WE ARE 'RED'

“From here to Valhalla, I will always be on your side, Sigurd. Always.”

Sigurd got all the height while Eivor got all the braincells.

Finished Valhalla and loved the strong sibling bond between these two.

are they childhood friend who were apart for a decade? - yes.

are they still bickering like horny teens? - oh, yes.

are they in love with each other? - definitely, yes.

am i going to draw smut pics with them? - absolutely, YES.

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Young Sigurd and Eivor…

Say nothing more of the past… It is gone. … Before it all happened, days of peace and joy.

All I ever wanted was to find someone

But holdin’ it together is the hardest part  

No one said life gets in the way

That our plans may change, but our hearts remain

[lyric excerpt: I Prevail - Everytime you leave]

My sincerest gratitude to @xx-calibre for enduring my endless whining and the WIP spam to help me out. I owe you everything, my love.

What if the one thing that I missed Was everything I need to pass the test? And if I fail what happens then? Can I still count on you as a friend?

Ah yes, new DBD killer, aka. Teenagers by MCR!

@romanianbrotherhood    Since you wanted to be tagged~ ;)

As it was expected of all noble women in Italy’s Renaissance era, they had to learn only how to be the perfect wives for their future husbands, chosen only to make strong allegiances between families, and create heirs to ensure the continuation of the renowned name. For the Templars especially that had to be ensured, in order to strengthen their numbers, overthrow any Assassin ruling and conquer the world, political-wise. That may have been the reason for the tremendous shock the Riario family had when their daughter, instead of behaving like a proper lady, kept exhibiting lack of manners and a love for the barbaric since very young.

How were they supposed to wed such an untamed soul? Who would be willing to take care of such an unruly child, if even her parents couldn’t stop her from misbehaving?

Wearing breeches instead of dresses and a using a sword instead of a needle, she grew up to the ripe age of womanhood, and yet, her wildness only seemed to increase. Many suitors came to court her, yet they were all turned down before they could even introduce themselves, using a petty excuse at all times. That is, until her parents grew fed up, and at her mother’s request, her father was to escort her to the house of the great painter da Vinci, known for his love of art and soft attitude, from which she should be able to learn. The plan was to let her there until she learns how to properly behave like a woman should, so they could finally give her off to some noble Templar. Clearly, she refused anything proposed by her parents, but with a slap on her face, she begrudgingly accepted the silly feat, letting her maid pack up whatever comfortable clothes she had and followed her father into the carriage, to the artist’s home. He knocked on the door firmly, her hiding behind him, looking away and scoffing, until someone finally answered the call.

Can make you laugh

even if it hurts…

Remembers about yours birthday, despite you don’t want it

Wants to spend free time with you, no matter what you do