#wargoer

[autridi]

@wargoer said:  ❝ i had hoped my days of ceaseless battles were over. ❞

          ❝    𝐚𝐡,    𝐚𝐡.    ❞      𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝,    cant forwards      &.      chin tucked to embroidered hem.      ❝    i went to your house,    kratos.    i knocked,    ❞      a pause for emphasis.      a tattooed arm gestures to kratos then opens in a wide arc.      ❝    on your door.    ❞      he steps forwards once      &.      then again.      𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰.     snake measuring prey.      what he sees before him is an effrontery.      a gauche debauchery of a false god at the center of his perfunctory ambling.      𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘛𝘐𝘙𝘌𝘋 𝘖𝘍 𝘉𝘓𝘖𝘖𝘋𝘚𝘏𝘌𝘋,  𝘎𝘖𝘋 - 𝘒𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘙 ?      the iron - scent,    the cloying copper of a world inundated by plague      &.      blood at the hands of the ashen - fiend.      so much,    therein,    wholly unnecessary.       ❝    i do not want war,    kratos.  much less,  do i want a war with you.    ❞

          he stopped before him.      his wool cloak swirling around his knees.      the sun hung west,    a winter - white      &.      lucent glass eye watching them,    heimal light reflecting long blades from the gold damask on his shoulder.    in motes that sifted      &.      spun,    sliding away like optic strobes.      ❝    correct me,    if i am mistaken,    but this    —    all this prophecy    —    it has nothing to do with you.      i asked that you not get involved.      i was willing to overlook the death of my boy …      &.      still your answer is no.    ❞      (  there is the subtlest shift in his demeanor,    from this ,    this sympathetic diplomat  to reveal just a hint of the hardened      &.      serrated edges of an authoritative man.      edges that would seem unpleasant to touch.      his face transforms under this paperthin veil of farce,    solidifying into a demurring austerity.  )      ❝    you wouldn’t know peace if it were standing right in front of you,    looking you in the eye.    if you did not want war,    you at the very least would not have gone looking for týr.      &.      yet you did.  what did you hope to gain from it ?      hm ?      you throw a bone      &.      you expect for a dog to come running towards it,    kratos,    but i didn’t think you were one.    ❞      

         he has made his way to the wolves,    noting the matted      &.      dusty fur,      &.      is brazen enough to reach for them,    scratching beneath their chin.      his back turned to the god.      ❝    take your boy,      &.     go home,    kratos.      this doesn’t have to end with blood.    ❞

#wargoer #ic. #inbox. #hehe .... excited 2 seem them #odin talks so much though ghdfjghkdf #gow spoilers / #gowr spoilers /

[valsyr]

@wargoer​ :  ❝ come, eat. fortify yourself for the journey. ❞

    𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐀𝐈𝐑  𝐈𝐒  𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓  ,    𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  —  in  the  manner  it  may  only  be  weathered  by  man  -  made  disturbances  or  lindwyrms  masticating  at  the  yggdrasil’s  roots,    the  occasional  susurrus  of  leaves  from  ratatoskr’s  skittering    &    the  tumult  of  kratos’  footsteps  forwards,  each  strike  upon  the  floor  shuddering  like  a  pulse  that  could  be  felt  beneath  their  feet.    

it  is  a  peculiar  cold  past  the  door  —  a  cold  that  does  not  wring  ladders  of  frost  down  the  windows  nor  stiffens  the  joints  of  your  hand,    rather  draped  like  a  chiffon  of  nihility.    it  dies  at  the  threshold  ,    at  the  tinkering  of  brok’s  hammer,  at  an  almost  homey  scent  of  burning  wood  &  bowls  of  stew  freshly  set  at  the  table.    [  a  scene  she  might  have  thought  endearing  in  lighter  circumstances ;    still  she  sits,    finds  within  herself  to  reach  the  wooden  spoon  despite  a  lackluster  appetite  .  ]    ❝  your  head ,  ❞    a  pause  :  careful  she  does  not  contort  her  visage  at  the  taste  of  the  stew.    ashen  on  her  tongue.    she  cannot  say  why  it  is  so.    ❝  there’s  smoke  coming  from  your  ears  with  how  much  you’re  thinking.    what  troubles  you  ?  ❞

#inbox. #ic. #wargoer #i rlly have not written in ages & this isn't great BUT ykw . that's ok #im excited 2 write w these 2 n atreus ghjkfdghjk

