#fear the vikings

[misunderstoodwerewolf]

UNBELIEVABLE!!!!!!!!

HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Those guys are FUCKING INSANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Third World Cup Final in a row and third WIN in a row, it’s... my mind is... I can’t even describe it!!!!! And Lauge, my man, he had not played most (if not all) of December because of an injury, he wasn’t on the court in the first few games, and the games where he was on the court (before the Final) it wasn’t very long. Then they get to the Final, he is out there for most of the game and cashes in 10 goals!!!!! And let’s not forget Mads Mensah, I mean... only a few minutes out in and when he can see an open spot he just fires it in, absolutely incredible!!!

I’m gonna try to end this rant soon... even though I don’t really want to because I could talk about these guys for DAYS and I still wouldn’t be anywhere close to being finished. Seriously, my love and respect for these Danish handball beasts has gone through the roof and it’s NEVER coming down. Just... just think about it; Denmark had never won a World Cup until 2019 in which the host countries were Germany and (yep, you guessed it) Denmark where they defeated Norway in the Final, two years after that it’s in Egypt where they won against Sweden, and yet again the Gold is Danish after one hell of a match against France. 

CONGRATULATIONS to ALL the teams who have participated in this years World Cup and I can’t wait ‘til 2025 where the hosts are Denmark, Norway, and Croatia. And, who knows... maybe Denmark will win it a fourth time...

#handball #World Cup #World Cup 2023 #Denmark #Danmark #3 in a row #World Men's Handball Championship #Danish Vikings #We Are The Champions #small but mighty #veni vidi vici #fear the vikings #vikings #can you hear us now #Denmark is on FIRE #alone we're strong #together we're unstoppable #We Are Warriors #when we stand together #livin' on a high wire #never give up on your dreams #this is our someday #it's about the climb #best thing ever

[zu-is-here]

Imagine...Cross and Dream as Vikings....fighting (badass) And a little Viking, Aim, following them

oh my god they were a family... ★

#blood tw #zu art #vikings #cross!sans #dream!sans #aim!sans #undertale #undertale au #utmv #ask #look I know like— nothing about vikings but your ask made me think about them a lottt /// #I believe they were /brutal/ >:D #as for their designs— #what if they wear part of what they fear?? as a talisman?? (owl feathers for Dream and cowhide for Cross) #I have so many ideas for them— I blame you for being so inspiring anon xd <3 #gotta get back to them sometime...~ #tried a new brush and h o o b o i that's another dealll *w*

[skyisgreen-grassisblue]

aghhh i’ve been thinking about the httyd books again and how Absolutely Insane they are…. i ADORE watching people react to them because there’s this one point in the series where everything just feels different. and they don’t give you time to process what on earth happened before launching you head first full speed into one of the best pieces of literature i think i’ve ever read

#i think the point in the series where something ‘changes’ is when we first meet excellinor #as soon as her presence is felt theres just something looming over the rest of the events #that feeling is more prominent when we meet furious too #for the rest of the book theres just something There. something isnt quite right bc what the fuck did we just read #and then all the books following that are DIFFERENT and book 9 (i cant remember if this is there for the other books) #has a warning at the beginning??? like. hey. shit has changed. #and btw these books do an Amazing job at describing fear #the scene with hiccup in the tree trying to escape the witch is chilling #the audiobooks only enhance it #httyd books #how to train your dragon #how to break a dragon's heart #also im making a post ab this later but this was all inspired bc i read the little short side books #and i was really startled when i finished how to train your viking - a mostly light hearted book #and then went into the day of the dreader and it casually informed us that everyone on berk was slowly starving to death WHAT??? #its been so long since ive experienced that kind of whiplash from these books it had me a little :’)

[thevikingwoman]

Meryta struggles with her fears, feelings, and putting words on paper.

Fandom: FFXIV | Words: 1553 | Read on Ao3

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

Meryta Khatin x Tansui | after The Key to The Castle | romance Rating: Teen. Letter writing, longing, fear of death, fear of change, Alisaie friendship, dealing or not dealing with feelings

Letters and Longing, part 1

Meryta’s pen hovers over the parchment, frustration marring her face. The pen is frozen as she thinks, ink dripping on the page. She groans and puts the pen back in the inkwell, carefully mopping up the extra ink on the page. At least it didn’t ruin what she’d already written. The letter is a mess anyway, but she can’t fathom rewriting it, little as it is. It’s hard enough already. Not only are the words hard to come by, but the act of writing itself – the echo might grant her ability to speak and understand any language, but it doesn’t confer any scholarly skills, including letter writing.

