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romanttia · 2 days

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I haven't post art in forever cuz graduation is coming 😭 but here's some ror oc doodle dump from my insta 😤❤

Lanjar redesign & her Olympus dress

That one MLP meme & Nyi Blorong 🐍

My Blood of Zeus oc!!! Since season 2 is coming thought I'd bring her back 💕💖

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viviennevermillion · 4 months

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Guys I got my Buddha x OC commission by the amazingly talented @/nieca5 on Instagram and I love it so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺

My OC, Isolde, is a Valkyrie & the daughter of Freya and a demigod, making her about 3/4 god. As her divine powers haven't manifested yet, instead of helping the other Valkyries to guide the human souls to Valhalla, she greets them there once they arrive. While the gods who held her position before would often intimidate the humans and remind them of their place, Isolde understands herself as more of a glorified tour guide, often presenting her introduction of the realm as an extravagant musical number.

She has a Disney Princess demeanor and adores her once human partner with all her heart. Her best friends on the other hand are Nostradamus and Apollo and they're a disaster trio. Sometimes they partake in the musical numbers.

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv buddha #ror buddha #buddha x oc #ror oc #snv oc #record of ragnarok buddha #shuumatsu no valkyrie buddha

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44ryder · 11 months

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Hercules walks you home after a mission, but Buddha has *cough cough* company over

(Y/n): “thank you for walking me home, sorry we didn’t make much progress today.”

Hercules: “don’t worry about it, as long as we keep doing our best, we’ll figure out a plan!”

(Y/n): *giggles* “I’m glad you have enough confidence for the both of us.”

Hercules: “get plenty of rest, I’ll see you tomorrow!”

(Y/n): “yeah goodnight-……I can’t go in.”

Hercules: *confused* “did you forget your key?”

(Y/n): “no… the drapes are pulled…Buddha only closes the curtain drapes when he has…a friend over.”

Hercules: *still confused*

(Y/n): “it’s like a neck tie on the door knob.”

Hercules: *even more confused* “…oh”

*Buddhas voice from inside the house:* “don’t be shy, ya know you like it~”

Hercules and (y/n) beat red

*loud unknown female voice*: “Ohhh Buddha you magnificent beast!!!”

(Y/n): “Gahh! We’re too close!”

Hercules and (y/n) running away.

Buddha: *loudly* “ahhh shaddup and take it baby!”

(Y/n): “Still too close!!!”

P.s. My ror fanfic is officially published on wattpad (check my bio) with new chapters every Thursday! Hit me up with ideas!!!

#record of ragnarok #snv #hercules snv #snv fanfic #record of ragnarok hercules #record of ragnarok fanfic #hercules #ror fanfic #ror hercules #ror buddha #snv buddha #record of ragnarok buddha #buddha #snv oc #ror oc #record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnarok heracles

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amphitriteswife · 3 months

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Too far in to turn Away

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Warnings: Angst, no comfort. Newest chapter incident.

Pairing: Loki x Sigyn reader.

Disclaimer: Sigyn in this story belongs to @miss-seanymph-pani ‘s oc.

Tags:@miss-seanymph-pani @brokensenseofhumor @vilereign @monstertreden @tinyy-tea-cup @viostar2095 @nicasdreamer

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Loki was staring up at the ceiling. His eyes not really holding any emotion besides sadness and perhaps regret. He hates feelings. They bothered him and he had no idea on how to deal with them. They were a nuisance. Odin had forbidden him to do anything. Yet everyone was surprised that he obliged. It was no secret that he was dealing with something and he hated it. He hated that everyone knew. Ironic isn’t it? He’s usually always in other’s business. Yet when it comes to himself he dispises it. He turned and looked at the mirror. His eyes staring directly into his. He hated it. He looked pathetic. He hated looking at the effect this all had on him.

