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[hcillsyn]

@4lexnilsen sent , ❛ [ STORM ] ❜

sigrún stirred when she felt something be placed over her , the smell of cedar that always clung to alex suddenly filling her nose . she reached towards her shoulder where she felt the soft fabric of the jacket alex had been wearing and had draped over her . a smile tugged on her lips and she tugged the jacket a little tighter around her shoulders .

it was so late that the airport was nearly silent save for the quiet whispers of people like them who were still waiting for their flights . sigrún pushed herself from where laid on a couch alex had found near their gate to a seated position and rubbed the sleep from her eyes . she turned towards the sound of movement as she assumed that alex had taken a seat next to her .

❛ what did they say ? are we delayed again ? ❜ she asked and stifled a yawn with the back of her hand . they'd been trying to visit her parents for the holidays near kristiansund on the wester coast of norway , but winter storms in the states seemed to be working against them since the moment they had left .

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@4lexnilsen sent , ❛ [CONSTELLATION] ❜

sigrún could smell the smoke of the campfire in the air and feel the warmth of alex's body beside her own . her eyes were shut and somewhere in the canopy of tree branches above them skuld's yellow eyes watched for prey or danger . she was safe here between alex and skuld , and it was a feeling she hadn't had for ages . it might have appeared as though she was asleep , having been lulled to rest by alex's voice , until she hummed and shifted beside him .

❛ my father tried to teach me about the stars when i was little . he was a fisherman . ❜ she yawned , shifting her body closer to the warmth of alex's side . ❛ my mother would go to bed early and he would take me to the shore . he'd point out the stars and tell me stories . he wanted to teach me how to navigate with them . ❜ laying on her back , sigrún reached one of her hands up . with her finger she traced the shape of one from her memory in the air . the big spoon and the little one . she could still see the constellations in her mind , though her memory of some were more blurry than others .

❛ some of the men who have gone south tell me that the stars are different . ❜ she remembered the drunken stories of men fresh from the boats after years at sea . ❛ they say that the patterns are different . . . do your books mention such a thing ? ❜

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❛ the truth . ❜ sigrún shrugged her shoulders , hearing the rustling of leaves and pine needles beneath alex's feet as he approached her and knelt beside her . his fingers brushed along her chin and she felt a girlish flush rise to her cheeks as he turned her face towards him , pressing some kind of cloth to her sore lip . ❛ many want to know their fate until they know their fate . he wanted to know if he will feast with the gods , i told him that his fate rests in niflheim . ❜ niflheim , the cold , barren land ruled by the goddess hel for those that died of disease or age , hardly the fate a warrior wanted .

sigrún let out a breath and reached to take his hands in hers . she drew one of the plants she had collected from her basket into one of her hands , and then pressed it to his . with her hands over his she guided his hands down the stem of the plant . ❛ large , feathered leaves . ❜ sigrún moved his fingers along each structure of the plant as she spoke . ❛ a stem that forks , clusters of small flowers on each of the smaller stems . ❜ she plucked one of the small yellow flowers from the stem and crushed it between her fingers so he could smell the strong , sweet smell of the flower .

❛ yarrow . it is medicinal . can you help me find more ? ❜ winter usually brought with it illness , amongst other things . last night she had a dream of barren fields , bodies wracked with coughs , young and old with gaunt faces . a plague ? perhaps one similar to the illness that had swept through lunden however many years ago ? sigrún intended to keep her stock filled for any who would take her help .

alex reached for her face , touching the cut below her lip gently . her jaw clenched briefly from the pain before she shook her head . ❛ it will be better tomorrow . ❜ she paused and let out a breath , the rest of her fight leaving her with the puff of air that left her lips . ❛ that man is one of the jarl's best men , he has never lost a battle or a duel . i . . . i do not want you to get hurt because of me . ❜

“good ‘cause i’m not calling you one!”   alexander isn’t really one to yell either,  but emotions have been running high today and he’s having trouble keeping his usual cool.   his pale blue hues flicker to the wild creature that’s grooming itself now,  maintaining eye contact for a moment before looking back at the blonde.   it feels so wrong,  fighting with her over something so trivial.   “fine!   fight your own battles.   from now on,  i’ll be just standing back,  letting people walk all over you ‘cause that’s what you want,”   he grumbles,  pulling what he assumes must be weeds.   he’s not as skilled of a gardener and herb-collector as sigrún,  but he always does his best to help her out.   though,  maybe he shouldn’t.   maybe she’d feel better if he stopped helping her altogether.   oh,  what is he even thinking about?   it’s anger speaking.