[waterslit]

❝ a warrior learns from their mistakes, or they are buried by them. ❞

he pulls himself to attention, watching the words spoken. body filled on a     moment in which settlements of fire dried his river - as his name peeled to bone. washed away in a picket of     TEETH    , god thrown to show how unworthy he truly was . and so he catches the ruins and strikes matches to burn what was , into what would be. and he sees himself       a jagged mass running circuits.     to attempt a finding of all that was still missing. he sees this man - no giant a kin to blessing where he was a limb of.         ABNORMAL    castings. turning his own needed love away from him.

he chews down his throat and wonders a space to eat      ideals  made on whims and fancies .         and so he points his eyes to unguided readings. is he changing or is he wanting something else.  something easier to pry out if he  LIES    it all away.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━          ❛       .   ░⡷⠂       CHANGE ISN’T EASY ,  NOT  WHEN YOUR BEING PUSHED OUT TO THE END OF YOURSELF.  ⠐⢾░       ❜    &*-  @wargoer 

#⁰⁰⁴ * the father is the most vile of things arc ' nahar #this is the most calm i have seen him in awhile XD #wargoer

[intransigente]

@wargoer​ said :    ❝ anger fades. anger burns hot, then burns out. what’s left is a dull ache. ❞

𝐈𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒     𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐎     𝐎𝐅     𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒     ,          𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐏𝐒𝐄𝐃     𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘          &&          arduous     grief     faced     intemerate     truth     :          cold          &&          relentless     ,          a     privileged     gasp     above     catacombs          &&          intestate .               he     halts     mid     -     step     ,          gorgonized     in     an     icy     sweat .               yet     nothing     dwells     past     the     walls     of     cothurn     trees     ;          not     a     soul     unbelonging     of     a     prey     ,          trembling     like     ground     foxes     in     their     covers .          burrowed     time     and     borrowed     world     and     borrowed     eyes     with     which     to     sorrow     it .               he     forces     a     breath     ,          pushing     aside     the     tarpaulin     of     paranoia          &&          sifting     woods     to     toss     to     the     fire .                    ❝               then     you     understand     my     haste .               ❞                    chestnut     eyes     whisk     with     flame          /          𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔱     sheathed     furtively     in     elytra     ,          in     his     pulse          /          heart     swelled     by     the     faces     of     his     brethren .          

          mother     church     tells     us     if     our     dead     kin     are     sainted     we     may     pray     to     them .               she     does     not     say     if     they’ll     speak     back     ,          in     dreams     or     out .

small     kaleidoscopes     of     color     burst     in     small     fans     where     the     last     rays     of     daylight     hit     the     snow     ,          elongate     then     blink     out     of     existence     again .               a     place     similar     to     this     ,          another     selva     of     dialogue     trekked     —     he     had     left     without     a     word     then     ,          without     introspect .               a     man     babbling     in     monosyllabic     tongues     behind     him .               the     implication     that     he’d     do     so     again     hangs     between     them     ,          drawn     hieratic     at     the     end     of     a     rotten     stick     into     the     snow .                    ❝               i’ll     shoulder     what     it     is     if     the     time     comes     ,          but     my     resolution     is     final .               ❞

#wargoer #ic tbt #kurapika tbt #kurapika who has literally said that he fears his rage fading out over time more than death : sir please shut up

[slumberd]

          the   castle   may   be   a   permanent   fixture   now  ,     standing   amongst   the   piles   of   rubble   and   damage   from   its   shifting   all   those   years   ago .       and   in   his   isolation   he   has   slept .     there   is   no   purpose   for   him   to   wake  ,     none   he   holds   dear  ,     only   the   constant    h a u n t i n g    memories   within   these   walls .      WHEN   HE   WAKES   IT   IS   NOT   OF   HIS   OWN   CHOICE .      there   is   sense  ,     there  ,     a   subconscious   knowledge   of   the   fluctuations   of   magic .      presence   in   the   castle   that   many   often   thought   as   abandoned   but   were   too   affeared   to   enter .      MOST   HAD   HEARD   THE   LEGENDS   OF   THIS   PLACE .