He took a deep breath and sighed before he left his chambers. On his way out he bumped into Sif and Idunn. Loki could already feel their displeased aura. Sif looked at him with masked anger. She was one off the goddesses his wife was close with. He clenched jaw and avoided Sif who scoffed at him. Her gold hair flaring up. He remembered how Sif got her golden hair. He played a prank on her and had to pay the price. He laughed a little. The relaisstation hit him like a ton of bricks. This was just like any other prank he played, he now had to pay the price. But now it was different, because no matter the prank, no matter how bad he fucked up, she would be there for him. But she isn’t here….and its all his fault. Loki felt his eyes sting and swallowed before he excused himself. He still smiled as ever, yet his eyebrows and eyes gave away what he was feeling. Eyes are the mirror of one’s soul after all. He walked past both Sif and Idunn. He hadn’t looked at Idunn once, but already knew she only felt pity for him as if he was a pathetic child.

He walked endlessly in the castle. Why? He couldn’t answer that question either. Perhaps he was unintentionally searching for something. Something that reminded him of her. That’s why he even got up today. For her. He’d do it all just for her. He was too deep in thought to know that he stopped in front of the room he once kept a secret in. His eyes lingering on the handle before you could hear a soft clink of the handle being pushed. He stepped inside the room and scanned it. His eyes falling on the porcelain doll. It looked dusty, as if no one took care of it. Loki closed the door and walked towards the doll. With every step he took he felt his anger flare up. He hated that thing now. He scowled and grabbed the doll by the shoulder before forcefully slamming it to the ground, shattering it in the process. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself before his eyes noticed the wedding dress. It was plain and simple. Why? Was it plain and simple? A wedding dress is usually lavish and stylish right? So why that dress?… that’s because his wife wore a similar wedding dress. Loki picked up the wedding dress and dusted it off and neatly folded it. The dress was a reminder of his wife, how could he not neatly take care of it? He placed the dress on the bed in the room.

He took a step away from the bed and accidentally broke a another piece of the doll. He scoffed and stepped on the doll’e face, breaking it into even more pieces. The whole idea of that thing looking like Brunhilde made him sick. Why did he ever like her in the first place? Why? Brunhilde already had Siegfried, and he had his dear wife. He scoffed. He hated all of this. He wants to take it back. To make it seem as if it’s all a joke. But it wouldn’t help. He clenched his teeth, his body shaking. He himself wasn’t even sure if it wad rage or sadness. He closed his eyes, some tears falling in the process. He quickly put a hand over his mouth to suppress the sobs. He hated this. This wasn’t like him. Loki doesn’t cry. He doesn’t feel anything other than mischief and sadism. He hates humans. So why was he here in crying like one? He was a sobbing mess. He didn’t mean for all this to happen. He never wanted to hurt you. Why did he ever even like Brunhilde?…that’s right, it was because it reminded him of his wife of when she was a Valkyrie before she descended to a goddess. He didn’t love Brunhilde. He just loves what he saw in her, and what he saw was his wife.

Loki started sobbing even harder and buried his face into his hands quietly mumbled something for no one to hear. ‘Please..:i’m so sorry, i’ll do everything to make it right…I’ll cry and beg if thats what you want…. I know i’m a fool who took you for granted….please…I’ll do it all of you ask me too…i’m sorry….i’m so…so sorry….’ He sobbed some more before he took another deep breath to calm the crying. His eyes landed on a painting. A painting of his wife. It was a vivid and beautiful painting. A deep pain came over him as her he remembered that day, the day they had gotten married. He stared at the painting, but soon saw something he didn’t like. In the painting Loki was laying in her lap while he looked up at her, however her head was turned to the side a bit and so were her eyes. ‘Where are you looking at?’ Loki asked her in the painting as if she could respond. His eyes still burning from the tears. It annoyed him that she wasn’t looking at him. He walked closer to the painting ‘Don’t look away. Look at me.’ He said to the painting as if he was having a full conversation, yet there was no response. Loki fell to his knees in front of the painting and said in between sobs ‘please…I miss you…I want to see you…I hope you come back…Sigyn’

Note: thank yall for Reading this monstrosity. Also english isn’t my first language. So sorry about thay

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sketchy-owl · 1 year

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During her pregnancy Eirene was hosted in Poseidon's undersea palace and spent time with her young cousins. The gods thought that she would be save there because...well no one is that stupid to go against Poseidon.🤣🤣 maybe Loki...😌😌😌 Brave or dumb? Who knows....

