#Runaljod

[vuulpecula]

      Fox hummed to herself as she walked the edge of the forest. The day was sunny after a week of endless rains and she was happy to be out once more, collecting flowers and the small berries that grew just past the treeline. The basket she carried was half-full by the time she ventured a little deeper, ever careful to stay within yelling distance should something happen. One could not be too sure with Red Coats roaming, even this close to the castle.

      She was knelt, her skirts splayed out around her, examining mushrooms when she saw him. A stranger in the woods. A man. Though he was not dressed in the red coat of her enemies, he was neither dressed like those that she knew.

      “Stop,” she commanded when he ventured to near, unsure he had yet seen her. “Do you know who’s woods you walk through? Name yourself. Are you here to cause harm? If so, it would be much wiser for you to turn and go. Otherwise--” she was wishing then that she had more than a small knife on her to cut away dead branches. “Otherwise, I’ll...I’ll scream.”

✖ @runaljod alternate starter.

[kallistcs]

@runaljod / a starter~

With a frisky wind trying to do its level best to toss his hair into his eyes despite the headband he'd tied around his head, Teucer watched Telamon talk to Ajax at the other end of the dock.

The wind and waves both ensured nothing but snatches could be heard, but while some of those snatches were familiar from the short speech he had been given, it sounded like his brother was getting a more generous version.

But more generous also, always, meant 'more demanding' when it came to their father.

Looking up at the sky, fluffy clouds chased across it like sheep over a meadow by a great, stalking wolf, then over his shoulder to the ship. Back to his father and brother.

It would've been nice, if Telamon had said something else, something more, than a charge not to shame him and to prove himself worthy of the upbringing he'd been given. But he wasn't sure he would want to stand where Ajax currently stood - the years Ajax had been with Chiron had been nerve-wracking enough.

Beyond the solid shape of Telamon and the even taller and broader form of his brother was the first buildings of the town, and, just barely seen from this angle, the palace. Teucer swallowed a grimace, tightening his hands into fists. The look on his mother's face when he explained where they were going---

Blinking, he looked back, up into the shadow that'd fallen over him, which, as always, was of course Ajax.

"We're ready to go, then?" he asked, shooting a glance past Ajax to the figure of their father, standing in the same spot, arms crossed over his chest. Quickly back up at Ajax again, which was a much better place to rest his gaze. "Was beginning to think we'd get to Aulis last, despite that we're one of the ones closer to it."

He flashed a little smirk, pushing away thoughts of both of his parents. It didn't matter now. Not where they were going.

[helreginn]

Helheim was always a place of returning; The living return for the loves they have lost and those that worship her came to find their reverance returned in kind. And so it should not have surprised her to hear from the beaks of scavenger birds that Magni was making the journey to her keep. Nevertheless, she was surprised. Surprised and delighted.

She found Ganglöt - her maidservant  - easily. Never far from the Queen she raised since a child. Hel requested food for him, and blankets. New life breathed into his lungs, the cold would hit him hard. Only the dead and the frost giants thrive in the unforgiving cold of her underworld. Ganglöt ducked away and Hel sent for Ganglati - Ganglöt’s twin brother - to set the beacon fires. Losing one’s way in Helheim was not smart for one so recently returned.

Éljúðnir was alive. In a sense. Warm with fires borrowed from Muspelheim and smelling of cooked meats and stew. Hel waits for him patiently in a room beyond the foyer. Before her, a feast worthy of her station but admittedly overabundant for a meeting of two.

Hearing the heavy doors of her hall open she sits up quickly and stands. She is excited. Always heartened by the coming of friends. Only sincere hearts would traverse the world of death for conversation. She hopes it is only for conversation.

“Magni,” she breaths as her eyes find him, a fond smile on her pale lips. She is pleased to see him. And it shows, “I did not expect to see you so soon.”

