#sigge talks

[mothstache]

MINECRAFT STORY MODE HEADCANONS: Part 1

Jesse: 

Jesse idolized the Old Order especially when he was younger. The reveal of the truth by Soren arguably hit the hardest for him.

He found Reuben as a piglet passing by an abandoned farm on his way to town.

He’s always been the most levelheaded member of the group, however if pushed to his limit he can get outwardly aggressive. He feels very guilty about it afterwards.

After the events of Season 2, he stays a few more weeks in Beacontown before leaving to adventure with Petra.

Jesse and Olivia have been friends since childhood.

Jesse was the one to find Axel when they were teens after catching him fleeing a raid.

He’s genderfluid (he/she) and bisexual (slight preference for men).

He’ll grow his hair out pretty long before cutting it really short again.

After Season 2, he gains a phobia of being misunderstood whether through tone or action, due to the Admin mimicking his identity.

He has PTSD from the events of the Wither Storm, though he rarely talks about that period.

While he is super close with everyone in the new Order, he and Olivia can read each other like a book having known each other so long.

After Reuben’s death, Jesse fell into a silent depression for a while and would still leave out food and water for Reuben despite knowing he was no longer with him.

Ellegaard’s death hit horribly hard for him, being what truly shook him to the core for the first time since the creation of the Wither Storm.

Has feelings for everyone in the new Order (especially Lukas).

Was mentored in potion brewing by Ivor for a while.

Olivia:

Olivia’s love of engineering partly came from a few old redstone books passed down to her from her aunt. The title of the author has long since faded, but the books were written long ago by Harper.

She met Jesse when they were kids, having grown up in the same childhood town.

She has anxiety and ADHD.

After Season 1 she developed an even closer bond with Axel, as the two would see the most of each other despite the group going their separate ways.

Ellegaard was her idol since she was a young teen. Her death is something she’ll never get out of her mind.

She has fascination with Endermen (as well as the End dimension in general)

Post-Season 2, she’s one of the top redstone experts in the land.

She has an intense phobia of phantoms.

Olivia had a pet dog as a kid named Yarrow, she and Jesse would play fetch with him for hours on end.

Nell is her best friend outside the new Order.

She is a lesbian and holds romantic feelings for Petra.

She also holds queerplatonic feelings for Jesse, Lukas and Axel.

She’s an amazing cook despite not doing it often anymore.

Olivia and Lukas will sometimes spend hours on end reading history books and documents together.

Lukas: 

Lukas was raised by his grandfather who was a historian, which later would become an interest of his.

Lukas has catfolk blood. The team name Ocelots isn’t just a random thing he chose - it’s unclear if Aiden, Maya and Gill ever knew about its origins.

He’s the best navigator in jungles, and an expert navigator in general with Axel.

He and Petra have been close friends for a long time, since Petra even met Jesse, Olivia and Axel.

Lukas is a bit of a people pleaser, which is how he ended up with friends like Aiden, Maya and Gill. It’s also why he wasn’t good about chastising his friends for their jerkish behavior.

He has Autism and finds himself masking a lot.

He once made a jacket for Olivia with an endermen face embedded into the back, similar to his old ocelot jacket.

He’s a trans man (he/him) and gay.

Holds feelings for Jesse and Axel, and is queerplatonic with Olivia and Petra.

Seeing Petra’s deterioration with their wither sickness was really hard for him. They were always one of the strongest people he knew so seeing them become weaker and weaker terrified him.

He’s good friends with Stacy and Stampy, and the both of them were the first he recruited for the new Ocelots.

He tamed his ocelot Dewey shortly after Season 1.

Axel:

Axel is 15% hisskin. Some of the ways it shows itself physically are the green scales on his neck and shoulders, and him constantly smelling a bit like gunpowder. In addition, if he grows intensely angry or excited, sparks may literally fly out of his mouth when he talks.

Axel considers Jesse his first “real” friend. Prior to their meeting, Axel was part of a gang of thieves who would often leave him to fend for himself, whether because they were meanspirited or neglectful to the youngest of the group or both. When he first befriended Jesse, he was even more temperamental and stubborn, and very quick to do things his own way by habit. Being with Jesse and Olivia helped him to become more trusting and levelheaded, though he retained a lot of his rogue ways.

He has slight thalassophobia that he’s working on.

He has ADHD and BPD.

Axel was initially afraid Lukas would replace him in the friend group. He hated him for how rapidly close he was becoming with Jesse and Olivia, and deep down saw him as a smarter, more logical replacement to him.

VERY good with maps, plus he has a natural sense of direction, especially in caves.

He’s nonbinary (he/they) and pansexual.

Has buried romantic feelings for Jesse and Olivia, along with Petra and Lukas.

Magnus treats him a lot like a little brother, the two love to spar a lot.

After Reuben’s death, he often would try to comfort Jesse to no avail, this caused him an unusual amount of anxiety and grief for both Jesse and his lost pet.

Post-Season 2, he has a more spiked hairstyle and wears a creeper bandana.

Post-Season 2 he tries whenever he can to make time for the old gang to meet up.

He has a pet bat named Batsy. (Yes, this is from the scrapped canon idea)

Petra:

Petra has always adventuring in their blood, having been on the move from place to place since they were a kid.

Petra holds a ton of knowledge about surviving alone in the nether, from experience! As a younger adult their portal once got broken, and they had to spend a few days on her own in the nether till they came across another adventurer who helped them escape.

Despite having never stayed in one place long, they’re naturally extremely loyal to all of their friends. They don’t take losing friendships well.

Enduring the wither sickness took all their might and they can only pray they never have to experience that ever again.

Jack was their first ever idol when they were young. When they heard he was moving to Beacontown they were excitedly rambling to Jesse for DAYS.

They’re transmasc (they/them) and a lesbian.

They have romantic feelings for Olivia, and have queerplatonic crushes on Jesse, Lukas and Axel.

Petra and Axel have occasionally gone out on solo missions, usually for reckless reasons. They come back with tattered clothes and burn marks, but a ton of treasure each.

Petra has Autism and psychosis.

They have asthma, which made the wither sickness even harder on them.

They are stubborn and hate giving up in any situation, viewing it as a personal failure.

[voidcat]

Yukimiya should’ve been having a fleabag-esque romance tragedy, not whatever tf blue lock is…

[bogarielfrogariel]

i love the idea of all my video game pcs existing simultaneously in-universe specifically becauase it begs the question "how early did they abandon the tutorial/main questline" -> damn how many times has lucan had that claw stolen -> amma stole it. sigg got it back. nól stole it again

[nordickies]

Remember when I used to make headcanon masterposts? Yeah, me neither, but here we go again! I don’t often get the chance to talk about Norway in depth, but he has been at the forefront of my mind lately. So I thought, why not bring my thoughts together in the form of a very long masterpost? This masterpost is packed with big and small ideas about his character that shape the way I personally write him.

I tried to gather everything I could think of, though I’m sure I’ve forgotten something along the way. I’ll happily update the list later. If people are interested, I’d love to finish similar posts for the rest of the Nordics as well as revisit some of the older ones!

So, without further ado, brace yourself and read the whole list below!