😌😌😌 Brave or dumb? Who knows....

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m3l-moony · 5 months

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IN A FIGHT, RIGHT?

(snv/ror x my oc/persona)

Mel: *looking at Hrist*

Mel: “I can take her...”

Sasaki: “In a fight, right?”

Mel: *silently drinks her coffee*

Sasaki: “In a fight, RIGHT?!”

(a/n): Tbh, idk why I did this—

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #snv #ror #kojiro sasaki #snv kojiro sasaki #ror kojiro sasaki #snv oc #ror oc #my persona #my oc #snv hrist #ror hrist #m3lmoonyoc #m3lmoonypersona #m3lmoonywritings

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gabelesimp · 28 days

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Yo @brokensenseofhumor 😭

(He's referring to Amihan btw-)

#record of ragnarok #snv #lotusspeaks!#snv oc #ror shiva

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tinyy-tea-cup · 1 month

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The bride and the ugly ass groom 😔💖

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #終末のワルキューレ #record of ragnarok oc #ror oc #snv oc #ror adamas #look at them 😭💖#HE LOOKS LIKE JULIUS CAESAR 💀#oh… OHHHHHH #IYKYK 💀💀#CUZ POSEIDON STABS HIM #LIKE BRUTUS DID TO CAESAR

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riseofamoonycake · 8 months

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Soooo! After a long time, I have finally decided to show you all my ror OC 👉🏻��🏻😳 obviously, she is a Moon Goddess eheheh

NOTE: Tanit has actually already appeared as the reader in this story, so some of you may have already read about her. The creation of this OC took place in conjunction with the fic, and what was supposed to remain as the reader eventually became something more.

Tanit, Moon Goddess of Carthage (ROR OC)

🌙 Appearance

Tanit is the Goddess of Love, Fertility and Moon, Mother Goddess and tutelary deity of city of Carthage (Phoenician emporium on the coast of Tunisia). Goddess with an ambivalent face, gentle and sweet with those who ask for her help as ruthless and terrible with her enemies, she appears as a tall and buxom deity, always dressed in red, gold and black. On her head is the diadem with the same symbol reproduced everywhere in Carthage; her pale skin always emanates a soft clarity, while her tears are reputed to cure infertility.

🌙 Past...

Tanit was born as a simple lunar deity: her role was to accompany the moon on its nocturnal journey and look after the mothers of all species and their offspring.

Her fortunes changed following a incident in which she unwittingly deprived the king of his pantheon of his military honors and the city of Carthage began to venerate her as its patroness and main goddess; this provoked a war among the gods which culminated in the burning of Carthage, the exile of Tanit and the death of her husband, who had tried to defend her. Alone, abandoned among the ruins of the city, the goddess did not lose heart and decided to live among the citizens and help them rebuild everything: and so Carthage reborn from its ashes and became even more splendid and powerful than before. Tanit's power extended into the Mediterranean and touched many coastal areas; however… however, her fortunes took a sharp turn again when the couple of priest and priestess who tended her main temple, and with whom she had a relationship, died of old age, and the goddess was unable to face the pain of this loss. At this point, in fact, she left Carthage and began to wander the world, unrecognizable: her skin was black, her eyes were blind and wherever the moon went, instead of illuminating, it darkened, showing everyone the pain of her lady.

In this state, the sacred sources say, she was found by the God of Lightnings Indra: she attacked him first, seeing in him an enemy, and he was forced to fight until he was able to defeat her and took her with him to the Hindu Pantheon, which welcomed and worked hard to heal her pain.

