#princeoftherealmeternal

[demokron]

remember when i interacted with rp blogs

i sure do

lookin’ at you @princeoftherealmeternal-archive

[batteryheart-blog]

princeoftherealmeternal replied to your post “you look like a really fun tony and i feel like you'd be really fun to...”

[it's true tho, nonnie, this sweetie is a joy to have around and her tony 10/10]

fjkdshfksd shush you. ;-;

[ubiec]

@princeoftherealmeternal aka the bae  || cont.

    Incertitude  mars features  like canvas -- ( like  red & white & blue  marking ridged  edges of      pallid paper ; emerald  orbs painted  with unknown ), and feelings  compress. Triggers chest      to cave, imperceptible hands squeeze at heart & lungs, cutting airflow as needed. But there      is nothing. Seiðr numbing mind as muscles tense more, green tinge  of energy ignored as if      insignificant to  the one  producing. Ubiec powerless  to  conceive what  has just occurred;

     ( & pieces -- fractured  memories  of times  previous while  no  longer  in control ; of murder      & death and blood !! oh the sea of blood that heaves him beneath, deeper and deeper like      drowning  in  mountains  of  obscurity. body’s  lined  up.  trailing   and  following  him  every      stride. it rips  through vein  and muscle, pulling  at  lithe  bones  that  keep him upright. But      nothing stops psyche from shattering to tiny un-fixable pieces. )

     But numbness  evaporates  as  troubled  voice  rings through  tense air ; Seiðr crackling at      flinch  that  gives  way    and   emeralds   are  windows   to   BROKEN   soul -- fear  making      appearance  as   tiny  pieces   claw  way  through,  threatening  to  spill  tears  of  choler &      frustration ( but never fear. never weakness ). 

     Inky brows furrow, features  contorting into unknown expressions and if nails dig into fragile      skin of  palms, crimson  leaking - rolling  down  to stain pale flesh, well, he  takes no heed.      ❛ I          I’m sorry. ❜ Pause and  eyes  avert, jaw  clenching minutely. ❛ But I       I told you      I couldn’t !! ❜

[the-nexus]

@princeoftherealmeternal

     Too long had it been since her last visit. And much had come to pass in that time. There was much she knew she could no longer keep from her ancestor. She also desired to know what he had been doing as of late as well. She hoped this visit would prove to be a wonderful one. Especially since she would not be returning to Asgard alone this time.

     With her five month old child in her arms, she allowed herself to ascend across the the cosmos by way of the Bifrost. The sight of her home always brought her bliss. The endless stretch of stars that covered the sky. The heavy rolling waves that vanished from the ends of the world. The shining kingdom ahead. She loved it all. But she had an ancestor to find.

     Into the great palace did she enter. No matter how many times she walked these halls, she always managed to get lost, requiring the assistance of the guards to point her in the proper direction. It seemed that locating Loki was quite the task this time. He was no where to be found, but perhaps she had merely been wandering in circles through the same halls. She was unsure. But what she was sure of was the baby was beginning to grow quite fussy and her voice rang through the corridors.

[captaiiinhook-blog]

“Who the bloody hell are you?”

[tetsujiinmovedtotetsujiin-blog]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your 5 favorite blogs. It’s time to spread positivity.

You are so precious and wonderful. thank you bby.

[homiicida-blog-blog]

princeoftherealmeternal 

{ и я }——                   ' ублюдок. ‘

[batteryheart-blog]

[HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ONE OF THE SWEETEST CUTES OUT THERE!!! NOTHING BUT LOVE AND GOOD WISHES FOR YOU TODAY (OR ANY OTHER DAY REALLY LBH) AND I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING A WONDERFUL TIME u w u

khgkj thank you darling!

[sigynfireblood]

"I just want to try something..."

Send me “I just want to try something…” and my character will react to your character saying that and then…

18. kissing them with tongue

Sigyn barely had a moment to wonder what Loki meant by that statement - surely they had no time to try any new magic when he was about to leave for a diplomatic mission. Then Loki stepped closer, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close for a kiss. The tension of her initial startlement vanished from her body and she smoothed her hands up his arms as they traveled upward to return his embrace. Their courtship was still new enough that every kiss and caress was a delicious surprise, and never did her kenning of “fireblood” feel so true as when she was in Loki’s arms.

He parted his lips and her heart stuttered and then raced as he teased at her lips with just the tip of his tongue. As a healer Sigyn knew the clinical facts of physical pleasure, but neither that nor the rather fanciful novels she read on occasion had prepared her for the exquisite reality of Loki’s sensual touch.

She made an eager little sound in her throat and parted her lips for him, pleasure and rising passion fueling her enthusiasm for this new experience with him. Sigyn had learned a great deal about magic from Loki, but now she was also his willing student in the far more intimate art of lovemaking and she eagerly embraced everything Loki would teach her of it.