Remember when I used to draw Sinner religiously? Yeah, I should get back into that

syndarinn

‘...Okay, where am I’----?

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syndarinn:

Whatever place this was that his feet had taken him, the young man suspected it was not by sheer coincidence to have happened upon it. He had found a corner of paradise. A place where the dark had sunk neither tooth nor claw into. A land untouched—of tranquility; teeming with life of the most unsuspecting of creatures. From where the path parted amongst the foliage was a cottage nestled within a shallow valley, and as if tied by some invisible thread, Syndarinn felt compelled to venture closer towards it. He always was of a curious sort. ’Well, aren’t you a beauty?’ It was a quaint little place of grey brick and vines. Though the greenery but added character to the cottage, and Syndarinn raised a hand to touch it, yet stay it did when a flicker of something caught his eye. It was a plume of smoke risen high above the chimney. With fingers curled against palm, Syndarinn dropped his hand and stepped back with a glance to the weathered, wooden door. He thought the place abandoned. Not for the lack of upkeep, but by how isolated the cottage was. Yet with keener eye did Syndarinn take in his surroundings. The garden-bed by his feet, previously dismissed, was in impeccable condition. The fallen leaves from the limbs of the great tree proudly standing over him, were raked into a piles about him. It was not his place to impose on this person’s lodgings, yet Syndarinn could not seem to tear his eyes away from it, as if a whisper of a promised secret spoke through those cold brick walls.

‘This place would hold many secrets,’ a wistful thought, partnered with a smile of wonder. ‘Oh, won’t tell me them?’ So engrossed by the beauty and uncanny familiarity of the place was he, that Syndarinn neglected to notice the heavy footfalls of a man burdened with a weight of sorrow draw near.

“These lands are private property.”

Oh how instincts begged for a more direct approach to the wretched creature disrupting the peace of beloved’s sanctuary, screeching violation to the nth degree, every hair upon his body raised in alert and wrath stirring a frenzy in his gut. Only Syndarinn’s caution, whispering memories in his ear, had the King calm to a mere warning. It had been the exiled Prince himself who had guided the elder through this protocol to removing mortals from their lands without violence, these diplomatic words that held the weight of the law behind them —many seasons ago when tourists had stumbled across their abode. Stressing the importance of choosing when to forgo physical means, lest they attract unwanted attention. It was at times like these the monarch seriously questioned his consideration for others wishes beyond the grave. Unfortunately, he would not - could not - go against eons of moral standing. Refraining from tacking ‘puny mortal’ on the end of his statement however required the last of his patience for today - as raw as Risk felt, he was in no mood for politeness. His bones ached. Eyes burned. Fingers twitching with the need to release grief’s tension.

“Leave. Now.” the jarring command, louder this time - deliberate and without effort to dull tone to mortal ranges - sent birds screeching in a panic from the tree-line. Strides mirroring the King’s hostility as he closed the gap between them.

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Startled he was by that first demand, the second had his brows pinch and draw his lips into a thin line.

‘--I got the message quite clearly the first time. There’s no need to get pissed.’ He responded coolly, taken aback by the stranger’s impertinence. Syndarinn lay his palms out in pardon, and backed up a step when the other began his purposeful approach. ’I didn’t mean to impose--just admire.’

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brittsmemes

reblog with an icon/gif of your muse sad/crying

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#;ooc #{ omg ok i'm going to do some uni work now }

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ofthemusketeers

#{ look at that smug asf look }#{ ya lil shit }#;v;;main #;fc #;falcon

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{ Hey everyone! Apologies for not being on frequently this week. Uni assessment due dates are coming up next week, and I’ve been busy trying to complete my projects. Hopefully I’ll be more active on here again when they have been submitted. Have a good one, Syndarinnmun~<3 }

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asgardianhammer

*tfw you’re overcome with feels* Thor and i can not believe <3 Already 831 have found your way to us somehow and it’s something I really didn’t expect after moving and all kinds of ups and downs. Thank you all for being here, for making this fandom bearable and for your love and support. You are bright and talented bunch <3

My darlings, the people who put up with me and my stupidity, I would be nothing without you and Thor would not be the same <3 Many of you pulled me up when I needed it the most, I love talking to you, kings and queens of my heart.

// astrophysicist-jane-foster // shieldintheice // scienceandstardust // isthattheonlywordonme // starspangledavxnger // thewindriderororomunroe // just-liza // onehalfakindredsoul // xchenkov // flaradr // fatherofasgard // kissofmistletoe // warlikelady

The lovelies, the talented people I get to either play or talk with, sparks on my dashboard that make tumblr a joy. You are wonderful, so grand at what you do and I adore you all.

