#bjorny

[ratatatastic]

im sorry youre telling me paul paired up boqy and forsy because of "comfort (swedes)" is that whay youre saying PAUL YOU SAID THAT

[theeclectickoalastudent]

"By all that matters, I hate Bjorni Stavransson! -But I can't kill him, he's my cousin. But I can write about killing him, oh, yesss..."

[blueruinspace]

Bjorni

[magdasabs]

Björn led U19 to European Championship gold - aims for new: "More for real now"

BÅSTAD. In 2015, Nathalie Björn led the Swedish U19 national team to European Championship gold. Now she is chasing her first European Championship gold with the A national team. - The experience I got with me there, I take with me here, she says to Fotbollskanalen.

Seven years ago, Sweden's U19 national team was successful in Israel and was able to salvage a Swedish European Championship gold. A penalty win against Germany in the semifinals led to a final where Sweden defeated Spain 3-1.

That championship was played by, among others, Stina Blackstenius, Rebecka Blomqvist, Filippa Angeldal and Nathalie Björn was team captain.

- It was a long time ago now. That championship was shitty and a very unique journey and it is clear that it is different here because now it is more for real. But the experience I got with me there, I obviously take with me in here, she says to Fotbollskanalen. 

Now they have a chance to get another gold. Sweden enters the European Championships in England as pre-favorites and is highest ranked in the Fifa ranking of all teams.

- We have said before that we may come in as favorites but we still have to play the matches. It will be a great journey and we will do everything to go as far as possible.

Is there anything you talked about in the group, that you already have a European Championship gold? - No, we have not talked much about it but I will refresh my memory for them later.

U19 has two golds that they took within a few years - but they have not yet reached all the way with the A national team, what do you think makes them not do it? - I do not know, it's a tough question. But it is clear that every match should be played and regardless of whether you are pre-favorites, anything can happen within 90 minutes. We hope to be able to change that and bring home a gold - I think we deserve that.

Blågults EC starts on July 9th when they face the Netherlands in the first group game. Then Switzerland and Portugal wait.

[sammalsikuri]

SSSS crew hairstyle swaps I did a few weeks ago.

[sigruins]

“ thor told me.  congratulations,  sister. i hope it is easier than your last. ”  their twelfth child,  if they are lucky,  though loki will not be surprised if they again have twins or triplets.  the god is seated on the floor,  thrud tugging at his hair,  magni trying repeatedly to climb onto his shoulders,  and modi chasing a green flame around the living room. 

as he looks up, beginning to say something else to sif,  magni decides to try a running start ; the only thing that prevents him from flying head-first into the coffee table is his uncle’s quick arms around him.  the child giggles,  unaware of the harm that almost befell him,  and loki sighs,  though there is a fondness in his eyes he has given up trying to disguise. 

@brvesouls​​

[dirt-str1der]

Bear in mind

[author-of-storms]

I love talking about characters over come up with. My friends and I have come with self insert personas for ourselves that I'm writing into a literary story. High fantasy, high power, its a power system I've been working on for months.

The POV character for most of the story will be Ikarros Wryte. A Draconic Blooded human who is the newest in a long line of Ancient Blacksmiths who crafted items for gods, as well as dragons, giants, kings, and, at one point, a giant dragon king.

Ikarros is a founding member of the Bjorny Bunch Adventuring guild, helping to build the guild after defeating the villainous and corrupt White Bloom Guild.

Art done by @cryinganabell

[theseerasures]

for your frozen meme: "It’s the kind of bright day that practically drags you outside by the arm: clear blue sky, picturesque clouds, the sun shining down on the grass."

original fic here.

The longing sneaks up on her. One minute she’s still brushing the sleep from her eyes, wondering about the significance of Bruni having antlers in her last dream; the next she’s slip-sliding down the hallway and out the castle, still wearing pajamas.

For some reason the tombstones still take her by surprise. Even when she’s looking for them, they come into view earlier than she expects. The sun is just peeking over the horizon, bringing out the steadily growing green over solid rock. Nature and life reclaiming themselves in six short years. At the foot of each there’s a finely crafted wreath of ice; Elsa must have stopped over here before heading to the castle yesterday.

