#God there'd be so much fucking fur
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Headcanons things I've noticed from observing her very closely
#She looks soooooo cute with brown fur#Some other stuff not mentioned: really bad eyesight/nearsighted (canon) + no depth perception but incredible smell and hearing#Also I think she would have really long eyelashes to keep the snow out of her eyes :] 💘💘💘 kinda like how camels do#Uuuuughhh I love the idea of spending a lot of time just brushing her for hours when she starts to shed#God there'd be so much fucking fur#Like those pictures of samoyeds after brushing with an entire other dog's worth of fur#my art#my dear 🦌#Her fur patterns were inspired mostly by caribou but her antler shape was based on elk#OH another thing I forgot to mention I imagine she would have a call like an elk but much lower#God dude I could say so much fucking more jfdhnguidh489htueijskfds but there's too much to say all at once#I was gonna include winter's feast Deerclops but decided not to... I feel like a fake fan#I'll do it tomorrow ok#I hope the text is readable :cry: I used the Terraria font#I use a dark grey background because white hurts my eyes it's too bright (autism)
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One. Whole. Week.
A full seven days of forced bed rest had Tara going a little stir crazy. She felt fully recovered three days in, but Loki lightly threatened her insisted she stay to ensure her brain and mind had time to cope as well as her body. Sure, she was could get up to use the bathroom and bathe, but Loki wanted her in bed nearly every other minute of the day. Whenever she was out of bed and he returned from a meeting or came to check on her, she'd scramble back to the bed. She had only actually been caught a couple times-- the punishment for which was a stern scolding-- but she had the feeling he knew more then he let on.
She once tried to just take a walk down to one of the gardens for a change of scenery while he was gone, which ended with a guard on either side of her escorting her back to her and Loki's room. He even had gone so far as to have a palace guard stand watch outside their room to make sure she didn't try to leave again. It was like she was on house arrest. Her only solace was that Stag got to come visit and play often, providing a much needed distraction, but it wasn't enough for her.
"This is fucking ridiculous!!" She cried out to the barren room, throwing her fists down into the soft furs that were draped across Loki's bed. She shoved the covers off and threw herself out of the bed only to stand in the middle of the room and stare out the balcony window. She wasn't just bored, she was miserable. Unlike on Earth, there was nothing to distract her from the lonely hours of silence. If she were back on Earth, there'd be T.V. and Netflix and smartphones and music and all sorts of things to keep her occupied while she was supposed to be resting. But here...she could maybe read, but it seemed the palace didn't have a lot of "Midgardian" literature, or at least any that would be for leisure. If she were on Earth...no.
If she were home.
She exasperatedly ran her hands through her hair. God, she missed everything about being on Earth. Her parents probably didn't even know she was alive. What she wouldn't give to see and hug them again, to not be a weremagi, to be normal again. All this time alone with herself, all this time to just sit and think and remember the life she used to have, had made her extremely homesick. She blinked rapidly as a tear slid down her cheek. She tilted her chin down and mumbled into her chest. "I just wanna go home..."
♔ ‘ ゚ ‣ { @weremagitara. }
“You’re okay, Baby. Shh…” Tara leaned back into her pillows to give herself more support, sluggishly stroking Stag’s hair. She wasn’t exactly physically or mentally to be honest ready to deal with a crying child, but she didn’t want Stag to worry any more. She tiredly looked back at Loki, eyes lingering on his face before she let them drift shut. She felt like he was lessening the blow about her appearance. But then again, she did just pull herself out of her own consciousness a few minutes ago, so she probably wasn’t 100% with it right now. Still…she felt a little guilty if she had unknowingly caused any sort of burden to anyone.
Stag’s wails dwindled down to sniffling and small whimpers, but still stayed wrapped around her. “Yeah, there you go. It’s alright, mo-” She froze as she realized she was about to call herself his “mommy.” Her eyes fluttered open to see if he noticed; she had no idea how he would react if she were to call herself his mother, which made her heart ache more for the boy. She didn’t even know why she was going to say that, but she didn’t want to even think about that right now. “I’ve got you… What do you say to Loki for going to get food, huh?”
Stag mumbled something into her shoulder and Tara couldn’t stop a small smirk toying with the corner of her lips. She gently poked him and whispered to him to look at someone when he talks to them. He reluctantly relinquished her neck and turned to find Loki, smearing his hands across his small face to wipe his tears. “Th-thank you King Loki. I’ll watch her while you’re gone.” Her eyes fell closed once more and her grin grew, going back to quietly cuddling the boy.
her shift in demeanor had been all too easy for the god of lies to detect. and not at all difficult for him to estimate why when her gaze towards the boy softens further before him. its clear she’s the mothering type. and stag seemed to agree, judging by the fact he wanted absolutely NO space between them. he was glad, however, that they had at least settled in bed. tara surely needed to rest and he wasn’t about to allow her to do anything more.
❛ atta boy. ❜ loki presents a seemingly genuine smile despite the pressing urgency that threatened his period of contentment. it wouldn’t be long though and she’ll have rested enough to do some physical training as well. he had to admit he was rather excited to see her fullest capabilities. but for now he walks out towards the kitchens to fetch them some dinner.
#when left unattended she gets sad#trckstrgod#scouring midgard#scoweringmidgard#scowering midgard#i got carried away.......again......
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