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Sometimes, you could convince him that she had inherited the total sum of sincerity that their family was capable of. She'd always been a contradiction, in that way: a beacon of warmth in Realms far more known for their cold.

He shook his head; this was an argument they'd had many times before, after all.

"Because you already carry more than your fair share, systir mín. Maybe one day, I'll finally acknowledge the fact that you're right - but allow me to maintain the illusion of being able to protect you for a little longer, won't you?"

To him, who had been there for her whole life, the sharpened canine-like teeth revealed by her toddler wide smile, all cheeks and wrinkles, wouldn't have caused alarm. And she was thankful. And delighted. She only smiled that big for her family. Unrehearsed and unaware. Sincerity unparalleled.

"I missed you too!" She replied in earnest. Hel did not want her siblings to come. Ever. Her realm was not meant for them. Even if they had homes and rooms ready and waiting. Hel wanted them to live as long as she lived. Forever. To grow and experience all that she never would.

"They are mine anyway, Vál'" she reasoned easily, "I will inherit them in time. Why not give them over now so they might be less and not all at once when the choice is no longer yours?"

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Narvi laughed, fond and sincere even as he sought to reassure her. "It could be worse - you could be like those in our pantheon who think everything they have to say is utterly invaluable, when in reality it's just utterly inane."

Mention of Sigyn always felt so bittersweet. How often had he found himself longing for her steady hands, her warmth? But the thought was shaken aside as quickly as it was formed; her presence may not have been as constant as he wished it was, but he still felt her love.

"You must feel it often, then, Hela." He kissed the top of her head. "Because I know she's proud of you. We're all proud of you."

The goddess counted herself lucky. Other members of her family could still hold him - when she granted that permission. But it was not the same. For them, he was spectral and only partly corporeal. For Hel, he was as real and as solid in her arms as he had always been. She closed her eyes tightly, breathing in the hug as if it were Eir's magic. Healing and restorative.

And in a sense, that was true. Big brother hugs were always a little big magic.

"I suppose not." Hel sighed and gave a little shrug of her shoulders. It was frustrating but she'd grown used to the mystifying nature of her own words. Those that got her, got her. And those that didn't? Well being immortal, she had the time to wait out their patience and watch them leave.

Hel laughed loudly at his remark, "I'm sure she'd be proud nevertheless. I feel that warmth whenever I am good." She smiled very happily at the thought. Yeah. She couldn't see her mothers. Couldn't hear or feel them. But she knew, somehow, that they were proud.

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@theresastargirl asked: "…So does the hammer decide who's worthy?" chaotic sentence starters. | accepting.

She snorted a highly unladylike laugh, and then offered a much more genuine grin. "Oh, I'm the wrong person to ask. I'm still not convinced Odin didn't just make the whole thing up."

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For a long moment, the Queen of the Vanir silently appraised the younger Goddess with something close to affection in her gaze - something which became even more apparent when she finally spoke.

"I was not expecting to see you, granddaughter."

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Women really are that beautiful huh? (76/?): Rachelle Lefevre

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“Physically, yes,” A slender finger lightly poked his sister’s arm as though to reinforce his point, before moving to tap against her temple. “Here, though? I don’t know where you’ve gone – don’t worry, I’m not expecting you to tell me - but you’ve always done it, ever since you were small."

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"When you're upset, you do this… disappearing thing. You're doing it right now."

"Do not be ridiculous." Hel spoke quietly. She knew he was right. But could never admit it. "I'm right here. Not disappeared."

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Ruairi O'Connor as Michael Vincent “Death Comes to All” — Delicious (1.01)

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She should have expected such a response, but the transformation still prompts a surprised, delighted giggle. The moment is so reminiscent of ones Lofn remembers from when she was a child, when Loki's magic was so often the instigating factor in whatever mischief the royal children of Asgard and Vanaheim managed to get up to together. And that has her thinking (not for the first time) about just how glad she is that they are here; not just as part of their court, but as part of their family.

Besides, she's never liked Harbard. Have any of them ever liked him?

"You ought to be careful - there are more than a few people who'll want you to attend more of those meetings, purely for the sake of putting him in his place again."

“Why in all the realms would that be awful?” Face is scrunched up in confusion trying to understand why such a thing would be bad. Then a flash of gold washes over the trickster, and they are draped in Lord Harbard’s visage. “It went something like this–” And so saying, they imitate the expression of horror worn by the counsellor when they had arrived in the council chamber with the now infamous bloodied sack.