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I did not see that coming. (Also, I just love how wonderfully fucked up the Johnson family and associated gods are - they just never catch a break, do they?)
ETA:
Also, as the world has a deep and abiding need for more Almighty Johnsons.
Give me an AJ character (or a Norse god, if you don't know the characters). Give me either a fandom for a crossover or three one-word promopts. I'll see what I can do?
ETA:
Also, as the world has a deep and abiding need for more Almighty Johnsons.
Give me an AJ character (or a Norse god, if you don't know the characters). Give me either a fandom for a crossover or three one-word promopts. I'll see what I can do?
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Working with what little is known about Almighty Johnsons!Tyr
In the end, he's surprised.
Not at himself, for shacking up with a Maori girl - wild and fierce and with a kid in tow. Nor at realizing what she is, though that part is pretty surprising.
Not at the police, for finding out about the drug dealing. Nor at the Gunderson fellow he got for a lawyer for talking about jail time and deals.
No, what surprises him, in the end, is seeing himself turning to her, hearing himself telling her he'll take the blame.
Knucklebones
Sometimes he bribes the guard to leave them alone when she visits. Today is not one of those days.
He's telling her about this set of dice he has, carved in bone. About how he's managed to convince some of the boys that he's carved them himself, from the bones of the arm he no longer has.
He tells her they're all idiots in here.
She tells him she's pregnant.
Bunnies
He stops at a toy shop on his way home. Maybe he's stalling.
The address she gave him is a shack, ramshackle and sorry-looking. Inside they're waiting for him - well, she is. The baby's too small, too barely-two-months old to realize that her father's just gotten out of jail.
She tells him they just have to do it once. Just once, then they'll be set, be able to give their baby girl a proper life. A life worthy of a goddess.
He looks at the baby, his baby, his baby girl, then nods. Just once. Just once, and they'll be able to get away from all this.
He's just about to place the toy rabbit in the cradle next to his baby girl when the door's kicked in...