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Rune Stone pictures were originally posted by @forndom.
This mood board collection was assembled by @gifts-of-heimdall-runes.
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pterodach · 11 months
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Some art that I’ve received of my Bebes. 💜💙
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Severing Abyss Gift
*ACROBATICS*
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This gift is from the Heimdall Blood Code, which is Jack's. You can use it with One-handed swords, Halberds and Bayonets .
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sleepyconfusedpotato · 4 months
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Fuck it. God of War OC for Heimdall because I'm having a bit of a brainrot right now 😭
I still don't have an official name for her yet, but what's already fixed is that she's the Goddess of Memory and Remembrance.
Here's the catch: Her eyes are infused with the Light of Alheim since birth. She can see people's past memories, even if they forget. Quite the anti-thesis of Heimdall's bifrost eyes. Oh, and she can fly btw ✨ another gift from the Light of Alfheim.
She's born and raised in Alfheim, and she befriended Freyr as a child. Currently she roams the realms as a traveller, mostly spending her time in Midgard, to offer her service to people in need of recollection and retrospection, from something as simple as helping a musician remember their lyrics to a song, to helping a son recalling his late mother's love.
Still don't know what her weapon is, nor how she'll be involved in the story and her relationship with Heimdall will be.
I do have an idea though. After Kratos slammed Heimdall's head over and over to the ground and choked him, he was still alive, and she finds his dying body on the ground and took him to her own camp in Vanaheim and took care of him, but when he wakes up, Heimdall lost his memories because of his fight with Kratos 👁️👁️
and we follow their story as Heimdall follows her around travelling across Midgard to help people, all the while she helps him handle his foresight because it's overwhelming. Post-Ragnarok, they stumble upon Kratos and Freya, who's absolutely hostile 👁️👁️.
Orrr I can insert her to Ragnarok story by having her come to Asgard for an important reason and meets Heimdall on the wall.
Anyway, A NAME. I need a name. I'm thinking of Silja (which ironically means 'blind') or Ragnhild (which means Battlecounsel).
Share your thoughts! (⁠〃゚⁠3゚⁠〃⁠)
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bones4thecats · 6 months
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2023 Halloween Special; RoR
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A/N: Part 1 of the Halloween Specials, and when they are all posted, I will have a special announcement in regardance to my Request Form, enjoy~~
Their Favorite Thing To Do With Their S/O During Halloween
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📯 This guy thoroughly enjoys singing a bunch of halloween songs through his megaphone at the other norse gods, his favorite to sing is This is Halloween from ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas’
📯 Heimdall does also enjoy judging people’s costumes, though it’s mostly the children who dress up, since most gods see it as pointless
📯 If you ever wanted to do couple-costumes, he’d do it happily
📯 This god does try to get Odin and the others to allow trick-or-treating in the house, so they can connect with the new generation of children faster
📯 It fails, but he never stops trying every year
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🍭 This guy lives for trick-or-treating
🍭 It’s a day where he gets free candy to add to his stash, if he could, he’d make every day Halloween
🍭 He also enjoys dressing up in costumes with you, though it’s mostly just things simple like ghosts, very rarely will he ever put an extreme amount of effort into something to trivial when he could be spending that time with you
🍭 Whenever he gets candy that night, he basically rushes home with you and begins to add the sweets to his already existing stash he hides in your room and the one he hides somewhere else throughout your shared home
🍭 Honestly, it surprised everyone on how the food somehow hasn’t expired
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📨 This god. Oh boy
📨 He has so much work to do when it comes to delivering messages that he never really had a Halloween to celebrate, even with you
📨 But since this year Zeus wanted to see his son happy and free for the day, he gave him the day off as an early Christmas gift
📨 Hermes immediately went home and began to bake
📨 That is his favorite thing to do with you, make all kinds of treats for all the pantheons
📨 He’d love making things like pumpkin pie, but he also enjoys cooking a bunch of foods, he has an amazing palette, and knows exactly what everyone likes, because he flies around a lot
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🐍 This little gremlin likes doing anything revolving around scaring people
🐍 If you think he does this enough when it isn’t Halloween, prepare the sappy movies
🐍 He constantly jumps out to scare everyone that passes by, especially Thor, Odin or his birds, and you
🐍 Loki also enjoys watching horror movies, his favorites are either slasher movies or psychological
🐍 He’s so mental that he even recommends things for the antagonist to do;
“ Come on, just cut her head off, she’ll bleed like a pig! “
🐍 Everytime some child asks trick-or-treat and Loki answers the door, he says trick and sprays them with silly string
🐍 Damn gremlin
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🪩 This head god of the Hindu Pantheon definitely enjoys survival horror movies
🪩 They bring him back to when he and Rudra were younger and battling the gods one by one
🪩 Shiva also enjoys going to pumpkin patches, baking, carving pumpkins, decorating the yard, and making treats with his wives and S/O
🪩 When you first handed him a pumpkin and told him to draw a face, he drew something along the lines of a temple of his
🪩 It was hard to carve, but he did enjoy watching you and his wives take out the seeds and stuffing to fully finish it
🪩 Watching you make decorations and treats also makes him happy
🪩 Shiva especially loves watching you and his wives help Ganesha with a costume if he wanted one that year, it was so domestic, it made him forget he could destroy something with a flick of his finger for a minute
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samieree · 9 months
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Jealous Heimdall x Reader (Request)
I'm sorry you had to wait so long 😣🙈 But I hope that you're gonna like it! ���
Request: Can you do a smut one where heimdall gets jealous and decides to breed you?
