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kiingvar · 3 years
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work is still keeping me busy as hell, so my activity on here will be limited at best. ; v ; but if any of you guys write via discord that’s a much easier option! :> hmu
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kiingvar · 3 years
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i’ve taken a longer break than intended :’) and i’m.. a bit lost on what i owe, so if it’s my turn on a thingie we have going on can you please like this post? :>
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kiingvar · 3 years
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good morning / good night sentence starters. feel free to change pronouns / descriptors as you see fit. put two sentences together if needed be. some of these are interchangeable. 
good morning.
‘ i’ll make breakfast. ‘
‘ i made you breakfast. ‘
‘ we should make a big breakfast. ‘
‘ did you sleep good? ‘
‘ good morning, sleepyhead. ‘
‘ i slept so good last night. ‘
‘ i didn’t sleep at all. ‘
‘ you’re up early. ‘
‘ you sure slept in late. ‘
‘ you have a little crust around your eye. ‘
‘ you look like hell. ‘
‘ here’s your breakfast. ‘
‘ what do you want for breakfast? ‘
‘ your favorite cartoon is on. ‘
‘ oh, i used to watch this all the time as a kid on saturday mornings. ‘
‘ your morning cleaning music woke up me. ‘
‘ i would’ve slept in later. ‘
‘ someone’s grouchy. ‘
‘ i haven’t had my coffee yet. ‘
‘ up and at ‘em! ‘
‘ hey. you awake? ‘
‘ good morning, sunshine. ‘
‘ morning, sweetie. ‘
good night.
‘ i’m going to bed. ‘
‘ go to bed. ‘
‘ back to bed. ‘
‘ let’s get you in bed. ‘
‘ you’ll feel better in the morning. ‘
‘ let’s take some medicine then send you to bed, okay? ‘
‘ i’ll be home in time to tuck you in. ‘
‘ up you go. ‘
‘ shhh. shh. sh. ‘
‘ time for bed. ‘
‘ can you tuck me in? ‘
‘ will you come in before you leave for work and check on me? ‘
‘ alright, sleepyhead, i think it’s time for bed. ‘
‘ you should be in bed. ‘
‘ can i stay up later? ‘
‘ bedtime. ‘
‘ it’s past your bedtime. ‘
‘ what are you still doing up? ‘
‘ this bed is comfy. ‘
‘ let me carry you. ‘
‘ do you want me to tuck you in? ‘ 
‘ can you tell me a story? ‘
‘ once upon a time … ‘
‘ when’s the last time you slept? ‘
‘ of course i can do that, honey. ‘
‘ i love you. ‘
‘ what helps you go to sleep? ‘
‘ i had a bad dream. ‘
‘ can i sleep with you? ‘
‘ i don’t think you’ve been getting enough sleep. ‘
‘ i’m expecting you to go to bed earlier. we have a big day tomorrow. ‘
‘ you had a long hard day, didn’t you? ‘
‘ you keep yawning. i’ll take it from here. ‘
‘ you, bed. now. ‘
‘ i can’t ever go to sleep on time. ‘
‘ goodnight, baby. i’ll see you in the morning. ‘
‘ go to sleep. i’ll put you to bed. ‘
‘ where’s my goodnight kiss? ‘
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kiingvar · 3 years
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work is kicking my ass as of late, so apologies for the slowness ; v ;
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kiingvar · 3 years
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IVAR THE BONELESS - VIKINGS S4, EP12.
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«I was only joking…»
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kiingvar · 3 years
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give me heahmund or give me death 👀
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kiingvar · 3 years
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snakeeyewarrior​:
Sigurd might be smaller and weaker, but he’s fast. As soon as Ivar seems to recover from the slam, he lifts him and slams him a second time, and then a third. Knowing that he can’t sustain using all his strength to lift Ivar’s upper body like this, he pins Ivar down to the ground and goes in for a punch.
Fist pulled back and ready to fly, hands grab him by the shoulders and lift him cleanly from his brother. Sigurd wiggles and protests. “LET GO!” But Ubbe’s hands dangle him easily off the ground.
♕ — the second slam comes faster than expected and before ivar has any chance of grabbing his bearings in order to retaliate, a third one follows. 
it knocks all air out of him as he grunts, trying to pull himself together enough to lift both arms in order to block the punch that’s to follow, before ... it doesn’t. breathing heavily, ivar eventually drops the arms, willing his eyes to focus on the third sibling to enter the fray, currently holding sigurd at bay, preventing any more punches to be thrown his way. 
he uses the opportunity to pull himself out and from under sigurd, rolling his eyes as he does so, willing his breathing under control, before a glare is shot ubbe’s way. “stay out of this, ubbe! this is between me and him.”
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kiingvar · 3 years
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Ivar: 4x13 “Two Journeys”
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kiingvar · 3 years
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still alive! this week has been literal hell - regarding work, so i’ve been taking a bit of time off tumblr, but i’ll be back to replying soon! :> you can always find me on discord if need be, i’m there 24/7 probably :>
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kiingvar · 3 years
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#five year olds fighting
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Vikings 6.07
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kiingvar · 3 years
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i am so ready to quit this job oof
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kiingvar · 3 years
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snakeeyewarrior​:
“I’m the bacraut?” Sigurd raged. “Well you are a nithingr!”
Sigurd knew calling his brother a useless weakling would end up with him getting even more hurt, but he didn’t care. They were on this path now, and he wasn’t going to be the one to let it go. The moment’s pause the headbutt caused gave Sigurd enough time regroup. As Ivar pushed himself forward, Sigurd used the momentum to roll Ivar onto his back. He shimmied on top of him, grabbing his shoulders hard and slamming him into the floor a couple of times.
“What are you going to do now, BONELESS!”
♕ — “i have told you to stop talking to me in this manner---!” the insult only spurs ivar into action as he doubless his efforts to get back at his brother.  it wasn’t uncommon to find the pair fighting over something ridiculous or pointless --- it was a matter of who was going to back down, their pride not allowing either to do so, no matter the situation. 
so despite sigurd now having the upper hand, ivar doesn’t give up, even as he’s rolled onto his back and slammed into the floor with a grunt, the slams knocking wind out of him. 
he hates feeling like this. hates how quickly sigurd manages to turn the fight’s tide and how difficult it gets to do much of anything, save for lifting his hands up enough to try and break free of his brother’s grip.
           “---get---off of me!”
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kiingvar · 3 years
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4.11//4.12
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kiingvar · 3 years
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i’m gonna have to quit my job haaaaaaaaah 
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