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jonquilclegane · 2 days
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Lost tales
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Oh 100%
We KNOW there are a lot of lost stories and it's SO frustrating. About Sigyn, and about other gods.
Sigyn's name is a big clue... there must have been stories to justify the Victorious part of her name. Same for the "Meinsverra" kenning: what was it all about ?
I HATE when people (or scholars, in Riccardo Ginevra's case) pretend those tales never existed because we lost them.
It's as frustrating as telling a Whovian that those lost DW episodes never existed because they disappeared...
*frustrated noises*
Still, to go back to the original post subject, I find amusing that Sigyn is nowhere to be seen in the few feast scenes Snorri kept XD
Stuff happening during the feasts: *visits from volvas predicting the future* *visits from Jotuns* *Loki going crazy*
Meanwhile, Sigyn is just CHILLING at home XDXD
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But yeah, you're right. I'm sure there were other feast scenes/stories in the original tales, and they got lost...
Maybe we could have seen Sigyn & Loki flirting, or Sigyn speaking/chatting/gossiping with her friends and family, ... That would have greatly helped us understanding better who she was...
That's just depressing :(
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amphitriteswife · 2 days
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Sounds Of Broken Memories
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Pairing: ! Loki x Sigyn reader
Warings: latest chapter incident
Disclaimer: Sigyn belongs to @miss-seanymph-pani. This shit kinda badly written tbh
Setting: normal au!
Source: shuumatsu no Valkyrie/ Record of Ragnarok
Characters: brunhilde, Sigyn reader, Loki
Genre: angst
Tags: @shark-queen-101 @tinyy-tea-cup @vilereign @monstertreden @nicasdreamer @jonquilclegane @riseofamoonycake @imperfectbloodmoon @swallowtail-lotus @gabelesimp @sigyn-foxyposts @heldril @bromeliae @brokensenseofhumor @telvess @salmonpoki
Language: English
Note: I got inspired by my own feelings? Mostly sadness cause i just tried to put feelings into words.
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How long has it been since the last time he saw you? He doesn’t remember, all he knows is that he knows that’s it’s way too long. Loki closed his eyes and plopped onto his bed. The feeling of regret and embarrassment flooding over him. How could he ever show his face? Not only did he piss off the gods by wanting to side with Brunhilde, his wife divorced him in the process which only pissed the Nordic gods more, but some gods of other pantheons too. The image of the other gods looking at him with pity worried him more than their anger. Odin had been quiet but his silence spoke enough for him to know that he shouldn’t do anything reckless. Thor could only look at him with pity, he was never one to show many emotions but it was clearer than ever. Though, he rather had Thor’s pity than the anger of his gold haired wife Sif, who could possibly murder him with one gaze of her anger. It felt as if everyone was against him, and it bothered him greatly. He couldn’t help but feel even more emotions, it scared him. How could someone as mischievous as him feel like this? He never cared how other’s felt by his antics…so why does he care now? He didn’t know. He never felt this way…not until now…He sighed again and put his arm over his eyes. He felt a wave of strong emotions overwhelm him, in a way to hold himself together he bit his lower lip very hard. He was sure that was going to leave a mark. He closed his eyes wanting to get away from everything. The feelings. The hurt. The confusion of what he feels.
Loki felt his eyes water a bit and pushed himself of the bed. He paced around the room a bit. His hands finding it’s way to his face. His breath got heavier. The realization and the weight of the situation getting even more intense. It feels suffocating, it felt as if there were a million hands on his body, all representing things it could be. Guilt? Regret? Hurt? Realization? He couldn’t pin point it. But there was one that he could…one that made him suffocate….The hands gripping on his neck, it felt as of someone was choking him…or was it to tell hom that it was his really his fault? Or was it to tell him that the guilt was weighing on him? He tried his best, he really tried, to not let the suffocation get to him. But it got too much…so much and he bursted in tears. It looked so pathetic doesn’t it? A person who hurt others crying for something he done. Knowing he can’t take it back. Knowing he’ll have to live with this guilt. The guilt of hurting his Sigyn, the guilt of his family being broken up because of him. The guilt of the pantheon losing a precursor Valkyrie because of him, the guilt of acting as of he is a victim, when in reality he is the one who hurt her. It’s pathetic. So pathetic. A god isn’t supposed to be like this. A god doesn’t cry. A god doesn’t show mercy or remorse. A god doesn’t care what he does. Especially not the Loki, the got of mischief. Then why was he here doing all the things he wasn’t supposed to do? Why was he being pathetic? Is he pathetic?
