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HEY GUYS! so i don’t know if any of you still follow me/are active but I’ve remade thor (one year later hAH oops) and I’m now right here
to follow me there if you miss me/want to roleplay? ye ah xoxo
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HEY GUYS! so i don’t know if any of you still follow me/are active but I’ve remade thor (one year later hAH oops) and I’m now right here
to follow me there if you miss me/want to roleplay? ye ah xoxo
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HEY GUYS! so i don’t know if any of you still follow me/are active but I’ve remade thor (one year later hAH oops) and I’m now right here
to follow me there if you miss me/want to roleplay? ye ah xoxo
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HEY GUYS! so i don’t know if any of you still follow me/are active but I’ve remade thor (one year later hAH oops) and I’m now right here
to follow me there if you miss me/want to roleplay? ye ah xoxo
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HEY GUYS! so i don’t know if any of you still follow me/are active but I’ve remade thor (one year later hAH oops) and I’m now right here
to follow me there if you miss me/want to roleplay? ye ah xoxo
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yo fuckers i am here now
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hey fuckers its been awhile
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as some of you may have noticed, i haven’t logged in here on ages. i haven’t done much roleplaying either, as much as i have thor muse somewhere in here. the reason to this is simple: i lack confidence, and lately i haven’t been feeling like writing. think of it in this way: everytime you try to do something, you remember how bad you are at it, and all of your courage just vanishes. i used to feel very confident around thor, and i don’t anymore. and it’s not only thor the issue; i’ve been feeling like this with frodo and fili as well, as it’s not a good feeling at all. it makes me want to genenuely cry. so——until i’m feeling confident again on my writing skills, and comfortable enough to come back, i shall. it may take a while, and i’m not even kidding when i tell you i consider deleting and starting all over again. i’m just——lost.
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as some of you may have noticed, i haven’t logged in here on ages. i haven’t done much roleplaying either, as much as i have thor muse somewhere in here. the reason to this is simple: i lack confidence, and lately i haven’t been feeling like writing. think of it in this way: everytime you try to do something, you remember how bad you are at it, and all of your courage just vanishes. i used to feel very confident around thor, and i don’t anymore. and it’s not only thor the issue; i’ve been feeling like this with frodo and fili as well, as it’s not a good feeling at all. it makes me want to genenuely cry. so——until i’m feeling confident again on my writing skills, and comfortable enough to come back, i shall. it may take a while, and i’m not even kidding when i tell you i consider deleting and starting all over again. i’m just——lost.
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as some of you may have noticed, i haven’t logged in here on ages. i haven’t done much roleplaying either, as much as i have thor muse somewhere in here. the reason to this is simple: i lack confidence, and lately i haven’t been feeling like writing. think of it in this way: everytime you try to do something, you remember how bad you are at it, and all of your courage just vanishes. i used to feel very confident around thor, and i don’t anymore. and it’s not only thor the issue; i’ve been feeling like this with frodo and fili as well, as it’s not a good feeling at all. it makes me want to genenuely cry. so——until i’m feeling confident again on my writing skills, and comfortable enough to come back, i shall. it may take a while, and i’m not even kidding when i tell you i consider deleting and starting all over again. i’m just——lost.
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as some of you may have noticed, i haven’t logged in here on ages. i haven’t done much roleplaying either, as much as i have thor muse somewhere in here. the reason to this is simple: i lack confidence, and lately i haven’t been feeling like writing. think of it in this way: everytime you try to do something, you remember how bad you are at it, and all of your courage just vanishes. i used to feel very confident around thor, and i don’t anymore. and it’s not only thor the issue; i’ve been feeling like this with frodo and fili as well, as it’s not a good feeling at all. it makes me want to genenuely cry. so——until i’m feeling confident again on my writing skills, and comfortable enough to come back, i shall. it may take a while, and i’m not even kidding when i tell you i consider deleting and starting all over again. i’m just——lost.
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as some of you may have noticed, i haven't logged in here on ages. i haven't done much roleplaying either, as much as i have thor muse somewhere in here. the reason to this is simple: i lack confidence, and lately i haven't been feeling like writing. think of it in this way: everytime you try to do something, you remember how bad you are at it, and all of your courage just vanishes. i used to feel very confident around thor, and i don't anymore. and it's not only thor the issue; i've been feeling like this with frodo and fili as well, as it's not a good feeling at all. it makes me want to genenuely cry. so----until i'm feeling confident again on my writing skills, and comfortable enough to come back, i shall. it may take a while, and i'm not even kidding when i tell you i consider deleting and starting all over again. i'm just----lost.
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He blinked----once, twice, thrice. He softened the grip on his brother's arms, pressing his lips together as he stared at Loki with something near pain. Because, really, it ached him. Ached him to know how far his brother had fallen, how, no matter how hard he tried to, he could not simply look at his brother in the same way. Things were strained, now, broken.
