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[araedi]

I promised an update on my life/activity and stuff, so here it is! I’ll stuff it all under the cut but the tldr is I’m still here just on a super slow. I’m always down for chats and interactions as long as you’re cool with that!

I’m quite private about myself online so gonna keep this brief (lol watch me do anything but), but I feel like I keep circling back to apologising every few months for not being here enough then punishing myself over it when I’m not magically active again. It’s ultimately a hobby but I still feel bad that people writing with me could be feeling let down/ignored, so I wanted to drop this rather than keep on cycling the same apology until it feels hollow.

Life’s a Lot right now: I’m currently juggling two part time jobs, pretty much full household responsibilities for three people, night-school with essays, and an emotionally intensive placement as part of my training which also involves paperwork. Home life is also less than ideal (won’t go into details). On top of this, I have chronic health problems alongside chronic pain so most days I’m just crabby and exhausted; my mental health could be better but rn it just feels like I’m treading water to get to a place where I’ll have fewer commitments.

Ultimately rp and writing/creative stuff in general is part of how I unwind so I’ll always be around because this outlet is so rewarding, but as it stands I’m just so mentally and pysically drained that when I do have the time I’d rather just switch my brain off and play a bit of a game and have a sliver of social life than try to force out writing which is gonna be sub-par. I’ve been feeling kinda down about my writing for a bit and just feel like I’m giving the same post over and over, which also isn’t helpful!

As for my activity and where y’all fit: I’m still around and intend to be; still responding to DM’s on Discord or IM’s on here (unreliable though they are -_-) just being ridiculously slow with replies and popping reblogs or replies out just as and when. I’m not the type to up and quit, hell I’ve been on this blog for years so I’m going nowhere, just on the go-slow with the odd spurt of like 3-5 replies.

Of course I 100% understand if this weird unpredictable activity doesn’t fit for you: we all have different needs and expectations with this hobby and if me only showing up now and again isn’t gonna work that’s totally ok and you don’t have to follow or write with me: it’s been a blast knowing you!

If you’re chill to stick around and deal with my slowness, please know I WILL get to replies, even if it’s at glacial pace. I’ll post a shot of my tracker/a list up in the future so I can be 100% on what I owe and know you can always check in with me/hold me accountable for stuff. Please know you can ALWAYS drop stuff in my ask boxes, whether it’s memes or questions for muses or just crack. It always puts a smile on my face <3 if I received it I’ll reply to it, so barring just a few memes I have nothing else waiting!

This all being said I would LOVE to build up more long term/in-depth character relationships and sustained interactions over multiple threads. I love getting to know my rp partners beyond the muses – it’s just that right now it’ll take six times as long to get anywhere. My door’s open for any chats r.e. any muses here or on the multi.

If you need my disco handle just ask/reply here or whatever and I can send it; if you need to get in touch for any reason and can’t seem to get through to me, just send a ping to the bestie Benevolentgodloki c:

If you read all this and are ok with sticking around know that you have my undying love lmao; I know it isn’t easy trying to build anything with someone who only posts once in a blue moon so your patience is appreciated and I’ll always appreciate having people to come back to on here <33

#ooc tag #this was meant to be a brief update and as usual why use 1 word when 12 will do

[araedi]

Part of a lil' Christmas thing I threw together for the crew; @benevolentgodloki and @forevermuses my chaos besties who got this slapped on mugs and mailed to 'em

#I'll update on where I am with activity soon just wanted to pop this up from like November #long story short life is a Lot and rp's hard to be consistent with #which is the story of my life I know I'm SORRY but also not sorry bc I know it's lowest priority #but I hate feeling like I'm letting y'all down :C anyway tags over #mobius m mobius #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #sylvie laufeydottir

[araedi]

The near-win has Thor re-focus his efforts: with victory seemingly so close his competitive urge resurfaces past the flicker of desire, only to then waver at the growl. He exhales sharply, hoping his reaction is not too obvious, but it gives him a fresh idea.

