#visna

[candledotwick]

new fandom guys i'm autistic about a single sonic exe now

[sailingseals]

#5 Artfight Attacks!

AAAHHHH AARTFIGHT IS ENDING TOMORROW FOR ME.. sad.. Soo... Here's the last 5 for this year, it was nice attacking all of you hehe :3

Instagram: kana_m4fu The definitely and real angel, Ame!!

Twitter: jingleneko Is that... M-M-MIKU?!! Yep! Its Jingleneko's Soft Mikusona!!

Twitter, Instagram, & Toyhouse: yunomeii Who's that? Our lovely artist Meii!!

@cupcakewarp / deviantART, FurAffinity, & Toyhouse: cupcakewarp / Twitter: Cupcakewarp_VT / Instagram: glitch_izanami Hmm... Dont look so grumpy, Zazel!!

Twitter: v1sque / Instagram: vy.xqz whoa... Who are they? They seem to be star-struck to eachother.. Do they know that? Well these (very gay) partners are Visna & Orion!!

Once again THANK YOUUUH TO THOSE WHO ATTACKED ME BACK WITH YOUR LOVELY DRAWINGS.. i have been deafeted for sure.. teehee.. AND I KEEP SAYING THIS BUT I ENJOYED BEING ABLE TO PARTICIPATE HERE WAHH!! 💯 <3333

[astriiformes]

Wait okay, seeing as I made a bunch of you have Pentiment feelings with me tonight I have to share a song rec (and lyric translation, since it is not in English)

You all may remember I had to do a whole presentation on a Norwegian music group for my Norwegian language class last semester. It turned out the band I picked, a folk rock group called Glittertind, has a whole concept album they released on October 31st, 2017 to mark the 500th anniversary of the start of the Protestant Reformation.

Technically the album is inspired by the Norwegian Reformation, but it's not like there are a lot of concept albums out there about the Protestant Reformation to begin with, and there's enough, like, general existential reflection and metaphor in them that there's one song in particular, that really gives me some Pentiment (and Andreas Maler) feelings

(Also it's just a really good song)

Lyrics and translation under the cut:

Etter stormen såg eg ingenting Ingenting av alt eg såg Etter stormen dreiv eg rundt i ring Og undra på kor landet låg

Etter stormen blanke auge bar Himmelen så rar og bleik Etter stormen fann eg ingen svar Viljevarden visna veik

Eg kom drivande som båt i brann På dei blåe bylgjer knust i strand Eg drøymde ein draum Eg trudde var sann Eg livde eit liv Som forsvann

Etter stormen reiv ut ryggen min Såg eg ingen slott som skein Etter stormen ingen glitretind Såg eg ingen himmelheim

Eg var ’kje klar for denne kalde jord Eg var ’kje klar, eg hadde ingen ord

Eg drøymde ein draum Eg trudde var sann Eg livde eit liv Som forsvann

Eg ville flyge langt derifrå Ut til allheimen den blå Eg virra rundt i ein ynskjebrunn Og lengta etter mysterium

Sjå verda spinn bak det kvite-grå Med alle skapningar på skrå Me virrar rundt i ein ynskjebrunn Og lengtar etter mysterium

Eg var ’kje klar for denne kalde jord Eg var ’kje klar, eg hadde ingen ord

Eg drøymde ein draum Eg trudde var sann Eg livde eit liv Som forsvann

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After the storm I saw nothing Nothing in everything I saw After the storm I drifted around in circles And wondered where the land was After the storm, my vision was empty The sky looked strange and pale After the storm I found no answers My will to watch for them withered I came adrift like a boat on fire On the blue waves that broke on the beach I dreamed a dream I thought it was true I lived a life Which disappeared After the storm tore out my spine I didn't see any castles that shone After the storm, no glittering mountains I saw no heaven I wasn't ready for this cold earth I wasn't ready, I had no words I dreamed a dream I thought it was true I lived a life Which disappeared I want to fly far from there Out to the blue universe [wild blue yonder?] I stare, confused, in a wishing well And yearn for mystery See the world spinning behind the white-grey With all of creation lopsided I stare, confused, in a wishing well And yearn for mystery I wasn't ready for this cold earth I wasn't ready, I had no words I dreamed a dream I thought it was true I lived a life Which disappeared

