#wouldbeking

guilt still flowed throughout he. she hated herself for the need she felt   ---   a fact which was ever-present. the angels, specifically castiel, discovering her returned addiction, made it all the more worse. the blood was something she reviled, but in the same  breath it was so enrapturing --- the taste, the high, the power she obtained was damn near irresistible. she would not stop.  could not stop. but the apology, all the while, was sincere.

Hello guys. I thought a long about that but I have the feeling that I have lost the contact to Sif in a way. She has changed a lot and I know that my interpretation of Lady Sif is SOOOO far away from being canon to the marvel verse...it is not describable.

First I want to thank all the characters who made me develope the Lady Sif I have now and I LOVE everyone I ever rped with SOO MUCH. If I lost track of our thread I am SOOOO terrbly sorry.

Second

I will dropp a lot of threads, not because I dont like them or anything like that...it is just because my muse is simply not fitting in anymore. That huge character change would simply not fit in and that and I am not longer competent to supress that. What I still want to keep are the relationships, as long as the other RP partner wants to write with the changed Sif.

Third

It will be kind of a two muse blog with marvel Sif and myth sif. They will be quite different from each other. Myth!Sif is the goddess of earth and harvest, but still a shield maid of Asgard.

I will tell you guys more when I have worked it through. So I hope you will still RP with me and I will write everyone I remember having a thread with so we can talk that through how to go on.

lovely greetings

This storm, it was different. No storm before had ever managed to make Killian lose control over the helm as the Jolly Roger hopelessly danced over the ocean, shaken by wave after wave as rain washed over the decks. His crew had been ordered to abandon ship and their Captain was the only one who had stayed behind. Always go down with your ship. It had been the first rule his older brother, Liam, had taught him. And since the Jolly Roger had once belonged to his dead sibling, Killian had no intention of going anywhere, he'd either save her or die trying.

Another huge wave came crushing against the port bow and suddenly a bright light blinded the Captain, causing him to let go of the wheel to shield his eyes, not wanting to turn blind from it. Not that it had been necessary to hold on to the wheel, for the ship had stopped being in the water, it had risen towards the skies and, soon after, it began to gain speed until Killian had to hold onto the mast with the use of his hook to not fall to his death. All the colors of the rainbow shot past him as they gained even more speed and he couldn't help but glance around for a brief moment.

3- Forehead

Sif laid next to Loki in bed. She could not fall asleep but Loki laid next to him already asleep. She was much too nervous but her fiancee laying next to her breathing so calmly relaxed her.