After they returned from Dohn Mheg with the shell crown, a silent thanks to Soroban and the Kojin, she’d decided it was time to write a letter. Urianger had been pleased enough to supply the pen and parchment when she asked, his golden eyes kind. She is glad to see them. At any other time, her attention would have been drawn by how handsome he is, free of whatever caused him to hide before. But all she can think of is warm brown eyes and a dark beard, her thoughts returning to the Ruby Seas and to Tansui.

She wants to tell him – something.

They’ve been rushing, ever since they ran from Ran’jit in Lakeland. She’s not afraid of him, not the way she’s afraid of the Lightwarden, but to deal with Ran’jit she has to fight another Lightwarden.

She’d have to fight it anyway, or so the Exarch says. She’s afraid, and she’s not used to it. Not that she hasn’t been afraid before, but it’s been the good kind of fear. The fear that keeps on your toes, harnessed into a razor edge for the coming battle. Fear that makes you throw yourself into combat, teeth bared. No, now she’s filled with dread. She doesn’t want to fight the Lightwarden. She doesn’t want to see the sin eaters, the ones arisen from people lost. She doesn’t want to absorb the aether from the Warden, the Light overwhelming and itching beneath her skin.

The castle looms above the lake, glittering and beautiful and unreal. 

Soon enough, they’ll rush away to find the last two artifacts, and with the post moogle improbably spinning in humming circles in Lydha Lran. It probably gets on splendidly with the faeries. She decided to write and send a letter while she still could.

She worries – she worries she’ll not survive, or change – or unable to stop or go to the Source. And when she left Tansui last, she... Well, she doesn’t want him to think she forgot about him, or that she doesn’t want to come back. Or she wants to thank him. Or tell him…

She groans again.

If you do not see me again, it is not for lack of trying.

That doesn’t quite encompass all she wants to say, and it’s not quite the right way to say it. So far, all she’s said is that she is alive and well, for now, and they’re trying to end another Lightwarden. She should perhaps tell that she’s with her friends, that they are hale and well – but it’s too complicated, too long winded, and besides he’s met neither Urianger nor Thancred. Yet it’s strange not to mention them.

I’m with more of the scions, my friends. I do wish to visit again, but if I don’t --

She tries again, mulling over the sentences in her mind. How does one spell scion anyway? If the Lightwarden doesn’t defeat her and the Light doesn’t – change her – will Ran’jit catch up with them? Will the faeries trap them here forever, chasing their artifacts? She wants to explain and to write a proper letter – but it’s a jumbled mess along with her thoughts.

“Hello, Meryta.” Alisaie, pulling out a stool and sitting across from her. “I thought you had already left.”

“I wanted to write this letter, but – words are eluding me.”

“A letter? For whom?”

“It’s not important.”

“It’s important enough that you’ve not yet left.”

Alisaie leans over, attempting to read it upside down. Meryta wants to cover it up, but it’s messy enough and she’s unsure if the ink is dry and she won’t ruin it more. She’s certain Alisaie has beautiful handwriting, like her brother.

“Tansui? The pirate?”

The embarrassment over her handwriting is not the only reason she wants to hide it.

“He’s a friend.” She feels like she should add something, but afraid it will come out defensively.

“Sure,” Alisaie says, interrupting her thoughts. “A friend happy to extort money from us, I guess.” She narrows her eyes. “But mayhap that’s not quite what you think of.”

She fights the instinct to hide, she can’t truly explain what he is, not fully. It’s not the times they’ve fucked, but the way he held her, last time she was there. How that makes her want to go to him again. How, despite her happiness to see her friends again, and her sympathy for the plight of the people here, all she wants is to rest in his arms again.