!MATURE CONTENT! !MINORS DNI!
“Who was it?”
You had barely time to sit back in the armchair after a hard, busy day, when Heimdall came into the room with a clear grudge in his voice. You sighed heavily, turning in your chair to look at him.
“You mean the nice boy who gave me a seat in the mead hall, or the one who went to refill my tea?”
“I didn't know about the second one, but now I know, thanks.” You rolled your eyes. There, before you stood Heimdall, with his usual envy. It doesn't matter that you're married, he acts the same as when you weren't even together. “So?” He moved closer and leaned over you. “Who was it?”
“How do I know? I don't ask the name of every person who looks at me.” You shrugged, resting your head against the back of the chair and closing your eyes. But not for long.
“You should.” You opened your eyes as you felt him tap you on the shoulder.
“Why? So you can stalk them later?”
You already knew how it would end. Once one of the dwarves made you sad, and not even on purpose, later it turned out that you misunderstood his words... But it was enough that you felt sad for a moment, a few tears fell, soaked into your beloved's shirt, and that he knew exactly by whom you felt like that...
Now the dwarves don’t speak to you anymore, except honorifics. You didn't know what he did or said to them, but something that shut them up forever.
A similar situation happened with a certain Asgardian. He accidentally bumped into you and you dropped your coat in the mud. You didn't make a big deal out of it because all you had to do was wash it. You even refused that boy when he offered to wash it himself. You were surprised when you put your coat away for a while at home to take care of it later, and when you came back, it was gone. And the next day that boy knocked on your door, clearly very stressed, and handed you a cleaned coat.
Okay, this is where Heimdall might have gotten a little nervous because the coat was a gift from him, but come on, it was just a mud stain.
“I'm not stalking anyone.” You raised an eyebrow, looking at him carefully. His expression remained the same, questioning. He was still waiting for you to give him a name.
“Dwarves don't talk to me anymore. Only with Thor and Baldur I can talk freely, although it happens that you peek from the side anyway. Yes, I have eyes and I can see it.” He wasn't too surprised that you knew he was following you from time to time. But only sometimes! At least that's what he says. “And I have enough of your jealousy.”
“I'm not jealous!” He stopped leaning over you. He straightened up completely, folded his arms over his chest, and his face was filled with the typical expression of an 'offended' boy.
You had to fight with yourself not to laugh at your husband's attitude. He was a master at playing a pissed-off  teenager. In fact, he played this role brilliantly throughout his whole life.
“Then how do you explain?” You asked with a slight smile on your face. The situation was slowly starting to amuse you, not to annoy you.
“I just…” He paused. He didn't know how else to explain it. He was silent for a few moments, looking at you out of the corner of his eye before continuing. “I don't like to see anyone thinking they can get close to you. Too close.”
“So you're jealous.” You replied, barely holding back a laugh, which he noticed.
Suddenly he leaned over you again, but this time your faces were very close and he was studying you intensely. His purple eyes stared into yours and you immediately stopped laughing, now you just stared at each other and you wondered what he had come up with.