[naufal-portofolio]

4 Rekomendasi Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Simple nan Elegan di Tangerang

2021

Menikah adalah event sekali seumur hidup. Jadi, segala hal harus dipersiapkan dengan terencana agar satu hari spesial tersebut menjadi berkesan. Terlebih untuk perempuan muslim, yang biasanya akan melakukan effort lebih dalam memilih gaun pengantin. Tidak hanya harus terlihat cantik, wedding dress juga harus nyaman dipakai dan tetap syar’i. Untuk muslimah di Tangerang yang masih bingung dalam mencari gaun pernikahan, berikut empat rekomendasi wedding dress muslim yang bisa dibeli atau disewa!

1. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Turki Klasik

- instagram: @banuawedding

- opsi gaun: Hanya Sewa

- range harga: mulai dari Rp500.000 / hari

- lokasi: Tangerang Selatan (Puspita Loka, BSD)

Gaun pengantin keluaran Banua Wedding dari series “Turkish Guzel” ini cocok sekali untuk mempelai perempuan yang ingin tampil sederhana namun tetap terlihat elegan. Meski hanya didominasi oleh warna putih, tetapi terdapat pattern daun dan bunga yang menghiasi bagian leher, dada, pinggang, serta lengan, sehingga tetap terkesan cantik. Selain itu, model dress yang berupa a-line dan bagian rok yang jatuh lurus makin memancarkan vibe klasik ala putri kerajaan Turki.

2. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Feminin dan Mewah

- instagram: @okisetianadewibridal

- opsi gaun: Hanya Beli

- range harga: mulai dari Rp35.000.000

- lokasi: Tangerang Selatan (Pondok Aren)

Siapa yang tidak kenal dengan sosok Oki Setiana Dewi? Tidak hanya aktif sebagai aktris, Mbak Oki juga seorang perancang busana pengantin muslim. Tiga hal yang selalu jadi ciri khas dari semua gaun yang Mbak Oki buat, yaitu feminin, mewah, dan dominasi warna pastel. Wedding dress yang dirancang Mbak Oki banyak dihiasi dengan beragam jenis dan bentuk brokat atau payet-payet di hampir semua bagian gaun. Serta satu lagi yang spesial, yakni mahkota atau semacam tiara yang membuat pengantin muslimah makin anggun.

3. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Tradisional Modern Syar’i

- instagram: @visnamooni_busana

- opsi gaun: Hanya Sewa

- range harga: pricelist langsung kontak via whatsapp (081291305640)

- lokasi: Tangerang Kota (Ciledug)

Untuk muslimah di Tangerang bagian Kota dan Kabupaten, bisa lihat-lihat koleksi dari Sanggar Visna Mooni. Hampir semua gaun pengantin di sini didominasi dengan model tradisional yang simple dan modern. Kelebihan utama dari wedding dress Visna Mooni adalah banyaknya pattern atau pola manik-manik cantik di hampir semua bagian gaun, jilbab, dan veil. Tambahan tiara mungil yang melingkar di kepala juga membuat pengantin perempuan terlihat elegan. Dan, ada juga tambahan masker yang stylish untuk yang melangsungkan pesta di masa pandemi ini.

4. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Modest dan Duluxe

- instagram: @neeraalatas_official

- opsi gaun: Hanya Beli

- range harga: mulai dari sekitar Rp3.000.000

- lokasi: Tangerang Selatan (Pondok Aren)

Sepertinya muslimah di Tangerang bagian Selatan cukup beruntung karena lumayan banyak butik busana muslim di sini. Salah satunya adalah Neera Alatas. Semua dress keluaran Neera Alatas ingin menampilkan style yang feminin sekaligus romantis. Salah satunya gaun ber-title “Rosalinda Dress” yang didominasi warna pastel soft purple, bahan wollycrepe yang lentur, sehingga tidak kaku dan fleksibel saat dikenakan. Selain itu, gaun ini juga dikombinasikan dengan brokat cantik serta kain tulle berwarna nude, sehingga makin menambah kesan anggun dan mewah.

