little, adjusting the mirror as he did so.

“Archie, play Nyar’s classical music. Low volume.”

There was a quiet tone and the music shifted instantly from Caelum’s chaotic blend of 80’s rock, techno music, and kpop to gentle violin and piano covers, significantly lower volume. 

“And send Jace a text: Nyar’s wiped out from the meeting. He’s gonna come stay on the couch at my place. He’s fine, dont’ worry. Throw a smiley face on the end too.”

“Yes sir.” There was a soft light as the system processed the order and sent the text.

“Cael-”

“Just stop, man.” Caelum said softly as he put the car in reverse. “Just let it go.”

Nyar let out a long, deep sigh and leaned his head back against the headrest, closing his eyes for a few seconds. Caelum was usually something of a reckless driver. Not always, but if let to his own devices he tended to drive over the speed limits, take turns too fast, and took personal offense to yellow and red traffic lights, all with one hand on the wheel while the other was usually fiddling with the radio. He was a good driver, he just liked to show off a little most of the time, and when put in control, liked to prove that stunt drivers had nothing on him. Tonight however, he was a different person altogether. Both hands stayed firmly on the wheel, he was driving at exactly the speed limit, and was very cautious at ech intersection. He didn’t sing along to the music, or even so much as hum. Nyar was honestly a little impressed. Caelum pulled into a free parking spot in the building’s lot, then stopped the car and climbed out. Nyar chuckled a little as he followed, Caelum already dancing a little with each step and humming under his breath to something much more up beat than the song that had been on in the car.

“C’mon. We’ve got pizza rolls in the freezer, I’ll heat some up for us before we call it a night.”

They were quiet as they slipped into the apartment, flicking on a light and taking off their shoes by the door. Caelum dumped a small bag of pizza bites onto a plate and tossed them into the microwave, then poured a glass of water and slid it to Nyar.

“Drink. And don’t argue with me.” 

Nyar took the glass and chuckled again. “Did I come home with Cael or Av?”

“Hey cut me some slack. I get hurt enough I know her whole routine.”

Nyar gratefully drank the water, feeling himself relax a little bit more. Caelum left the room, presumably to get a pillow and some blankets for the couch, and Nyar’s phone buzzed. 

❤ Jace ❤: Hey, Big Guy. Everything ok?

Nyar sighed a little as he typed a response to em.

Yeah, it’s fine. The meeting went long and Cael didn’t want me driving too far in the rain. I’ll be home in the morning. Love you.

❤ Jace ❤: Ok, be safe. Love you ❤

Caelum came back with a pillow and way more blankets than one person really needed.

“Alright, I’m gonna go to bed. Eat all those pizza rolls, and I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Ok, Thanks man.”

“Hey don’t sweat it, brother.” Caelum grinned widely, “That’s what I’m here for.”

“No, really. Thank you.”

“Ny.” Caelum shrugged and stepped a little closer, dropping a hand onto Nyar’s shoulder, “You would have done the same for me. Just eat your food and go to bed.”

Nyar nodded and started to sit down. He didn’t get too far, Caelum pulling him into a tight hug before slapping his back, and backing up, heading to his room.

“Drink all of that water before you go to bed. I mean it.”

#nyar insp #caelum insp #ive had this idea since winter of last year but like #just now wrote it so #enjoy!

[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

Whumpees who force themselves to go to work/stay at work because they "arent sick enough to justify staying home" say 'what'

#me #avanda insp #ewan insp #caelum insp #nyar insp #aislin #jace #castor #whump wednesday #sick fic prompts #sick fic