“Maybe I should make it clear to everyone that you're mine?” You felt a blush spread across your face as you heard those words. Spoken softly, in a gentle tone, coupled with the touch of a hand on your thigh. “Would you like this…?” His lips brushed yours, clearly teasing you. “Walking around with my baby in your belly so everyone knows they have no chance…?” He placed his free hand under your chin and lifted it up slightly, kissing you.
You didn't have to answer with words, just returned the kiss, deepening it.
Would you like to have a child with him? You never thought much about it, because neither of you brought up the subject. But the child, being part of you and part of him... Maybe even with his shining eyes... You'd like to see that. You would like to see how he holds your child in his arms, how he braids its hair when it grows up a bit...
You let yourself be lifted from the chair and moved to the bed for comfort. You felt his hands at the bottom of your shirt, lifting the clothes up and finally over your head and landing somewhere on the floor. You felt warm kisses on your lips and elsewhere on your face as he quickly stripped you of your clothes.
He was thrilled by the thought that you wanted to have a child with him. He was thrilled with every kiss you gave back. He was excited by every touch he felt, first through his clothes and then on his bare skin. No matter how many times your hands are on his body, he enjoys it just as much each time.
He loves kissing your perfect lips, being naked in bed with you, watching and feeling your body respond to his touch. He loves to hear the moans that escape your mouth as he kisses and licks your breasts as he does now.
Teasing you is one of his favourite pastimes, as he often waits for the moment when you start asking him for more so he can finally touch you where you want it most.
On the other hand, he struggles with himself, feeling your hands in his hair or nails digging into his arms or back.
“That's what you want?” He whispered the question in your ear, playing at your entrance.
You nodded, moving your hips, wanting to touch him harder, to feel him against your womanhood. You waited for a while, hoping that he would take pity on you. But no, you had to say it. Beg him.
“Please…” You moaned underneath him, turning to his face by your ear and kissing him. You had to wait a while for the answer, when you were kissing deeply, with tongues. 
“How could I refuse such a beautiful woman who needs my help?” You finally felt it. You felt him inside you and a shiver ran through your body.
It was a wonderful feeling of the perfectly fitting bodies. When your movements synchronized, when each thrust released a moan of pleasure. Every moment that passed in this state was filled with pleasure and completely unique. Every kiss, every touch, every single element that made up the whole was significant and pleasant.
When you both felt that you were close to the end and it was getting harder and harder to endure, but at the same time there was even more motivation to see it through. The movements were faster and stronger, the breaths shorter and shallower, until all the tension gathering in the bodies found a way out, flooding you with a wave of pleasure.
Breathing heavily, Heimdall rolled onto his side, one arm behind his head.
“You scratched me again.” He said as he caught his breath, looking at you meaningfully.
“Your clothes cover your entire back, so I don't see any problem.” You replied with a slight smile, moving closer to him and resting your head on his chest. You closed your eyes, remembering the fresh moments you had with him.
“You don't think it's over, do you?” He put his finger under your chin to make you look at him. “I won't stop until I'm sure you're carrying my child.”
Oh, you had no doubts about that.
~Author's note~
I don't know what to think about all those smuts I have written 🙈 I feel like I'm still not brave enough to use strong words 🤷‍♂️ But what do you think?
-> general masterlist -> God of War: Ragnarök masterlist
@izzy-star1223 It was for you If I remember correctly 💖
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wrr000 · 1 year
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Odin's sons when you randomly kiss them - short headcanons
AN: I hope it's not too cringe;; I wanted to write something short while working on request, so please don't take this too seriously, just a silly hcs
Summary: Heimdall, Thor, Tyr and Baldur being soft, big fluff and a lots of hugging, kissing in the cheek, kinda romantic headcanons in general?
Warning: none, just short
--Heimdall
You thought you could suprise him? Well, you didn't
He heard your footsteps from behind and actually expects either hug or sweet kiss in a cheek
Luckly, it was the second option
"OH, you want my attention so badly, don't you sunshine?"
Even tho he acted so unphased and cocky--inside he was exploding from happiness
The fact that you wanted to make him feel loved, that you were thinking about him
And on one hand it's obvious since he is your lover, but on the other hand Heimdall really miss love from other person
I don't think he ever experience genuinely feelings nor he showed his vulnerable side
So moments like these have a great value to him, I can asure you
You should do that more often! This man needs it
He don't kiss you back because he expect to receive three more times with that cheeky smile on his face
And you fell for it
--Thor
You always know how to cheer him up
He grabs you into a hug immediately, kissing you back into the lips
His face was hot-red with soft smile and it's one of the few times when you sees him being actually happy
"What did I do to earn this, honey?"