By now, win or lose, he feels he’s going to be enjoying himself.

Though his sibling is often credited with unsportsmanlike behaviour, Thor’s not averse to misbehaviour over such little contests as these. He elects to, more or less, play a game of chicken. Holding Peter’s gaze, he similarly leans in ever closer, lets his voice turn breathier. “Is that so? Because I think you forgot something.”

Peter’s strength, although perfectly able to match Thor’s, is still new. While the other has had his entire existence to grow along with his power, Peter has not had the benefit of time. His grip seems to waver, a horrible tremble along his arm that very nearly costs him the entire match, before he gains what was lost again with a growl.

“Ha…nearly got me,” he laughs, both to boost his own confidence and to cover that moment of near-loss. “But I’ve got this in the bag.”

He makes eye contact, brows furrowed in concentration and lips curled into a challenging grin. Leaning forward, Peter tries to apply more pressure, eager to win and eager to win fast.

#forevermuses

[araedi]

Seemingly deaf to his sibling’s protests, Thor marched down the stairs towards the pool with an increasingly jaunty step. With victory quite literally in his grasp, he seemed cheerful enough to commit to more than he’d intended: after all, now he’d received such a dressing-down from the owner there was little more they could do save eject them from the place entirely.

“Don’t worry, brother,” Thor replied with a chuckle, and he picked up the pace ominously, “it will be well worth it!” With the run-up now well established, Thor jumped into the pool with Loki still in his grasp.

The trickster's grin melted into a rictus of dismay as he was snatched by his wiser sibling. He struggled at once in the steel grip, regardless of its futility.

"Thor, no! No! Now listen! You're doing nothing to prove you're anything but reliant on brute strength if you do this. What if someone's already in the pool? You'll get thrown out. Thor! THOR!"

#benevolentgodloki #wet cat and golden retriever

[araedi]

“Mmh, I suppose there isn’t much choice otherwise,” Thor replies with a wry smirk, though the amusement doesn’t reach his eyes. It’s not the first (nor likely to be the last) time he’s been cursed or enchanted, but the sense of powerlessness it leaves, to be beholden to some mystical power his body can’t help but obey, leaves him frustrated and ill at ease. He’s already restless, but he supposes the company makes up for the time it will take.

Oh, and he supposes the expertise he actually came seeking.

“Thank you, Stephen: I’m not entirely certain what could happen if I leave it unchecked. I have a feeling that it’s only going to get worse: I don’t recall…” A somewhat guilty glance was spared to the toppled contents of the room. “…I don’t recall it being quite this bad an hour past.”

Mismatched eyes flick down to the sorcerer’s hands, and their placement. At last true good humour returns to his face. “You’re welcome to let go any time, by the way. I know I said it’s worsening, but I don’t feel another sneeze coming on just yet.”

Stephen is glad to not know how much Loki’s knives do or don’t hurt, but another devastating sneeze halts any attempt at a funny remark. It’s a force like no other, making all of the shelves in the Sanctum tremble and knocking around their contents. He hears artefacts topple over and fall to the ground in another room, but no sounds of smashing or breaking that might be immediately concerning. No, Stephen leaves checking the damage for later, Thor’s injury being a greater priority. Besides, he’s had to grip on to the other’s arms to avoid being knocked off his feet.

“...Don’t worry about it,” he answers, forcing his brain to focus on anything else that isn’t the shape of Thor’s biceps under his palms.

“Okay, so, just to make things clear, magic can’t heal a regular injury, much less a magical one and whatever is making…all this happen. I can use spells to help close the injury where my hands won’t do much, but I’m going to have to keep you here a few hours to find out what’s going on. Is that alright with you?”

#forevermuses #>:3

[araedi]

thinking about him… (thor)

#no thoughts head empty but for Thor

[araedi]

[Continued from X @therapardalis]

A light sniff as he followed, and Thor pulled the gates closed as asked. The age where iron was of such value sat as a foggy memory of his earliest visits to Midgard, and though he pondered now on the significance of such an instillation, he could not recollect anything of the like before. Curious, indeed.

