#osgods

[asteeter]

Introductory Post !!!

Hello!!

I am Ace, the host of the vhs system! My pronouns are all of the above [he/she/they/it/ze/xe/ae and many various neos] and they fluctuate. I might end up setting my current pronouns as my description, but if I don’t then don’t worry about it and use whatever pronouns you see fit. I am a multifictive and I have friends on here who may refer to me as one or more of my source names. I will hardly ever use my proxy, but if I ever do, my proxy is 📼.

I am currently interested in a lot of things, such as, Hermitcraft, The Life Series, Altrive, Psychology, Wings of Fire, Voltron: Legendary Defenders, all of the games by RachelDrawsThis, NCIS [the show], The Lunar Chronicles, Gravity Falls, Newsies: The Musical, Night in the Woods, my story Careless [though specifically the characters Ace, Rosé, Bee, Basil, Osgod, Amaya, and Briar], my D&D character Beebo, D&D in general, and the DDVAU.

I will most likely be the only one on Tumblr, but there may be a few other alters who post a thing or two here or there or you may see them communicating with other users.

NEWS!!! I’m working on creating a blog for a story I have yet to write that I have a lot of ideas/lore for called Careless. It will include writing and a few illustrations. It’s a story about gods, some of whom have to learn to live with grief, some of whom have to learn to live without memories, and some of whom have to learn to let go before their need for control gets them killed. Until the blog is created [and perhaps even while the blog is in existence], I’ll post a few things about it with the tag #careless. Once the blog is posted, this will disappear! :D

Feel free to message me or ask me any questions! :D

[edgarmoser]

daniel osgod

[grayjoy15]

Fern - Torvi Osgodsdottir

[funky-sea-cryptid]

get y’all’s pride earls if you aren’t a coward

[bjornsdottir-kjetillsson]

godwinsson, opinions on the other earls? (mostly leofric and osgod cause they're weird)

(G) Well all the earls have their own quirks, including me, but out of the three of them, I’d say Osgod’s the most normal.

He’s a really lonely man, though. The only family he has is his daughter, who’s a few years younger than me. My brother Sweyn lived with him for years before he was exiled.... Osgod’s not so weird, he’s just more isolated than the rest of us. Edward forgets about East Anglia a lot.

Then Leofric.... he’s almost as weird as Siward. He’s been around for years, since my father’s time even, and he’s been earl the whole time, never aging a day. They say he was close to Cnut, and may even have advised King Aethelred before, though I’m less sure of that.

I like ‘em both. Osgod’s like a father figure to the earls, and Leofric is just a good friend. They all dote on me cause I’m younger, and I just wish they’d take me more seriously sometimes.

[princesspiratecat]

A New Land....

I started up a new area on the same map that I’ve been using- the Humber River, because it’s huge and....why not? I started on hard settings, this time with no glass. 4 families: 1 Swedish couple, I Danish couple with a daughter, 1 Irish couple and 1 Anglo-Saxon couple with 3 sons- 2 children and a toddler. The new area will be Barton-Upon-Humber, which is a real area in England, but I only really borrowed the name and location. 

As usual, there were some electrocutions. This wiped out the Danish woman, leaving behind her husband and daughter. 

Then the Anglo Saxon woman- a mother of three, died after eating poison mushrooms. (I had forgotten I had put them there actually. Oopsie.)

Then the Danish man got spooked by one of the ghosts, and that was the end of him. Which meant I got my fourth orphan, little Thyra, almost immediately. 

It was kind of a brutal few days for the group. And I was annoyed that I was already down one family. Who is hell is going to produce food?!

But anyway, the Anglo Saxon family, now down a wife, was the one to have the most friends, and therefore the one to become Squire. The father’s name is Osgod, and the heir is Edward, followed by his brothers Edwin and Edgar. You can see the boys at the very top picture, but  strangely, I have absolutely no other pictures of them. Probably because I haven’t really been playing them much as I’m still in the process of building their estate. 