@runaljod

[stormbcrn]

THE TEMPLE OF THE DOSH KHALEEN sprang to life around her, the lip of the torch she knocked over seared into flesh that would not blister. The straw roof caught first, while dry wood forming its walls and columns quickly followed. Smoke, so black and putrid, filled the room and her lungs with each breath, and each breath became more strained with effort. Fire light illuminated the screaming figures of the khals before they were forever lost in shadow. Daenerys could not always see them clearly, but she could smell their flesh and hair, and she could hear their screams as the fire consumed them. They matched that of her memories from a long night spent curled around three stone eggs . . . the smell and agony. The life and death of light.

Ragged breaths raked through Daenerys' frame, coughing as hands searched desperately through the darkness for something – anything. If only she could find the doors to break free to a clear and silent night. A cool night . . . a dark night. It was difficult to imagine such a thing when fire burned so hotly against her skin, each flame licking the sweat that dewed against bare skin. She was again in the red waste, starving, dying in brutal heat. Gasping for breath, her lilac eyes squeezed shut and burning grasses fell on her from above

And just then her hand found contact against a heated figure, giving her pause as fingers instinctively closed around course fabric. What amidst the salt and smoke would still feel so warm against her skin ???

"You are under my protection now, and I protect what is mine.” / fenrir, @runaljod

She need not see him, with stinging smoke burning and blurring her vision, Daenerys knew him by voice alone. She dared to believe she would know him even in death. Perhaps she was dying. Eyes opened, a hand left resting against his broad chest – and it surprised her that her lungs did not ache from breathing ash and grit when under his gaze, his protection. She felt no pain. If this was her untimely death, she would greet it fondly.

"I owe you my life," she managed, unable to catch her breath nor satiate her desire, "for whatever it's worth."

[manidottir]

@runaljod - for thorin

Pain echoed throughout Signe's body. The deed was done, Alduin was dead — or at least she thought he was. The Dovahkiin had not absorbed his soul but perhaps Akatosh took it before she could for fear of what it would do to her. The souls already swirling within her body have started to change the young woman. Perhaps the soul of the World Eater would have been too much for her body to handle.

Either way she wanted to go home to see papa and Lena. Blood clouded the vision in her left eye and she prayed to all the Aedra that she hadn't totally lost sight in it. Tsun was speaking to her but she could only half hear him. Her strength was failing her and it would be a miracle if she could make it to a safe place once back in Nirn to sleep for a little while. 'When you are ready to rejoin the living, just bid me so, and I will send you back.' Those words caught her attention though. "I'm more than ready, please send me back."

The God was using a Thu'um to send her back it seemed. Nahl Daal Vus. It hurt worse that she thought it would, there was a pulling feeling in her stomach like she was going one way and then was pulled in another, followed by a dizzying sensation. Suddenly her feet met ground and she stumbled, falling to one knee and letting out a hiss of pain. "Ruth wah nivahriin tsun. That was not a soft landing." It took only a moment for her to realize she was not in Skuldafn Temple like she'd expected to come back to. Was this a — dwemer ruin? "It would be my luck that I end up in a dwemer ruin after a fight like that."

She tried to rise back to her feet but pain shot through her chest and she fell back to her knees with a cry of pain. "Shit," she cursed while trying to catch her breath she definitely had at least one broken rib. Probably from the blow by Alduins tail. Shifting around she turned enough to look behind her and stopped. A — man? No, his stature was shorter than a human man, but wasn't built like a Mer. He didn't resemble any race she'd encountered in Nirn. Had Tsun sent her further than she realized? "Ah — if you're a bandit I assure you even this state it is not a good idea to attack me. If you're not though, perhaps you might lend me a hand? I'm a bit more wounded than I originally thought."

[graunblida]

john wick prompts   //   accepting @runaljod​​ sent: enjoy your kingdom, while you still can. ( from Magni ) 

            the commander is unsettled. magni’s voice contains no combative or malicious tone, but the statement itself still rings odd in her ears. does he foresee something she cannot? possess knowledge that is crucial to the future of the coalition? why not simply tell her instead of speaking CRYPTICALLY? “ would you care to elaborate? ” she’s known him the better part of her life and has learned he seldom speaks without thinking -- always ensuring his words hold meaning and are not EMPTY. leksa’s certain there’s a reason he’s not forthcoming with information. perhaps they can no longer speak plainly about these matters lest the wrong ears are listening. her enemies have already gotten far too close and it is possible they still lurk in the shadows of polis. 

