27F ☆ AC Valhalla side blog ☆ I love Eivor & Ivarr :) AO3: synivor
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everyone talking about how much they wanna fuck that old man but how many of you are prepared to tenderly love that old man
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in case you're wondering how writing is going
both of my english degrees have failed me
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me trying to stay awake long enough to edit a 7k word chapter
#the arrangement#i did not sleep well last night and i'm at the point where i should go eep before i crash#but an update is also so overdue for the arrangement lol
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“His eyes searched hers. “I’d rather just be me. Feel comfortable in my own skin and be able to speak my mind without having to carry a damned thesaurus. Sure doesn’t seem worth giving up who you are to please others. Far as I’m concerned, they either like me or they don’t. Their choice.”
— Leah Braemel, Slow Ride Home
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Tell me I'm on your mind as much as you are on mine.
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i love writing porn and i wont feel bad about it. understanding the eroticism of a character is character analysis if u are enlightened.
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Ivarr with his "fuck me eyes"
but since it's coming from him, it's "I'm going to fuck you eyes"
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@troublemakingrebel here's your King of Dublin...

Sorry I suck at drawing shamrock clovers...it's not complete...
Contemplating whether to have a large branch of orchids on the right side coming from his flower crown... over the top.... spectacle!
And fix up the shamrock...
Maybe add chalk pastel colors...
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Just lying in bed simping over this filthy scoundrel, like I always do....
He looks like he's asking for a peck on the cheek😚
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he's behind you
softly whispers in your ear
gently sucking on your neck and shoulders... with a curious tongue
calloused hands grazing along your body ….
between your thighs… slowly …. teasingly....

Then BAM!!!
Soft kisses turn into hard BITES
He bends you over and spanks your ass!!
Abruptly flips you around to look into his terrifying sexy face and crazy eyes
He restraints both of your wrists with one hand
Pins you down with his body
His other hand around your throat

**ROUGH POUNDING ENSUES**
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writing 8.8k words:

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editing 8.8k words:

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me staring at this draft that's 8,611 words and counting because i just don't know when to quit
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Soma sketches
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I think people misunderstand "x fell first, x fell harder " trope because it's not about like the one who fell harder loves the other person harder. It's just that the one who fell first falls in a graceful way, one step at the time, maybe gradually over a span of time. The one who fell harder smashes trough the air, there's blood everywhere, everything is fine-
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eivor (Assassin's Creed)/Ívar beinlausi Ragnarsson | Ivar the Boneless Characters: Eivor (Assassin's Creed), Ívar beinlausi Ragnarsson | Ivar the Boneless, Ubba (fl. 860s), Sigurd Styrbjornson, Burgred King of Mercia Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Pre-Relationship, Friendship, The Kingmaker's Saga Series: Part 1 of The Fates We Weave Summary:
“If I’m to fight you, Wolf-Kissed, I’d like you to be at full strength. There’s no thrill in fighting half-cocked.”
“I could take you right now,” she taunted.
“And I don't think you can.”
Or where Eivor and Ivarr's friendship blooms in the ruins of Venonis.
#assassin's creed valhalla#eivor varinsdóttir#eivor wolfkissed#eivor x ivarr#ivarr ragnarsson#ivarr the boneless
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“But don’t you see? We don’t get broken. We’re made broken. We are not whole alone. But if we’re blessed, if we’re brave, we might find those few whose edges fit against our own. Like pieces of the same puzzle, or shards of the same shattered blade. Those people who, in their own broken way, make our broken edge complete.”
Jay Kristoff, Empire of the Damned, p. 403.
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