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Introduction

Norway’s human name is Sigurd Nordvik, and Mr. Norway (Herr Norge) is the title by which he is formally addressed. However, he doesn’t really care about official titles and prefers people to call him Norway or Norge. Sometimes his closest friends may use the human nickname "Sigge." In the past, he was called Sigurðr — or Siward in English. Sjur Ødegård has often been his go-to alias.

His chosen birthday is the 17th of May (Norway’s Constitution Day), but he has never been the type to celebrate himself. He prefers to keep the day as a celebration for his country and its people. He likes rotating the type of bunad he wears every year, and he heads to the streets to celebrate together with his people.

He speaks Norwegian and English, and due to his close relationship with his neighbors, he can speak Swedish and Danish too — though hesitantly, only when necessary. In the past, he spoke Old Norse, Latin, German, and French. However, he has since forgotten most of these languages and is no longer able to communicate through them efficiently.

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Appearance

Sigurd has light grey eyes, reminiscent of mountain bedrock or morning fog. His head is long and narrow. He has a slightly bumpy, downturned nose, hollow cheeks, and a relaxed, expressionless face. His lips are thin, his eyes narrow, and his wavy, light blonde hair falls just to his neck, a little unkempt. A modest amount of facial and body hair adds to his understated ruggedness. His skin is pale but reactive, quick to flush in the cold wind, burn in the sun, or betray his mysterious image during heightened emotions. He's naturally quite thin and in fit shape due to his hobbies. He's tall, around 185 cm.

Sigurd doesn't outshine with his sense of fashion, dressing for convenience rather than looks. While he owns plenty of well-fitted suits and tailored longer coats for the occasions that call for them, he feels most like himself in chunky wool sweaters and hiking trousers, fit for the weather for the majority of the year. He seems to avoid bright colors, except red, but he loves detailed colorwork knits. He's frugal when it comes to many things and thus still knits his own sweaters. He claims he doesn't want to waste money on items he could easily make himself, and he certainly has similar sweaters in many variations in his closet. But, in contradictory fashion, he'll wear insanely expensive outdoor gear, technical boots, and windproof jackets without seeing any problem in subtly flexing through them.

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Personality

Sigurd is a reliable, composed, and trustworthy person in any situation — the kind of friend you want to keep in your life. His honest yet genuine demeanor tends to leave a lasting impression, and he’s generally viewed in a very positive light. Though Sigurd is quiet and mysterious, his presence tends to spark curiosity rather than intimidation. Everyone wants to claim him as their best friend.

Naturally reserved, he can sometimes come across as distant or emotionally cold. However, he simply prefers to keep to himself, avoid bothering others, and not stand out too much. Sigurd makes a conscious effort to be respectful, often avoiding situations that could feel awkward for either party, so he tends to keep his social interactions formal and brief. Social settings overwhelm him easily, and if given the chance, he’ll quietly slip away before anyone even notices or makes a big deal out of it.

Emotionally, Sigurd is guarded. He struggles to express his feelings out loud, fearing they’ll be used against him or cause worry for others. He's used to being the sensible one, calming others down or offering a voice of reason. Sigurd being in a position where he’s the one needing help feels foreign to him. But once he’s drunk, he’ll open up more than usual, only to be hit with crushing embarrassment the next day for letting his guard down. He’s painfully shy around strangers and tends to overthink social interactions, worrying he’ll reveal too much. But to those who earn his trust, he reveals a gentler, more thoughtful side. He’s among the first to notice when someone is unwell, silently checking in—even if his concern comes out as awkward teasing. He cares deeply about his family and friends.

Still, beneath the stoic surface lies a playful spirit. Sigurd is a subtle trickster — fond of poking or teasing those he's close to, and dropping dry, sarcastic remarks with perfect timing. He pretends not to care, but he thrives on attention, especially after years of feeling like the forgotten player in their group. He secretly loves being talked about, praised, and even admired, though he quickly shuts down compliments. Still, he tends to view himself through his flaws rather than his strengths. Sigurd believes there are only a few things he’s truly talented at. When he falls short of his impossibly high standards, it feels like a crushing failure of his entire being. Despite his insecurities, Sigurd takes pride in his achievements. He’ll brag (modestly, but often) when things go well, especially if he wins something. He does his job well, always on time, and with quiet perfectionism that is often underappreciated.

Sigurd lives at his own pace, content without chasing flashy or grand goals. He’s outdoorsy, self-reliant, and focused on himself. You could say he's health-conscious due to many health-related issues in the past. But sometimes, he becomes overly fixated on it, especially during times of stress, to the point of overworking or limiting himself harshly. His relationship with money is also complicated. He’s used to surviving on very little, so even spending on small comforts can feel indulgent. He sometimes gets uncomfortable when people comment on his country’s wealth, fearing they’ll judge him personally because of it. As a result, he often steers the conversation away from the topic. Sigurd is snarky and elusive, the kind of person who could lie with a straight face if he wanted to. He's particularly skilled at keeping things about himself tightly under wraps, making him incredibly hard to read. He often projects calm and composure even when he’s unraveling inside. If anyone were built to be a manipulator, it would be Sigurd. But thankfully for those around him, he’s not malicious.

Sigurd’s emotional world is buried deep, shaped by experiences he rarely speaks of — tucked behind layers of dry humor and thoughtful silence. Perhaps because of this, he often drifts from the present, dissociating, his mind slipping into daydreams. Sometimes, he imagines fantastical scenes, far removed from the noise of everyday life. When faced with complicated emotions, Sigurd retreats into his head, withdrawing from others. Without a healthy outlet, his bottled-up feelings tend to leak out sideways — through excessive sarcasm, bullying, or self-sabotage. Left to his own devices for too long, Sigurd can grow apathetic and cynical, sinking into depression. That’s why he needs people who won’t give up on him, people who keep reaching out, even when his instinct is to push them away.

Sigurd’s emotional wounds surface in his relationships. He has trust issues, and his first instinct is to build walls when he fears getting hurt. Letting people in doesn’t come naturally to him. His past unions weren’t exactly unhappy, but they lacked mutual respect, leaving him feeling unimportant. His opinions and feelings were rarely considered in decision-making. Those experiences left a mark, making him doubt the idea of real love for someone like him. In his eyes, marriage between Nations has always been more political than personal.

Mysterious, humble, and sincere could all be words to describe Sigurd. He brings a calming presence but with a layer of sharp wit. His kindness is subtle but ever-present, tucked beneath layers of sarcasm, shy smiles, and a masked desire to be seen.

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Lifestyle

Sigurd resides in Oslo due to the capital's role as the center of politics and entertainment, but he has previously lived in Bergen and Nidaros (Trondheim). When he has time off, he retreats to his mountain cabin to recharge. However, he sometimes has to deal with unexpected guests when his family also wants to enjoy a picturesque cabin weekend. It’s partly Sigurd’s own fault for wanting to be nice and offering the cabin for others to use whenever they want.

Sigurd's house is a bit chilly and serene, to the point where you can hear the old clock ticking through the halls or the walls cracking on the coldest winter days. The muted colors, a rocking chair, and large wooden cupboards all add to the tranquil atmosphere. He has a lot of old furniture he’s either kept or discovered in vintage shops. Both his house and cabin are filled with books and worn-down furniture he hasn’t dared to get rid of. He rarely buys new things as long as the old ones still work. When the silence stretches too long, he finds himself showing up unannounced at Björn’s or Magnus’ place (and raiding their pantries, calling it harrytur). The trio jokes that Sigurd is like a household cat — aloof and low-maintenance, but always returning when he wants warmth or food.