[starsspin]

    The hour was late, frankly she wasn’t sure he had come to bed at all. Yet waking to find his spot empty she went looking for him. Now they sat side by side, letting the stillness of the night fill the space between them. She wondered if there was something bothering him, but rather than ask that, she voiced a different question.”When you won your freedom, what was it like?” She herself had never seen the games, had not even heard of them until Spartacus had freed her.

@runaljod

[hubmuses]

IT WAS NEVER EASY. the thought that one day SONUR && DOTTIR would grow up just as quickly as time. small shaped hands grabbing at their father's. his own wrapped around his hel's. bouncing her up , and down lightly in his arms.

he felt her kicking against his torso. her excitement of having a stranger visit them easily visible to loki.

". what have you , vanir ?? " he asks. his smile only brought into a slow frown by this man's words. the conversation starting with a grand reminder that life was without reason , and cause , and sometimes even without joy. the ease , and the stress settling into father's sight. his heart - beat dancing. he could feel the anger boiling as well. like , thunder dancing in a rain shower.

". it's not for younger ears , earth - shaker , vän . " the god spoke quietly , unable to share with Loki's children. though in truth more than he could believe. as he wished for them to not know of their fate. it would appear as if what he told the green eyed serpent were destined to repeat , in the future , at the eave of his children's fates.

" you're made to tell me this , profet ?? " he spites , his anger plaguing his expression , " of what trials do my offspring owe ?? why let them be damned for future prophecy ?? " he inquired. his eyebrows scrunched. his pain clearly illuminating his dire new stare.

@runaljod was stuck in his mind at the reminder that they would've clung to angrboda , and pappa given the early news. yet , they remained blissfully unaware of the god's new ruling.

plotted thread //: welcoming prophets.

[vuulpecula]

      The trip thus far had been uneventful. Fox had spent most of the time eavesdropping on locals as her classmates drank beer at every pub along the way. It wasn’t that it wasn’t fun, for it was different and exciting, but she had signed up for the history and the architecture, not a hangover. On this particular evening, she found herself wandering the halls of an establishment that was once a laird’s homestead, a castle, that now treated them to themed dinners and pint after pint of original recipe whisky.

      Following a particular dark corridor, Fox found a window that illuminated the full moon. A strange occurrence considering it was still a few days off. The winds were changing, picking up from the highlands and she swore she could hear horses. She turned back, wanting to reach the yard to see if there were indeed horses and found that once dark hall now held torches. Strange. A chill ran through her. Places like this were said to be haunted.

      Following the path she thought she had taken, Fox tried to find the main room once more. When she did, or when she thought she did, she found it empty. Nearly frantic, she picked up the pace, nearly jogging until she saw another person, sure that her classmates were only playing a trick. It did not take long to find someone, obviously an actor of the restaurant considering how he was dressed. Perhaps they did some sort of play? Or reenactment?

      “Excuse me,” she was happy now that she had studied enough English to get by when lost. “Do you know the way back to the restaurant? I seem to have lost my way.”

✖ @runaljod​ ❤’d for a starter.

[onenakedfarmer]

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[helreginn]

Hey! I know this seems random, but I’ve been looking for people to rp vikings and I’m Norse, have you found many people? I would make a blog for a Viking character if I knew there were people out there. Let me know, thanks! - ooc.

@mcu-pep

Hope you don't mind me posting this publicly. I myself am in search of people. I even resurrected @theroleplayingedda (a masterlist of rpers) in hopes of finding people with limited success. But I did find as many active (this year, at least) blogs in my followers and in the tags that I could. So I figured I'd put this here in case others were having trouble too.

Really hope you guys do not mind me tagging you like this... If not, lemme know and I'll remove you. :)

@nykrose Nyk, the Näcken.

@valkxrie Brunnhilde, the Valkyrie

@varldsormr Jormungandr, the world serpent

@eddapoetic Havar, a fun fusion of many trickster deities

@starwrittenfates Sigyn, too many monikers. IDK, man.