He doesn’t know. He can’t deny, not confirm. All of this is too much. It’s too much. He can’t handle it. He can’t. It’s too suffocating, too heavy, too strong, too confusing. He doesn’t know. He takes deep breaths. Trying to keep himself together. His breath slowly steadied…a bitter laugh escaping his lips as he lets himself fall to the ground, his back against the wall. Is this what it feels like? ‘Is this what you felt at that moment Sigyn?’ He understands now. It’s a dark pit. A void. A void that crushes you heart, it makes you feel so much yet nothing at the same time. It’s simple yet complicated. It can be your milestone and you’ll get out stronger…or it’ll be your end. He sighed again and pulled himself to his feet. Loki’s eyes drifted to a portrait. A portrait of her. How could he ever have done this to her? She was a strong woman, even when she was human, a Valkyrie or a goddess, during all of them she was strong. He felt so much guilt, instead of being the one she can rely on, the one she can turn to, he was the one who ended up being the one who hurted her. He hated that. He hated that he ever liked brunhilde. He only liked her because she represented his wife. Brunhilde had her own lover and her loyalty to him. He hated it. He hated what he did, he hated what he caused. But above all he hated himself. Loki walked up to the painting, his fingers lingering on the dried paint. It touched it as of it could crack if he put to much pressure. His eyes scanned over the painting, taking in every detail. Her hair, her face, her eyes, her lips, everything. He needs to remember it. He needs to know. He needs to see her again. He must. He has to. Yet he can’t. He’s to scared. To afraid. Afraid of facing what he caused. Afraid of seeing hurt and sadness in her eyes that once held love and kindness for him.
Loki felt his stomach drop. He began to doubt everything. What if he wasn’t going to see her again. What if she moved on…then…he has nothing left. He’ll lose everything. He doesn’t want it. He knows now. He knows. He knows that he wants only her and not Brunhilde….is it to late? Too late to say sorry? Too late to tell her how much he loves her…how much he would take it all back? Too late to choose for her? He doesn’t want that to happen… He suddenly realized that he was gripping the golden frame of the painting too hard. He missed her…he can’t explain it. This room…this floor…this palace…it doesn’t feel like home anymore… he sighs and softly pressed his forehead against the glass of the painting. He won’t hear her laughs anymore. He won’t see her smile or her scoff when he pulls a prank, he won’t see her look at him again…he won’t see her enjoy the nature of the Norse landscape again… Loki’s form trembled against the painting. That’s right. What made this a home. His home. Was her. She was the one that felt as of he was at home…not the palace or the broken memories they shared…Just her. She was enough.
Parallel lines never meet. They go on forever and ever, but never touch. Same goes for perpendicular lines. They meet once, but they’ll drift apart forever…perhaps they were meant to drift apart…
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captaincanklezzz · 2 days
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uh-oh MCU art dump
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amphibifish · 1 day
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some more doodles from class todayyy :3
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slowsadsleepy · 1 year
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but like why does it have to be Sigyn holding the bowl why does she have to suffer
can't she just prop the bowl on Loki's face or give the snake a bib
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fornasedensgudar · 5 months
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Sigyn.
The one that burns the britghtes in the darkest moments. And the one that all to manny forgott.
Her name means "freind of victory" and is the wife of "the burden of Sigyn's arms" Loki.
While Loki had a love afair with Angraboda, Sigyn is his true wife. And no matter what he did she is true and loyal to him. Shes listed as one of the Asir and one of the disir by snorri, unlike Loki whos a Jötunn.
For me shes a goddess of strenght in tuff times, a goddess of strengt and light in the dark. This is also why for me she is included during Disablot, when the nights are long and the the world still cold, to find strength in the one that stod for endless nights awaiting light and reelife.
I find her also as a goddess of victory, to do her name. I find her surprisingly innocent compared to her husband, with a good nature, but very choosy of who she helps.
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giltandgreen · 2 months
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Loki: Hold on, Thor, Sigyn is whispering sexy things in my ear.
Sigyn: [whispering] When we get home tonight, I'm going to wash, deep condition, moisturize, detangle, fluff, and brush your hair before wrapping it in silk so it's protected when you sleep. Loki: I'm so turned on right now.
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wodania · 3 months
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The Sins of The Father / The Sons of Loki
Váli and Narfi
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notthesomefather · 3 months
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Absolutely stunning piece from Johanna Polle (website / Instagram / Etsy shop) titled "Loki's Kin."