Still, Sigurd’s adventurous side doesn’t let him stay a hermit at home for too long. He’s well-traveled and deeply curious about other cultures. If he disappears for a while, he’s likely off-grid, hiking in jungles or trekking through remote landscapes. There’s hardly a place left on Earth he hasn’t visited — not even Antarctica. He’s terrible at keeping in touch or letting people know when he’s leaving, but they trust he’ll return home safely with new stories and the same worn backpack.

Sigurd has a strong, almost spiritual connection to nature. It means everything to him, and he’ll go stir-crazy if forced to stay indoors — even when he’s sick or injured. He genuinely believes in folkloric creatures like trolls, fairies, and elves, and he’s careful not to disturb rocks or trees out of respect for them. He’s passionate about environmental preservation and fascinated by Norse mythology and sagas. While he doesn’t publicly identify as a practicing pagan, he occasionally dabbles in folk magic. These interests, along with his deeply introverted habits and daydreaming nature, make him feel like someone stuck in another time. His brothers don't waste the opportunity to call him plain odd because of it, though.

Sigurd lives an active lifestyle. He skis, runs marathons, sails, and fishes — again subtly flexing with his high-quality fishing and hiking gear and regularly making trips to the northern wilderness. Back home, he goes for morning runs before sunrise, wearing reflective gear and a headlamp, preferring the peace of empty trails. In winter, he swaps running shoes for skis. Sigurd is sometimes seen as a kind of patron of sports, being the face of campaigns encouraging people of all ages to stay active. He loves attending sporting events and is always touched when asked to present awards and give speeches. He’s especially proud of working with youth sports organizations and anti-bullying campaigns.

Despite appearing like the poster boy for healthy living, Sigurd’s diet is another story. He survives on a strange mix of comfort foods — sugar-free cola, tacos, waffles, and frozen pizza, to name a few. He’s a decent cook but rarely strays from the few meals he enjoys. He’s not big on sweets, but he won’t turn down a piece of kransekake or anything almond-flavored. However, during hikes, he must carry a chocolate bar with him, which he'll open at the top of the mountain, resting for a moment and taking in the stunning view.

Sigurd also has a rich musical side — he plays the violin. In his youth, he would entertain others with his fiddle, providing atmosphere for celebrations. But most importantly, the instrument was a tool through which he could hone his skills and earn recognition. These days, he’s fascinated by electric violins. Sigurd enjoys emotional rock ballads and epic instrumental music. But once he’s drunk, he’ll sing along to Norwegian party songs with all his heart. He can become quite the loud party animal when intoxicated — but firmly denies it if teased.

Sigurd’s speaking voice is calm and airy, and he has a beautiful, soft singing voice. He has even been asked to narrate audiobooks of Norwegian literature classics. In quieter moments, he enjoys knitting and watching odd TV shows while curled up in his chilly living room. He developed an interest in roleplay and fantasy games in the 1970s and would gladly do it more often with the right group of friends. He’s also a cat person and adores kittens. He has two Norwegian Forest cats named Olaf and Mons.

As the youngest of the three brothers, Sigurd sometimes struggles with being compared to Magnus or Björn, becoming visibly upset and defensive about it. During his childhood, he had to fight for attention just to be seen and valued, but he rarely received the recognition that his brothers often did. Maybe that’s why he’s so fiercely competitive. Sigurd is always ready to join a friendly sports match — so long as he thinks he has a shot at winning. Even the most peaceful beach day tends to turn into a spontaneous contest, with Sigurd pestering someone to time his swim to settle once and for all whether he’s faster than Magnus or Björn. The same applies to chess, which Sigurd is insanely good at, or other strategic board games. Game nights in their family can thus turn rather chaotic very fast.

Sigurd isn’t particularly tidy either. After long fishing or hiking trips, he’ll barge into Björn’s place and flop onto the couch without a second thought, opening a bag of chips, still covered in travel grime. Naturally, Björn whines at him about it. But in true Sigurd fashion, he just shrugs and grins, teasing his way out of the scolding.

Sigurd’s view of his own immortality has shifted over the years, but his role as a representative of Norway has always given him a sense of purpose and motivation. He’s had bad experiences with other immortals, so he tends to seek meaning and comfort in his work — representing something he truly values. He wants to focus on what matters to him, finally pursuing his own goals instead of being held back by others. His job has strengthened his sense of self and purpose. While his responsibilities can feel limiting at times, he can recognize his immortality's nuances and appreciate the good sides of it.

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Relationships

Sigurd is a reserved guy who doesn't have many deep friendships outside of his family. Most of the time, he hangs out with Björn — which is maybe a bit embarrassing for him. Sigurd doesn't like parties or big social gatherings, as he feels most people end up invading his personal space, thus making him uncomfortable. Also, his social battery runs out extremely fast. While he prefers to keep to himself, he has a strange kind of charm that draws people to him.

With such a massive coastline, Sigurd sees the Atlantic as his home and has good relations with fellow Atlantic nations. He has traveled far and wide, and generally, the Commonwealth countries have been friendly toward him, often allying with him on various matters. He sometimes goes on skiing trips with Switzerland, Liechtenstein, or Austria, as they bond over mountains and ski-related sports. They get along surprisingly well, as long as Sigurd’s silence doesn’t bother them. New Zealand is another outdoor enthusiast Sigurd gets along with — an unlikely friend from the other side of the globe.

Sigurd is usually the first to point out that Björn and Magnus have gotten old and aren't nearly as fun as they used to be. Perhaps he just doesn’t like being reminded of the passage of time or of how comfortably others have settled into ordinary lives. He feels like he’s only just now gotten his own life on track! The idea of having children or getting married doesn’t appeal to him at all. These days, he cherishes his freedom and self-reliance, which he desperately aspired for so long.