“siggy?”   he says in a much calmer manner,  taking a deep breath as his fingers dig into his sandy mane.   he may be a little overprotective of her,  but it’s all in good faith.   it’s all out of love,  not because he thinks she’s incapable of defending herself.   “i don’t think you’re a child.   i don’t see you as weaker or lesser than myself.   but you can’t expect me to sit by and let men hurt you ‘cause they don’t like what you’re telling them.”   he isn’t certain whether he believes this gift of hers —   can she truly see into the future?   regardless whether she’s telling lies or imagining things or has a genuine gift,  no one will ever lay a hand on her in his presence.   “what did you tell that man anyway?”   he wonders,  kneeling beside her and gently touching her chin,  trying to turn her face towards him.   “i’m alright,  are you hurt?   your lip’s bleeding.”   he pulls out a clean handkerchief and presses it tenderly to her skin.

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@4lexnilsen sent : [ CONFLICT ] during an argument with the sender, the receiver realizes there's an unspoken depth to their feelings, and takes a second to consider them closer.

❛ i am not a child ! ❜ sigrún was not one to yell , and even skuld flinched as she was woken from her nap atop a fallen log . skuld's yellow eyes flicked about the area before settling on alex , where her ears turned forward . she raised a massive paw to her face and began to groom herself , though one ear remained turned towards him .

sigrún's fingers traced along the stem of an herb in her hands . she felt large leaves with feathered edges and then how the stem forked into three smaller stems . atop each stem was a cluster of small flowers , and when she crushed one of the flowers between her fingers the already strong scent of the plant grew stronger . yarrow , she thought to herself , and began to collect the plant in a basket beside her .

❛ i do not need you to fight every battle for me . ❜ sigrún's voice was quieter , more gentle , but the frustration was still there . ❛ the fates continue to weave , and often men of ambition and pride fail to remember that our stories were spun from our first breath . ❜ sigrún's lip still stung from where the man's ring had caught it when he struck her . she let out a heavy sigh . ❛ are you hurt , alexander ? ❜

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" WILL THEY, WON'T THEY? " A LIST OF PROMPTS:

first off, mega massive thanks to my lovely and brilliant friend @whatspoilers for the EXCELLENT title!! hi my loves! so this is a list of scenarios in which the receiver has an opportunity to look at the sender in a different light, resulting in... something. a kiss? a punch? a declaration? a confession? i know you guys, i know how spicy your brains are, so spice away! i do want to stress that the outcome of the "feelings" does NOT necessarily need to be a romantic one. it could be anger, it could be a sudden revelation, a betrayal, a heartbreaking plot twist, whatever you want! i insist on making this very clear: if you send this, there is NO expectation of the receiver to make it romantic UNLESS they want to. likewise, if the feelings ARE romantic, it's not force-shipping, this is just the receiver's muse getting a minute to evaluate their relationship with the sender and how they want it to continue! and ofc DO NOT ADD TO OR EDIT THIS LIST!

[ DANCE ]: while the sender and receiver are slow dancing together, their close proximity and the intimacy of the situation causes feelings to rise to the surface.

[ BED ]: while the sender is sleeping beside them, the receiver has a moment to watch them and consider their own feelings, resulting in clarity and a realization.

[ CONSTELLATION ]: as the pair lie down in a field and watch the stars overhead, the receiver turns to watch the sender gazing skywards, leading to them confronting their own feelings.

[ NURSE ]: after a battle gone wrong, the receiver begins to tend to the sender's wounds, fading adrenaline and rising fear causing them to realize their feelings.

[ OBSERVATION ]: when showing the sender something they've been working on, the receiver can't help but address their feelings as the sender gazes in wonder at their work.

[ ENTRANCED ]: while the sender works on something they're passionate about, the receiver has a chance to look at them properly and consider their own feelings for them.

[ DEFENCE ]: when the sender rushes to defend the receiver against a threat of any description, the receiver takes a moment to consider how they feel about the sender.

[ COLLABORATION ]: as they work together on a project, the receiver has a moment in which they contemplate their true feelings regarding the sender.

[ CONFLICT ]: during an argument with the sender, the receiver realizes there's an unspoken depth to their feelings, and takes a second to consider them closer.

[ DEFIANCE ]: after realizing there's a situation which could threaten one of their lives in order to protect a larger group, the receiver and sender have a fierce argument in private, leading to a realization of their real feelings.

[ TRAINING ]: during a sparring session, the sender and receiver end up on the floor, leading one of them to seizing the upper hand and straddling the other. the receiver has an unexpected realization of their feelings regarding their sparring partner in the process.

[ FAMILY ]: watching the sender interacting fondly with others, the receiver (from afar) takes a moment to take a closer look at their relationship.

[ STORM ]: when the two of them get caught outside in a rainstorm, the receiver uses an umbrella/jacket as a shelter, which the sender shares with them, causing the receiver to be confronted with the truth of their relationship with the sender.

[hcillsyn]

‎❛ silence , you children of gods , and heed my tale of time's beginning . ❜

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