Weird, how this place still sticks to them like a bur. This isn’t where Mother and Father died, where they would forever rest. It’s not even where their memories live on, but they keep coming back here anyway, even after the bodies have been found, even after the truths have been uncovered. Here, where Anna buried them; here, where Elsa couldn’t.

“I thought you’d want to know,” Anna finally says, fiddling with a loose thread on the hem of her dress, “I’m getting married today.”

That’s all she’s got, really. What else is there even to say? Shame you can’t make it? Too cruel, even for the moments she’s angriest with them.

She doesn’t feel angry right now, just a strange sense of–waiting. Waiting for what? She’s not sure, but she’s willing to stick around and find out. “I asked General Mattias. Remember him? Of course you do, you commissioned that portrait–I asked him to walk me down the aisle, since. You know.”

Anna sighs, decides who cares about grass stains, anyway?, and just sits down on the ground. “I don’t know. I guess I…I guess I want to say I wish you could be here.”

“And I do,” she feels compelled to quickly add, “I really…but then I start thinking about what else might still be true, if you were.”

“How much longer would you have kept the gates closed?” It always come down to this–this thing that Elsa forgave so easily, but Anna still can’t–like the bur trapped itself in her somehow, just under the skin, so she can’t do anything without bumping up against it. “How much longer would you have kept Elsa in her room?” She turns her head a little, looks just in Mother’s direction. “How much longer would you have just let him? How much longer would you have kept everything a secret?”

“I’ve been thinking a lot about this recently,” she says, picking up steam, “What if you never went off to find Ahtohallan? Elsa would have never had a coronation. I might have never met Kristoff. Or what if you had found it and come back? Or what if you tried to find it earlier? What if the Accident happened later? Or didn’t happen at all? What if–”

“What if you never tried to shave all Bjorny-Bear’s fur off when you were four?” A quiet, amused voice asks from behind, “Things might have turned out completely utterly exactly the same.”

“Bjorny-Bear!” Anna exclaims as Elsa kneels down on the grass next to her, “I forgot all about him.”

“I thought you’d try to fix your day-of jitters with a chocolate raid or twelve,” Elsa comments, “Isn’t it bad luck to berate your deceased parents right before your wedding?”

Anna rolls her eyes. “I don’t know, probably.” Between the trolls and the Northuldra and the scary planner they hired to tell them about Arendelle royal wedding minutiae going back seven generations she’s had to wade through enough rites and superstitions to choke a narwhal. Still, she doesn’t want it any other way, and Kristoff agrees: what’s the point of a wedding if it doesn’t celebrate every part that makes them them, right?

(She’d dug up some old pictures of Mother and Father’s wedding a while ago. Their ceremony had looked lavish, sophisticated, and one hundred percent Arendellian; nothing so subversive as a teensy Northuldra compass to mar the hundreds of crocuses they’d stitched onto Mother’s dress.

Mother herself had looked perfectly, genuinely happy. Anna doesn’t get it, and she kind of hopes she never will.)

“And I wasn’t berating,” she says out loud, “I was just…well. Do you ever think about it? What might have happened?”

“If they never died?”

She shrugs. “Or just, I dunno. Whenever.”

Elsa hms thoughtfully. “I used to, more,” she replies, “In my room. Mostly about how much happier everyone would be if I didn’t exist.”

Anna takes in a sharp breath.

“Sorry,” Elsa says, looking immediately apologetic, “That wasn’t appropriate for today, I shouldn’t–”

“It’s okay,” Anna says, waving her off, “I’m the one who dragged myself to a graveyard before sunrise, remember? Pretty sure we left appropriate behind like, three years ago.”

“If not before,” Elsa agrees. Then she looks up at the tombstones herself. “I don’t think about them much now. What-might-have-beens, I mean.”

“How come?”