I decided to send Thyra to the recently built church in Grimsby, my original hood, because there was just nowhere else to send her! Poor little thing. Everyone else was able to collect all of the wood they needed and were sent to the Beach to work on badges and skills after a year (1 season). 

So, it’s essentially just 4 people! Kind of boring compared to the first group of Bannies, but I don’t make the rules. (Okay, okay....I do make the rules quite literally for this challenge. But you know- I can’t control everything these sims do!)

The surviving players: 

Callum of Waterford, the Irishman, and his wife, Ygritte. 

And the Swedish couple, Thora and Uddulf. 

 So yeah...that’s pretty much it in a nutshell. Let the competition for the top 3 2 positions commence! 

[elvearryn]

theres a special place in hell for you

YOUD DIT TNO#@?E? JSUT TSPIT OUTT MY FUCKGNI HEIGHT.. SOHY YMG OSGOD SHUT UP NO YOUD ONT KNWOW. YOU DONT KWNOW WHWO I AMA I AM ON ANON. IM ANAONYSMOSU TO YOU AND THE ERIETS OF WTH EWORLD YOU DNTONT AKNWOW SUTHT HE UKF CFUP

WHATA WOWUDL YOYUD OD IF. SUNK YORUBBAOT?@#@? WHAT THEN HBAHAHA

What then? Oh drag you into the depths of the ocean because

"Meet me at the bottom of the ocean, where time is frozen, love isn't random we are chosen"

[toomany-names]

haha... how funny of me. 

“no parent could ever forget their child”

...

is that really true...? 

i’ll go on forever and ever and lucy one day will stop. godiva...is dead. lucy will die. siward and osgod and harold will die... 

and me? 

i... 

i......

what if i forget him, too? what if i... if i...one day wake up and can’t remember lucy’s face. or his name. or the sound of his voice. 

oh lucy... 

i hate myself.

[bjornsdottir-kjetillsson]

(A) Love you too

mwah

Ooh!

A letter!

To..dad. 

From the Earl of East Anglia, um…Isgod? Osgod! Yes. 

Why would dad be getting letters from England though? 

I could ask mom. I could also ask dad. Whoever I see first I guess. 

- Osbjorn 

[nomercia]

what do yall think of the other earls? (harold godwinsson, osgod, siward)

edith: you can’t see it but i just cracked my knuckles and rolled up my sleeves. godwinson is just like his father - a power hungry, manipulative, entitled asshole. just because his father was a sub-regulus doesn’t mean he can walk around like he owns the country. he owns half, at best, and that’s considering shaky political alliances. i don’t like him, but i dislike his brother more, so there are worse choices for earl of Wessex. tostig’s sheer incompetency is beyond me. 

osgod is cool, i think. east anglia is important because, surprise! places other than wessex matter. who knew. but genuinely, i really respect him for challenging the king in a meaningful way, and i think most people who’ve been banished have valuable experiences to share. not godwin though.

siward... what an enigma, to say the least. he’s interesting. he’s chaotic and unpredictable and maybe a little unstable, but he’s kept northumbria safe these past few years and the region seems in good hands. also i probably like him most out of all of them because of his hand in the sort-of revolution in scotland a while back. that was pretty awesome.

edwin: i think godwinson is capable and smart. i love his use of tactics and how his feelings never get in the way. i look up to him a lot, actually. imagine having that much control and still ruling over such a large area wisely. he’ll always have an ally in me.

i agree with edith on this one. osgod has made a lot of smart choices and stuck by them. he’s a brave man and yeah, i guess i respect him. a bit.

siward is - he’s - well, he’s ruling. that’s the main thing. it would be stupid to get on his bad side because lord knows he south should always try to have the respect of the north, and vice versa.

morcar: harold godwinson is hot harold has always been a good friend to me. i trust him. i’d marry him if i could again, like edwin, he always has an ally in me, even if edith doesn’t trust him.

