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"See the light in others, and treat them as if that is all you see."

— Wayne Dyer  (via mentalalchemy)

(Source: shaktilover, via arin-sur)

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Blue Moon | Past RP

firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"So … the war was actually ended … because they were in love?" Balder asked. "Wow …"

"That’s …" he tried to think of it in words, remembering how even at dinner Thor’s parents still looked at one another with affection when they saw each other, and how very long ago the Aesir-Vanir war had to be from the dates they had to memorise in the history books, "… that’s … great." The word was under-powered for what he wanted to say.

"Why don’t they tell us that version in the history books," he tilted his head. "That’s much more interesting and easier to remember than the dates of the hostage pact and who signed what part of the treatise."

Thor shrugged again. “I don’t think history texts are ever that interesting. If we heard them all from the perspective of those involved, then maybe they would be.” He scratched his head. “In fact you’re right — I always remember the tales father tells better than any of the things I learn in lessons.”

"I guess you could say it was because they were in love, yes." Thor grinned at the thought. "I want to…be in love with whoever I marry, and still love her when I’m all old and wrinkled like Father." Thor’s grin widened. "I think that sounds like a fine thing."

"You have to find a lady first," Balder smiled at his friend. "And then she will be just as wrinkled as you are—unless she is much younger," he blinked at the thought.

"Thor, is … I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything on it, but—" he hesitated, "is your father much older than your mother?"

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Blue Moon | Past RP

firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"No!" Balder breathed disbelievingly. "She really did?"

"I always thought the king and queen were married by some sort of agreement after the hostage exchange," he furrowed his brow. "That’s what the history books make it sound like, anyway."

"Really?" he’d never really paid much attention during history, excepting the lessons which detailed the feats of great heroes. Thor shuffled off his own boots, putting his feet under the furs as Balder had done.

"No it was — it was more than that. They were already in love when the hostage agreement was made. Mother says that it was because they were in love that Father decided to suggest it to his father King Bor." Thor smiled a little at the story as he recalled it.

"They lived together in Vanaheim at her father’s house, and after Bor died and he and his brothers formed their triumvirate, father and mother married."

"So … the war was actually ended … because they were in love?" Balder asked. "Wow …"

"That’s …" he tried to think of it in words, remembering how even at dinner Thor’s parents still looked at one another with affection when they saw each other, and how very long ago the Aesir-Vanir war had to be from the dates they had to memorise in the history books, "… that’s … great." The word was under-powered for what he wanted to say.

"Why don’t they tell us that version in the history books," he tilted his head. "That’s much more interesting and easier to remember than the dates of the hostage pact and who signed what part of the treatise."

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Blue Moon | Past RP

firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"I guess I can understand that," Balder conceded, bringing a hand up to pat his friend’s shoulder. 

"Maybe you can ask your father what he did," he raised his chin suddenly at the idea. "He had his title first too, didn’t he?"

"It — it wasn’t the same," he rubbed at the back of his head again, glancing back to Balder. "He wasn’t — I mean he and mother…He had two older brothers, he never thought he’d be King, and mother didn’t know he was a prince when she met him. That’s how their story usually goes when mother tells it, anyway."

He smiled wryly. “She thought he was just a soldier.” 

"No!" Balder breathed disbelievingly. "She really did?"

"I always thought the king and queen were married by some sort of agreement after the hostage exchange," he furrowed his brow. "That’s what the history books make it sound like, anyway."

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firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"I hadn’t thought of that," Balder folded his arms over his knees. "That must be hard … being seen title-first all the time."

"Of course, I stopped calling you by title after getting to know you better—and knowing you didn’t like it," he considered after a moment. "Maybe after a while … some of the girls might become … more special?"

"You were never after the title though," he pointed out, "it’s not the same. They just want a position…" Thor drew his knees up to his chest, looking away from Balder and into the embers of his fire. "I don’t want that."

"I want to be Thor first."

"I guess I can understand that," Balder conceded, bringing a hand up to pat his friend’s shoulder. 

"Maybe you can ask your father what he did," he raised his chin suddenly at the idea. "He had his title first too, didn’t he?"

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Blue Moon | Past RP

firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

Balder blinked at him. “You never asked.”.

The fire popped and Balder took off his shoes and set them aside to bury his feet under the furs closes to the flames, curling his toes under the layers a little.

"Do you like-like anyone?" he offered the question simply.