“There are just too many possible variables in play,” Elsa replies, “What if Runeard had survived his treachery? Mother might have never left the Forest. We wouldn’t even exist. Or what if she had, and married Father anyway? What would have happened to us, if Runeard still had control? Who knows the damage Arendelle might have caused then. Our past already haunts us enough without adding what-ifs into the mix. Better to just focus on our lives as-is, I think–no more and no less.”

Anna just stares at her.

“…What?” Elsa asks, a little defensively.

“You sure look like my sister,” Anna says, “But you can’t be–something halfway reasonable about the past just came out of your mouth.”

“Hey!” Elsa gives her a playful shove. “That was one time.”

“If by one time you mean one full-time job…”

“Fine, fine,” Elsa laughs. She gets up and extends a hand. “Come on. If we’re not back by eight to get dressed, Kristoff will hear about it and get a coronary.”

“He really might,” Anna agrees. She lets herself be pulled up, then uses the momentum to wrap her sister in a hug. “I’m happier you do exist,” she says into Elsa’s shoulder. “You?”

She pulls back. Elsa’s eyes dart around the clearing for a little bit, but then she lets out a sound like a mix of weariness and laughter. “I’m…getting there.” She’s looking steadily back at Anna now. “Most days. Today, definitely.”

Anna nods. “I’m happy,” she says. Looks past Elsa now, at Mother and Father’s graves. Maybe this is the thing she’s been waiting for–to be able to tell them that, and have it be the truth.

Maybe it will help them rest easier. She hopes so.

The sun has fully risen now; Anna can feel its heat on her back. When she looks back at her sister Elsa is smiling at her. “Good,” she says, picking up Anna’s hand. “Let’s get you married, sis.”

Anna smiles, too. “I’m ready to go.”

[akumanorobin]

ah, you watch vinesauce? you watch the vinny? the vinnie? vineyot? binyot? brainrot? bjorny? boomy? booty? 

[ratatatastic]

no ekky for morning skate. WAR IS BACK ON!

[jadenthehybrid]

Continued from here

“This is blasphemy because your dick is literally the best I’ve ever had, Bjorny.” 

@themasterbjorn

[womenofice]

{ Skwisgaar } ❝ My aunt has a farms across the lonelys sea, in the shadows of mount spinster. It ams so beautiful, lots of cats. ❞

“That, actually sounds amazing. Granted, unfortunate name for the mountain, but a beautiful place, farm so you don’t have to deal with neighbors, and plenty of cats? I could find friends for Valstad and Bjorny….” The last part was more of a distracted murmur to herself as she tried to imagine the farm. Granted she didn’t need more than her current cats, but still. The call of more pets was difficult to ignore.

[honestsycrets]

Why no one likes bjorn?

I LOVE my Bjorny bear! I feel like… he’s had a rough spurt after being left by his wife Porunn and since then, he’s been spiraling with the pressure from Ragnar and Lagertha to be a man.

He didn’t give a shit about his daughter and then threw out Torvi like yesterday’s half eaten dinner so those are the huge reasons to me why people don’t like him. Young Bjorn was so sweet though. Too sweet for his crazy parents. He’s also been here all five seasons so he’s had more time to fuck up than the one season we’ve had so far with the Aslaugssons.

[magdasabs]

speaking of U19s, you can catch captain Bjorn and the Stina, Stina, Ippe goals that won the final in 2015 here

[shqiperialive]

U aksidentua rëndë teksa drejtonte motorin/ Vdes në spital 18-vjeçari, prindërit kërkuan... (EMRI)

U aksidentua rëndë teksa drejtonte motorin/ Vdes në spital 18-vjeçari, prindërit kërkuan… (EMRI)

Bjorni Papri, 18-vjeç i cili u aksidentua pak ditë më parë në fshatin Kuqan të Elbasanit ka ndërruar jetë sot në spital. I riu nuk ka mundur që t’u shpëtojë plagëve të marra për shkak të aksidentit fatal. 18-vjeçari u përplas teksa po udhëtonte me motor, teksa një makinë i preu rrugën dhe e hodhi disa metra tutje. Pas dërgimit të tij në spital, prindërit bënë apel për dhurim gjaku, por duket se…