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CATALOG 002   ⧫   𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴:   i.   ( type: name-driven starters )

[R] = receiver / [S] = sender  /  note.  these prompts are rewritten from my romance series. 

[001] in their sleep, [R] murmurs [S]’s name, unaware they’re listening

[002] [R] hesitates before saying [S]’s name, like they’re afraid of what it means

[003] [R] asks [S] to say their name again.

[004] exhausted and vulnerable, [R] lets [S]’s name slip out without thinking

[005] breath warm against [S]’s ear, [R] says their name

[006] like a warning, [R] says [S]’s name.

[007] [R] lingers on [S]’s name, their voice catching before they can say anything else

[008] when someone else says [S]’s name too fondly, [R] clenches their jaw

[009] [R] dares [S] to say their name the way they really mean it

[010] in an argument, [R] chokes on [S]’s name.

[011] [R] almost says [S]’s name.

[012] alone in a dark room, [R] whispers [S]’s name.

[013] [R] says [S]’s name like a goodbye they never wanted to say

[014] gripping [S]’s face, [R] pleads

[015] [R] drags out [S]’s name like they’re savoring it

[016] [R] laughs when [S] says their name

[017] smirking, [R] whispers [S]’s name just to watch their reaction

[018] [R] playfully refuses to call [S] by name

[019] lips at [S]’s ear, [R] murmurs, “Say my name first.”

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anyways hadesgame maka thought is that it's objectively funnier if makaria already exists in the hadesgame universe and they're just. really fucking busy all the time. oldest daughter with no sense of time or a normal scale for the amount of effort one is meant to put in. hears about zagerus trying to escape the underworld and is like... "that's so not my jurisdiction" and ignores it forevermore.

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hi gang i swear i exist i've just been hyperfixated on the librarians and hanging out at @sir-galeas this week lmao

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he was sure that he would never cease to be delighted by stunning his lover speechless, and watching aurora take in the sight of their reflections in the mirror — the one handed grip they had on her hip to hold her against them; the other hand woven into her golden curls to keep her gaze upon the glass, upon the sight of them together as he rocked into her; the steam that rose from him as he took her for himself, sweat evaporating as heat overtook him and surely left her sunburnt under his touch — for a moment, apollo was sure she'd never speak again, she was so stunned. and then she had spoken, a begged plea, and, really, who was he to deny her? " as you wish, πριγκίπισσα, " the god murmured, lips ghosting over her neck and her shoulders before he pulled almost all the way out. a moment of stillness passed, teasing and testing on equal measure, before apollo moved forward again, entering her with enough force to propel her ahead into the glass. " anything you want. "

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch / @chthcnica

violet eyes were shut as she enjoyed her god and his ministrations, as he touched her and loved her in a way that ruined her for any mortal man ― surely, none compared to him ―and as soon as apollo entered her waiting core, the beauty cried out in pleasure; her eyes opening and gaze instantly realizing where the sun god had positioned them; in front of a mirror, where she could see him. see his length, thrusting into her. watch him claim her as his own once again.

aurora gasped, the sight coxing an immediate arousal she could not have predicted. she was fixated. mouth agape, the beauty couldn't help but watch. a pleasured moan escaped her as he continued to thrust into her, arching her back to take him deeper. " a-apollo, " words were next to impossible for the beauty in the moment, she was so entranced by their reflection that it took a few moments longer before she finished her train of thought. " h-harder, my sun, "

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 ✧     ›     𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 | 𝟎𝟎𝟏—𝟎𝟓 Themes:  toxic romance, enemies to lovers, tension. 