Thor is always so brute and ruthless in battles, but with you? Whole different person
He became so gentle and loving
Thor isn't scared or ashamed to show his true emotions to you because you didn't sees him as a monster
Probably would give you a thousands kiss all around your face while still hugging you tightly
He doesn't want to let you go, he feels safe
Aesir wants you to do this more often, but I feel like he doesn't want to say that out loud
But you know
--Tyr
Soft, big softie, grateful big shy softie
He saw many things, met many people, been to many realms and yet you always finds a way to make him flush
That really surprised him, but he doesn't want to leave you hanging forever
Definitely would kiss you back and take you to his arms
"Thank you, little one, you are very dear to me"
This man is so gentle
Tyr loves your thinking about small things like random kisses which makes his love even stronger
Your generosity won't go unnoticed
He doesn't want receive only, but also put something from himself into this relationship
Make you feel loved
Be ready to some night cuddling or special gift from another realm
He likes what you did and you should do it again for sure
It's not like he needs a proof, but it feels good to know that he's important to you
--Baldur
Sadly, he can't feel your smooth lips which really hurts him
He can only imagine this warm and sweet kiss
A sad smile appeared on his face at the thought
"It's good to know that you're still trying babe, but it's not gonna work"
You hug him as tight as you can, burying your face in his shoulder
Baldur hugged you back, but careful not to crush you
His heart begins to beat slower with every second
Being in your arms was a relief to him from damn world, sometimes he even forgots about his curse
Or rather he wants to forgot
But it's not that simple and you both knows that
He was so grateful for having you by his side, a person who doesn't judge and can rely on
Your every action means everything to him, so keep doing that
He knows that you want to break the curse as much as he does
Maybe your little kiss will do it? Let's see another time
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Hello, could I request a Heimdall x reader, like soulmates, as if the bond between them was pain, as if one of them was hurt the other would feel it and only the touch of the soulmate would make the pain stop? or something about the first kisses between them, I'm really pleased with anything about this man
Hmmm, let me see where I can go with this~
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✬Ever since he was created, Heimdall has been a non-believer in the silly idea of a romantic relationship - The single notion that there may actually be someone out there, who could possibly be up to his level, or anywhere close to it.
✬He hadn't cared, nor did he even attempt to try to find out his soulmate - He didn't believe one existed to begin with - A counterpart of his own, someone whose personality and heart could mirror his own, complete him wholly.
✬He was already perfect to begin with, he needn't someone to complete him - He was complete by himself!
✬He couldn't even imagine allowing some filthy mongrels who consider themselves 'Gods' touching him, let alone stay in their disgusting proximity. A few hours once in a blue moon was enough for him to satisfy his carnal needs. No one was worthy of him.
✬Heimdall is a pure Aesir God, the Foresight haver, the Holder of Gjallarhorn, the All-Father's most trusted person, the Protector of the Asgard. What more could he need in life?
✬For some odd reason, he felt a peculiar pang of pain in his chest, where his heart area could be, though there was no particular reason for it - It happened out of nowhere, even when he was relaxing with a book by the fireplace.
✬Not only that, but on even fewer occasions, his body would feel uncharacteristic aches - He wasn't some clumsy idiot, he didn't get himself hurt - Hell, he never got touched without his consent before, let alone get his flesh harmed - So what was this all about?!
✬His only saving grace was the night, when he would allow himself to rest and enter a deep sleep. Sometimes, he would enter the dream world, the only place where his heart, soul and mind could feel at ease and genuinely happy.
✬Every time, he was teleported in a forest clearing, in a beautiful flower clearing, next to a rapid river breaking through the stones. A warm ray of Sun peeked through the large crowns of the tall trees, caressing his pale face, making his golden hair shimmer ethereally.
✬He felt happy. He felt content. He smiled.
✬Every time, without fail, a gorgeous white deer, mystical and glowing silver, with the most kind eyes that looked more human than animal would approach him - Afraid, but curious. It was a repeating cycle every time, yet without fail, the deer would trust him, nuzzle her wet nose into his palm, and even lick his face.