Itulah empat rekomendasi gaun pengantin muslimah di Tangerang. Semoga bisa menambah inspirasi untuk membeli atau menyewa busana pernikahan untuk hari spesial nanti. Jika akhirnya harus mengadakan pesta wedding saat pandemi, jangan lupa patuhi protokol kesehatan ya!

[lyrics365]

Larger Than Time - Heavier Than Night

Hanen fall om på tunet Før han rakk gala -Men eg kjende tida Hesten hang i slitte taumar Med utakk piska inn i augo -Men eg makta å trekke plogen Bonden la seg til marka Grødelaus og ufri -Men eg rydda nye hov Vekstane visna, evige lovnadar brast Fargane falma, hjarta fraus fast Støyen stilna, men sigeren var tatt Større enn tid, tyngre enn natt! Fjella fall, og skogen brann Tida teia, vatn vart…

[wanderers-tale]

The pages for the Amrilni, Visnae, Qhiles, Devune and Arsier have been updated. The remaining pages for the Athyes, Drunae, Isutan, Ilunit and Dricte are almost complete and hopefully will be done before the week is over.

World Anvil, where I host my wiki, has also updated how timelines work, so i'll have to look into that once the remaining race/species pages have been updated.

[444names]

cambodian names BUT excluding "h"

Andr Antoun Arim Ariss Aromao Baem Baeng Banamporn Bandr Batta Beerring Beerry Beers Beng Born Boueng Bouer Bouk Boulav Boung Bour Bourn Bous Bouy Bung Buos Canary Candr Cannim Darey Daros Davon Denem Deng Ding Doma Doueng Doun Dukeoun Duongin Duongsey Duot Duoys Eakkley Ealun Eanna Earideng Eary Easok Ienary Iendr Ieun Ieung Ieur Ieurp Ievara Ingoung Ivon Jang Jankri Jann Jannat Jayan Jayasor Jeney Jeng Jingim Jung Kaidy Kain Kallisot Kalun Kalung Kana Kann Kanrom Keak Keann Keas Keng Keoun Kimol Kirajen Korng Kortes Kosam Koum Koun Kour Koys Kridy Kung Kuon Kuong Kuorn Kuorna Lain Lamoul Lang Lann Lavann Lavy Leamoeun Liem Lien Ling Lisna Listnak Liya Liyandray Liyanny Liyat Liyattim Loeun Loeurnak Lonikang Lorea Lorearn Makar Makklean Makrin Mampov Mandr Mang Manne Mannem Maok Marisen Maritim Maro Mary Meanna Meanneann Mearat Meav Menget Mlim Mling Mliv Mlivong Moeu Momia Mong Mouangoy Moun Moung Mout Mungov Mungset Munna Muon Muos Muosaly Naek Naen Nakk Nakri Namborn Namrom Nara Naroeu Narri Neakry Neat Neous Nerry Neryas Nettana Ngeari Ngimol Ngsem Ngvon Nika Nimoeun Nivoeun Noeun Nonguorn Nonim Nopo Norm Norn Norouk Noueng Noul Noulam Nounn Nouren Nous Nuong Nuongim Nuos Oeung Omampoy Omap Ongim Orny Otpeanda Oulaing Ourm Ovan Ovanat Pana Pann Pannarov Peam Peandra Peap Pear Ping Pisarat Pisnat Pistna Poem Poeun Poeung Porn Pouan Pouers Pouy Poys Prang Prataing Prattat Prea Prear Prem Pret Prey Prou Proueng Prov Prun Prung Prungim Prungov Rajeng Raka Rang Rattai Rattaulat Rean Reang Reann Reanna Reanrot Reap Rearay Reary Reavy Riam Ridara Ridarn Ridy Riendray Rieun Ringuon Risey Rison Roda Rodav Roeu Rouanniv Roub Roun Rounnakng Rour Rourn Rovay Rung Sakk Saly Sambang Sambat Samboun Samea Samey Samol Sampel Sampoeurm Samren Samrisey Samronim Sanly Sanna Sannaray Saok Sara Sari Sarisen Sarntry Saryna Sata Satain Satangsey Savara Seou Seous Seret Serrisok Serry Sida Sidy Siem Sieun Sieung Sievy Sila Silav Silay Silonim Silov Sisai Sisam Sisek Siseou Sivoem Sivoeun Sivon Sivong Sivor Soda Soeu Soeub Soeum Somary Songov Songoy Sonim Sopeav Sopen Sopeng Sopeoung Sortep Sotpei Sotpel Sotpen Sotpeng Soub Sous Sowat Sreakklea Sreamrian Sreap Sreara Srem Srendary Srendray Sret Srom Srongset Srum Srung Suket Sukva Sukvan Sukvann Sukvay Suorn Suoy Surem Surp Sury Svan Taidy Tain Tandr Tangvong Tann Teak Teakklek Teal Teang Teap Teas Teat Terea Tereap Terey Terrin Ters Terynary Tevay Tieun Tilong Tiloun Timom Tiya Toang Toann Topoem Toub Toum Toung Tour Trea Trisey Trit Tuong Tuos Tuot Ungsek Vana Vanda Vangoy Vannaeng Vannam Vannat Vanroeun Vara Varit Varna Vary Vean Veanda Veap Veat Veavy Vendary Ving Visamrey Visery Visim Visna Viss Voeung Voeury Vonim Voren Vorng Wing Yasna Yasnam Yeang Ying Yingear Yivoeun Yoeung Yoeury Yosam Youl Youn Young Yourn Yung