Sweden / Björn The core aspect of Sigurd's and Björn's dynamic is the love-hate relationship. They love to annoy the hell out of their söta bror, their sweet brother. They’ll nag each other nonstop and drive one another crazy all day, yet still spend the night talking, braiding each other's hair, and falling asleep in the same bed. At the same time, they constantly mock each other for being copycats, always blaming the other for mimicking their style or stealing their stuff. After all, what’s worse than being constantly compared to your sibling? Björn and Sigurd grew relatively close and spent a lot of time together growing up. They were just as competitive then as they are now; it’s definitely a trait that developed in their childhood. Both had to make do with limited resources, so competition was sometimes necessary, maybe even encouraged. Nowadays, they’ll compare anything: who has the better car, the greener yard, more birthday wishes on social media. They never seem to tire of the comparisons, though everyone else around them certainly does. But truthfully, they’d do anything for one another if it came down to it; their nagging is just a weird combination of their love languages. While they complain about the other’s incompetence and lack of brains, they still show up when needed, no questions asked. They just can’t bring themselves to admit they care; it’s too corny, not their style at all. They’ve been in various unions throughout history, though rarely by choice. Those unions have definitely left a mark, and there have been times when their relationship was seriously strained. While Sigurd usually ends up being the voice of reason around Magnus and keeps an eye on him, with Björn, he lets himself be unapologetically bothersome. Björn sometimes calls Sigurd slow and out of touch, like he’s stuck a few centuries behind. Björn can be nitpicky and meticulous, which drives Sigurd crazy. To Sigurd, Björn is a perfectionist who’s always trying to keep up appearances, even during the worst of times. Even now, Björn has a tendency to meddle in other people’s business; Björn might scold Sigurd for how he treats his little brother Eiríkur, but Sigurd will snap back and tell him it’s none of his business. On the flip side, Sigurd’s free-spirited nature and lack of structure drive Björn mad. Sigurd is strong-willed and hard to cooperate with once his mind is set on something. He’s opinionated but keeps things bottled up, which leads to spiteful and inconsiderate behavior when things don’t go his way. His antisocial tendencies and bluntness can be frustrating and even embarrassing for Björn, especially since Björn himself is so conflict-avoidant and tries to keep everyone happy. Despite those unions, however strained, they have created a strange dependency between them. Even when they’re at odds, they try to understand what the other is going through, comforting each other at their worst. Their interests and hobbies are pretty similar, so it’s no surprise they spend so much of their free time together. Neither of them does well in big crowds, and they both deeply appreciate the calm, casual atmosphere they share when it’s just the two of them. They can sit in silence doing nothing, and that’s more than enough. Though Sigurd still occasionally tries to inject a little adventure into his brother’s routine. Nature is their shared escape, and they go hiking, skiing, or kayaking when they can. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

Denmark / Magnus Magnus and Sigurd still share a deep emotional bond that's unique to them. They’re able to speak rather openly about their worries and offer each other genuine advice. Magnus relies on Sigurd and holds him in high regard, being the best friend Magnus would trust with his life. Sigurd, on the other hand, doesn’t quite share the same enthusiastic view. He keeps his distance when he can and doesn't always give in to Magnus’s wild proposals. Still, Magnus sees Sigurd as a constant in his life, someone who always has his back, no matter what. Magnus can get lost in his own world at times, forgetting things or getting distracted, so Sigurd ends up following behind to clean up the mess — just as he always has. It annoys Sigurd, but he knows Magnus doesn’t do it out of selfishness, and he’s learned to live with it. Together, Magnus and Sigurd are something of a comedic duo. Magnus's wild schemes test Sigurd's patience every single time and put them on some kind of adventure. Sigurd has learned to say "Magnus, no" almost instinctively to everything, but if nothing else, he keeps an eye to ensure Magnus doesn't get into too much trouble. Whenever Sigurd helps him out of a mess, Magnus showers him with gratitude—until he inevitably drags Sigurd back into his mess again. That’s probably why Magnus instinctively turns to Sigurd with every problem, even when it would make more sense to ask Björn. Only Sigurd seems to know how to talk him down and help him understand even the messiest of situations. Magnus tends to worry on Sigurd’s behalf — a habit Sigurd doesn’t appreciate due to past experiences with Magnus’s more controlling tendencies. But Magnus’s intentions are good; he simply wants to help and offer support. Accepting that help, though, is a real challenge for Sigurd. Magnus knows Sigurd has a tendency to bottle things up and fall into depressive episodes, and it’s something he’s quietly concerned about. He tries to keep Sigurd’s spirits up and remind him of the brighter side of life. They often visit each other’s places, though for entirely different reasons, and as a result, they end up spending a lot of time together. Sigurd often thinks Magnus’s way of doing things is ridiculous — but he gets a good laugh when he puts Magnus on skis or drags him up a mountain, watching him struggle through the harsh winter terrain. Magnus, for his part, is just happy to be entertaining. Sigurd cares about Magnus, too, in his own quiet way. He’s just learned to set boundaries so Magnus doesn’t walk all over him. He knows how much he means to Magnus, so he can’t bring himself to be too cold or dismissive. He’ll help when asked but won’t hesitate to scold Magnus to keep him in check. Magnus knows he wasn’t always the best to Sigurd in the past, so he tends to be pretty laid-back when Sigurd teases or mocks him. As much as Sigurd has had to put up with Magnus, he doesn’t hold a grudge—not even when he easily could. They’ve worked through their past issues more than once and, for the most part, moved on. And no matter how much Sigurd complains about Magnus’s constant presence in his life, he always answers the phone when Magnus calls—and always shows up when asked. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

Finland / Timo Sigurd and Timo get along remarkably well, sharing a number of common interests, like winter sports and music, that give them easy ground to bond over. Sigurd is unusually generous with Timo, often lending him gear or bringing him over-the-top gifts, which Magnus and Björn find unfair, as they’re not given such privileges. Sigurd insists that Timo is simply more trustworthy, and he trusts Timo to handle his stuff with care. Sigurd and Timo tend to drift to the sidelines during gatherings, content to sit with a cup of coffee and talk quietly. They have been through similar experiences they can both relate to, and thus far, they haven’t provoked one another too badly, making their friendship rather drama-free. Timo has always admired Sigurd, ever since they were young. There was something distant and mysterious about him that made Timo want to get closer, mimicking Sigurd in little ways, trying to be more like him. That admiration hasn’t really faded; Timo still sees Sigurd as someone effortlessly cool, someone worth looking up to. He follows his lead with almost blind loyalty, always ready to join him on hikes or fishing trips with eager enthusiasm. Sigurd, in turn, finds Timo’s stories amusing and his quiet resilience endearing. They’re not each other’s first pick when it comes to social plans, but when they do spend time together, they genuinely enjoy it. Sigurd appreciates how easy it is to be around Timo, how he laughs at his dry jabs about Björn or follows along with his plans without needing to be convinced. Sometimes, though, Timo’s passivity and eagerness to please clash with Sigurd’s snarkiness and competitive streak. He feels a bit guilty if he's being too sarcastic with him. Timo’s too kind to push back, and more often than not, the sass may go completely over his head. Because of that, Sigurd holds back more than he does with others. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

