i am called valkyrie; she who defends asgard.

                                                     THAT 70′S SHOW PROMPTS — ft. @bcrathecn

Dark eyes trained on the boy in front of her. Pale skin, light hair, soft features. He did not appear a child of war, did not seem the type to fight his battles with guns or swords. She considered a moment, arguing with him. She was sure she could force him to stay, though she wasn’t sure it was entirely worth the effort. ‘Damn mortals,’ she muttered under her breath, shaking her head before steeling herself, staring at him with a fierce gaze. ‘Fine. But you stay by me, understood? One wrong move and I’ll take care of you myself.’

                               SUPER TEXT LIST ( tfln inspired ) - ft. @graveycrds

[text: the green one] two questions and then i’ll answer

[text: the green one] will there be booze

                                                         Send me &*& ; 6. ‘I’m gonna need more rope.’                                                                                       ft. loki ( @egoburned​​ )

She eyed the individual in front of her, eyes shining bright with amber and gold amidst their deep hue. A faint smile pulled at her lips, so minuscule it may have been invisible to anyone else. Taking her time, she leaned forward, amusement bubbling up from her throat as the bound man drew back from her as much as he could, eyes wide and hesitant. Her smile, if it could be called that, never wavered. She didn’t flinch at his caution, nor found surprise in the fear creeping onto his features. She tended to have that reaction, even when not in a precarious situation like this.

Her arms reached forward, adjusting the soft cloth covering his mouth to keep him from talking. ‘Now, are we going to behave?’ She was answered with an insistent nod before finishing her question. She took a moment before reaching behind him to tug the knot free, cloth not even fully leaving his face before frantic screams, cursing and swearing and threatening, filled the room.

She merely rolled her eyes, fastening the cloth back into its former position. ‘You remember you were the one who tried to attack us, right?’ She questioned, dry humor in her voice. Her answer was not verbal, yet his limbs thrashed against the knots tying him to the chair. The Valkyrie only shook her head, exasperated and bored, glancing over her shoulder at the dark-haired individual behind her.

‘I’m gonna need more rope.’

“hey, do you know anywhere that’s hiring around here?” most of her money had been used to get here and pay an application fee for university classes.

not having much interests in trivial things as jobs, particularly not of the general midgardian persuasion, she had little knowledge of who might be hiring, though as she opened her mouth she attempted to at least try and be helpful. ‘the diner down the street is particularly slow, perhaps they are looking.’ it was the best suggestion she had, having not been in this city for very long.

charlie chewed on her lip as she stared at the stupid square thing in her hand. “how do you even work this?” she asked. she’d seen someone talking on something similar. she thought maybe she could find owen. “this is stupid.”

a less than dignified snort was more or less her response to the question. rolling her eyes almost fondly, she gave a brief look at the device, if only to quell her curiosity. ‘hell if i know. did you try mashing your fingers against it and hoping for the best?’ though she wasn’t adverse to technology, she found little use with many of the gadgets here in washington, or in midgard in general.

                                       the ‘we’re all emo af’ lyric starters ( ft. @cfcourageandheart​ )

emotion flickers across her features fleetingly, something warm flares in her gut, something unfamiliar ( or perhaps just more uncomfortable ) with the sensation. instead, she just lifts an unperturbed eyebrow, any feelings of kinship or god forbid affection wiped from her face, an easy smirk tugging at her lips to replace it. she tilts her head, eying the brunette before replying. ‘who says i’m even trying at all?’

“Care for a drink?”  The zombie asked as he placed a glass on the able.  “I’m making a bloody mary, but I could easily make it two if you’re up for it.”

valkyrie raised an eyebrow at the offer. never one to turn down a drink, particularly of the alcoholic persuasion, a faint smirk crawled its way up her lips. she took the other individual in for a moment. ‘well, if you insist.’ she leaned her arms against the table, eyes warm and mouth upturned at the corners. ‘you got anything stronger? i’m more of a hard liquor kind of girl.’

“Sure we almost died, but it was exciting, yeah?” Lya grinned at the person closest to her, grey eyes alight with mischief. 

valkyrie’s expression was bland, faint. she merely watched the other woman for a silent moment, eyebrow quirked upwards and lips slanted into a thin line. she pondered the woman for a moment more before the corners of her lips tugged upwards, hinting at amusement. ‘i like the way you think, lady.’ it was more of a statement than a comment, sounded more of a fact than opinion. ‘i think i’ll keep you around.’