🌙... And present

After centuries and centuries, Tanit has recovered from her pain and now lives in close contact with the Hindu gods, who consider her as a sister. She is afraid of love because she fears suffering again, however she can't help but adore Benzaiten and doesn't disdain the attentions of Shiva, who spoils and pampers her a little too much for being just a friend. She believes that her fate has no surprises for her, yet, once again, something changes and it does during Ragnarok (which secretly sees her side with men): after the Fifth Fight, the goddess meets for the first time the God of the Storms Rudra, the much-named companion of Shiva, and her beliefs are put to the test.

Also, she is close to Marte.

🌙 Names

Lady of Carthage, Moon of Carthage, Great Moon, Great Moon Mother

🌙 More about the character

She always breastfeeds orphans and cubs, animals and humans. Her breasts are always full of milk;

When she feels strong emotions, especially during sex, her eyes ooze silver and golden tears;

Under her dresses, she wears a lot of golden chains and jewels. This gold is strong, infused with her blessing and the love of her city because it is made by the goldsmiths of Carthage, and cannot be broken;

For some centuries, when a moon cycle is about to ending and starting anew, a little black moon can be seen floating near Tanit. It is a sort of emanation with its own thoughts and personality, and helps the goddess to protect herself and the others in this delicate phase. This fellow is a mischievous one and takes its duty very seriously, so when it is present nobody can approach Tanit, or it will attack and bite. Its name is Hannibal, like the strongest general of Carthage, and it loves and respects only its lady.

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #ror oc #ror x oc #snv oc #record of ragnarok oc

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anonymous-moon-is-here · 1 month

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{A character sheet of Moon!}

If you cant understand pls click "keep reading"

-Moon appeared out of nowhere ever since the recovery of Qin Shi Huang. All we know shes a human female and is 22 years old. It's said that Moon isn't even her real name. She usually wears a mask covering her full face but removes it once near someone comfortable or during bathe/eating/sleeping time. She was the one who made Qin remove his blindfold willingly.

name: Moon (?)

Species: human

Gender: female (she/they)

Age: 22 yrs old

Height: 5'6ft (167cm)

Hobbies: baking, drawing, archery, gun shooting

Likes: lily of the vallies, mooncakes, bunnirs

Dislikes: people invading privacie

Nationality: N/a

#record of ragnarok rp #shuumatsu no valkyrie rp #record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #ror roleplay #ror rp #ror self insert #record of ragnarok self insert #snv self insert #snv oc #ror oc

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praisethesuuun · 11 months

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So guys, I've decided to draw my own RoR OC - even though I've only done one panel - hope you like her☀️💞

Physical aspect:

Marte is short and slightly chubby. Her hair is curly and brown, while her eyes are green with a fleck of brown around the pupil. Her skin is pale and she seems to have a permanent blush on the cheeks.

Backstory:

Marte is a crusader in the service of the Church. She was forced to become one because of her parents who, passing her off as a man, hoped she would bring enough money for the poor in her neighborhood in Rome. She fights in the Holy Land and becomes general of the troops. When she returns, Marte discovers the fraud of the Pope's indulgences and riches; so, one night, the crusader decides to steal them and escape on horseback in the direction of his neighborhood with the intention of donating them to the needy and telling the truth about the Church. For this reason she will be convicted of heresy.

When she was still little, Ares was angry: someone had stolen one of his many names and it was unacceptable. So, he sent Hermes to check, who became attached to Marte, protecting her and listening to her prayers. When the crusader dies, her soul will go to Hellheim because of her sins, but Hermes, in order not to lose it, entrusts the soul of Marte to Hades. After proving her worth, the king of the Underworld will appoint her as general of the troops of Helleim, as well as right hand man.

Abilities:

Marte's sword becomes incandescent every time her faith is strengthened, when she was alive it was Hermes who set it on fire. When in that state, the blade can cut through any material without problems.

Curiosities about her:

• She knows how to play the guitar: in the inns, Marte always tried to raise the mood of her soldiers, lighting a fire in the midst of that vortex of blood and war.

• Her favorite flower is the poppy. Hermes brings her one every time he visits her in Hellheim.