Iceland / Eiríkur Sigurd has never been good at parenting or taking responsibility for others, so he has a lot of regrets concerning Eiríkur. He has always known Eiríkur is his brother but has never been able to connect with him. That doesn't mean he doesn't care about the kid, but Sigurd just never found a way to claim that big brother status. They're very similar in nature, but that also means they're both bad at communicating and prefer to keep everything in. Nowadays, Eiríkur sometimes insists on his independence with the same stubborn pride Sigurd once had, insisting he doesn’t need anyone fussing over him. Sigurd respects that space, but his distance can unintentionally reinforce Eiríkur’s fears regarding Sigurd. The irony isn’t lost as each is trying, in their own clumsy way, to protect the other from disappointment. Sigurd's attempt to reclaim their lost bond is sometimes irritating to Eiríkur, even though he knows it shouldn't be. He just has lots of disappointing memories when it comes to his brother, which is the reason for his underlying insecurities between them, like the lingering fear that Sigurd might disappear again, as he has before. On the other hand, Sigurd has always given Eiríkur the freedom Magnus never knew how to give. He took Eiríkur on long trips and taught him necessary life skills that gave him the critical tools to survive on his own. Eiríkur adored Sigurd growing up, always choosing him over anyone else. He used to light up at the mere mention of Sigurd’s name and grew jealous if someone else claimed his brother’s attention. When Eiríkur was nervous or unsure as a child, Sigurd would tell him fantastical stories and restore hope in him, uniting them through their shared love for stories and imagination. When Sigurd was bedridden by the plague, little Eiríkur stood by him. He would sit by his bed, read books, and talk to him, as they'd tell each other stories. Eiríkur could bring Sigurd messages and meals while occasionally spying on Magnus and Björn, reporting back what they were planning. But other days, Sigurd was too ashamed or tired to even let Eiríkur into his room, giving the poor kid mixed signals on what he was supposed to do. Many times, Sigurd's own need for autonomy took precedence over his responsibilities to Eiríkur — desperate attempts to hold on to the few meaningful tasks that gave him a sense of purpose. Sometimes, the choices weren’t even Sigurd’s to make, as orders from above pulled him away. There were days when Eiríkur expected Sigurd to come and visit him, waiting patiently at the harbor, watching every ship that came in, expecting his brother to step off the deck from one of them. But he didn’t. Eventually, Eiríkur learned not to get his hopes up, but the disappointment carved itself into him, leaving a quiet scar that never fully faded. Sigurd feels immense regret for not being there when Eiríkur was small, left alone on a harsh island during his most formative years. But Sigurd was only a teenager himself then. Even if he had been there, he doubts he would’ve been the role model Eiríkur needed. Still, the guilt lingers, and he tries to make up for it in the present. They go camping and fishing when time allows, returning to the wild places where they feel most at ease. Around the campfire, they talk about the past. Eiríkur is endlessly curious about their roots and history, and Sigurd does his best to help, though time has eroded many of his memories. Sigurd wants to make sure his brother has what he needs, that he’s equipped to live better, freer, and more fulfilled than Sigurd ever was. But expressing love has never come easily to him, so instead of words, he keeps buying things for Eiríkur, always asking if he has everything he needs, which Eiríkur insists he does. Both Sigurd and Eiríkur have regrets and disappointments regarding their shared past, but they will always have that unique family bond no one can take away from them. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

England / Arthur Both Sigurd and Arthur are old friends who go way back, bound by years of cooperation. Both are ambitious by nature and aware of what they want, yet not always the best at being emotionally present or vulnerable. In many ways, their similarities make their friendship feel effortless. Sigurd has always seen Arthur as a respectable peer, someone who understands and sees Sigurd’s effort. Over the years, Arthur has supported Sigurd during some of the most difficult periods of his life, offering help when people wouldn’t expect him to. While Arthur has managed to get on many people's wrong sides and people's opinion isn't always favorable of him, Sigurd has gotten rare glimpses of a softer Arthur that very few get to see. They often collaborate closely, especially in matters of work, and there's a warmth to their friendship that shows most in small gestures. Sigurd, for instance, never misses the chance to go all out with Christmas gifts. And while Arthur is often busy and hard to pin down, he never turns down the chance to share a drink with his quiet old friend. However, sometimes Sigurd is faced with an awkward position due to Arthur’s and Eiríkur’s disinterest in one another, as he doesn’t want to seem like he’s siding with one over the other. Arthur and Eiríkur just don't really get along, but for the sake of Sigurd, they try to at least pretend. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

Ireland / Saoirse Saoirse's and Sigurd's histories are deeply intertwined, shaped by tensions and collaborations between their former peers. Saoirse, sharp-tongued and quick-witted, didn’t exactly warm up to the Norseman right away. But even back then, she had a sense of humor that cut through his cold exterior. She also had a fearless spark that challenged him in ways few others could. When he pushed her, she pushed back. When he played rough, she returned the energy with twice the force. Saoirse, too, has always loved storytelling and music, talents that Sigurd has long admired from a distance. Her creativity and charisma drew him in, even if he didn’t always know how to say it. During their time in America, the two reconnected as adults, finding more common ground than before. The noisy rivalry of childhood gave way to a friendship marked by loyalty and a shared determination to survive in a new harsh situation. Nowadays, Saoirse teases Sigurd every now and then, especially when he’s in the presence of Arthur or Alasdair. This is to remind them he’s an old friend of hers too! Unfortunately, Saoirse has a knack for sniffing out gossip, so Sigurd has to keep his guard up around her to make sure his secrets stay buried, for now. ─•~❉᯽❉~•─

Scotland / Alasdair Alasdair and Sigurd have known each other for as long as either of them can remember. From the very beginning, their relationship was shaped by the tensions from deep-rooted rivalries. First impressions were tainted by prejudice but also riddled by a persistent curiosity. As children, they played together despite the tension — sometimes too rough, ending in scratches and one of them running off in tears. And yet, no matter how many times they separated, that pull toward one another never quite faded.  In those early days, Sigurd was bolder, at times impossible to handle. A menace in the eyes of many, especially during the chaos of the Middle Ages. Alasdair, by contrast, was already brimming with pride and an unshakable sense of confidence, always standing tall even when others tried to cut him down. His fierce spirit and charisma fascinated Sigurd, while Alasdair was equally intrigued by Sigurd’s mysteriousness. But Sigurd's path got complicated. Tied down by the demands of centralized rule and weakened by the plague, he found himself trapped within constraining unions and a loss of influence that left him weak and apathetic. During the Kalmar Union, his failing health and desperation to retain a sliver of autonomy left him too afraid to meet many of his peers, feeling like a shadow of his former self. And yet, when Alasdair reappeared in his life, something shifted. The Scot’s energy offered Sigurd comfort and relief, giving him a brief escapism from his state. In another timeline, perhaps they would have worked together more, built something lasting through alliances, but history had other plans. Even when political duties kept them apart, they remained close via handwritten letters, with something unspoken lingering between them. During occasional meetings, whether by trade or diplomatic visits, their connection only deepened. A quiet, persistent yearning began to take root, romantic in nature but carefully concealed beneath layers of duty, uncertainty, and timing that never quite lined up. It wasn’t until the 19th century that they found themselves drawn together again — both of them older, hardened by experience. Sigurd, now part of yet another union, was fighting more fiercely than ever to carve out his independence, while Alasdair was navigating his own path through the tides of industrialization and being more tightly cooperative (or controlled) through his siblings. The two of them crossed paths more frequently, and this time, their bond became something unapologetically intimate, though still kept from public view. Their relationship became a quiet rebellion, a way to find solace while being drowned by decisions made above their heads. Neither of them asked for the roles they inherited, but in each other, they found a rare compassion and freedom. Even now, they continue to see one another — no longer as secretive as they once were, but still careful. Their relationship is unconventional, perhaps even unserious to some, but it works. Neither is in a rush to settle down. Sometimes, they both wish history had been kinder to them. But then again, they've never let fate stop them from trying. After all, it’s a rare privilege to love someone since childhood and still have eternity to figure it all out.

─•~❉᯽❉~•─

[the-starflower]

Regarding this post: I realise this is blasphemy of the highest order but... Scandinavian Gale kinda works for me *ducks*

I myself am northern Scandinavian and all that's missing is a plaid flannel shirt, both arms covered in tattoos, and a pouch of snus stuffed under his upper lip and he's every man where I live.

We have a lot of metalheads here, so I gave him the appropriate long loose hair and now he looks like at least 3 of my exes LMAO 😂😂😂

It's not Gale Dekarios but... Geir Dahlberg? A distant cousin?