“I’ve visited and I –“ she stops, and freezes. Another thing she doesn’t want is to worry Alisaie, how her need to write is bound up with her fear that she’ll not be successful in the next fight. That whatever they do will not work, that the Light may consume her. She thinks of the other things she wants to tell him too, words of both affection and practicality stuck in her head.

“Feo Ul said he’d get the letters to the Source somehow,” she explains, backing up. “I want to tell him – at least to be aware of Black Rose and of the things Urianger saw in his vision. Be I’m not used to writing letters, and –“

Alisaie’s eyes soften, any judgement leaving them. “Mayhap I can help?”

She has never found it difficult to talk to Alisaie, and she shouldn’t find it so now. She’s not embarrassed, she’s perhaps just reluctant to both name her fears to those who depend on her, and to admit she ran from them. Or that – it would be easier to share if she understood her thoughts herself. She longs for the simplicity in visiting Tansu and the Confederacy, and that peace feels private.

“I would be glad.”

With her friend’s help she manages to compose something sensible, and not too long. Simply asking him, and the Confederacy, to be careful with any run-ins with Garleans and their cargo. She also tells a little of what has come to pass for her here on the First. She thinks he might find the faeries amusing, as long as he’s not on the receiving end of their shenanigans. A kinship of making people pay for their trespasses, perhaps.

“I miss him,” she blurs out at the end, wanting to add that too, needing to voice it despite her confusion. Her mind circles back to the notion that should she die or be unable to travel, would he know? That he should know he’s not forgotten, but that he means… something to her.

“You should tell,” Alisaie says. “I am not sure I’d name the Confederacy a steadfast ally, but – regrets can come too soon.” There’s something painful in the other woman’s eyes, the raw hurt unhidden.

“I’m sorry,” Meryta says. “If we’d been faster, if we’d – “

“She did what she had to do. It’s no need – it’s over now.” Alisaie shakes her head. “Please. I just – see to your letter. Mayhap I shall take my leave and trust you can write the rest without out my help. I surmise you’d rather it be so. And I think I’ve left my dear brother alone with the fairies a tad longer than he finds amusing.”

“Thank you, Alisaie.”

“Of course, my friend. Good luck with the artifacts. We will keep the Eulmorians busy.”

Meryta watches Alisaie leave, confident steps, her rapier ever ready. Meryta has no doubt about hers, and Alphinaud’s, capabilities. They will keep their pursuers at bay.

She does manage the rest of the letter, trying to shape her feelings into words, her mind occupied with the memory of brown eyes and calloused hands, and marks sucked into her flesh.

Tansui, I do not know if I will win this fight. I do not know if it will change me. I miss you. I wish to see you again. I hope to see you again if can. If I cannot know that I tried.

I would like to eat breakfast with you again. I long for it.

Satisfied, she seals the letter. At least he will know she did not abandon him, should her end come. The risk is always there, but somehow here, it feels closer than ever. Meryta shakes her head, and looks at the flowers in the blinding light. Her thoughts spin in circles.

Feo Ul and the post moogle is more than happy to accept her letter, exorbitant fee agreed on. One less thing to regret.

She doesn’t want to die. The castle on its high peak, pretty and bright. Most of all, she doesn’t want to absorb the Light of a second Lightwarden, a third, a fourth – how many are there?

She has no choice but to set out.

#ffxiv #ffxiv fanfic #ff14 fanfic #final fantasy 14 #wol x tansui #she's trying! #I wanted to write of her fear too #this is really not a good time for her #everything is so pretty and she's so worried #meryta x tansui #woltansui #writing about meryta #meryta khatin #viking writes #published 2/11/2024

[betweenlands]

legundo's been going back and forth around his villagers for about half an hour now by viking's best estimate. sometimes he talks to himself, but it's all idle chatter that viking really has no interest in, so in effect viking is getting nothing by just sort of waiting around -- and he's not even phased into the wall, he's just standing on top of something and legundo straight up hasn't looked at him yet.

which just won't do, so, viking waits until legundo's right under his perch, at arm's length, to make his next move.

"bell noises."

legundo scrambles back several paces, not only nearly dropping the pickaxe in his hand but also knocking a villager in a minecart down a railtrack. "viking, you can't just -- how long have you been here, nearly gave me a heart attack,"

"eh," viking says, shrugging, "five, ten, fifteen minutes maybe? you just didn't see me."

