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*loud screech of feedback from the PA*
VIKINGS DID NOT ACTUALLY WEAR HORNED HELMETS. THOSE WERE CREATED FOR A WAGNER OPERA. IN THIS HOUSE WE HATE WAGNER. IN KARINA'S HOUSE WE HATE WAGNER. THE HERONS WOULD NEVER WEAR HORNED HELMETS. THANK YOU.
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brotherbandarchive · 3 days
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STEFAN AND/OR JESPER
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Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"
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brotherbandarchive · 4 days
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And that, mes amis, is precisely why there is no description of him and nobody knows exactly what he looks like.
Hot take: Gilans age is so messed up because he's secretly some kind of other type of hooman. The same way dogs live less long than Hoomans, Gil ages differently.
(If we can have wargals, why not Elf like Gil)
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brotherbandarchive · 4 days
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HUNGARIAN EDVIN
My toxic trait is I just can't picture any of the Herons as blonde despite all canon evidence to the contrary. Not a single blonde to be found in that group of Skandians
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brotherbandarchive · 6 days
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for the writing prompts, jesper telling ansgar something happy —just, any random bit of good news that he feels like sharing
ANSGAR 😊😊😊😊😊
Okay, here goes:
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"...so then we climbed onto the roof and just lay there and looked at all the stars, and Dell knows all the names, he told me a few- I didn't even know all stars had names."
Ansgar nods seriously. "Which one is your favorite?"
Jesper ponders for a moment.
"The one right above y- our house."
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brotherbandarchive · 6 days
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Edvin and Ingvar, enough
thanks for the ask!
”Ingvar. When I told you I needed fish, did I forget to mention that three were enough?”
Ingvar, looking mildly embarrassed, mumbled that Edvin hadn’t mentioned an exact number, and six was a perfectly reasonable amount of fish to be put in a stew, in his opinion.
This was why Ingvar wasn’t the cook, and should therefore listen to the person who was, Edvin informed him. “In any case, it’s too late now. I’ll forgo the stew.”
“Er, sorry about that,” Ingvar admitted guiltily; Edvin nodded in acknowledgment, and ignored him in favour of setting up a grill.
“…This is delicious, Edvin!”
“Thanks. It was supposed to be a stew.”
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brotherbandarchive · 15 days
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@twofoursixohjuan You know how parents will call a kid by their sibling's names until they get the right name? Ingvar does this too but for a different reason
deepest deepest sympathies to Ingvar. my man is stuck having myopia on a shipful of identical blond guys
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brotherbandarchive · 18 days
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That's it, Tumblwolves
We really must start writing the Norse brideswap myth AU
"They want," Hal says slowly, "the princess of the Herons."
Ingvar sets his jaw. Not a good look. Unsafe and frankly dangerous for everybody present. "We're not giving them Lydia!"
"Well, we can't let the raiders keep Erak's axe."
Ingvar grabs Lydia and shoves her behind him. Lydia scoots right back out into the open, folding her arms.
"...why are you grinning, Jes?"
"They asked for the Heron princess," Jesper says airily. He lifts Stefan's hand and pets it. "And the Heron princess is who they're going to get."
"I think they meant Lydia," Stig points out.
"Then they should have asked for Lydia."
Lydia shrugs.
Stefan beams.
Edvin starts rummaging in his kit for needle and thread.
"...I'll go get the makeup."
Next person go
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brotherbandarchive · 19 days
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Odr's Folly, they call it.
Edvin supposes it's fair. Thinking, thinking, too much thinking, folly indeed for all the extra things he does, over and over, silly really, but. But.
He considers, idly, the fingernails of his left hand picking absently at the skin of his right.
Jesper's leg nudges him, and Edvin starts out of his reverie.
"Stop that," the former thief murmurs, not bothering to look up from where his own hands are disassembling yet another set of locks. Another quick movement and the iron clatters to the ground.
"That was fast," Edvin says.
Jesper grins. "The locks or my noticing?"
Smiling back, Edvin retrieves the metal set and hands it back to his friend.
"Thanks, Jes."
@brotherbandchronicles thanks for the prompt (:
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brotherbandarchive · 19 days
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Man-eating sirens have plagued these waters for as long anyone can remember. Now, as you sail across the ocean with your crew, siren songs begin to entrance everyone on board. In a desperate move to save the others, you try something no one else has tried before; you sing along with them.
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brotherbandarchive · 20 days
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Not sure if I should explore my Dark!Edvin AU or an AU in which all the Herons become their worst versions... permanently berserk/feral Stig as Hal's human guard dog, Ulf and Wulf can't tell each other apart anymore and are constantly trying to wound or kill each other, Ingvar becomes completely blinded and can't find his way out of his own head, Stef becomes an echo and has nothing left of himself, etc...
Unless the AUs are the same thing... Dark!Herons?
Unless Edvin's dark AU is that he's the only sane one left, and he's essentially the mastermind behind it all?
Or is this Hal's dark AU, calling himself Slavesfather instead of Slaveson?
And Edvin's the only one left sane and trying to break Hal, and subsequently everyone else, free? Hopebringer?
Anyone up for some
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brotherbandarchive · 20 days
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It's Jesper the Magnificent and Princess Stefan trying to steal cookie dough
"Hal? Why are there two royals in my kitchen?"
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brotherbandarchive · 24 days
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I've been in the RA fandom for quite some time, but I prefer BB. But the problem with joining this fandom is all the characters that you people have made up (not in a negative way). For example in the RA fandom most of the posts are just about well known characters like will and halt. But I've been scrolling in the brotherband tag for maybe 30 minutes and I'm so confused. I don't recognize a lot of these names, you guys make content about the most minor characters ever and all the characters suddenly have last names that I didnt know existed. I mean no hate with this, just something I've noticed :p
Ah, hello there!
So... the made-up people and names and facts and headcanons and whatnot. Yes, yes; the liberties we take to help the Herons along.
Which specifically did you mean?
I'll start: Ansgar Leatherfist is my guy; he's a jeweler/metalsmith that I created so he could adopt Jesper, because that boy needs adoptin'.
The Herons have brand-new shiny last names courtesy of the Brotherband fandom here.
Thanks for the ask, Anon; we're all quite pleased to have you! Anyone else want to take this up?
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brotherbandarchive · 24 days
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@brotherbandchronicles you went there.
It's a small wooden spoon, one that Jesper whittled himself. It's not a particularly good one, but it's. His. He made it, it's his.
He puts it on the table one afternoon, while Ansgar is busy putting together some lunch, and promptly leaves the house and doesn't return until the next evening.
"It's a good spoon," Ansgar says, after he's given Jes a quick hug and a tankard of chicken broth. "Ate breakfast with it. You made it yourself, didn't you?"
Jesper shoots a quick glance at the Sharing Table.
"I washed it, don't worry."
The fork is there.
Jesper takes an extra-large gulp of soup so he doesn't have to reply.
"No, those are mine."
"Ours."
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brotherbandarchive · 24 days
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We need to talk more about the Sharing Table™️ in Ansgar's house/workshop.
"No, those are mine."
"Ours."
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brotherbandarchive · 27 days
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occasionally thinking about Ghostfaces and Stefan "consummate showman, knows exactly what to do with an audience" vs. Jesper "is thanked exactly once and panics"
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brotherbandarchive · 30 days
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we gotta start something guys
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