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lokahjarta · 5 months
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We imagine Loki's punishment in the mouth of the cave. After all, He is the god of many mouths, Hveðrungr, Gullveig's last stop, and Stitchlip. Why would he not be in the mouth?
Because you don't put out a fire by giving it, O Loptr, fine mountain air, sunlight, or wind.
You don't squelch a light with more light. You leave it in darkness to rot.
O, that dark primordial Thing. That cold-blooded Prometheus of the frozen north. How do you kill the deathless? You torture it to finality. Liver meet eagle. Sisyphus get happy. Loki, meet hole. (tale as old as time)
You leave him as deep as you can get him. Deep as the quick, that Blood Gave Loðurr.
And you leave that Goatballed Jester without the only thing he ever wanted. An audience. The sound of laughter. Good company.
And you leave that thrice bound sucker there to rot, wrapped round with the promise that your children, too, will be snuffed out like votive candles. Rot with them now and crawl home to your daughter. Crawling King Snake, welcome home.
That's what makes Sigyn so compelling. Sigyn, Victory Woman, The Thing With Feathers -
Rabbit says; "Joy To The Fettered,"
She flies down the tunnel, she comes heartbroken, she comes alone.
This is an Oubliette - who would choose to come but the Victorious?
This isn't Orpheus come to find her blushing bride.
This is Persephone making her bed with the mother of Monsters.
And she comes out again, from the depths which grant no mercy, with neither light, or joy, or wind, or sky. Just a bowl of poison, thirstier once emptied.
Sigyn, The Thing With Feathers, comes out of the cave and the stink and the rot. And does she stop a moment? Does she breathe the alpine air and sigh and maybe, just maybe, weep?
We know just this. She goes back.
Sigyn, The Thing With Feathers, knows that Nothing Lasts Forever. And someday, we know, all hell breaks loose.
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jonquilclegane · 2 days
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Is Sigyn a bit of an introvert?
Reading the Eddas, once again, and I can't help but noticed that in 99% of the feast scenes, Sigyn is not present.
Look at the Lokasenna, or the feast where Thor tells that healer lady he saw her husband alive, etc.
As Loki's wife and as a goddess, Sigyn should be present... and yet it seems she's not.
So the question is: why?
Maybe she does not like huge feasts?
Maybe she prefers the comfort of her home to the loud, busy places?
I mean, even if we go with the Valkyrie theory, she still should be there with her sisters... yet, it seems she's not.
Sif: Hey, are you coming to that party in Valaskalf? Everyone will be there! It's gonna be so fun!
Sigyn: Everyone??... Er... Oh no, I'm sick *fake cough*
Sif: Seriously? You never have fun.
Sigyn, surrounded by her bowls and books and pies: You and I, we have a different meaning for "fun", dear :)
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godsofhumanity · 3 months
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Sigyn: I can't believe you assassinated Baldr! Loki: Well, 'assassinated' implies it was politically motivated. I killed him because he was a dick, so technically I murdered him Sigyn: That's not better!
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dank-art · 4 months
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Here comes the sun 🐍☀️
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queenofswords · 1 year
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working with norse deities
óðinn: "don't worry, i'll get it done. just don't ask me how."
frigg: "secrets are worth gold. yours are diamond. share with discretion."
loki: "i'll break your bone so it'll heal right this time."
sigyn: "would you rather be right or be loved?"
angrboða: "you are the only god you have to live with."
freyja: "go loud. we'll deal with the consequences."
freyr: "...we gotta? okay. baby, hold my beer."
njǫrðr: "can i interest you in some chill the fuck out in this trying time?"
hel: "i'll hold you through it—and you still have to do this."
fenrir: "...can we bite them? we could, in fact, bite them."
jǫrmungandr: "this too shall pass."
gullveig: "fuck around. find out. remember."
þórr: "not everything is a nail, but a screw still bows to a hammer."
sif: "everything is a little more possible with a belly full of warm food."
skaði: "there is always an opportune moment. find it."
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bowldrips · 7 months
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Happy Spongecake Day! 🍰
And happy 6th anniversary to this comic of Logi and Loki's annual eating rematch~
Logi is still undefeated.
(In the Tale of Útgarða-Loki, Loki is challenged to and defeated in an eating contest by the giant Logi, who turns out to be the embodiment of wildfire. Spongecake Day is a Lokean holiday that falls on September 4-5 that commemorates a time on Tumblr when someone got elitist backlash after posting a picture of a spongecake they offered to Loki ; and the Lokean community responded to the discourse with retorts, spongecake spam and a new tradition.)
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