#untowar

Opinion on;

Character in general: Sif is awesome, but I want a lot more done with her. Just because she is a woman who can hold her own and doesn’t  need to be tied to Thor. She deserves more than what she’s getting from the writers.How they play them: untowar is Sif to me. She’s the first Sif I’ve ever interacted with, but she’s amazing. She has so many headcanons and such great backstory, and her Sif really is amazing.The Mun: The Mun is a Sweetheart who is always there when you need someone, and she’s great fun to talk to. She’s also very respectful, which was great for me, because I have a Thor account that we RP on, and I don’t ship Thor/Sif, but she was respectful of that and we got a lot of great non-shippy threads.

Do I:

RP with them: YesWant to RP with them: Yes!

What is my;

First Impression:

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Drabble Meme

: (Still Accepting)  Sky—Our characters stargazing

Riona looked up at the sky, watching the stars twinkle. It was her first visit to Jotunheim, but it was easier to go there now that Sif was Queen. Other than being very cold, it was actually a nice place now that the Frost Giants were regaining resources. Riona liked that the only obstructions to the sky were the icy homes. Everything else was open. She had a cloak wrapped tight around her shoulders, and she stood on the balcony of her guest room. 

“I thought I’d find you out here. It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Sif asked, coming up behind the faerie.

“It is. I love it,” Riona answered softly. “I always tell my children to look at the stars when they miss me, and that their twinkles would be them whispering my love to them.”

“That’s a nice sentiment. I’m sure they appreciate it.”

She smiled softly. “I think it’s more for my benefit than theirs, to be honest. It’s hard being away from them.”

Sif nodded, and she leaned against the balcony railing. “Do the stars have anything to say tonight?”

“Not tonight, but who knows what they will say or not say tomorrow.” Riona looked over at Sif. “I’m glad to be here, though. I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you as well,” Sif answered. She wasn’t quite sure when Riona had become such a good friend, but she had.

“But you’re happy here. It’s clear, having seen you before. And he dotes on you. It’s adorable to see.”

Sif gave a wry smile. “I am. And he does. I’m not used to it.”

“But you like it,” Riona gave her a teasing smile.

A Fandral/Riona drabble inspired by two different threads that themostdashingwarrior and untowar had with me. They just connected perfectly.  Another Riona-being-introspective fic.

When Fandral asked her about where she thought they'd be if it weren't for Josie, her first response was to cringe away from the thought, because Josie was really the only reason that they'd started their relationship at that time. They weren't going to give their daughter a broken home, and they decided that it was better for them to be exclusive. Now, though, after thinking it over for a while, she was reminded of a conversation she once had with Sif.

She was pregnant with Josie at the time, and Sif had been slightly drunk and playing happily with her hair. It had been so nice to have some girl time, especially because Sif could do a gorgeous braid. Their conversation started light, but it quickly turned serious. And Sif questioned the word choice that Riona used for her relationship with Fandral.

Riona had stated that she didn't believe that if it weren't for Josie, she and Fandral would not have chosen to be in an exclusive relationship. And Sif had pointed out that neither of them had ever had an unexpected pregnancy before, and both of them had been with many lovers. Sif had told her that she and Fandral, that little Josie, was meant to be.

It really made her think. She and Fandral had always been close. She went to him with problems that she wouldn't talk to Thor about. He had trained her in swords, and he'd confessed to her that it had been to spend more time with her. She remembered how devastated she'd been when he went to Midgard and didn't come back for months. She remembered helping him with his problems, even if she'd had to lie at first. Time and time again, she had relied on him, and he on her. And he was such a good man. Like her, his flaw was holding in his hurt. They just dealt with their hurt differently. 

She and Fandral really were fated. She'd always wondered why the stars never told her, but then she realized something. The future can always change. The stars share changeable events with her. They never told her of the pregnancy, of her relationship, even of her wedding, because they weren't events to change. They were events to happen. 

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