i don’t know too much about osgod but i mean...if edwin respects him then he’s probably deserving of it. edwin’s not too hot on authority most of the time. osgod’s fairly just when making decisions for east anglia, and he wasn’t always an earl. he’s been around for a long time, i suppose. that has to give him experience at least?

i LOVE siward. i think he’s genuinely the coolest of the earls. northumbria has always been intimidating and sort of distant but holy shit. have you ever sat in witan meetings with him? he’s not afraid to speak his mind at all! i wish i was brave enough to do that! siward is who i want to be when i’m older and more sure of myself. he’s so well respected as well, even though he can be unpredictable. and so brave! sorry, i’ll shut up now.

[osiris8888]

I remember being younger and being soooo ashamed of being so thin and skinny. People used to rip me apart calling me chicken legs, crocodile skin, bone man, skinny one jones, dusty, ... I guess it worked out well in the long term #snack . . #selflove in a very fly camo outfit two piece by @paraval.us . . #superman #supermancosplay #supermancosplayer #supermancostume #naturalbodybuilder #naturalbodybuilding #beastcrew #beastmode #fitover50 #hotsuperheroguys #muscles #muscled #spandexmen #bicepsofinstagram #chestday #osgods #phsique #physiquefreak #cardio #cardioworkout #cardioday #bulkingseason #bulking #OSIRIS8 . . Thank you @andresmourelo (at New York, New York)

[grayjoy15]

EEP, ALMOST FORGOT TO POST TODAY

Heather - Osgod

[jens-holland]

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Extended Macbeth Cast At The Grocery Store Part 3

Cnut: Buys haircare products, mints, a lot of things implies he’s getting laid.

Harold: Makes conversation with the cashier. Tells people to have a good day.

Svein: Does he speak? No one knows.

Harald Hardrada: Gets in a fight with Harold Godwinsson every time

Harthacnut: Mixes up the words, but you get the general idea. The look of relief on his face when someone understands what he’s trying to say happens not too often.

Gunhilda: Sometimes has to translate for Art. Mostly buys horse magazines and treats.

Edward: Tries to convince you his expired coupons are not expired. They are.

Alfred Aetheling: Trusts too easily. No one minds because he’s baby.

Maria: Refuses to make eye contact when buying her trashy viking romance novels.

Rognvald: Takes his puppy everywhere. Lets everyone pet the puppy. Anyone who wants to, is allowed. Except for Thorfinn.

Godwin: A total cheapskate. Even worse than Finlay. Committed credit fraud.

Osgod: He eats healthy and makes good life choices. Calls Edward out on his bullshit. Got banned for throwing Edward’s shitty coupons. Lets Torvi shop for herself.

Torvi: Buys what she wants. Does what she wants. She’s her own entity.

[princesspiratecat]

The Rise and Fall of the Shepard Family Part 27: Summer, 1084

Part 1& Part 2

Part 3 & Part 4

Part 5 & Part 6 & Part 7

Part 8 & Part 9 & Part 10

Part 11 & Part 12 & Part 13

Part 14 & Part 15 & Part 16

Part 17 & Part 18 & Part 19

Part 20 & Part 21 & Part 22

Part 23 & Part 24 & Part 25

Part 26

With the arrival of summer came warm weather, singing birds and one of the village’s most talked-of wedding. (No, not that one.) The much anticipated event was the wedding between Frédérique Allard and Edward Barton, who had been engaged for what felt like forever to most involved.

There had been many impediments, including the death of Frédérique’s mother, the dowry, bride price, and whether or not the couple would live at Barton Hall or elsewhere. Marcelle was a stickler for not having to settle anything more on his daughter than he thought the Bartons would accept. He humiliated Frédérique at almost every turn with his miserly behavior. 

However, Osgod, Edward’s father, had finally relented in his demands because he had four children to marry off and desperately wanted an alliance with the Allards. The Allards were more established and richer than the Bartons, and the bride’s Norman blood gave his family the legitimacy he craved. In the end, everyone was happy with the financial arrangements that were settled upon the couple, and Frédérique had rejoiced when that part was over.