"you were in the wall," legundo protests, "what, do you expect me to just assume you're always watching me?"

viking's snicker is less of an unhinged giggle and more of a soft, low noise. "eheh. wasn't even hiding, legs. i was out in plain sight. you just didn't see me."

legundo stops with his hand on an empty minecart, and his involuntary shaking slows just a bit, which viking is pretty used to in terms of body language by now, because it means-- "viking, you're doing the voice again."

which isn't quite true and they both know it -- there's been no mania, no fervent and desperate energy behind the low tone. but viking will take partial recognition, honestly. at least legundo's picking up on things, unlike -- no, wouldn't do to think about that, stay focused. "which i shouldn't do," viking says, slowly, "because it scares you?"

"okay," legundo says, "okay no this is actually new and worse to be honest. how did you get worse. i don't like that."

viking snickers again. there's no joy in it. "i don't either."

legundo stares at him. just. stares at him. viking sits down on the wall, leans his head against one hand, and stares back. legundo backs away slowly, like he's worried viking is going to lunge.

"i'm not gonna hurt ya, buddy," viking says. "wouldn't do that to a friend. friends don't hurt friends, right legs?"

"i cannot express enough how uncomfortable this is making me," legundo responds, fiddling with his crossbow.

viking snorts. "shoot at me and i phase through the wall and you accomplish absolutely nothing."

legundo's fingers slip on the crossbow bolt he's loading, fumble and cause the bow to fire early and snap the arrow in half uselessly. he curses softly and closes his hand around the broken arrow.

"i just want to talk," viking continues. "that's all."

"right," legundo says, and his voice has reached that exact pitch between annoyance and fear that tells viking he needs to make a point quickly, "so, out with it, what horrible scheme are you going to try and rope me into this time?"

viking rolls his eyes, waves one hand, head still propped up on his other hand. "no scheme, just wanna know something."

"which is?"

viking hops off the wall onto the ground, pushing off the side with both hands to land a respectable but short distance between himself and legundo (who, predictably, backpedals, but not enough to get away entirely). "you. you're scared of me, legs. why are you scared of me?"

legundo does that nervous, panicked laugh that viking has always understood to mean he needs to close distance or legundo will bolt. "viking," he says, "seriously, what's going on?"

viking takes a step forward. "answer my question first."

"no, seriously-"

"answer the question, legundo."

"i don't know," legundo says, almost squeaks, "you're just creepy!"

"mhm," viking says, and now he is right up in legundo's face and there is just a little tiny bit of manic light back in his eyes. "so! how do i get worse?"

"worse!?" legundo looks a little like one of those toys where you squeeze them and their eyes bulge out right about now. it's not exactly the reaction viking was hoping for, but it's within the expected range of reactions, he'll take it.

"yeah," viking says, "worse. 'cause you take me seriously when you're scared of me, gundo. but everyone else? nobody else takes me seriously at all. therefore: how do i get worse."

legundo raises a finger, one hand clutching his heart, and takes a shaky breath in. viking waits patiently for him to compose himself. "ohhhhkay. okay. listen, viking, you don't want to go where you're going right now."

"nope," viking says, popping the p just a little, enunciation extra strained, "but it's either this or start killing at this rate, and c'mon, we don't need a second shadowmech type situation around!"

"oh," legundo says, "oh you're serious serious. oh i don't like that at all."

he turns. viking's pickaxe is already in his hand and then stuck into the waystone before he can get that distance. "nope," viking says, voice still flat and dull, "no, you are not running away right now, we are going to talk."

"viking," legundo says. "viking. buddy? you need to calm down. you need to take several deep breaths and you need to calm down."

viking's laugh, unlike the glint in his eyes, can no longer be mistaken for mania. it's just pure desperation all the way down, nothing else to temper it. "already tried that!"

he stops. shakes his head like it'll help clear his thoughts, even though he already knows it won't work. forces his tone back to steady. "already tried that."