@astridnorddottir Astrid, a valkyrie

@wildserkr Victor Halvorsen, a berserkr

@gulldrengur Baldr

@brknmnds Ivar, Sigurd and Hvitserk of Vikings as well as Angrboða and Jörmungandr

@arcanigenum Loke and Ull, the gods

@yggdrasilushxrt Dvalinn, one of the four deer of Yggdrasil

@savstaroth Thor, the god and a couple of OCs that might fit the descriptor idk like Ida Fjalarsdóttir, a witch

@mistressesandmastersofmythos Odin, Hel and Freyja, gods

@cryptiique Angrboda, Atreus (loki), Heimdall and Freyr (Of God of War canon sorta)

@storiedhistories SO many God of War muses.

@tessastormrp Baldr, Freyr, Harald Finehair, Loki, Tyr, Ubbe (GETS HIS VERY OWN TRIGGER WARNING!) Ragnarson and Sihtric of TLK

@all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone So many Vikings and Vikings: Valhalla and The Last Kingdom muses!

@entangledmuses Lagertha, Anma and Katia of Vikings. Eadith from TLK and lots of ocs with Viking and TLK verses!

@eclipsecrowned Fenrir, Freyja, Hel (Listen. LISTEN, Kadian's Hel is the BEST Hel. I DO make the rules), Hnoss, Laufey, Odin, Sigyn and Utgard-Loki

@belcvednanna Nanna

@melodicwitchlight Kiwi Hel (XD), Aslaug, Thorunn, Floki, Siggy,

@moonhoundman Hati, son of Fenrir

@berserkerofrealms Garmr, Hel hound

@paracosmms Angrboda, mother of Jormungandr, Hel and Fenrir

@bebbanburged Uhtred of the last kingdom

@sigynthevictorious Sigyn mother of Narfi and Vali

@bruadcr Þrúðr Þórradóttir, Sif, Ullr Lokison, Sigyn & Jormungandr

@runaljod Magni & Móði Þórsson, Fenrisúlfr, Þór, Loki, Frœyjɑ, Angrboða, Óðinn, Jörð and Loki

@mystiokinesis Bergfinnr Thrymrson

@kingoftheravens Loki, Fenrir, Jormungandr, Hel, Angrboda, Hati and Skoll

@deficd Ragnar Lodbrok, Hilda Ragnarsdottir, Gyda Ragnarsdottir, Sindre Ísleifsson, Solveig Ísleifsdottir, Valka

@crowsandmurder Bjorn Ironside, Ragnar Lothbrok

@alldaddy Odin

@kissofthemuses Freyja, Sigyn,

@heartsdefine Sigyn

[theroleplayingedda]

A rping masterlist for vikingISH muses.

I am once again sorry to spam your @s. Tumblr breaks every time I edit this post. So sorry!!!!!!!!!!!

Norse Mythology:

@alldaddy Odin @arcanigenum Loke & Ull & multiple OCs [MultiMuse] @belcvednanna Nanna @berserkerofrealms Garmr @brknmnds Angrboða, Iðunn, Jörmungandr, Týr & Others! [MultiMuse] @bruadcr Jormungandr, Sif, Sigyn, Þrúðr Þórradóttir & Ullr Lokison | OC Leaning [MultiMuse] @chiimaera Sigyn [MultiMuse] @childrenofmythos Freyja & Hel [MultiMuse] @eclipsecrowned Fenrir, Freyja, Hel, Hnoss, Laufey, Odin, Sigyn & Utgard-Loki [MultiMuse] @exiledcrown Eir, Freyja, Narvi Lokason, Vali Lokason [MultiMuse] @gleamingcrowns Lady Sif [MultiMuse] @gulldrengur Baldr @heartsdefine Sigyn [MultiMuse] @helreginn Helreginn Lokadóttir @justicescreaming Loki, Narvi, Sigyn & occasionally Vali [MultiMuse] @kingoftheravens Angrboda, Fenrir,  Loki, Hati, Hel & Others! Including really cool OCs! [MultiMuse] @kissofthemuses Sigyn [MultiMuse] @lordsigynofvanaheim Lord Sigyn @moonhoundman Hati @mystiokinesis Bergfinnr Thrymrson @norseforces Freyja, Frigg, Loki, Odin & Thor [MultiMuse] @paracosmms Angrboda, Fenrir & Hel [MultiMuse] @runaljod Angrboða, Fenrisúlfr, Frœyjɑ, Jörð, Loki, Magni & Móði Þórsson, Óðinn & Þór [MultiMuse] @savstaroth Thor & multiple OCs! [MultiMuse] @sigynthevictorious Sigyn @starwrittenfates Sigyn [MultiMuse] @sigynoffidelity Sigyn @tessastormrp Baldr, Freyr, Loki & Tyr [MultiMuse] @valkxrie Brunnhilde @varldsormr Jörmungandr, the World Serpent | OC Leaning @yggdrasilushxrt Dvalinn

