Breathes in 6'3.

I can't remember the last time that I had a decent sleep . somebody set me free .

"Perhaps. . ." He smirked a little, only one corner of his mouth would twitch. "I'll take the coin for the monsters you won't kill."

Sjurnvag exhaled a stubborn grunt. He reached for the bottle she held out to him, looked at it for a moment and took a large swig. "Does it make you rest easier, knowing you take coin for killing those you were meant to protect?"

i lean to you, numb as a fossil. tell me i'm here.

Sleepy bear noises.

|| work exhausted the shit out of me but I might lurk a little before sleep. If anyone wants to plot or write with me, feel free to yell.

Grumpy bear noises.

|| father, I crave violence 🔪

He snuck out of the whorehouse in the dead of night, leaving his companions for the night without pay. . .

He carries fatigue in his bones. Though he won't admit it, the Bear is near collapsing. . .

He'll rest when he's dead.

|| me vs not neglecting my boy

Is he coughing up blood? Maybe. Is he going to be fine? Debatable.

Don't talk to him. He's lost his horse.

|| been neglecting my bear idiot again bc life is hectic 😭😭

|| GRABBY HANDS AT ALL THE SKELLIGE MUSES FOLLOWING ME 🥹

. . . He better starts running.

He might want to take a very close look at the bear medallion resting on the man's chest. . . — and think again, about that fight.

|| 👁️👁️ is this verse still alive?