“Don’t worry,” he murmured, quick to lower his voice as the narrow chamber echoed and amplified booming tones, “I don’t think anything could get past me in here even should it want to.” Indeed, dust powdery mortar occasionally showered behind the Asgardian as his shoulders or head brushed the ancient surfaces.

His usual businesslike progress is slowed by Thera’s methodical approach, and in so doing it became apparent further down the passageway that something had been etched into the stones. “hm, let’s see…” Fingertips brushed over the markings at high level, clearing dust and debris from the inscriptions until they were legible – or at least legible in the script in which they were written. He frowned, looking to Thera. “Allspeak doesn’t seem to recognise the language. I have no way to translate this: does it look familiar to you?”

#therapardalis #let's queue get help

[araedi]

The thunderer regards his sister with a resigned air; judgement and hostility seem to have eroded to a weariness he is often loathe to show.  “I don’t despise you,” he says, at length, “though I hate the damage that has been done to our people in the name of conquest." After all, despite the childhood of familiarity which was stolen from them, how could he not afford her the same chances he had ever given Loki? He meets her gaze. "Odin may have shaped you, but you are more than his child. I think it’s about time both of us get to decide how we make ourselves.”

🗡 - "You may hate me from what you've heard about me. Despise me, even. I don't blame you, brother, but Odin made me the person I am today, @araedi."

#helsent #do it lets flip off canon and let them use their words lmao #I still feel that ONE SECOND of a look between them when Thor says “he said the same thing to me” had all the potential

[araedi]

“i hate my siblings” rip to you but i would kill and die for my brother

#u kno it

[araedi]

When first Odin had informed him of the upcoming audience, curiosity had far outweighed any reticence to offer aid. Details had been scant but sufficient to assure him that something significant was afoot; with this Carol’s links to both the wider universe and Midgard he was invariably intrigued, and duty, regardless, bid he do his utmost were there need of his aid.

Striding down corridors he recalled so often racing down as a child (then storming through in his adolescence), Thor instinctually made an assessment of the stranger on approach. He had given little thought to the nature of whom he had assumed to be a messenger or delegate: nothing about her seemed to suggest she was merely here to carry words back to Fury. Indeed, she radiated an innate confidence: a surety of self he would easily have attributed to any Asgardian warrior. At once he relaxed – this would not be the manner of formal conversation he so dreaded, after all.

Her greeting drew a polite tilt of the head in acknowledgement, amusement shining in his eyes. “Ah yes, Fury is a good man. Well met, Carol Danvers: Thor Odinson, at your service, and you are most welcome here in Asgard.”

Offering a large hand to shake, he then gestured towards ornately carved chairs as indication she was welcome to sit, and moved to do so himself. “I must admit, flattering though it is, I’m curious why Fury recommended me of all people for this task when he has access to so many. What is the situation?”

@araedi gets a plotted starter

The Hoopty touched down on a landing site that overlooked the brilliant waters of Asgard with a gentle rumble. Carol admired the view, but found herself wondering if the realm ever experienced bad weather. She’d never heard of Asgard experiencing storms or fog, and the view times she’d passed by, it had always been a shimmering beacon of gold and magic. Not once had she seen it tarnished or dull… though, there’d been a rumour about elves attacking the city a while ago.

Idle thoughts pushed aside, Carol stepped down the ramp and ventured into the city. As much as she’d loved to explore the realm, she didn’t have time. She needed to find Thor and convince him to come with her… or convince his father to order him to come along? Honestly, she wasn’t the most experienced with royal families, so she didn’t know which would happen. She’d been nervous that Odin would deny her request to even meet with Thor, but that hadn’t happened. Instead, he’d sent for his son and asked her to wait.

So she did, in a private hall she’d been directed to after speaking with the king. It was a beautiful room. Grand pillars supported the vaulted ceilings, and walls sporting all sorts of wondrous tapestries showcasing what she presumed were great moments in Asgardian history. Opposite it, there was a balcony that ran the length of the area, letting in the sun through parted drapes.