[ 001 ] “I should kill you.” [ 002 ] “You talk too much.” [ 003 ] “I’ve imagined this moment. You begging.” [ 004 ] “Touch me again and see what happens.” [ 005 ] “Why do you keep showing up?” [ 006 ] “Don’t flatter yourself. I just needed a warm body.” [ 007 ] “Hate looks good on you.” [ 008 ] “Is that jealousy?” [ 009 ] “You’re lucky I need you.” [ 010 ] “You always taste like lies.” [ 011 ] “One day I’ll stop saving you.” [ 012 ] “Take your hands off me.” [ 013 ] “You’re bleeding.” [ 014 ] “I don’t care. I’m still coming with you.” [ 015 ] “That was a warning shot.” [ 016 ] “Say that again and I swear—” [ 017 ] “You want me to say it? Fine. I wanted you.” [ 018 ] “You should’ve stayed away.” [ 019 ] “Is this your plan? Seduce me into forgetting?” [ 020 ] “We both know you won’t pull the trigger.” [ 021 ] “Next time, aim for the heart.” [ 022 ] “I should let you die.” [ 023 ] “Try not to get yourself killed. I’m the only one allowed to do that.” [ 024 ] “I liked you better when you were silent.” [ 025 ] “Are you always this reckless or just around me?” [ 026 ] “Stop staring.” [ 027 ] “I didn’t ask for your help.” [ 028 ] “You were supposed to be the enemy.” [ 029 ] “Admit it. You missed me.” [ 030 ] “You’re hurt. Let me see.” [ 031 ] “You don’t get to touch me like that.” [ 032 ] “I said I hate you. I didn’t say I’d stop thinking about you.” [ 033 ] “You’re the last person I wanted to see.” [ 034 ] “You can’t keep running.” [ 035 ] “Funny how often I end up saving your life.” [ 036 ] “Shut up. You’re making this harder.” [ 037 ] “Keep your voice down. Do you want to die?” [ 038 ] “Did it mean nothing to you?” [ 039 ] “You think I don’t notice when you look at me like that?” [ 040 ] “You’re not what I expected. Worse, actually.”

[ 041 ] “Get behind me.” [ 042 ] “One night. That’s all.” [ 043 ] “We both know how this ends.” [ 044 ] “You have no idea what you do to me.” [ 045 ] “I’ve been trying not to want you.” [ 046 ] “Careful. You’re starting to sound like you care.” [ 047 ] “Try not to die. I’m not done hating you.” [ 048 ] “This changes nothing.” [ 049 ] “I’ve seen the real you. I’m still here.” [ 050 ] “You’re the worst decision I keep making.”

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and take them deeper she did; apollo chucked against her center as she whimpered, quickly adding another digit to his onslaught and working her open even further. perhaps he would drive her to the edge with just his fingers, wondering how long it would take her to begin to beg. he could tell how much she was struggling to keep quiet already, and he could only imagine that it would just get worse the longer he played with her so. his love was shaking all over, trembling as her legs spread further and apollo pressed themselves closer to her. a free hand reached up, snaking around her waist and pulling her closer to the edge of her stone perch. his hands were supernaturally warm as he touched her — a sudden but not quite stark contrast to the coolness of the day. " i kardiá mou, " apollo murmured, peering up at her, " are you sure you can be quiet for me? do you want someone to hear us? "

a sharp gasp and a whine came from the mortal as his fingers slipped inside of her — her cheeks flushed a deep pink as he praised her for the sounds she made under their touch, or in this moment, the lack of. for as soon as his fingers stilled their touch inside her, another whine escaped her. violet gaze scanning their features, for a moment his words forced the mortal to remember they were in a public garden — secluded, yes, but not private.

but his fingers curling inside her quickly brought her attention back to what mattered — the pleasure her god was providing her. he wanted her to be quiet? but oh, that was asking a lot of her, especially with their face between her legs. “ o-of course, my love. . “ she softly whimpered as they found her swollen bud, almost daring to continue being vocal, but aurora quickly reminded herself that trying to do as the god of the sun asked would be in her favor. appeasing apollo would undoubtedly only mean pleasure for herself — and to be a god’s favorite clearly had it’s benefits, as her body shivered with delight and she squirmed under his intoxicating touch,

“ e-even so . . “ she answered, softly gasping before biting down on her bottom lip to keep any louder sounds from escaping. aurora was clearly struggling with their request, wanting to be vocal — she was willing to let all of olympus know what delights apollo so graciously gave her. the mortal spread her legs further for him, a wordless attempt at taking their fingers deeper. 