(but he still missed him above all reason and all truth he still missed his little brother)
"I expected you to go home, Loki. Home." He said, and his voice was weak, broken, strained. His voice showed the pain that leveled with his body, that took plac on his soul. His voice showed what his eyes did, too, and what the grip on his brother's arm was supposed to mean.
"If I know so little is because you do not let me know more!" He snapped back, his voice loud and, even if only a little, angry. His eyes were stared at him, his brows furrowed. He did not understand--not why Loki acted in such a way, not why he tried to set them apart, when they had finally found each other once more. "Brother, please----"
"Because you are my brother-- --and I love you."
(there was nothing but sheer honesty in his tone nothing but a mirror of what his heart felt and what he perhaps could not put to words---- because it was his brother and he loved him more than anything in the world)
Not the End
Loki blinked in surprise at the question. Why here? Why not here? His eyes narrowed at the accusation he heard in Thor’s voice, and he grit his teeth. He’d been here for months now, remaining invisible (until today,) and the man still had the gall to hint at foul play? It infuriated Loki. His cheeks flushed dark with his annoyance and he lifted his chin in defiance.
”Where else should I go?” he asked, voice even and dangerously quiet despite the anger apparent on his face. “Where else do I have to go? Asgard?” He laughed at that. “Jotunheim? Yes, I’m sure you’d like that, wouldn’t you. Perhaps the Frost Giants would do me in for good, if they caught me in their realm.”
”Why not here, Thor? I can blend in easily enough with these people. Do not speak to me as if I have been scheming and pillaging. You know nothing about my reason for being here last time. You think you know everything about me, brother, when in truth you know so little!”
He gave his arm a pull again, trying to free it from Thor’s bruising grasp. Loki fell still, though, at the three words that came from his brother’s lips, only for soft laughter to begin to drift out of his own mouth.
”You need me?” he sneered. “Why?” His own voice was suspicious now. “To take me back to prison? So that I may serve out the rest of my sentence? You told me yourself, Thor, that the brother you once knew was gone. What makes you so very eager to have me back now, hm? Don’t tell me it is some pathetic sense of responsibility that you continue to cling to from our childhood.”
It was too late to protect Loki.
The monsters had already gotten a hold of him.
And they would never let go.
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themelodiousrebel said: [judging you.]
#themelodiousrebel#;ooc replies#dont judge me#i dont giv eyou the right to judge me#you have 4 accounts
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yo i'm not going to be very much active in here today because i did a thing and that's where i'll be
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To walk around in Hogwarts' halls was like taking a trip to memory land--
(not that she cherished the memories with it that came-- --most of them made her ashamed of the woman she once was)
Theodora knew every single inch of that place--she knew the rooms, the corridors, the secret passages. She knew and remembered them, as clearly as anyone ever could, had them carved upon her brain, to make sure to remember who she once was, and who she was never to be again-- --arrogant, greedy, cruel and selfish.
She walked around with a smile upon her lips, looking at the students with a care that did not belong in her eyes before--and now seemed that had no better place to be. Her golden hair was braided, and she tried to ignore the pitiful looks that those who knew who she was (and mainly, who her family was) and what had happened to her. (keyword being tried)
She laughed softly as she felt two hands covering her eyes, her brows raising as she turned around--see, strength had always been her expertise. Her smile almost faltered. Almost, because she managed to keep herself together, managed to ignore the atrocities that she had done to him in their past. She smiled once more, a smugness covering her features.
"Why, is it not obvious? I can crush both with my bear hands"
Are We Playing With Fire? || Theodora + Melvin
I hate first years. I hate first years. I hate first years. I hate first years. "Professor!" Another screeched and Mel had to convince himself not to curse the little leach with something that would swell up on tongue. “Yes, Miss Twa- Thomason.” He said with a forced grin and he could swear there were a group of first years writing some lad’s name over and over again instead of taking notes. “Do you have a problem understanding the spell?” It was a simple transfiguration spell, how could anyone have difficulty over this.
He recalled a time when he graduate with honors from Hogwarts, top of the class, didn’t that piss off those Ravenclaw classmates of his that a Slytherin was top of the class rather than one of their precious birds.
Then he heard the clock strike and smiled to the rest of the class. “Read up till Page 143, you will have a test the next time we meet. Class dismissed.” He rubbed the back of his neck and closed his eyes once more. “I could have been in the Ministry , but instead…they insist that I come here…have a couple years of teaching under my wing.”He muttered and groaned before getting up and gathering his quills and parchment into his bag and then as he left his room, he saw a familiar shade of gold turn the corner. “Theora…”he said with a bit of a boyish smile before he ran after her and as he caught up, put two hands over her eyes and smirked.
"If you can solve this riddle, I will take my hands off..How is a Raven and Writing Desk alike?"
#themelodiousrebel#;paras#;interaction#;are we playing with fire?#;verse: goddess of thunder#;au: hp
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