Thor shrugged at the question. “Not particularly. The odd girl here and there but no one that’s really…” he searched for the word, “special? They’re all more interested in my title than in me, I think…”

"I hadn’t thought of that," Balder folded his arms over his knees. "That must be hard … being seen title-first all the time."

"Of course, I stopped calling you by title after getting to know you better—and knowing you didn’t like it," he considered after a moment. "Maybe after a while … some of the girls might become … more special?"

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Blue Moon | Past RP

firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"Well, Lorelei seems to be doing all right," Balder fumbled. "Amora says she’s happy there, and there hasn’t been … she hasn’t said anything like that is happening—Amora likes her foster father just fine …"

"I—I probably shouldn’t have said anything," Balder shook his head. "She’ll just get in trouble again, and she’ll know it was me who got her moved."

Thor sighed. “If that is what you think is best…” he rubbed the back of his neck, deep in thought and silent for a moment. “So you like Amora, huh…?” he chuckled, trying to lighten the mood by teasing.

"How come you never mentioned it before?"

Balder blinked at him. “You never asked.”.

The fire popped and Balder took off his shoes and set them aside to bury his feet under the furs closes to the flames, curling his toes under the layers a little.

"Do you like-like anyone?" he offered the question simply.

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Blue Moon | Past RP

firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"I don’t know … she hasn’t said anything specific on it." Balder suddenly felt like he should have retracted his previous statement. "But I don’t mean to … I wouldn’t want her or her sister to have to be moved again … because of something I said."

"It just feels like there’s never a right time," he concluded.

"It might not be ideal, but surely moving again would be better than suffering some sort of abuse?" at least that was what it sounded like, with the way that Balder had worded it.

"Unless you mean that the problem is of Amora’s making and not the foster parents…"

"Well, Lorelei seems to be doing all right," Balder fumbled. "Amora says she’s happy there, and there hasn’t been … she hasn’t said anything like that is happening—Amora likes her foster father just fine …"

"I—I probably shouldn’t have said anything," Balder shook his head. "She’ll just get in trouble again, and she’ll know it was me who got her moved."

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Blue Moon | Past RP

firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"She … well, she hasn’t really been attending lessons very much," Balder hesitated. "I think … I think she’s been having more trouble at home, and it’s really bad this time."

"She wouldn’t really talk about it when I saw her last," he shook his head. "And then I couldn’t find her—and if Amora doesn’t want to be found, you know she can do all sorts of things to hide. I just hope she … I don’t know, it’s not … not really my place to decide what she should or shouldn’t do."

"I just think she’s got more important things to worry about right now," he let his shoulders slide down a little, "than how i might feel at the moment."

Thor frowned, deep in thought. “You think she is having troubles at her home? Should we tell my mother? She oversees those sorts of things, doesn’t she?” If anyone could help it would be his mother. She always knew what to do in those types of situations.

"And well…that’s fair enough but I mean, in future when she is not troubled…if you still like her then what’s to stop you from saying so?"

"I don’t know … she hasn’t said anything specific on it." Balder suddenly felt like he should have retracted his previous statement. "But I don’t mean to … I wouldn’t want her or her sister to have to be moved again … because of something I said."

"It just feels like there’s never a right time," he concluded.

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firstsonofasgard:

balderoncebrave:

"Well, yes, that’s what she’s called me," Balder acquiesced, "but … well, being brave about sword things and training is one thing, but talking about liking people and stuff is something else."

"And I am not you," he shook his head. "I think that’s part of the problem."

He sighed. “When she talks to me, it’s normally because she’s sad about something at home, and that’s … that is not a very good time for things like this, I think. I know that I—with changing house and everything right now … that’s not something I would want to deal with on top of all that … especially if I had to tell the person I did not like them back.”

"Well…just be certain to talk to her when she’s not sad then,” Thor reasoned, “there’s no reason you shouldn’t be able to. You have lessons together don’t you?”

"She … well, she hasn’t really been attending lessons very much," Balder hesitated. "I think … I think she’s been having more trouble at home, and it’s really bad this time."

"She wouldn’t really talk about it when I saw her last," he shook his head. "And then I couldn’t find her—and if Amora doesn’t want to be found, you know she can do all sorts of things to hide. I just hope she … I don’t know, it’s not … not really my place to decide what she should or shouldn’t do."

"I just think she’s got more important things to worry about right now," he let his shoulders slide down a little, "than how i might feel at the moment."