She hadn’t been waiting long before the doors opened, pulled aside by guards who’d been so composed she scarcely noticed their presence.

Carol wasn’t sure what she’d been expecting upon meeting Thor. She’d given the file Fury had on him a cursory glance, but beyond that hadn’t found the time to read more about him. He was a god, wielded a magic hammer, and his brother had tried to conquer Earth. 

Seeing him now, he did look the part. He towered over her, walked with a confidence born from both power and skill. 

“Your Highness,” she greeted him, a flicker of a smirk playing on her lips, “I’m Carol Danvers. Hope you don’t mind me dropping in, I’m in a little bit of a jam and Fury said you might be able to help.”

#paragonrising #perfect as ever! :D #V: Bit of a Hero

[araedi]

// Replies inbound soon: end of year Big Sad seized me along with portrayal insecurity across the board so I've been struggling some with replies, but really want to jump into '24 committing to more interactions and plotted threads to build up some muse dynamics!

Will be tidying up and trying to reach out a lil' more going forward, so please never be a stranger here or on the multi! If we're moots and you want my disco just ask (and I live in perma offline there, so just message whenever and I'll reply asap).

It's been a heck of a year: sending all the love and light for the new year ahead, and thank you, as always, for sticking around <3

#ooc tag #I always feel awkward writing these #life has been HECTIC for so long and seems to only get busier #but I'm too stubborn to quit on what brings me joy so y'all are stuck with me for a while yet <3 #unless you choose to unfollow which is gucci too! you do what you gotta but if I'm on your '24 clear list #I've loved having you around #ok I'm rambling now lmao you get nowt from me in an age and then I don't stop

[araedi]

Blessed yule and happy solstice!

[araedi]

Thor receives two identical presents wrapped in green and gold. Out of one bursts an *unknown* something that immediately scuttles off under the sofa and will proceed to keep scuttling and hiding and chittering at all hours of the night. Inside the other is a packet of biscuits Thor favours; some glow in the dark polish for Stormbreaker; and a squirty water bottle labelled 'For Quill'.

He’s initially bemused, then quietly delighted: even the scrabbling, skittering presence at all hours only serves to bring fresh joy to his heart. Only one person would send - let alone wrap - a gift such as this. The implication leaves him grinning – and remains determined to befriend whatever it is now living under the sofa, even using some of the biscuit crumbs to try and tempt it out. The water bottle is securely holstered in his belt, for he foresees little time passing before it will be of use on @forevermuses

#benevolentgodloki #this was CUTE aaa #and now Thor's gonna be spritzing Peter every 3 seconds lmao

[araedi]

I wish u could meet Mobius and sylvie. But it seems not meant to be

(Just know that loki made friends)

"There are many things we wish in life, but best not dwell on what we don't have. I'm certain I'd love them both."

#nonnie tag #ow

[araedi]

If wished, send to 10 other bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep this going to make someone smile. ☆☆☆♥♥

Logging on to send all my love ur way binch

#benevolentgodloki #mwah

[araedi]

Send to 10 other bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep this going to make someone smile. ☆☆☆♥♥♥

*strums guitar* no u

#forevermuses #always gotta send you the vines

[araedi]

14. which roleplay community has been your favorite to write in?

[Questions for Muns]

Ooh that's a tough one! Pre-Tumblr I'll always have a soft spot for Redwall where I started rp; Disney was a fun one in the age of forums, and POTC brought me together with some of the most important people in my life!

Doctor Who and Marvel are givens as the two communities I've interacted with most here, but I've got a very fond place in my heart for the Hobbit/LOTR community around the time of Desolation of Smaug being out. The community was incredibly friendly, welcoming and creative - it was a blast and I miss it tons!

#ooc tag #xinchargeofthetvax #ty for sending!! <3 #I've loved every community I've been part of tbh #and I have been in Many #we don't talk about every forum with a 3-week lifespan I threw myself into lmao