• Marte's character is calm, empathetic and sensitive to the world around her. Her hands aren't fit to get blood on them and her soul shouldn't carry the weight of deaths. The crusader regrets having had no other choice; despite this, she is willing to draw her sword in case someone attacks those she loves.

• Her weak point is her head and thighs. Marte will fall at the feet of anyone who caresses them.

Love interests: Hajun

Songs I associate her with:

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mizz-sea-nymph · 9 months

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🎶All I wanna do is see you turn into, a giant island woman 🎶

Rhode/Rhodos daughter of Amphitrite and Pussidon

She’s a odd ball Omg why is she nicer then her parents 🤯

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie #ror #snv #ror poseidon #poseidon #snv poseidon #shumatsu no valkyrie #my art #ror oc #snv oc #oc #my oc #Rhodos #Rhode #goddess #Record of Ragnarok oc #shumatsu no valkyrie oc #my stuff

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amphitriteswife · 1 month

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Sounds Of Broken Memories

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Pairing: ! Loki x Sigyn reader

Warings: latest chapter incident

Disclaimer: Sigyn belongs to @miss-seanymph-pani. This shit kinda badly written tbh

Setting: normal au!

Source: shuumatsu no Valkyrie/ Record of Ragnarok

Characters: brunhilde, Sigyn reader, Loki

Genre: angst

Tags: @shark-queen-101 @tinyy-tea-cup @vilereign @monstertreden @nicasdreamer @jonquilclegane @riseofamoonycake @imperfectbloodmoon @swallowtail-lotus @gabelesimp @sigyn-foxyposts @heldril @bromeliae @brokensenseofhumor @telvess @salmonpoki

Language: English

Note: I got inspired by my own feelings? Mostly sadness cause i just tried to put feelings into words.

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How long has it been since the last time he saw you? He doesn’t remember, all he knows is that he knows that’s it’s way too long. Loki closed his eyes and plopped onto his bed. The feeling of regret and embarrassment flooding over him. How could he ever show his face? Not only did he piss off the gods by wanting to side with Brunhilde, his wife divorced him in the process which only pissed the Nordic gods more, but some gods of other pantheons too. The image of the other gods looking at him with pity worried him more than their anger. Odin had been quiet but his silence spoke enough for him to know that he shouldn’t do anything reckless. Thor could only look at him with pity, he was never one to show many emotions but it was clearer than ever. Though, he rather had Thor’s pity than the anger of his gold haired wife Sif, who could possibly murder him with one gaze of her anger. It felt as if everyone was against him, and it bothered him greatly. He couldn’t help but feel even more emotions, it scared him. How could someone as mischievous as him feel like this? He never cared how other’s felt by his antics…so why does he care now? He didn’t know. He never felt this way…not until now…He sighed again and put his arm over his eyes. He felt a wave of strong emotions overwhelm him, in a way to hold himself together he bit his lower lip very hard. He was sure that was going to leave a mark. He closed his eyes wanting to get away from everything. The feelings. The hurt. The confusion of what he feels.

Loki felt his eyes water a bit and pushed himself of the bed. He paced around the room a bit. His hands finding it’s way to his face. His breath got heavier. The realization and the weight of the situation getting even more intense. It feels suffocating, it felt as if there were a million hands on his body, all representing things it could be. Guilt? Regret? Hurt? Realization? He couldn’t pin point it. But there was one that he could…one that made him suffocate….The hands gripping on his neck, it felt as of someone was choking him…or was it to tell hom that it was his really his fault? Or was it to tell him that the guilt was weighing on him? He tried his best, he really tried, to not let the suffocation get to him. But it got too much…so much and he bursted in tears. It looked so pathetic doesn’t it? A person who hurt others crying for something he done. Knowing he can’t take it back. Knowing he’ll have to live with this guilt. The guilt of hurting his Sigyn, the guilt of his family being broken up because of him. The guilt of the pantheon losing a precursor Valkyrie because of him, the guilt of acting as of he is a victim, when in reality he is the one who hurt her. It’s pathetic. So pathetic. A god isn’t supposed to be like this. A god doesn’t cry. A god doesn’t show mercy or remorse. A god doesn’t care what he does. Especially not the Loki, the got of mischief. Then why was he here doing all the things he wasn’t supposed to do? Why was he being pathetic? Is he pathetic?

