✨ CHAOS ✨

Name:   billie /blonde/valkyire. Pronouns:   she/her. Preference of communication:  discord or tumblr. don't matter to me tbh. Name of muse(s):  a lot. active wise, loki & my oc ostara. Platforms you’ve used:  tumblr. Best experience:  don't really have a best one. they have all be pretty darn good.. RP pet peeves / dealbreakers: honestly, kind of just the normal stuff most people would consider dealbreakers. the whole call out thing is kind of annoying so i avoid blogs that do a lot of that. any form of transphobia, racism, islamophobia, etc. Fluff, angst, or smut:  oh man, definitely angst. fluff sometimes but that's fleeting for me. i can write smut but *shrug emoji* i don't do it a lot. Plots or memes:  honestly it would be memes for me. got no problem with plotting but sometimes memes are a good jumping off point for plotting! Best time to write:   don't really have a set schedule so i'm on whenever. mostly in the afternoons and evenings. Are you like your muse(s):  doubt i'd write them if i didn't feel some sort of connection with them. what that connection is i have no fucking idea.

knuckles whitened as the grip around the hilt of his daggers tightened. there was a mixture of anger, sadness, and confusion that swam around him. the god thought it would have been easy, but it was anything but. had he really grown that fond of mobius?

a single brow rose as loki tilted his gaze up toward the elf. ❝ normally it's the other way around, but glad to hear it? ❞ string looped over each other as the trickster finished tying off a bag of crushed elfroot. he held out the bag for atreion to take.