#dominion smp #vikingpilot #legundo #not really happy with the ending of this one but i don't really have more thoughts #anyway this is related to stream last night: what do you do when people only take you seriously when you're threatening them? #and even then it's only one person who really seems to understand the depth of what you mean by those threats? #maybe it's not enough! maybe you need to get worse! #maybe this is a warning and a call for help. ''i can't be the bigger person for much longer. i'm going to snap.'' #''and if i am going to snap it won't be your fault so tell me -- which way does the rubberband go?'' #legundo's people don't rule by fear though so viking will never get the advice he thinks he needs #and maybe viking knows that and maybe he doesn't. i don't think he'd care though. #the important part. the most important part. is that legundo listens. because legundo actually sees viking for what he is. #a threat -- whether or not he wants to be. #and legundo takes threats seriously so he takes viking seriously. #yt #txt #orig #solar scraps #solar scrawls #dominioners #ANYWAY. more polished version of this might go up on ao3 or might not. idk #obviously it needs to go into proper capitalization first. i might do that on this post but i'm not sure #i like my metaposts in lowercase and honestly this minific is just one big metapost

[earlgodwin]

one thing about me is that if i see a david oakes gifset i instantly reblog <3

#the only man ever i fear ! #his tag is so dead it makes me scream #he deserves more hype like i'm sorry but he invented period drama's slutty villains!! #david oakes #the borgias #juan borgia #vikings valhalla #the white queen #text post

[fictionalmenplz]

These are all the fandoms I will/write for 👀

Vikings

The Labyrinth

Hannibal

Fear Street

Avatar 1 & 2

Star Wars

The Maze Runner

Scream

This acc is fairly new so I obv don't have a lot of stuff posted yet, I do write for requests so don't be shy!

Also I'm quite new to Tumblr, I've only been using it for reading so I just set up my account for requests and posting regularly a little bit ago, so if something isn't up and I said it was lmk cause I probably won't know lol

#vikings #the labyrinth #the boys #hannibal #fear street #avatar #harry potter #star wars #the maze runner #stranger things #fanfiction #oneshot #imagine #request

[vaguely-concerned]

this is a great video essay that puts into words some stuff I've been trying to express for a long time around why I tend to find a lot of mainstream (English-language mainly) reinterpretations of Scandinavian folklore and Norse mythology hmm... at best tedious and at worst actively alienating and annoying, while also being fair to the realities of triple A game development and the legitimate writing reasons that the studio chose to structure the game/story the way they did. if you just want to hear some cool things about scandinavian folklore and myths and see some banging art, it's also a good time that way!

#shit it's på norsk #after having to suffer marvel's version of norse myth I have lost all patience for having the stories I grew up with #told back to me worse without all the stuff that actually makes it what it is #this goes for pretty much all mainstream 'viking media' for me honestly #Youtube #there's so much actually incredibly cool material to work with and yet they always choose the most boring road lmao #one day I may have to write a fantasy novel based on voluspå just to process all my previous disappointments #it's got it all! it's got the frame narrative! the dramatic irony! a dead seeress who's real pissed about being woken up in the morning! #and she gets pretty bitchy about it and it's great! #it's got odin being forced to grapple with his ultimate fear: the fact that he can't control everything #(to my mind odin has always been a slightly... not pathetic exactly but pitiable figure. he's so scared all the time. everything he does #he does out of fear because he knows what's coming and he's willing to be cruel and break the codes of society to stop it. and he won't) #but no no give me cain and abel in horned helmets again it's fine

[painted-thumbs]

The Queen died! Omw to reinstate the Danelaw while they have a succession chrisis

#vikings #queen elizabeth ii #queen elizabeth news – health fears shattered as her maj holds major meeting in person with new cabinet members #danelaw #england

[babyfacebuttercup]

Requests are open!!!!!!

Just flood my inbox and be VERY DETAILED in what you want me to write ! Also yes I will be posting the Bridgerton fic soon lol

#x reader #fanfic #babyfacebuttercupfic #reader insert #american horror story #fear the walking dead #ahs x reader #american horror story x reader #request open #avengers #slow burn #netflix #vikings #love #smut #reqs open #fill my inbox #music #marvel x reader #lord of the rings x reader

[biboybuckley]

whenever someone says they couldn’t do my job (working at a gym) because the big men would scare them i can’t help but giggle because bodybuilder bros are some of the Softest People Ever. i have an army of himbos at my disposal. i am powerful.

