#nerd babies

I absolutely LOVE people coming off anon so thank you so much for being brave and lovely 😭

and omg thanks for reminding me and everyone else who we're talking about here 🥲 admittedly they do look a tiny bit different in the story (Ross is very much modelled over Nick Nelson from Heartstopper, Matty's hair is curly and wild, and George is a bit of an angel prince) but thinking of IRL them is a lot more endearing 😭

as soon as news reached blarvatn of the failure of jarl baldr’s nighttime attack, kat took off on horseback, praying that she’d be able to reach the settlement before the jötnar forces cut them off entirely.  the missive had been simple and succinct, only speaking of baldr’s wounds and no one else, and the pendant feels like it’s burning against her skin, reminding her of the way bran had kissed her so desperately before she’d been forced to leave.  

she rides synin as hard as she reasonably can, only stopping to sleep, eat, or rest her horse- though, she had tried to sleep in the saddle the first night.  that ended up with her bruised in the grass as synin grazed nearby, so...no more of that.  it still takes almost six days for the settlement to come into view on the horizon, but she’s not sure if it’s comforting or worrying that there isn’t a cloud of smoke hanging over the buildings. 

hopefully it hadn’t burned.  

it’s dark when she dismounts, pulling her cloak over her head and tying her mare’s reins aside so they wouldn’t catch, before sending the horse back towards home.  the sight of familiar guards lets her breathe somewhat easier, finally able to smile at them as they let her in.

it’s midnight when she finally stands outside bran’s window, heart pounding against her ribs.  please be alright.  please be safe.  the words play on repeat in her head as she bends, picks up some pebbles, and starts tossing them at his window to draw his attention.

@rottenberryblast

“Mweh!” Blue huffed, shuffling through the mounds of snow. This whole time hopping nonsense was really starting to grind his gears. He tried going one place and ended up somewhere completely different. This time it was closer to his own home, as they had observed a certain spider ruining their brother’s counterpart’s health. Being here wouldn’t help their research at all, but this was his fifth mistake in a row and his magic was running low, which meant they had to wander around and let the day be a complete waste. 

He was so frustrated, he considered taking a random rest like Papy did. The thought disgusted him and made him give out an audible whine. Then, something caught his eyes. A very handsome skeleton with impeccable style strutting around like a plump peacock. Blue had no idea people could wear boots that high with short shorts in public. It was so daring and this boy was killing it. As the skeleton turned, Blue quickly realized that it was him, well not him, but this universe’s him. Maybe there was something they could learn from this universe.