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He doesn’t know. He can’t deny, not confirm. All of this is too much. It’s too much. He can’t handle it. He can’t. It’s too suffocating, too heavy, too strong, too confusing. He doesn’t know. He takes deep breaths. Trying to keep himself together. His breath slowly steadied…a bitter laugh escaping his lips as he lets himself fall to the ground, his back against the wall. Is this what it feels like? ‘Is this what you felt at that moment Sigyn?’ He understands now. It’s a dark pit. A void. A void that crushes you heart, it makes you feel so much yet nothing at the same time. It’s simple yet complicated. It can be your milestone and you’ll get out stronger…or it’ll be your end. He sighed again and pulled himself to his feet. Loki’s eyes drifted to a portrait. A portrait of her. How could he ever have done this to her? She was a strong woman, even when she was human, a Valkyrie or a goddess, during all of them she was strong. He felt so much guilt, instead of being the one she can rely on, the one she can turn to, he was the one who ended up being the one who hurted her. He hated that. He hated that he ever liked brunhilde. He only liked her because she represented his wife. Brunhilde had her own lover and her loyalty to him. He hated it. He hated what he did, he hated what he caused. But above all he hated himself. Loki walked up to the painting, his fingers lingering on the dried paint. It touched it as of it could crack if he put to much pressure. His eyes scanned over the painting, taking in every detail. Her hair, her face, her eyes, her lips, everything. He needs to remember it. He needs to know. He needs to see her again. He must. He has to. Yet he can’t. He’s to scared. To afraid. Afraid of facing what he caused. Afraid of seeing hurt and sadness in her eyes that once held love and kindness for him.

Loki felt his stomach drop. He began to doubt everything. What if he wasn’t going to see her again. What if she moved on…then…he has nothing left. He’ll lose everything. He doesn’t want it. He knows now. He knows. He knows that he wants only her and not Brunhilde….is it to late? Too late to say sorry? Too late to tell her how much he loves her…how much he would take it all back? Too late to choose for her? He doesn’t want that to happen… He suddenly realized that he was gripping the golden frame of the painting too hard. He missed her…he can’t explain it. This room…this floor…this palace…it doesn’t feel like home anymore… he sighs and softly pressed his forehead against the glass of the painting. He won’t hear her laughs anymore. He won’t see her smile or her scoff when he pulls a prank, he won’t see her look at him again…he won’t see her enjoy the nature of the Norse landscape again… Loki’s form trembled against the painting. That’s right. What made this a home. His home. Was her. She was the one that felt as of he was at home…not the palace or the broken memories they shared…Just her. She was enough.

Parallel lines never meet. They go on forever and ever, but never touch. Same goes for perpendicular lines. They meet once, but they’ll drift apart forever…perhaps they were meant to drift apart…

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sketchy-owl · 7 months

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Humanity lost his first round...Brunhilde and Göll lost their sister and the goddess of peace...lost one of her precious children...her kind jasmine...

This is Eirene's reaction to the first round, as you can see she was affected by Randgriz's death since. like all the valkyries, she was one of the children she raised in the Hesperids garden. Eirene refers to the valkyries with flowers, Randgriz was her jasmine, the flower that represents kindness..

Eirene belongs to @oowlie_art (alias me @sketchy-owl )

Isminai belongs to @mawiotherspace

Arachne belongs to @pockypockycat

#ror oc #snv oc #shuumatsu no valkyrie oc #the valkyries #valkyries #randgriz #record of ragnarok oc #oc character #fanart #fan art #oc #shuumatsu no valkyrie #record of ragnarok

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m3l-moony · 6 months

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I found this cute witch picrew and decided to make my snv/ror oc! Which is more like me than the oc, but that's okay (she's a bit of a self-insert)