[famesaoirse]

Same but you know in a little less sense? Like not in same category but I react the same. I know it's been a minute since I got this deep. I mean they are all wonderfully developed character but this visna. solo true character in a journey kind of role. Doesn't look like it this year but maybe next?

oh, Lord! thank you! I never know what to answer when I get called "legend" it makes me a little nervous and old... but i appreciate it. than you so much, darling. wow! it sounds good and deep, I can't wait to see you playing such a complex character. you are going to do something extraordinary again. I am convinced about it. are you attending to the oscars ceremony and after parties this year?

[hcrctics]

ᚪᚱᛊᛉ // ꓦᛁᛢᚢᚣ

My lover's got humor She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshiped her sooner 

             @sitharivendetta

[ramfather]

Snow hesitated for a moment. He pulled back a little bit, looking sad. "... do you know what Maedi Visna is? It only affects sheep and goats... and can be... transmitted to other sheep..." He muttered.

Snow looks terrified and nervous. He's wringing his hands a bit. "Oves...? I have something to tell you..."

-- @ramfather

”What’s wrong, darling? You can tell me anything.”

[lyrics365]

Móðan mikla

Er neyðin á mannsbarnið kallar Verða hjörtun svo tárvot og smá Í dalsmynni vonar og ótta Er laufblöðin visna og þrá Ferðalag lífsins hér endar Fellur í gleymskunnar dá Brosið sem fékk þig til að elska Högg á vatni ei sá Komdu með Komdu með Komdu með Komdu með

[scrivend-a]

nonverbal prompts   // ⪻ @singularitybled​ : g’raha ⪼      ↳     🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

crimson slashes across his torso. a resounding yell pierces the air as another blade arcs towards him, all too eager to induce further agony upon him. all too eager to provoke her.

panic ensues; nevertheless, she is a seasoned warrior - instinct and adrenaline mingle, inciting her to dance across the battlefield. oh, what a savage display she gives. delicate fingers grasp at the handle of her bloodied axe; with a devastating cry, she mercilessly carves her way through their foes.

eyes ever upon him, sapphires spark with each glance directed his way. with each glance, her dread mounts. he’s since fallen, and he has not attempted to rise - least of all move.