Unlike Gale, the chronic yapper, Geir here barely speaks at all. At least not to strangers. At least not sober. And he most certainly doesn't wave his hands around while talking. Once you break through the aloof surface and he sees you as a friend, he turns into a yapper as well tho. And a hugger. Be warned.

Instead of a tressym he has a big hairy dog/wolverine/werewolf named Bella, Sigge, Ludde or something along those lines. It's a lot friendlier than it looks.

He's definitely a wizard. Geir may look like a country hick but he has an analytical mind and hey, university is free where he's from! He throws a mean Ice Storm.

His wizard's tower wouldn't be in the big city but out in the woods somewhere. With at least 2 of whatever is the Faerûnian equivalent to snowmobiles parked out by the barn. No, he doesn't keep livestock or grow crops, but he has a barn. It's full of fishing equipment, and old non-functioning machinery of unclear origin that he claims he's gonna fix (he won't).

Instead of wine he drinks very expensive beer and very cheap vodka - in amounts that would label him an alcoholic in almost any other part of the world.

People think he's an atheist but that isn't exactly true. He knows the gods are there and are all-powerful, he just doesn't have any trust or respect for them. Mystra can go fuck herself because he sure won't.

He'll fuck any mortal though. He may not speak, but he will screw.

[thebrightestlodge]

Arcanophage Eivor

Hunter. Trapper. Hag.

A hag skilled in hunting magical animals (talking, cursed, or blessed), and eating them til there's nothing left. As long as she can ponder and suck on her fingers to figure out a weakness, she'll always catch her quarry ...

Eivor is from the same story/world as Sigg. A world that's dark, weird, and greasy and there's a decent amount of horrible women who love to consume ...

[dailyedvinryding]

New podcast with Edvin Ryding and Felicia Maxime

[omarera]

Below is a long text. The reason I share this is that I think the article below gives a great insight into Swedish culture and debate climate and views of celebrities taking stands in political issues. I think it is a good to read for those who demand the Swedish cast to actively speak out on different political issues.

It also touches upon Sigge and Alex podcast. I am frustrated to see the polarization and cancel culture and also the narrative of Sigge as a Zionist based on that he followed some Insta accounts. And also Edvin and Felicia being labeled Zionists by association. Maybe the article can give some perspectives.

Sigge Eklund is a provocative person, and his and Alex Schulman’s pod is both popular and controversial. You kind of either love them or hate them, or both. They are both authors, both outspoken what I would call leftists, Alex for example write columns that are very leftist. They are also quite full of themselves and can be very condescending to others and also take ideas and concepts to extremes to prove points. Their takes are often debated. There is a bit of irony in that they have received criticism for not standing up for Israel and stated they were against Hamas attack and now Sigge also being accused of being a Zionists. Sigge is criticized from both sides.

With that said, below is a translation of an article from SvD, one of Swedens large morning papers. It discusses Swedes silence. It shows how celebrities that do speak up are treated in Sweden. Let’s just say they are shot down. Swedes don’t have a tradition of appreciating celebrities to speak up on subjects they are not fully educated on. It’s so easy to get lost. But also that we need to talk about but it’s so damn difficult.

The article below is from Nov 25th 2023. It’s also important to consider when reading it. I still think it showcase Swedish culture really well and our debate climate and view on celebs speaking up and how polarized and infected and hard the long ongoing Israel-Palestine conflict (now genocide) is for us to discuss.

link to article it’s probably locked for non-subscribers.

“That's why I keep quiet about the war"

During a dinner Björn Werner (the author of the article) was at recently, the question came up. The one that not only cuts through the public debate but is strong enough to tear apart friendships and social nets and relationships.

Alex Schulman's voice chokes with anxiety. He stabs himself. And stakes himself again.

"It freezes me now when I hear you're going to talk about it."

Now it must be done. Sigge Eklund has taken the plunge. They will talk about the ongoing war between Israel and Hamas.

It's fast. Just a few minutes. A gentle ripple in a podcast of over an hour. Like few others in public Sweden, the two men are otherwise always carefree open with what they think and feel. Bridges to important colleagues, friends and acquaintances are burned in every other episode. They do everything for the content. But not now.

It is at the very beginning of the war. Barely a week since Hamas kidnapped women, children and the elderly and brutally murdered 1,200 Israelis. Israel's intense bombing campaign has only been going on for a few days. Nevertheless, the Swedish debate about the Israel-Palestine conflict is so feverish that the two seasoned authors and media men prefer not to talk about it.

"I hardly think it can be done without arousing so much hatred that in the end it won't be worth it," Schulman continues.

Eklund basically agrees:

"I've really felt at a loss for words," he replies and goes on to explain that it's not because he doesn't have anything to say, but that he himself doesn't know exactly what he's going to say once he starts. The feelings are too strong.

It is, of course, easy to call the podduo cowards. That they want to wriggle out of this deeply polarized conflict without clashing with anyone – whether listeners or advertisers. But in that case they are not alone.

There are many who, for social and understandable reasons, avoid the question. The price of taking a stand can be very high. For one thing, what one says can be taken out of one's mouth and reshaped into something grotesque and ugly. For one thing, the risk of losing control over one's own emotions is great. Then it is easy to end up wrong. To say wrong.

An abyss you like to avoid thinking about and talking about, if you can.

During a dinner I attended recently, the question came up. Someone admitted that he "sympathizes with Israel's cause here." Another then raised his hand: "I don't agree with that, and I think we should leave it like that, so it will be nicer." The entire table nodded in agreement. Everyone exhaled. A similar dynamic exists in the group chats I'm in, which have morphed from lively, fun conversations to cautious, polite flirting. Everyone sees the dark clouds towering. Nobody wants to see the rain fall.

A lot of this depends, I think, on the complexity of the situation. The vast majority of people outside the Israel-Palestine conflict are touchingly in agreement that it is terrible for all innocent people to die, regardless of nationality. It is all the more difficult to navigate beyond this single, self-evident opinion. Because one needs to have one after all. In everything else it is more difficult. They are looking for a scapegoat. The violence can't just happen? It must be someone's fault. Demanding a ceasefire also leads to the natural follow-up question: and then?

In both the issue of guilt and in the conversation about the future, dangers lurk wherever you turn: those who rush forward without a map and compass risk quickly running into both anti-Semitic and Islamophobic cuts.

Not that it is necessarily easier for those who actually take the time to read up on the issue. Is it about a multi-thousand-year European oppression of Jews? That Arab leaders have consistently refused to accept Israel's existence since the UN proclaimed the state in 1948? Is it the fault of the many Jewish settlers who drove Palestinians from their homes? Arab countries that in turn expelled Jews from theirs? That Palestinians by both Israel and Arab countries are used as a real political playing cards? Netanyahu? Hamas? It's just a matter of choosing. Everything is right – at the same time.

Whatever you think, however educated you are, there is always a weighty opinion that speaks for the opposite of what you have come to.

The situation is bizarre. Despite the fact that there is a terrible conflict going on where innocent children are killed daily, it is therefore a socially viable, perhaps even wise, strategy to just keep quiet.

the public also has results on how it goes for those who speak first and think later. When 160 celebrities signed a petition to stop the bombing of Gaza, they came under fire for not showing the same commitment during Hamas' massacre of Israelis. Artist Stina Wollter's star now appears to be falling after she mixed up her commitment to Palestinian children with anti-Semitic conspiracy theories. And the competence of the Green Party's Märta Stenevis is being questioned because she liked Stina Wollter's (not entirely clear) apology.