#the big guys aren’t to be feared #the scary older men are #for example: i had 230 lbs of pure fucking muscle talking to me about how he’s a hufflepuff an hour ago #and then a man in his 50s who comes in occasionally just came up to me and asked where i’ve been hiding lately #two dudes that could deadass be vikings called because they were lost looking for the gym #then came in and asked me if they could please workout #and gave me the biggest smiles when i told them that in 10 minutes our day pass would be half off #but this other 40-50 year old man just walked in and the last time he was here he called me a tease #guess who i’m praying leaves first #the best part is that the huge himbos could legitimately break the creeps in half

[syninplays]

Got Eivor back but I needed to test a dress I did so... have citizen Eivor next to Sihtric Finnr featuring my still in progress attempt at recreating Sihtric’s hairstyle from season 4 / also she’s wearing randvi’s necklace paired with a random cloak which made her look a lot like little red riding hood lol (is that how it’s called? if not insert english version of rödluvan)

ps I have yet to play ac valhalla’s new chapter but if it sucks at least I have sim-Eivor to make me feel better <3

#btw his hair is not bad!!! #I want to try moving a good chunk behind his ear to get a more accurate Sihtric look but I fear it might look bad #will do anyways and keep this version just in case hehe #anyway #eivor #? #viking little red riding hood #my sims #might delete later #or keep it up so I can come and laugh at them whenever I feel like it #finnr

[emziess]

gif requests

folks, i've been on holiday the last two weeks, and I'll be back home by monday, I haven't really made anything recently (everything was pre-made apart from like the trailer gifs) but i wanna jump straight back in with gif making.

Soooooo, i'm open for requests, but if anyone has anything specific they'd like to see then head over to my inbox.

I make gifs of the following:

Stranger Things

Alex Rider

The Umbrella Academy

First Kill

Derry Girls

Ted Lasso

What We Do in the Shadows (though I haven't seen the latest season)

Vikings

Vikings Valhalla

Severance (i haven’t yet made any for this, but looking to)

Hilda

Daredevil

Community

Schitts Creek

Fear Street

Bridgerton

But check out my mine tag for more. If there's something you want giffed but it's not a fandom I make for then feel free to request it, but be specific with it and it will be a little less likely that I'll make it.

Of course with this, there is no guarantee that I'll do it, but I'm keen to do more gifs, so send the requests in. Any mutuals that wanna reblog this are welcome to!

#requests #stranger things #alex rider #the umbrella academy #first kill #derry girls #ted lasso #what we do in the shadows #vikings #severence #hilda #daredevil #community #schitts creek #fear street #bridgerton

[annachum]

In Asterix and the Vikings movie

Justforkix and Abba : * having their crazy love story which includes Justforkix being kidnapped to teach the Nordic Swedes the meaning of Fear, Justforkix crashing Abba's forced wedding with Cryptograf's son ( Cryptograf had everyone except Abba hypnotised till Justforkix crashed the forced wedding etc ) *

Frigga : Awww, may these two young braves have a blessed and fruitful marriage

In Asterix and the Crystal Menhir

Julius Caesar : * organizes an invasion to Thule aka Iceland all because he wants to give the large Crystal Menhir to Cleopatra as a gift ( her being giddy over a life sized portrait of the Crystal Menhir kinda helps *

Sigyn : Hello no, I'm not going to let my people being invaded by Peacock headed Roman fleets * offers compassion and aspects of victory to the Thuleans who fought valiantly against the Roman fleets *

🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

#all the hoopla in asterix and the vikings is cuz the nordic swedes believed #that fear gives you wings literally #and all the hoopla in crystal menhir #is cuz caesar wants to give cleo the biggest gemstone she ever seen #frigga #norse goddess of fertility and marriage #sigyn #norse goddess of fidelity and victory #norse mythology #frigga be like love gives you wings not fear #asterix #justforkix x abba #caesar x cleo

[wonderdustwriting]

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[cuntstable]

hhhhmmmmm i sure hope youtube is reccomending me Normal and not at all Suspicious history channels. this seems fine

#’our ancestors’ ’vikings’ ’fashination with indo europeans’….. fear 😰