// vitrixlic // brooklynprxject // achtungxlinks // holyshellheadbatman // sxgittarii // faerie-of-the-stars // queenfrigga // adeadlyspider // xunconquerableheartx // thepeasantcourtier // savedfromwhat // silfursvik // americaslivinglegend // theartofheroism // xchernayavdova // hydrasexpuppet // perezimovat // hexesandheels // pocketfullofaces // thehangedgod // apathtoredemption // iidunn // sandsofchaos // syndarinn

All those that brighten my dash, brilliant and peoples I see, admire, love seeing around.

// avengerssugardaddy // backoffbub // canadianclaws // soldatzimy // darkpatriotism // xwiidow // notatherapist // wingheadcap // showmaxter // vintagestark // callmebanshee // vibrrranium // youxheardxme // wingmanriley // impressedyet // specixlprojects // ruinedsilver // svikoglygar // theassassinhawk // swordmaidensif // icausedwar // lokischampion //

My brain is not in the right place today, so if you’re not here please remember I’m dumb and you are fabulous human <3

syndarinn

{ thank you so much for the mention bub!!! ❤️❤️ Congrats!!! }

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jethrocane

personality types.

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reblog with your muse’s personality types bolded, for your own reference, or for your followers to get to know them better! add some others if you know any. ones with free online tests are linked.

name: Syndarinn

zodiac: Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, Pisces.

myers-briggs [ x ]: ISTJ, ISFJ, INFJ, INTJ, ISTP, ISFP, INFP, INTP, ESTP, ESFP, ENFP, ENFJ, ESFJ, ESTJ, ESFJ, ENFJ,ENTJ.

the four temperaments [ x ]: Melancholic, Phlegmatic, Choleric, Sanguine.

enneagram [ x ]: Type 1, Type 2, Type 3 and, Type 4, Type 5, Type 6, Type 7, Type 8, Type 9.

hogwarts house [ x ]: Hufflepuff,Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw.

#{ the last test didn't work tho I presume that that's what he #e'd* be }#;headcanon

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damntagnan

Let’s make our move before I kill someone.

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kingsmusketeers

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shieldintheice

do you ever see someone’s lips and just

ugh

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syndarinn

Tag Ten People You’d Like to Know Better

I was tagged by: wasacoyote

Birthday: Late January, sometime.
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual?
Height: 6′2″ —this is all pretty invasive, isn’t it?
Favorite Color: Blue of all shades.
Time and Date: ‘Tis 4:24pm, May 3rd.
Average Hours of sleep: Around 6
Lucky Number: I do not have one.
Last thing I Googled: I cannot recall.
First Word that comes to my mind: Peregrine
How many blankets I sleep under: As many as are available. Depends on their bed.
One place that makes me happy: The forest.
What I’m wearing right now: Jeans, sweater and mine favourite ring.
Favorite Fictional Character: Robin Hood was a favourite of mine in mine youth.
Favorite Book: Changes with what I am currently reading. Though I am fond of Machiavelli’s, ‘The Prince’.
Last movie I saw at the Cinema: Something woeful. I recall falling asleep during it.
Last book I read: A classic of some sort….’twas ‘War and Peace’, I think. I did not care for it.
Favorite Drink: Coffee, or a decent glass of brandy depending on the sort of day ‘twas.
Favorite food: Nothing in particular.
Dream Vacation: I’ve been everywhere that I wish to go.
Dream Wedding: No plans for that.
Dream Pet: A bird of prey of some sort. Perhaps a falcon or a hawk.
Dream Job: I am not ambitious in that regard.

Tagging: frostkingoftheapocalypse, kingoftheravens, asgardianhammer, darlingtrickster, shieldintheice, onehalfakindredsoul

No obligation to do this, of course, but if you do: REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG. Thank you~ ♥ { with credit from wasacoyote c: }

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shieldintheice asked:

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{ ..o//v//o well aren’t you a sweetie? thank youu!! Let’s write one time, yeah? c: c: }

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syndarinn

A Brief History

Being parentless, Syndarinn was handed in to an orphanage in Iceland in the dead of Winter as an infant. Being of the quiet and private sort, he struggled to make and maintain friendships as a child. The one man with whom Syndarinn readily sort guidance from was of an old soul with whom donated to the orphanage and offered to tutor those whom wished to learn. Syndarinn was his prized pupil, and in him did the boy see a father figure.

The old man taught him many things during the years that he visited: histories, the arts, music, language and the gift of literature, and other things that spoke to the boy’s adventurous soul: of archery, sword-fighting, living off the land and falconry. Syndarinn achieved all of this within a span of fifteen years before the old man retired and later died. Those were hard times on Syndarinn, and it took its tole on him.

As a pagan, the old man encouraged Syndarinn to follow his beliefs and although he did, Syndarinn remains spiritual at best. He needs but a defining moment in his life to determine if there are any truth in the myths and tales of the Norse Gods.

The old man was Odin.

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