       he   stands   at   the   top   of   the   staircase  ,     overlooking   the   man   from   the   balcony .      the   strange   man .     one   who   did   not   look   as   though   he   quite   belonged   to   this   world .     when   he   speaks  ,     a   very   slight   ounce   of    DRY   SARCASM   rests   within   his   tone .      `     make   yourself   at   home .      `        @wargoer

#wargoer #VERSE TBA /

[autridi]

EMOTIONAL  BAGGAGE .      bold  whatever  applies  to  your  muse ,      italicize  the  things  that  only  somewhat  apply / are  verse  dependent .      repost  don’t  reblog .

been  cheated  on      |      been  bullied     |     had your heart broken     |      broken  someone’s  heart      |     told  a  horrible  lie    |     been  betrayed     |     been  framed / set-up      |      stolen  something  of  value   |      overdosed  on  drugs      |      been  drunk      |      cheated      |      bullied    |     been  publicly  humiliated     |      punched  someone  in  the  face   |     been  beaten  up      |      broken  a  bone     |     been admitted to a hospital      |     put  someone  in  the  hospital      |      had  a  near-death  experience     |     been  drugged      |      done  drugs      |      smoked     |      been  arrested   |     been  homeless   |      been  forced  to  commit  a  crime     |      died  and  came  back  to  life      |      kissed  someone  you  weren’t  attracted  to     |    bled  severely    |    killed  someone     |   been  forced  to  kill  someone   |     had  an  attempt  on  your  life  |      made  an  attempt  on  your  own  life      |      lost  someone     |     loved  someone     |     watched  a  loved  one  die     |     failed  to  save / help  a  loved  one  |      felt  helpless   |     watched  your  world  die / disappear     |     had  your  life’s  work  stolen / destroyed     |     gone  without  food  for  over  three  days     |     gone  without  sleep  for  over  three  days     |  been  tortured / questioned     |      been  shot     |     been  stabbed      |      been  poisoned     |      been  held  prisoner    |      been  trapped   |      been  buried  alive      |      been  held  hostage      |     held  someone  hostage      |      been  stuck  in  a  different  world / universe / time      |      been  abused  by  someone  who  should  have  loved / appreciated / valued  you      |      had  a  panic  attack      |     had  night  terrors      |      been  in  a  car  accident     |      lost  your  job      |      lost  a  fight   |      had  sex  with  a  stranger  |      been  divorced      |      been  abandoned      |    passed  out  from  pain      |     cried  yourself  to  sleep     |     spent  a  whole  day  in  bed      |     hurt  yourself      |   taken  your  anger  out  on  yourself   |     taken  your  anger  out  on  someone  you  love     |     been  used   |      been  manipulated      |     felt  used      |      manipulated  someone  else   |      had  your  memories / mind  wiped / stolen   or  tampered  with      |      been  taken  over  by  a  hostile  force     |     been  terrified   |      played  a  cruel  game  on  someone      |      been  forced  to  smile     |     felt  too  many  things  at  once   |    laughed  when  you  felt  like  crying      |      been  in  denial      |      been  denied      |      faced  your  demons

TAGGED BY: @jokethur (ty !!!)  TAGGING: @wargoer , @wolfkcst ,  @misaentropy (for thor) ,  @melatropin , @mellodiies​ (for mello !) ,  @kudakenais ,  @thunderage ,  @laufaye ,  @liesmth

#ooc. #a little difficult w some of these . i do think odin believes in some of his lies while being aware of them all the same #+ having created a narrative for himself to fit in a better light . #example. i do not believe he has truly cared for nor loved someone but he probably thinks that he has . & that might mean conflating his #care for their usefulness into actually caring for them . #but he knows what he's doing #anywys

[valsyr]

           𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇  𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄  turns  the  eyne  magmatic    —    an  archaic  flame  twisting    &.    righting  in  amber  irises,      in  a  sombre  reflection  of  their  reverence    —      &.    casts  a  piceous  silhouette  across  the  floor.      warm  light  gavottes  in  whisks  around  the  darkened  shadow  fanning  shapes  on  the  table,    lapsing      &.      flaring  to  where  her  fingertips  rest  upon  the  cedar.      she  drew  her  gaze  from  him,    ceding  to  look  at  her  hands,    the  sprawling  ink  from  her  wrists.      ❝    so  it  seems  that  there  is.    ❞

          she  stood,    rounding  the  table  to  the  alcove  sindri  stored  his  cookingwares.    she  draws  a  trivet,    a  steel  pipkin  with  water,    small  bowls  of  minced  mugwort    &.    benzoin.      ❝    perhaps  it  would  help  to  talk  about  it.     i...    will  not  speak  in  such  haste.    ❞      as  though  a  war  is  inevitable.  // @wargoer​ continued x