she burns to get closer. the desire to save him --to prevent his possible death, as he is always so ready to place himself in harm’s way for the sake of others-- lashes at her, singing away all logical notions with its fierce incineration.

she nears him, finally. dropping to her knees and releasing her axe, shaking hands reach for him. there is no rise and fall of his chest; there is, however, far too much blood.

she was far too late.

day falls beneath the umbral curtain of night. they’ve set up camp by the river, and many have urged her to sit and rest. she cannot, for despite her impatient pacing, he has not yet awakened.

as she finally gives into the insistent demands of her comrades, knees bending to allow her to finally cease being on her feet, a clamor and crash prompt her to stand again. What in the seven hells? a disgruntled, anguished moan follows the clatter. immediately, she rushes into the dim confines of the tent.

brow creases as consternation settles upon her pretty features. palms alight upon the flare of her hips, digits curling into the supple leather encasing her lower half; she struggles to not voice her ever ascending ire at the sight before her: collapsed from his cot, already staining the clean bandages she’d just placed, and he’s trying to stand. relief soothes the majority of her exasperation, but only enough to temper the volume of her voice, ❝  By the gods, what are you attempting to do?  ❞

crossing the scant distance to him, she places her hands upon his shoulders and gently eases him to sit. a sigh passes through the part of her lips. ❝  Just look at the state of you... You re-opened your wound; even after expending healing magics on the worst of your wounds, still you insist on acting as if all is fine and well.  ❞ without allowing him a single word for argument, she all but lifts him back into his cot. a solitary hand remains upon his bare chest - a means of keeping him in place. sternly, she pins him with her blue eyes, the beginnings of vexation evident,  ❝  Stay. I need to gather clean bindings to dress your wounds again. If you so much as move, I will add to your injuries.  ❞

[ramfather]

Snow exhaled. "I'm not sure. Technically it's mostly spread to babies by a mother's milk, but it can also spread through contamination..."

Snow was silent for a moment. "It's called Maedi Visna. It's um... infectious, incurable, and very slow... but it always leads to death one day... It's why I need these to walk now..." He gestured uselessly to his crutches.

"Quackity, can I tell you something? I haven't told anyone except Tubbo, so it's..." Snow sighed a bit. "I need your opinion."

-- @ramfather (also tw it's about an illness if you wanna ignore <3)

"Of course Snow. Anything. You can tell me anything."

[vetschooliscool]

maedi-visna virus

MVV: a lentivirus causing encephalitis and pneumonitis in adult sheep. the incubation period is very long. transmission is horizontal via nasal secretions, or vertical via colostrum and milk. it is one of the main causes of chronic wasting in sheep.

Signalment: herd disease of older sheep

History: wasting, increased lamb mortality, increased culling rate

Exam: weight loss is the main clinical sign but progressive paralysis, mastitis, and coughing may be seen

Differentials: ovine pulmonary adenomatosis (jaagsiekte), lungworm, listeriosis, dental disease, endoparasitism

Diagnosis: serological testing via PCR (direct for antigen), antibody ELISA

Treatment: none. To control MVV requires either complete destock-restock of lambing herd (to eliminate the carriers) or establishment of a separate herd, with lambs separated from ewes at birth and fed milk replacer (to eliminate HZ transmission of the virus).

Prevention: none. No vaccination. Quarantine and test sheep before introducing to the flock.

[fdshagvs]

@kakunosekai

They’re docked just south of Uzushiogakure at some run down port town, taking a few days to gather troops and distribute supplies. The official plan is to get to the village itself, take it over and disrupt distribution to the Land of Fire. The unspoken at any means necessary is a heavy weight that hangs over their heads.

They move out on the third day, a platoon of them traveling along an old rail line. She stays in the middle with the rest of her squad, though through the days travel she finds herself falling back beside Hozuki. He’s generally quiet company - poorly timed jokes aside - and her obvious preference over the noise the rest of their squad creates.

But there’s an early pause in their travel when they come across a small town not marked on their map. She doesn’t know if she would even call it that. It’s a small bundle of ten houses along a rivers edge, and from reports, another four two miles away. Nothing they couldn’t easily avoid. Nothing they had to raise their weapons for.