✬Her eyes... Kind, yet sad, nostalgic, melancholic... Lonely...
✬An animal hiding a pool of humanly emotions, as if she wished to be found already.
✬Or maybe he was going mad.
✬Heimdall didn't feel anger, nor disgust for anyone, he didn't scowl or frown, nor did he sneer or scoff at the idiocy surrounding him. Instead, he felt content and at peace, with his heart bursting and glowing with joy and love every time this deer would rest her head on his lap.
✬Could this deer be his Fylgja? His guardian spirit? The embodiment of his soulmate's soul and spirit, watching over him, completing him, just as those silly stories tell? Was there someone out there, that could heal him, his mind and heart? Could there be someone out there having similar dreams as him, with a white, mystical stag watching over them, protecting them, caring for them, the same as this doe is healing him? Could there be someone out there, with his soul connected to them?
✬He doubted that.
✬Still, he relished in the escapism that was created as a gift for him.
✬Surely, the universe knew how much stress and pressure he was under, especially having to keep around all those fools who consider themselves Gods. Thank the All-Father he was tasked with guarding the wall, and his home was far, far away from the village, otherwise he doubts he'd be able to keep himself in check and not murder everyone.
✬They say that your soulmate appears out of nowhere, when you least expect it. It was then that Heimdall felt sheer terror in his heart, for the first time in his long life - The time when he witnessed Y/N getting slammed into the tavern wall by a clumsy, drunk Thor, and he felt his spine ablaze with pain.
✬ He felt her pain. That was impossible. That couldn't be.
✬But that wasn't the only thing terrifying Heimdall.
✬Her eyes held the same innocence and loneliness as his spirit deer.
✬Since then, not only did he avoid Y/N like the plague, but he actively kept away from all the Gods, except the All-Father. It was the perfect excuse - He just hated everyone.
✬But no matter how much you try to run away from fate, it always finds a way of catching up to you.
✬A knock on his door disturbed him, and he felt compelled to slam his book to the ground, angered that someone dared disrupt him from his leisure time. He swung the door open and war ready to yell at the idiot barging in at such a late hour at the night.
✬But as soon as his glowing purple eyes met those beautiful doe eyes of hers, Heimdall's body froze, and the yell got stuck in his throat.
✬"Forgive the intrusion at such a horridly late hour of the name, Heimdall. I just finished work." without realising, his heart was beating so fast, pouding in his chest. "I... thought you've been looking rather upset lately. I... I don't know what bothered you, but... I thought I would bake you a few snacks." she rose the basket to eye-level, and Heimdall could feel the smell of delicious pastries and freshly baked bread. When he didn't respond, or even sketch a single reaction, Y/N smiled sweetly, causing the Aesir's snow-pale cheeks to flush up a little. "Are you feeling quite alright? You seem feverish." she tried to place her hand on his cheek, feel his temperature up, but Heimdall overreacted and yelped, roughly grabbing at her wrist before she could touch his skin. He feared that, should her touch be magical, then the truth would be revealed and affirmed. Soulmates existed, and even he had one. "Oh, forgive me for overstepping my boundaries. I was just worried for you."
✬Heimdall looked away with a scoff, only for his face to redden up even more. Though he despised the idea of love and being vulnerable, his hand moved on his own, allowing the Goddess to feel his skin.
✬At once, he shuddered involuntarily, and a warm, tingling sensation took over him. He loved it, it felt so good, it was unreal.
✬After a few seconds spent like that, Heimdall dared shift his gaze at her. Y/N was smiling. "You knew, didn't you?" he mumbled under his breath. Y/N nodded gently. "I have known since we were children." the man's eyes widened in shock. "There aren't all that many people in Asgard with eyes as beautiful as yours." she giggled sweetly. "If you knew it was me, why didn't you come sooner?" he asked, pulling her inside his hut, protecting her from the cold outside. "You never did look at me." her comment stung his heart. "Or, at anyone else, for the matter." she sat on the couch by the fireplace. "Besides, I did tell you, didn't I? Through your dreams, I was there. I waited for you, every night, in that clearing. I could feel the pain of your soul, and I was there, waiting to take it all away from you. To heal you and erase all of you worries." it wasn't just her touch, but that warm smile on her face that made the man feel ablaze with love. "So the deer was you, not my Fylgja." he muttered, more as an affirmation, than a question. "I could see you, the same as you saw me. It was my soul that you saw, not my body. It was my soul healing you, the same as your soul protected me from the animals trying to harm me." Heimdall looked up at her, realising their dreams were slightly different. He saw how scared she was at first, as a young child, being surrounded by fiersome bears, wolves and panthers, only for this strong, large white stag to prance over and protect her from harm, throwing all the predators away with his huge antlers. "Soulmates complete each other." Heimdall found himself saying, realising that what Y/N healed, he protected. That god-awful statement was true. They completed each other perfectly. He may be whole as a singular person, but it felt even better, without his soul honeyed by another. "Ah, to hell with this." emboldened by Y/N's mere presence, Heimdall shot up from his couch and dragged her up, gently cupping her face and pulling her into a sweet, gentle kiss.
