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Across the Divide

TITLE: Across The Divide

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter Fifteen

AUTHOR: wolfpawn

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki sneaking out of the palace as a youth to see the city and countryside, while out one day, he accidentally gets in trouble for something, but a young girl deals with the situation, allowing him to be left alone and his true identity be kept secret. She is a poor girl who is only in the city to sell goods with her father, so she does not realise it is Loki, even though she sees his face. They form a friendship as she shows him around the city, and tells him the date she comes to the city every month for a particular market.

RATING: Teen and Up

Odin stared at the bed in front of him and the small being that inhabited it. He had gone to the mines, he had seen the terribly under cared for of the realm, but he had seen nothing like the creature in front of him. He went to Alfheim when it was revealed there was a terrible famine on the outskirts of the land, an island whose only method to the mainland was by sea travel, but a winter of storms meant none could travel, by the end of it, most everyone had perished from lack of food. The King of Alfheim had called on him to go with him to the island, the starved were deceased with more flesh than the small woman in front of him, somehow clasping to life in the bed. “Her family have all perished?”

“Immediate only, her aunt and uncle are the reason she is as she is now apparently,” Frigga answered from beside him, looking at the girl also.

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grumpygrounder  asked:

I just saw the baby monkey ask and felt it necessary to add I have seen a monkey in a stroller on numerous occasions at one of my two local SuperTargets. Not sure if it's a service monkey (which are usually for mobility-inspired and both people accompanying monkey are perfectly ambulatory) or if Boynton Beach's SuperTarget is very lax about enforcing its "service animals only" rule but I enjoy seeing it nonetheless.


anonymous asked:

So I was opening yesterday morning. My groggy self- over tired and coffeeless goes through the motions of opening the register, making sure there's change, it's all good. I have a cardboard box of bags to be stocked under the register, and I start to slowly move them in between guests. Lo and behold, I move back to do something and just trip on this box. I don't fall but hear a cracking sound. Turns out I managed to severely sprain my ankle on third dumb box 😂

RIP you will be missed


He lost  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Also, I wonder if Grandpapa Mycen’s keeping tally