Yet on the actual day of the wedding, Frédérique found herself with bittersweet mixed emotions. The fact that her most beloved brother, Frances, had not been there pained her greatly. She could not fault him for staying away with Gwendolyn, but she had always envisioned that the two of them would be right by her side on this most important day. What’s more was that their absence was noted by all, and everyone seemed to have varying degrees of concern on the matter except her father.  

Her brother had warned her of his not coming early on, and when she told her father of it, he almost seemed to rejoice. 

“Let him stay away with his Shepard whore. No one wants him here”, he said in between coughs. He had been growing weaker with sickness and on some days did not leave the comfort of his chambers at all anymore. Frédérique feared that the stress of the falling out between father and son had helped to further his  illness, as he viewed Frances leaving as a gross betrayal of his trust. 

 “Papa! How can you say such a thing! It is my wedding, and I would like him here.”

“Then tell him to give up his whore! Remind him of the duty he owes to all his family, his house, and himself!” He was seized by a particularly nasty coughing fit as soon as he had said those vile words, and Frédérique had no wish to press him further. Exasperated, she turned to walk away, before he said, “Your mother was a whore as well. So is the Shepard girl, and so is my Edyth. All whores, every one of them. The only difference is that Edyth knows what she is and does not try to raise herself.”

“Now you’re just talking like a madman! Have you been at the poppy juice again?!” But before he could answer she sped up her departure and shut the door. He infuriated her. Yet she was unwilling to give his absurd comments another thought because she refused to let him upset her so close to her wedding. It was supposed to be a day of joy. 

He had stayed for the ceremony outside the Church, but had left shortly after to retire to his bed, and didn’t partake in any of the celebrations afterwards. Despite the guests her wedding had been lacking, she had to admit that the household was doing quite well without any of them.

Francine had matured into a young woman that was very mindful of her family, just as Frédérique had tried to be. She wasn’t quite as motherly as herself or Aélgarda, but she had taken on many of Frédérique’s duties and would continue doing so for some time. Now that the youngest, Fabien, was thirteen, she worried a lot less than she had when he was younger. He was a sensible,  studious lad and mostly stayed out of trouble. 

At the wedding feast she felt like something of an outsider in her own home, and was more content on watching everyone else than actually celebrating her noteworthy nuptials. She noticed that her husband’s younger siblings were all very close, but they lacked the refinement of Edward. He was every part the regal Lord, and she liked how confident he seemed to be in his own skin.

What did give her heart pain was how much she would miss her own family, as they would never all be together again. They had functioned collectively as a single unit and weathered the storm that her mother’s death had unleashed. And now she wasn’t quite ready to say goodbye. She was scared that she wouldn’t become as close to Edward’s family, and concerned of where her place might be. 

When she confided in her new husband, he reassured her that they would visit often, if she wished to. Then she realized how lucky she was that she now had someone of her own to lean on. She could stop worrying about everyone else and start thinking of herself and her own happiness. She didn’t have to be envious of Frances any longer, for she had love right here, in front of her.

 “I’m a very lucky woman to have such an understanding husband,” she said seductively in his ear on their wedding night, after all was quiet and everyone had gone.

“You are mistaken,” he said. “For I am the luckier of the two, and have made the better bargain to marry such a woman.” And with that, she kissed him passionately, until he fumbled with the lacing on her dress in an attempt to take it off.

Oh, yes. She had been waiting for this. 

[toomany-names]

osgod!

this letter was a long time coming. 

did you know, that edward’s been walking around in people’s bodies? 

yes. that includes yours. write back when you can! i’m sorry this is a lot but i learned fairly recently. 

- leofric

[bjornsdottir-kjetillsson]

(G) what did he do...

what did I do...?

oh no

Kori...

(A) You keeping up back there, Godwinsson?

We’re almost home!!