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" on the contrary, i find you more than worthy, just as i have found every one of these sacrifices more than worthy, " his voice was still low and quiet, yet it carried in this space. what was a temple if not an extension of himself, after all? " but i grow weary of bloodshed on my sacred ground. i would have blessed this place whether or not you died tonight. " besides, " apollo continued, " i'm feeling generous. " it was a risky move — already could he taste the sickly sweet, metallic taste of blood in the back of his throat that told him death was near( which death, they couldn't say, but one of them was approaching, which meant that if he was going to do this, he had to do it now). the god crossed the rest of the floor in long strides, crowding the woman back against the alter. " i'll give you a choice, though i do understand that it's not much of a choice at all. " the sun said, " you may continue your ritual, shed your blood across these stones for a blessing i was going to grant my people anyways, " and here, he brought up a hand, soft yellow light pouring from his fingertips as he traced the pitline of her jaw, " or, you can come with me to olympus. "

the beauty's violet gaze appeared stunned as the figure stepped into the torchlight, surprised not only by his interruption of this sacred moment but his appearance. his dark curls, a gaze that seem as bright as the sun itself — it was then, as she was unabashedly taken by his beauty, that aurora truly heard his words. his temple. his sacred grounds. his.

without realizing it, aurora slowly lowered the knife from her chest, her gaze never once leaving the god before her. had she died already, and didn't realize it? no, he asked for no more blood to be split. surely that meant hers had not been spilled yet. aurora found herself near speechless in the moment — but there was a question on the tip of her tongue. a notion from being stopped by her island's patron god that buzzed in her mind. was it too bold to ask it? oh, what did it matter anyway? aurora had accepted the fact that this was her last night.

" am . . . i not a worthy sacrifice? " the beauty asked quietly. " — i seldom can think of reason for you to stop me. " aurora was no stranger to the sacrifices made to apollo before her. she had witnessed the gruesome agony families felt, leaving their loved ones to die for the god. the somber way the family was forever changed, now missing a vital piece of their home. aurora knew how this went and she was near certain wasn't like this.

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@morteuse —「 INNER 」 : for sender to kiss along the inside of receivers thigh

he's messing with them. lips brush against the inside of their thigh and makaria just barely resists the urge to reach down to grab at his hair and pull them where he wants them to be. " stop teasing me. " the goddess breathes, threading fingers through his hair but not tugging on the strands yet. " as pretty as you look down there, and you look awfully pretty, darling, we don't have all day. "

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PROMPTS FROM DATE EVERYTHING (PART 2) *  assorted dialogue from the 2025 video game, specifically the volt and eddie romance, adjust as necessary

trust me, i would never forget such a striking face.

why is so hard for you to believe i actually like spending time with you?

care to dance?

it's far too easy to lose oneself with you.

don't think i'm done with you yet, [name].

i imagine it would be quite difficult to focus on anything with you around.

you have quite the reputation. i'm eager to explore it for myself.

it's a pleasure to officially make your acquaintance.

i kinda feel underdressed.

trust me, you look stunning.

as long as you're going to be there, i'm up for anything.

careful there. i might just take you up on that.

are you always this oblivious?

are you always this much of an asshole?

cute. now get out, i've got work to do.

there's no time, all right? there's too much to do.

have i ever failed you before?

i'm serious, [name]. if it gets worse, you come get me.

how delightful. you're back.

you do learn quickly, don't you.

i'll have to find some more challenging lessons for you.

as much as i'm enjoying our conversation, there are a few more things i must attend to.

allow me to show you to your seat.

oh for fuck's sake, what do you want?

you actually care about this, don't you?

can i finish my drink in peace?

look, you'd better rest up if you want to be useful tomorrow.

you can't get rid of me that easily.

you'll probably change your mind once you realize what you signed up for.

i'm fine. you can put me down now.

that was unbelievably careless. what were you trying to do exactly?

just pay more attention.

i suddenly feel awkward and self-conscious.

you've done a decent job the last couple of days.

now you can get back to... whatever it is you do when you're not invading my space.

i already told you. big crowds aren't really my thing.

i do better on my own. trust me. i'll only slow you down.

be honest, you enjoyed yourself so much last time you just couldn't stay away. am i right?

i can't go back to being alone.

i can't lose you.

it's my job to protect you, even from yourself.

just do it before i change my mind.

i'd almost forgotten what this felt like.

isn't there something you wanted to talk about first?