It is quite unusual for external events to cut so deeply into interpersonal relationships. Not least in the consensus-seeking country Sweden, which is otherwise known for its lukewarm political temperament. While the 1968 movement in Paris led to street battles between students and police, the student movement in Stockholm occupied its own union building. When Sweden, after 200 years of non-alignment, joins NATO, everyone just sighs amicably. The war in Ukraine has, if anything, acted as a unifying force, where people from left to right could confidently state that the world in this particular case really is black and white.

But there is a force in the Israel-Palestine conflict that is strong enough to tear apart the social net and relationships. Partly because of the horrific images we are all exposed to, but also because of the historically deeply infected nature of the issue. It's all starting to resemble the climate of debate in Britain about Brexit, which went to such levels that the prestigious British etiquette magazine Tatler raised the topic as one of twelve things you absolutely should not talk about at the dinner table.

Anyone who puts their faith in the ability of public discourse to unravel complex events also has nothing to gain from the issue of Israel-Palestine. The ongoing debate has quickly degenerated into a hopeless meta-debate about who thinks the most "wrong". The amount of constructive, well-read and nuanced posts that have been put forward since Hamas's attack on Israel on October 7 and Israel's subsequent bombing of Gaza can be counted on the fingers of one hand. Expressen's Per Wirtén succeeds, through a combination of solid humanism and understanding of the matter, to tackle the subject in a dignified way. Another is SvD's Elaf Ali, who from his personal perspective testifies to the polarization in the Swedish debate.

But - the more texts are about things that could just as easily take place at a dinner with a lost footing. There and in social media, the waves are high. Are leftists anti-Semitic because they react more strongly to Israel's attacks than to Hamas? Are right-wing debaters really Islamophobes, because they so fervently defend Israel while at the same time advocating cooperation with the newly anti-Semitic SD?

Who is foolish enough to stick their head into this hornet's nest willingly?

Maybe Alex and Sigge are doing the only reasonable thing. Despite one's instincts screaming to react when news of dead children sweeps by, there is not much to say – because hardly anything can be said without being taken as revenue for something else. But the question is whether it is even possible to be silent. According to today's twisted logic, there is also something to be said.

Shortly after "Alex and Sigge's podcast" was published, the right-wing comedian Aron Flam responded to X (recently on Twitter): "So Alex Schulman cannot condemn murder, torture and rape? Hard to say anything about murdering women, young, old, pregnant, babies? Speaking. He who is otherwise so full of goodness.”

And it hasn't stopped there. In a later episode, both podcasts return to the consequences of not taking a stand. Their social media inboxes are overflowing with anger.

Swedes are one of the world's most educated peoples, and at least until very recently formally non-aligned. The majority have few personal connections to either the millennial suffering of Jews or the Palestinian people's quest for their own state formation.

If even a remote, frostbitten nation of newly urbanized farmers can't pull themselves together, who can? If even we can't talk to each other, then who can?

[my-favourite-zhent]

Gimme Izzy 🖊 [this is a threat uwu]

Sigge I asked for this and yet I froze in panic when I got the ask! I am the architect of my own destruction.

Hmm what have I not said about Izzy yet? For all her love of history she doesn't know much of her family tree. Her dad had kept a few trinkets from better days but never talked about his line.

An old Tharrian family, originally from Glister, the constant orc and ogre raids convinced the Cornacchias to eventually migrate to Phlan just across the border, shortly after the fall of the human kingdom of Thar. For a few generations they were a rather respectable merchant family dealing mainly in gems. They traded all along the Moonsea and even as far south as Vilhon Reach. It was for these reasons that Izzy's father had a penchant for travel and an aptitude for languages that he passed onto his daughter.

The family was never vastly wealthy but did well enough that the children could study abroad if they showed an aptitude as was the case with her father.

Unfortunately the family fell on hard times. Many of the family's younger members were killed by blood orcs in caravan raids and what goods did survive were heavily *taxed* by the Zhentarim.

Izzy's father returned from school to find the family in shambles. With the help of the cook, a gruff but cunning woman who he would go on to marry, he managed to pool what resources were left to look after his aunt and parents until they passed.

With nothing left for them in Phlan the duo returned to Waterdeep where he continued his studies and Izzy's mother began hers, having been inspired by him during their time caring for his parents.

They worked on several prominent digs before settling into professorships when Izzy's mother became pregnant with her. When Izzy was old enough to travel they began field work again while working semesters at the university.

The family did return to Phlan on occasion to visit her mother's relatives.

(okay this was technically her folks but now you know stuff she doesn't!)

Thank you for the ask! ❤️

[sigg-vbj]

First encounter (Part 1)

Funny thing is, Bakugo and Vanessa's first encounter wasn’t at UA at all—it was during their middle school years. Let’s dive into it.

Vanessa took this route to school every day. She knew it like the back of her hand—every twist, every turn, every little shortcut. So, when she spotted a group of middle school boys loitering along her path, it struck her as strange. Perhaps it was just a coincidence. She hoped it was the last time.

As she continued her walk, an unpleasant odor filled her nostrils—cigarette smoke. The acrid scent made her scrunch up her nose in disgust. She quickened her pace, trying to bypass the group of three boys. As she did, they were visibly startled, their conversation halting abruptly. Except for one.

"The hell’s your problem sneakin’ up on people like that?!" one of the boys barked. Vanessa knew they were more upset about the fact they shouldn’t have been smoking rather than her sudden appearance. They probably mistook her for an authority figure.

She wasn’t one for confrontation, so she simply turned and walked away, increasing the distance between them.

"Hey man, you think she’s gonna tell anyone?" one of them asked, snuffing out the cigarette. The blonde-haired, red-eyed boy, whose reputation was infamous around these parts, grunted in irritation. "Don’t know, but I told ya to stop smoking around me," he snapped. "Can’t walk around smelling like you idiots."

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The following day, Vanessa took her usual route home, hoping yesterday’s encounter was a fluke. But as she approached the familiar path, she spotted one of the boys from the previous day. He was alone, waiting by the roadside, his posture rigid and watchful. Vanessa’s senses were on high alert.

The sound of a twig snapping under her shoe made him turn his head. He noticed her immediately and stepped into her path, blocking her way with a nonchalant smirk.

"You're in the way," Vanessa said, her voice calm but firm.

"So?" he replied, his tone dripping with arrogance.

"I need to pass."

"Tough shit."

Vanessa stared up at him, her eyes narrowing with irritation. His smug aura was infuriating. "You got a problem? You wanna fight?" she asked, her face a mask of cool indifference. The fire in her eyes caught his attention, and his smirk widened.

"Fight? You?! HA!" he laughed, his hand coming up to cover his mouth as he shook with mirth. "That’s the funniest shit I’ve heard all day!" But Vanessa didn’t join in the laughter.

"Real talk," he said, his tone shifting to a more serious note. "I came here to make sure you don’t snitch." He was referring to the previous day’s cigarette incident.

"I don’t care."

"I don’t believe you."

"Believe what you want."