GAMES MINI LIST:

Featuring Muses from: ~ Assassin’s creed Valhalla ~ Asgard's Wrath ~ God of War

TV & MOVIE MINI LIST:

Featuring Muses from: ~ American Gods ~ How to Train Your Dragon & Dragons: The Nine Realms ~ The Almighty Johnsons ~ The Last Kingdom ~ Vikings & Vikings: Valhalla

OCs!!

@astridnorddottir Astrid | A Valkyrie OC @bruadcr Nora Scott | An Asgardian Berserkr @cursedwanderer Fenja | a Tree spirit, Skogsrå/Huldra @dragcnlxrd Lysander Balaur | Last of the Dragonlords @eddapoetic Havar | A fun fusion of many trickster deities (Loki, Hermes etc) [MultiMuse] @nykrose Nyk | A Näcken OC @ofholocenemuses Eska Ulfsson | a Stablemaster turned warrior with a bit of wanderlust [MultiMuse] @savstaroth Ida Fjalarsdóttir | An Ancient witch @skallagrimulfhedinn Skallagrim Ulfhedinn | A shapeshifter and the son of a blacksmith @wildserkr Victor Halvorsen | A Berserkr OC

DC/Marvel:

@brokenandlonelysouls Loki [MultiMuse] @brutalage Vandal Savage @cffidelityy Sigyn @inkdreamt Sylvie [MultiMuse] @starwrittenfates Lady Sif [MultiMuse] @sigynoffidelity Sigyn @theamazingloki Loki

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Up to date as of 27/05/24

[lykosog]

Which death would you experience?

The unfinished

You die, hand outstretched towards the sky as if to say, "i'm not done yet." There are so many things you still have to do, so many goals you still have to reach. You've spent your entire life working towards them, and doing nothing else, only to die before knowing what accomplishment feels like. They'll say your death was a pity, that you had such a bright future ahead of you. It is one you'll never get to see.

Tagged by: @summerkng

Tagging: @goldenngore, @runaljod (any muse!), @aeddard, @mysfated (any muse!), you!

[starsspin]

"It is almost as though it were a different house, than last. you were here." He stands tall, but he does well to hide the pride that fills him. "Of course I have you to thank. As you are the one who brought Spartacus here to Capua, allowed me to purchase his worth at the time from you." Even though it was Batiatus' hands that had molded the champion into who he was now. "I don't think you would even recognize the man."

@runaljod for glaber

[alldaddy]

—  ☆  @runaljod​​ gets a smol starter for magni.

❝ my boy!! ❞ 

perhaps ‘boy’ wasn’t the most appropriate term, as magni had grown to be a true man  —  a warrior. the smile on the king’s face was broad and bright, teeth showing as his skin crinkled around his eyes with joy. a rare sight for most, even those who were closest to him, but he couldn’t deny the sight of his grandson brought true happiness.  odin’s arms spread, the span massive as the rest of him, as he made a few swift steps towards magni. once close enough, those arms wrapped around the other man’s shoulders, bringing him close before bestowing two then three smacks to the back affectionately. 

❝ how does the battlefield treat you, hm? come, tell me everything.  ❞