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she could believe that. how many times had she watched her husband run off to do whatever it was he did down here with little to no warning? the fact that hercules did it to other people was a little satisfying. " okay, so maybe i meant to start grilling you a little bit. but, really, you don't have to answer anything if you don't want to. " hebe hummed with a laugh, picking at a loose thread on one of the patches across her jacket. " i'm not going to force you to tell me anything. " a pause and a roll of her eyes. " i'm not my mother. " the goddess hopped up off the couch, only to seem to wander aimlessly around the living room, inspecting the space. it wasn't all that often that hebe found herself in herculus' abode with enough time to actually look around. they were usually . . . preoccupied, after all. " forestry and water engineering? sounds . . . complicated. " she said, picking up and squinting at various replica olympic medals hung on a shelf, " then again, i'm not much a forest-y or watery type of girl. leave that to artemis and aunt amphitrite, for all i care. " another pause. " restoring the lake seems nice, though. i'm sure your mother will be pleased. "

"Not like I've met any other gods than Alcides, and now you," Hylas said with a shrug. "It felt divine, so since I only have one reference for comparison..."

His mother was of course nymph, but she didn't at all feel the same way. She did have a presence, but gods like Hercules and Hebe were definitely different. So again he had little to compare with. The sudden wash of questions brought him up short, then he snorted.

"Forestry and Water Engineering at Aristotle University. I'm hoping to use it to hopefully help restore lake Koroneia later. My mother misses how it was before. And I don't know. He didn't say."

Studying Hebe out of the corner of his eye, Hylas let it go unsaid that Hercules had tugged him out of his books (he had actually been studying, then!), up into a kiss, declared he was coming back soon, and then left. And what reason was there to disbelieve that? She'd just have to wait for her husband to come back, or go looking for him herself.

"Did you really not meant to start grilling me?" Hylas asked bluntly, eyebrow arched.

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DISCOVERIES!

reverse it, switch it up a bit, do whatever you want!

[ 01 ] sender discovers receiver trying to take care of their own wound very badly.

[ 02 ] sender discovers receiver trying to see something on their body with the aid of a hand mirror.

[ 03 ] sender discovers receiver attempting an ineffective 'home cure' for their illness.

[ 04 ] sender discovers receiver trying to style their hair but failing.

[ 05 ] sender discovers receiver precariously carrying way too much.

[ 06 ] sender discovers receiver doing home improvement incorrectly / dangerously.

[ 07 ] sender discovers receiver sitting outside after getting locked out.

[ 08 ] sender discovers receiver sitting on the ground trying to attract a street cat.

[ 09 ] sender discovers receiver looking at rings in a jewelry store.

[ 10 ] sender discovers receiver crying alone.

[ 11 ] sender discovers receiver dancing in their underwear.

[ 12 ] sender discovers receiver throwing something across the room.

[ 13 ] sender discovers receiver eating the sender's leftovers.

[ 14 ] sender discovers receiver writing / drawing in their journal.

[ 15 ] sender discovers receiver building a pillow fort.

[ 16 ] sender discovers receiver fast asleep in a weird spot.

[ 17 ] sender discovers receiver yelling at the television / a video game.

[ 18 ] sender discovers receiver terrified of a small bug.

[ 19 ] sender discovers receiver baking / cooking in a messy kitchen.

[ 20 ] sender discovers receiver trying to move something way too heavy.

[ 21 ] sender discovers receiver on the floor after they fell.

[ 22 ] sender discovers receiver drinking their fifth cup of coffee of the day.

[ 23 ] sender discovers receiver curled up on the bathroom floor after being sick.

[ 24 ] sender discovers receiver playing with fire, literally.

[ 25 ] sender discovers receiver snooping around where they shouldn't be.

[ 26 ] sender discovers receiver wrapping a present for sender.

[ 27 ] sender discovers receiver rearranging the room yet again.

[ 28 ] sender discovers receiver watching the latest episode without sender.

[ 29 ] sender discovers receiver with their head in the freezer trying to cool off.

[ 30 ] sender discovers receiver soaking wet with no obvious explanation.