Vanessa tried to sidestep him, but he moved to block her right. She tried the left, and he did the same. What he wasn’t prepared for was her sudden, fluid leap over him. Her agility took him by surprise, and his eyes widened in disbelief as she landed gracefully on the other side.

Before he could react, Vanessa took off in a sprint. "OI! Get back here!" he yelled, and thus began an unexpected chase through the winding streets. (Part 2 Link) https://www.tumblr.com/sigg-vbj/755968379616149504/first-encounter-part-2?source=share

[mothstache]

I may not kirbypost like I used to but nothing will ever take away the fact that I'm the Haltmann Guy. I may have gone through villain arcs and cringe arcs throughout my time in the fandom but for nearly 3 years I was the Haltmann Guy and that is an integral part of my identity. I love my fuckass shark husband

[edvinception]

Just finished the podcast. I liked it alot. They didn't talk anything about apoy really. Just that they worked on it but nothing related to the story.

Sigge said he wanted to make it because he loves young adult movies so much. The theme was young adult movies and they talked about them, mostly focusing on the ones on prime videos.

They talked a bit about Edvin's career but mostly about how it feels being recognised and never be invisible.

They also talked about a few of his roles and he said he gets very touched when he saw a picture of himself has Fabian when he was 5 years old.

They asked him what his worst character was and he said Sylvester in Julkalendern. He said he wasn't happy with his performance. They also asked about his best but he never answered because they got side tracked.

[bogarielfrogariel]

apparently i never uploaded any pics of her which is unbelievable. so here are screenshots of my girl sigg... she's a tank. total meathead. does her best to be chaotic good but is also terminally weak for hot evil women and she loves to be like "hold my beer". she's like 7' tall and doesn't talk much because she has a large scar over her mouth that makes some sounds difficult. but she is soooooooooo nice. her deepest wish is to be a stay at home dad and spend all day slaving over a hot stove for her wife and kids. she's a werewolf and a vampire and has a 17 weed smoking girlfriends

her full name is sigourney gevaudan, she's originally from high rock but moved with her family to morthal when she was young. she joins the stormcloaks but quickly loses faith in ulfric's capability to rule. she will eventually challenge him for the throne like he once challenged torygg. and if i have anything to say about it she'll WIN

[kattahj]

Get to know me ask game

@pandasmagorica and @waitmyturtles both tagged me with slightly different versions. I'm going with @waitmyturtles' version, but as @pandasmagorica pointed out, bolding alone doesn't show up with screen readers, so I've added "bolded" to the ones I've bolded (and sometimes a modifier).

RULES: bold the ones that are true & tag 10 people to do it.

APPEARANCE

blonde hair (no, but did as a child) // I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing (bolded) // I have one or more piercings (bolded - but I only have them in my ears) // I have at least one tattoo (bolded - three) // I have dyed or highlighted my hair (no - but did previously) // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces (bolded, though I'm unsure if the removable kind I had counts as "braces" or if it's called something else) // I sunburn easily (bolded - my only available skin colours are boiled codfish or boiled crabfish) // I have freckles (bolded - but my other moles/beauty spots are more visible, I'm a freaking star chart) // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball hats backwards (bolded - sometimes! It depends on which side of my head I need to protect from the sun)

HOBBIES & TALENTS

I play a sport // I can play an instrument (bolded - several, but not well) // I am artistic // I know more than one language (bolded - I have studied about a dozen, but am only fluent in two) // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition (bolded - but not any impressive ones *g*) // I can cook or bake without a recipe (bolded) // I know how to swim (bolded - I love swimming) // I enjoy writing (bolded - though perhaps it's more true to say I enjoy having written *g*) // I can do origami (bolded - sure, simple things like boxes) // I prefer movies to tv shows (bolded - but honestly, it's both, and as much of both as I have time for) // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing (bolded - I used to be in choirs back when I had the time) // I could survive in the wild on my own (italics - yes, I know it's cheating, but... how long are we talking here? Which wilds? What's the weather? I was a girl scout, but I was never a very good one.) // I have read a new book series this year (bolded - not a whole series, but I read the two first books in Jenny Jägerfeld's series about Sigge just last week) // I enjoy spending time with friends (bolded - not every day, though) // I travel during work or school breaks (bolded - a little bit, not very far. This summer, I made it to the next county over.)// I can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIP

I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year (bolded - sooo much longer than that!) // I have a crush // I have a best friend who I’ve known for ten years (bolded - I have known most of my friends longer than ten years. It's what happens at my age.) // my parents are together (bolded - 54 years of marriage and counting) // I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // I have a long distance relationship // I am an only child // I give advice to my friends (bolded - I guess I do sometimes? Not as a habit, I don't think.) // I have made an online friend (bolded - several) // I met up with someone I have met online (bolded - more than once, including that time I went across the Atlantic for it!)

AESTHETICS

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell (bolded - but it was a long time ago) // I have watched the sun rise (bolded - I remember especially Easter mornings in my youth) // I enjoy rainy days// I have slept under the stars // I meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // I enjoy the smell of the beach (bolded - but I like the forest even more) // I know what snow tastes like (bolded - though the first thing that came to mind when I saw this was "never eat yellow snow") // I listen to music to fall asleep // I enjoy thunderstorms (bolded - I do rather, as long as I'm inside!) // I enjoy cloud watching (bolded - but I don't do it habitually the way I did as a teen) // I have attended a bonfire (yes, but it's been a few years, I really should go out for Valborg next year!) // I pay close attention to colors // I find mystery in the ocean // I enjoy hiking on nature paths (italics - sometimes, if the weather's nice and it's not longer than four or five miles) // autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle (bolded) // I am the mom friend  (absolutely not, which is why it's unfortunate that I work in a school. I hate telling people what to do.) // I live by a certain quote  // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities (bolded - though that doesn't really exist as an adult, does it? But I volunteer for OTW translation and for a local film festival, I guess that counts.) // I enjoy Mexican food (Italics - I don't think I've ever eaten genuine Mexican food. I like tacos well enough? Don't usually cook it, though.) // I can drive a stick shift // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep (bolded - and at all other times) // I sing in the shower (bolded - and at other times too) // I wish I lived in a video game // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least 3 dogs

Tagging some mutuals who have appeared in my notes lately, apologies if anyone has already been tagged by others: @lena221bee @ryfkah @birdisland @shampoot @naapurinkissa @beccaelizabeth315 @pocket-elf @vierran45 @twiceturned

[natsoumi]

The Panel Talk "Female Perspectives" at Photo Basel フォトバーゼルで「女性の視座で」というパネルトークに参加しました。

Female Perspective

Fair curator / Elwira Spychalska Panelists:

Mirjam Cavegn (gallery Blodhalle owner https://www.bildhalle.ch/) Mirjam Portmann Sigg (collector) Natsoumi (artist) Photo by Heide SPRINGER

[edmarienism]

Making that bombastic speech about his stylist when they only met 4 months ago is ridiculous and so fake and embarassing.

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When Edvin becomes friends with the people he works with, he always goes over-the-top about them. Look at him talking about Adam, Paul, Sigge, and Felicia, for example. He acts like they're the best in their field (they are not). It's ridiculous, but that's probably why these people like him so much. Incredible promotion, I must say.

yeah