✬It felt as though the whole universe disappeared completely, and it was only them present. Not in two physical bodies, but two souls connected, intertwined for eternity.
✬A sensation of deep love and warm, like honeyed milk at night, before falling into a deep sleep. The gentle caress of nature and the healing touch of a lover.
✬That which angered him the most through its absence, became Heimdall's most cherished possession.
✬ His soulmate's eternal love.
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PRIDE MONTH JUNE 2023
Pride Month 2023 is popular in social media at the moment. So coincidentally, it seemed an opportune time to share a runic rainbow circle design that was originally created a year ago that coincidentally popped up within my MS OneDrive reminder 2023/06/07.
This design was created whilst developing the "Textures of Bifröst - Abstract Staves" collection. The rainbow rune circle ultimately did not sit well with the final collection shared on Instagram & Facebook 2022 - 2023. However, since a shameless nod towards Pride Month 2023 would be unlikely to do any harm, this seemed a fortuitous time to finally share this design.
Tree design ref
Wallpaper: EiwaR (@Gifts_Of_Heimdall_Runes)
Background textures sourced using BingAI and Pinterest.
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bewitchedleague · 1 year
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Kratos, Thor and Odin as parents.
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a/n: have fun reading this!
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Kratos
    He held the whole world in his hands, all that he treasured, all that he had yet to achieve. He felt as if the whole world was in his hands. As Kratos held the tiny bundle of joy in his arms, clinging her to his chest, he gazed at its perfect features - a precious gift of life. A blissful union between you and him. There were no words he could use to describe this magical moment. He knew from then on that his daughter would be well loved and taken care of. After having been through parenthood once, there were things he wouldn’t dare do. Kratos wanted his daughter to trust him, confide in him and always look for him in times of need. As these thoughts raced through his head, he looked over at you and he felt a warmth he hadn’t felt in a while - pure love bloomed inside of him. It was you who provided him with a home, a mother for Atreus, affection, love, as well as a sense of security, to name a few. It was comforting for him to know you were there whenever he needed you. You could disagree with his parenting style and help him sleep peacefully next to you by calling him out on any mistakes he makes. He swore seeing you and Atreus getting along and forming a mother-son bond always made him want to tear up. Despite the fact that he would forever deny that truth, Kratos knew how imperative it was for him to see his child receive pure love and affection from someone other than him. That's why when you were exactly that and more to Atreus, Kratos knew he had to have you by his side forever.
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Thor
    The tiny child slept soundly in his wooden cradle, completely oblivious to all the world's woes. Thor wished he could keep them safe and away from everything for all time, but he understood it was not possible. The God of the Thunder was even hesitant to cradle his own kid, puffing at you and telling you that you were too big and strong to hold a child so young. However, his adoring and longing stare told you everything there needed to know. He wanted to avoid any kind of harm to them. Unbeknownst to you, whenever you were sleeping, Thor would remain awake and keep an eye on you and the child from anyone he didn't trust, particularly Heimdall. The man's attention was firmly fixed on his newborn baby after losing both of his boys. It seems almost as though he wanted to admit that he had raised Modi and Magni incorrectly and wanted to prove to you that he was capable of raising them correctly. Would worry that you wouldn't stress yourself out with the child, but would be the most stressed out of the two of you and want to do everything and more, practically leaving you with no time to do anything for the child. Thor could only image how it would be if he had more children around; his enormous heart could easily love them all, he thought as he watched you hold the youngster. He could do anything and everything for you as long as you were there for him.