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@morteuse — [ MASSAGE ]:          with their hands buried in the receiver’s hair, the sender begins to gently massage their scalp.

he's fairly sure that he'd been saying something before than's hands had been in their hair, but he could not for the life of him tell you what that something was. it was something about his siblings, maybe. utterly unimportant now. letting out a low hum, they leaned heavily into their husband's hands and murmured, " that feels good. what was i saying? "

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༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

i had a super SUPER productive morning and i was treating myself to the fancy shampoo (u know the shampoo u got as a gift that’s kinda expensive and v v Nice so u only use it when ur going out or have a social event going on?) and i came back to find a bunch of my mutuals reblogging the same post about hair, and i’ll be damned if i didn’t see that combination of events as some sort of sign! so here u go my dudes! another addition to the group! feel free to add “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles of this meme!

as always, DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST! i’ll add to it as time passes! and i really hope you all enjoy this one bc i had a lot of fun making it! 

[ WASH ]:          sender begins to wash the receiver’s hair.

[ TUG ]:          sender grabs the receiver’s hair and pulls at it. ( SPECIFY A REASON! CONTEXT IS KEY! )

[ BRAID ]:          sender, sitting behind the receiver’s back, begins to braid their hair.

[ SNIP ]:          having discussed the matter, the sender gives the receiver a haircut.

[ BACK ]:          sender, noticing a strand of hair fall from the receiver’s hairdo, carefully tucks the strand back behind the receiver’s ear.

[ BURY ]:          sender buries their hand deep in the receiver’s hair.

[ BRUSH ]:          with a hairbrush, comb, or their hand, the sender begins to gently brush the receiver’s hair.

[ GLIDE ]:          sender runs their fingers through the length of the receiver’s hair.

[ BLOOM ]:          sender weaves a number of flowers through the receiver’s hair.

[ STYLE ]:          sender begins to arrange the receiver’s hair into an elaborate hairstyle to an unspecified degree of success (or failure).

[ CROWN ]:          having created a flower crown, the sender carefully places it atop the receiver’s head.

[ INHALE ]:          while embracing or in close proximity to the receiver, the sender inhales slowly, smelling their hair in the process.

[ TICKLE ]:          the sender uses the ends of the receiver’s hair to playfully tickle them.

[ PLAY ]:          the sender begins to play with the receiver’s hair while the receiver lies in their lap.

[ LAY ]:           the sender lays down in the receiver’s lap to let them play with the sender’s hair.

[ TOUCH ]:           just for the sake of the contact, the sender reaches out and gently touches the strands of the receiver’s hair.

[ MASSAGE ]:          with their hands buried in the receiver’s hair, the sender begins to gently massage their scalp.

[ ROYAL ]:          as part of a coronation ceremony, the sender places a crown atop the receiver’s hair, maintaining eye contact as they do so.

[ KISS ]:          the sender places a tender kiss on the receiver’s hair.

[ AWAY ]:          the sender, using their fingertips, tenderly sweeps a few strands of hair out of the receiver’s face so as to see them more clearly.

[ TOWEL ]:          the sender uses a towel to carefully dry the receiver’s hair.

[ DRY ]:          the sender uses a hairdryer to dry the receiver’s hair.

[ SOFTEN ]:          the sender rubs oils/conditioner into their hands, and begins to slowly massage it into the receiver’s hair.

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i got on here to write and got utterly distracted lmao

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@nectaric — continued from here.

the goddess was silent for a moment, before they burst into laughter — first as a series of giggles that quickly morphed into a cackle of delight as he took in the absolute absurdity of his father's response. " it is better, thank you, patḗr. " makaria grinned as they climbed up off the floor, where they had been stubbornly sitting for the past whoever knows how long attempting to make their father laugh. " we wouldn't have to go through this song and dance every time if you knew how to take a break, you know. i am simply trying to bring a bit of levity to our monotonous workload every now and again. "

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@victoriousfidelity — staying silent about it won't help.

" it might, " their voice snapped, weaving in and around their mother's feet as she walked. there was a long pause, where jormungandr fell silent again — and another where they sighed hard enough to unhinge their jaw and began to shift forms — before they were walking beside sigyn instead of slythering along the ground. they looked over at her, squinting. " you aren't going to let this go, are you, móðir? "