The order comes their way quickly. Her squad will stay. The rest of them will continue forward and rendezvous ten miles outside of Uzushiogakure.

Visna stares at the radio in her hand. This isn’t her first deployment. She knows how this works, but she had told herself, her stupid, ignorant self, that they were going to raze Uzushiogakure because they had to. There was a practicality to it. An enemy without weapon is an enemy who will not win the fight.

There’s no such thing in this. They’re just civilians. The sun has set and they’re most likely readying for sleep. Not for a firefight. Not for slaughter in their beds.

She brings the radio to her mouth, “Understood,” and signals for her squad to break away from the platoon and go left. Fourteen houses. Fourteen families.

Suddenly, she’s thinking of the men following behind her. Who would want to follow these orders, and who would want to follows hers.

[strawwritesfic]

Thor Odinson x Female!Midgardian!Reader: Tornado

Summary: Whose bright idea was any of this? Oh. That’s right: Yours.

Rating/Warnings/Tags: All (some mild swearing; not compliant with anything after Avengers (2012); not Agents of SHIELD compliant past season one; SHIELD Agent!Darcy; King of Asgard!Loki; references to Sleipnir; domestic fluff; father!Thor; mother!reader; twins; super-powered toddlers)

Challenge: “120 Bits of Random” by SugarLandBabyGirl on Lunaescence Archives.

Tornado

Despite assurances to the contrary, dating the prince of Asgard hadn’t really been any different than dating an average human man. There had been the usual romances, the usual arguments–just perhaps with the flamboyance that only could really be claimed by a species of demigods. Moving in with him had been very much the same as well. Turned out even princes left the toilet seat up half the time. Marrying him? Exactly the same as most girls imagined, albeit with a touch more lightning and a lot more armor worn by the groom’s guests. Having children with Thor Odinson? That was different, and quite possibly the most disastrous decision you had ever made in your entire life.

“No, I hear you, Daisy! I–we’re coming, okay? We’re coming! What was that? You can’t–Daisy? Daisy? Are you still there?”

You tore the phone pressed to your ear away, but even it could not tell you whether or not the woman on the other end of the line was still listening. Even if she was, she was likely to hear the exact same thing you did: the squalling of a 16-month-old as her father attempted to coral her. Joining this noise were the sounds of encouragement coming from her sister in the living room.

“Daisy? I’ve got to go! We’ll see you in an hour! Thor,” you added as you hung the phone up and your husband stumbled into view, “we’re going to be late.”

“I am,” Thor said, wincing as Visna yanked at handfuls of his hair from her perch on his shoulders, “well aware of that, [Name], however the girls are proving quite–”

A crash that sounded like the armchair turning over for the eighth time this week interrupted him. A brief pause followed then:

“Recalcitrant,” he finished.

“No kidding. Earlier–Lífa!”

Having finished whatever she was doing in the living room, Visna’s twin sister marched swiftly past you and Thor on her way to yet another disaster area. The grab you made at her missed and soon you were after her again.

“Just get Visna to bed!” you shouted at him as you raced after your second daughter. “The sitter will be here any minute!”

“I’ll try,” he answered, though he did not sound very confident about his ability to do so.

You had no time to worry about him, however, when your task was just as dangerous as his. Lífa led you on a merry chase all the way back to your home office. When you finally cornered her, she had already managed to shove the desk nearly all the way to the opposite wall. Computer cords and papers and files littered the floor. You darted forward to snatch her up, but even her squirming attempts to get free were too much for your feeble mortal arms.

“Thor!”

You were pretty sure you could hear him trying to get downstairs, but with Visna in tow, that wasn’t likely to happen fast. The twins might have taken after you, with their long [color] hair and the way they smiled, but they were Thor in every other aspect. Even their uncle, the one time you had gone to visit him, had declared them to be so–especially Lífa.