#wargoer. #ic. #i am still not happy w my writing but hfjdghdf

[fawcetted]

“forget i even asked you.”

   five word prompts

♔♚        IRRITATION    TO    FESTER    WITHIN    MERE    VESSEL        ;            burgeon    ‘neath    tissues        &        crawl  .        provoke    memory    both    old        &        new        ,        biological    figure    no    more    than    that  .        neglectful        /        dismissive        ,            ‘        𝚊    𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎  -  𝚊    𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎  ,        ’            that    is        ,        when    things    weren’t    much    worse  .                    ❛                hey        ,        dickhead        ,                ❜                    lack    of    sagacity    baring    way    for    words        ,        all    faltering    but    the    awareness    that    indeed        ,        they    should    not    have    been    said            (        𝚋𝚞𝚝    𝚋𝚒𝚍    𝚑𝚒𝚖    𝚝𝚑𝚎    𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝    𝚝𝚘    𝚜𝚘    𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑    𝚊𝚜    𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎        )  .                    ❛                just    because    i    don’t    know    it    doesn’t    mean    i    can’t    figure    it    out  .        have    a    bit    of    patience        ,        would’ya?                ❜

#wargoer #steve: maybe i shouldn't say/do this #steve: okay but i'm still gonna #asdfghjkl #♔♕ ᴀɴ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ ☬ ic ♚♛ #♔♕ ᴠ.𝟶𝟶 ☬ tba ♚♛ #cross over tag #♔♕ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ’s ɴᴏᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴢᴀʀᴅ? ☬ asks ♚♛

[intransigente]

it’s  not  fair .      life  seldom  is .      there’s  no  manual  on  how  to  deal  with  grief  ,    the  flashing  images  of  loved  ones  ,    that  last  memory  slicked  with  gore  nascent  in  a  sleep  whose  solitary  exit  is  into  nothingness  ,    the  departure  of  memoria    &&    so  again  he  endures  the  manifestation  of  exodus  slaughtered .      treading  into  that  corridor  of  dream  where  all  resolve  spoken  in  incertitude    &&    only  the  blind  see  swallowed  in  absolute  truth  ,    the  counterspectacle  of  things  ceasing  to  be   —  —  -          ❝      last  i  heard  ,    the  man  i’m  looking  for  travelled  this  way .      hard  to  miss  if  you’ve  seen  him  —      ❞        he  makes  the  mark  of  a  cross  with  his  thumb  on  his  forehead  ,    gesturing  to  some  distinguishing  mark  ,        ❝      only  ,    hardly  anyone  ever  does    &&    he’s  not  the  man  to  leave  behind  traces .      ❞

@wargoer​

#wargoer #♰ ic ; kurapika. #this is short n messy but alas

[swordgiven]

❝          let’s          just          say          that          in          all          these          years          ,          i’ve          never          seen          an          angel          .          .          .          much          less          a          god.          see          ,          𝑰          𝑼𝑺𝑬𝑫          to          think          that          i          wasn’t          worthy          enough.          like          something          within          me          was          too          malevolent          to          be          blessed          with          such          a          miracle.          but          now          ?          i          just          think          𝚃𝙷𝙴          𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝙻𝚂          just          mock          me.          ❞

 ☠       𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙇.                                @wargoer​​​​ .

#wargoer #i hope this was okay ! #my hair is naturally blonde ↺ 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 . #₊° ✷ˏ ˋ 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 . ◟ ☠ ◝ ( main verse . )

[culthcnt]

Starter Call. || @wargoer​

          ❝The Gods had never done us any favors. I’m not sure          why people praise them, when all they do is ruin almost          everything.❞      Why was she even venting to this brute of a man? Not even she knows. The warrior herself was frustrated, and Gods knew why.                ❝The only God who favored me was Poseidon. I couldn’t             say the same about the others.❞       Was she talking out of her ass or was she talking from experience? Well, that’s up to him- but it’s most definitely, to her, from experience.