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Odin
    Being an older god, Odin had a large family that he wasn't very proud of, including numerous offspring and grandchildren. As he phrased it, many of his offspring had undesirable outcomes. Without much of a father figure, his children grew up to be impulsive and had little regard for him once they reached a certain age. Even though he was aware that his words and promises were difficult to believe, Odin pledged to be different this time and that, when the time came, he would demonstrate his difference to you through actions. Even after going through this numerous times, he was still naïve of child care techniques, so when the time came for him to put them to use, Odin would first attentively observe you do it, then swiftly pick it up and use it the next time the circumstance arose. He is capable of doing anything, even changing diapers, bottle-feeding, and putting the baby to sleep. There's no doubt about it; he's only getting the best for his kid and you. His daughter would be spoilt and well-protected from everything since he had the means to make that possible. When he's too busy to be with you two, at least one crow is keeping watch over you two and is standing by in case he's required. He keeps his daughter's crib on his study desk so he can work and oversee the realms while also spending time with her. His acts toward his child would always be sincere and true, despite the fact that he might be a little awkward doing so. In regards to you and his priceless newborn, he made sure that everyone was aware that only a fool would oppose Odin.
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themodernwitchsguide · 8 months
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the norse gods
WYRD: destiny, the past that led up to the present
ORLOG: the relationship between actions and outcomes, the things in the present that affect the future
our primeval chaos this round,
GINNUNGAP: an area of abyss in between Niflheim (ice) and Muspelheim (fire). when these two regions grew in power and clashed, water was created
for once we only have one creation myth,
YMIR/AURGELMIR/BRIMIR/BLAINN: ancestor of the jotnar, he was born from venom that dripped from the rivers in Ginnungagap. fed on the milk of Auðumbla, Ymir bore a male and female out of his armpits and a six-headed being from between his legs. Odin, Vili, and Ve created earth from his flesh, oceans/rivers/lakes from his blood, mountains from his bones and teeth, trees from his hair, clouds from his brain, heavens from his skull, and Midgard from his eyebrow
AUÐUMBLA: primordial cow that was created from the fluid of melting ice in Ginnungap, she fed Ymir and licked the god Buri out of a salt rock over the course of three days
BURI: ancestor of the Aesir gods, fathered Bor
BOR: married the daughter of a frost giant, Bestla, and bore three sons, Odin, Vili, and Ve. these three grew tired with the unruly jotnar and killed Ymir, causing an avalanche of blood that killed all the giants except for Bergelmir and his wife
BERGELMIR: the ancestor of all "new" giants, resettled his race in Jotunheim
clan Aesir
ODIN: god of poetry, wisdom, war, and magic. Odin crowned himself king of the gods as he was the first one to decide to kill Ymir. he allowed himself to be hung from Yggdrasil for nine days and nine nights in order to understand the secrets of the runes and sacrificed one of his eyes in order to see the cosmos more clearly. some stories claim he could shape and understand Wyrd and Orlog. he had wolves named Gerki and Freki, ravens named Huminn and Muninn, and an eight legged horse named Sleipnir
FRIGG: once may have been the same goddess as Freyja, she is queen of the Aesir and goddess of beauty, love, and fertility, she was gifted with the power of foresight
BALDUR: son of Odin and Frigg, he was the pinnacle of beauty and likeability. his only weakness was mistletoe
HODR: son of Odin and Frigg, the blind god, he is tricked by Loki into shooting a mistletoe arrow, which kills Baldur
VALI: in some stories he's the son of Odin and the jotun Rindr, in others he's the son of Loki, but it makes more sense for him to be a son of Loki so let's just go with this. conceived to avenge his brother Baldur, which he did by killing Hodr and binding Loki with the entrails of Narfi
VIDAR: son of Odin and the jotun Gríðr, he is the god of vengeance, and is fortold to avenge his father by killing the wolf Fenrir at Ragnarok
HEIMDALL: son of Odin and "The Nine Mothers" (nine sea giants), god of keen eyesight and hearing, sometimes foresight. guardian of the Bifrost
TYR: son of Odin, god of war, justice, and order, he lost one of his arms to the wolf Fenrir
BRAGI: son of Odin, god of poetry