Unfortunately, you were never going to get any helpful tips from Loki, since Lífa’s treatment of her cousin Sleipnir meant the four of you were technically banned from Asgard until the girls could learn the meaning of the word no. At the rate they were going, you estimated that would be around the age of seven, if ever at all.

“[Name], I am–what happened in here?” Thor asked.

Visna was still with him, now in his arms, struggling every bit as hard as her sister to break from her restraints. Thankfully she was having a more difficult time. Lífa would free any second now.

“Your daughter happened,” you answered, shoving the protesting girl into his chest. “Did you fix the living room?”

“I didn’t have the time. If we want them to sleep–”

Thor could, perhaps, handle one of the girls, but two at once was asking too much. They burst free at the same time and upon hitting the floor did not cry like normal children, but immediately ran off giggling toward the kitchen, screaming “pot” as they went.

You buried your face in your hands. No, you were not ready to find your kitchenware strewn across the house. You had only just got it back in its proper place after the last time. Frankly, the twins learning to walk was the worst thing that had ever happened to you.

“Thor, we have to–”

“I know! Let’s–”

“If we head them off here–”

“Then–”

The doorbell rang. You both froze. The color faded from his cheeks as you could feel it draining from yours. Suddenly, you were both off like rockets, both in different directions.

“Just get them in the same room!” you shouted over your shoulder as you ripped the front door open. There stood a curiously blinking woman in her mid-twenties. “Darcy,” you breathed. “Thank God.”

“Yep, your hero is here,” she said, tossing her dark hair behind her as she crossed the threshold. “Heard Daisy wanted you and the hubby for some big SHIELD recruit thing. You know, you can just ask me to sit. You don’t have to go through Jane anymore. I think I’m pretty much the only qualified sitter you know these days. After all, since Steve and Sharon–what the heck happened in here? I didn’t hear about any tornadoes hitting this place.”

You were almost grateful for the mess, since it got Darcy to pause long enough to take a breath.

“We’ll only be gone for a few hours,” you informed her as you weaved your way through the upturned furniture toward the sound of pans being thrown against the kitchen walls. “If you can get them to sleep, great. If not, that’s fine. Lífa will probably want fed a few times, and we’ve got some food she likes in the fridge. Visna will usually whatever her sister’s having.”

“Right, right. Chill, chill.” She patted you absently on the shoulder. “Hey girls! How are my favorite little freaks of nature?”

As soon as Darcy’s voice cut through the tumult, Visna stopped throwing things. Lífa stopped trying to pound at her father’s face. They both stopped immediately to hold their arms out toward her. Darcy got to Visna first and hefted her into her arms. At Thor placing Lífa on her feet, she instantly toddled over to grip Darcy’s leg.

“Come on, you two. Pajamas. I’ve got some great new stories to tell. You wouldn’t believe the shit Coulson has me doing. I mean, crap.”

As Darcy’s continuous stream of words faded up the stairs toward the bedrooms, you slumped with relief against the wall. Quiet. When was the last time you had heard quiet? Not in nearly a year and four months, you were pretty sure. While you were enjoying this lack of noise, Thor came up and brushed your arm.

“If we wish to meet Daisy in time for her session, we had best leave now,” he reminded you.

All you could do in response was groan. There was so much to clean up here, and no matter what Daisy said each and every time you and Thor agreed to help her, there would always wind up some crisis to keep you from home longer than you planned.

“Or we could take a nap,” you said softly, eyes already drooping. It was said in jest; you knew you and Thor had a responsibility to help Daisy out, and Thor was nothing if not aware of his responsibilities.

Further silence met your ears. When you opened your eyes, Thor was drooping against the wall next you.

“A nap,” he said, “sounds wonderful.”

Your eyes met. Sure, Darcy was here and the place was still a wreck, but you could not even remember the last time you’d had a good night sleep. No communication was needed. Thor reached out, put one massive hand around yours, and then, supporting each other, you slipped back upstairs and into your dark bedroom. Neither of you so much as bothered changing clothes. Together you collapsed onto the mattress, and together you closed your eyes to fall into the slumber your bodies had been craving for months.