#ic #wargoer #V.;; ??? #gently yeets this to u #here have an angy lady venting over whatever #she's like that old lady that just yells at the sky for no reason #isvdciuns;

[northeir-a]

        𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑—       rickon could feel it in the way the ground trembled & roared beneath his feet, threatening to rupture as if the world itself was tempted to open up,      and swallow all that trekked it’s frost laden grounds.   to know instinctively the source of this battle, thundering through the woods as if two gods sought dominance over one another, was something rickon would not have known...     had it not been for the fact that one of these gods was his wolf—    a beast of terrifying stature,  he appeared as if he were born from the inky black depths of hell itself, emerald eyes glowing like a dragon’s keep on fire faced only by a man...     who as rickon tore through bramble & thorns, came face to face with a child throwing himself between an axe, and a beast who’s teeth long & red, wore the blood of the god before him.   

                                                      “   𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏  !   ”

      &&.  @wargoer liked for a starter !

#wargoer #rickon jumping between an axe and shaggydog? not smart bUT HE'D DO IT #SDLKFJGLSDFJKNSDLKFN rickon vc: pls dont hurt my doggo

[guardianlost]

❛ frostbite is considerably difficult to heal from. ❜

your love will always be rooted deeper than any grave || i love shitty horoscopes

     “Is that what they say in the south?”

Her gaze is one of contemplative softness. Despite the almost-jest, his concern is not without merit even if it is misplaced. The chill winds and snow of Midgard Faye is long acquainted with and could cope accordingly, even if she had not been of a breed who could not only survive in such bitterness – but thrive. “You worry too much.”

The statement is no reprimand, more akin to a fond observation. Even when such concerns went unvoiced it seemed as if his existence lent itself to anticipating the worst and such a habit is troublesome to break. 

     “Any wound, if untreated, causes unnecessary suffering. But with the proper aid it is miraculous what we can overcome.”

#wargoer #( sorry this sucks!! tried to get a little metaphorical (not all injuries are physical ayy) but idk ) #( faye vc: the cold never bothered me anyway ) #`❅▐▒░「asks」 #`❉▐▒░ | ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ |「main」

[warslyn]

❝    it  stunning .          may  i  touch  it ?    ❞      eyes  linger  to  his  sword ,   fascination  carved  into  her  face .     the  blade  almost  oozes  power  and  she’s  never  seen  something  so  beautiful ,   so  intricately  carved .

STARTER  CALL .     *  /  @wargoer

#wargoer #tbh i just . really like the blade of olympus i'm weak for a good sword #iv. act zero . ﹕ displaced ‚ a story unknown . #queue .

[rosewandarch]

she’s  always  felt  a  little  caged  by  metaphor .  it’s  a  human  thing ,  she  supposes ,  the  idea  that  complex  and  individual  feels  can  be  equated  to something  general .  how  does  she  articulate  the  crushing  feeling  of  anger ,  of  regret  to  someone  who’s  already  understanding  it ?  how  does  she  tell  him  no ---  you’re  really  not  alone ?  

she’d  like  to  be  alone  with  what  little  only  she  has .  it  feels  disgusting to  rob  someone  else  of  this .  but  she  bites  her  lip ,  lifts  her  golden  head  and  meets  his  eyes . 

❛   emotions  come ,  i  don’t  know  why .   ❜

queenie  confesses .  she  doesn’t  feel  any  better  for  having  said  this .  she flinches  in  anticipation .

❛   so  when  i  say  i’m  sorry ,  it’s  cause ---  you  shouldn’t  have’ta  feel  like  this .  it’s ---  you  deserve  better .   ❜

call  me   ///  blondie .

゜゜・ @wargoer ・゜゜ (  80s  music !  )  

#wargoer #・゜゜・ ♕ ( 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾 . ) v 6 ! other ! #i'm hurting!!!!

[pheriannath-blog]

—— 𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓼 ——

THE TOWER.

For better or for worse, you know how to make an impression. You *thrive* on shaking things up and leaving your mark, and never want to leave somewhere or someone the same as before you entered the picture. People may find you a little unpredictable, but they love how you always bring the fun — or at least the entertainment.

TAGGED   BY  :  @fatecarrier ily TAGGING:  @vlldra - @gottamuseemall - @bravedfate - @warriorswithin - @wargoer and whoever else wants to do this!!

#⊰ ❧ ⊱ ; for he had his own adventure (about / headcanon)