IDUNN: wife of Bragi, goddess of youth and fertility, her apples rejuvenated the Aesir gods and reversed the effects of aging
JORÐ: personification of the earth, consort of Odin, sometimes considered to be a jotun
THOR: son of Odin and the goddess Jörð, he is the god of lightning, storms, strength, fertility, and the protector of humankind. he wields the hammer Mjolnir
SIF: Thor's wife, goddess of faith, family and fertility
THRUD: daughter of Thor and Sif, goddess of strength
MAGNI: son of Thor and the jotun Járnsaxa, god of wrath
MODI: son of Thor, god of might
MIMIR: god of knowledge and wisdom, in some stories he is the advisor of Odin. he is sent either as a peace maker or hostage to the Vanir, where he is decapitated. Odin preserved his head and keeps it to guard a well on one of the roots of Yggdrasil
LOKI: god of mischief, wealth, and chaos. his children often caused trouble for other gods, Fenrir being the great wolf of Ragnarok, Jormungandr being the arch enemy of Thor, and Hel, who ruled Helheim
HEL: daughter of Loki and the jotun Angrboda, goddess of the underworld, she was tasked with taking care of the souls that ended up in her realm (since some ended up in Odin's Valhalla and some ended up in Freyja's Folkvangr)
NARFI: son of Loki and the goddess Sigyn, killed by Vali
clan Vanir
NJORD: patriarch of clan Vanir, god of wind, water, and fortune, he was the patron of fishermen and sailors
NERTHUS/NJORUN: although possibly just a female aspect of Njord, some theorize this is actually the sister-wife of Njord, mother of Freyja and Freyr. goddess of peace and prosperity
FREYR: son of Njord, god of peace, prosperity, male virility, and fair weather, ruler of Alfheim. after the conclusion of the Aesir-Vanir war, he was brought to Asgard as a hostage where he climbed his way up the ranks with charm and a good personality
FREYJA: daughter of Njord, goddess of love, beauty, fertility, and blessings. she is said to have introduced the gods to a form of magic called seidr, which was a form of seeing or changing the future
ODR: husband of Freyja, god of madness, wit and poetry. could also be an aspect of Odin, as they bear good similarities
HNOSS: daughter of Freyja and her husband Odr, her name means "gem"
GERSEMI: daughter of Freyja and Odr, her name means "treasure"
the goddesses of destiny, the Norns,
URD: "fate"
SKULD: "being"
VERANDI: "necessity"
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Mornin'
My kink drabbles are still in progress (there are two reqs in my inbox, both of which I'll be getting into soon, I promise!). Seeing as my current Loki-DW crossover is nearly finished, and my WIP is a Steve x Reader x Bucky mood fest (please go check it out, it needs more love!) I'm making plans for a new Loki multi-chapter fic soon, but I need your input!
I have a few ideas in my head. Which one would you be most likely to read/love/reblog?
Idea A: After the quinjet crashes during a mission, you and your biggest rival at work, Loki, are trapped on an uncharted island with only your wits to keep you alive (and sane). As island fever sets in, Loki starts looking rather attractive to you in the inadvertently-romantic setting.
Idea B: You are a prophetess in the palace of Asgard, but when you have a vision that ultimate costs Prince Thor his life, you are sentenced to death. Before you reach the block, Heimdall demands your release, saying that the Higher Gods of Destiny demand that you marry Thor's brother and the new heir, for your gifts may yet be useful as a future Queen. But being forcibly brought into the royal family and wedded to the resentful Prince Loki isn't exactly preferable to death...
Idea C: A sick, unseen sadist captures The Avengers and throws them into an underground bunker full of livestream cameras. The game: there is a mole among them. If they can find out who the mole is in one week, they all can go, and the Unseen Host will turn themselves in. The catch: if they guess wrong, or time runs out, they all die on the spot. Loki thinks he knows who it is, and he enlists your help to extract a confession from the perp before time is up...but is the culprit who you think it is?
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What's Silja's story and her relationship with Heimdall?
Ah yes! I've mustered up a story for Heimdall and Silja inside my mind, so here goes! (This is gonna be a long post lol I'm gonna pour it all here)
🔮Some Heimdall x Silja Lore! 🌌
oh and their theme song is 'Circles' by EDEN 👁️👁️
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Silja was born in the times when Freyr ruled over Alfheim. As Freyr was away a lot because of the conflicts with the Aesir and Freya, Freyr and the elves decided to 'create' a being which can hold the balance and peace between the light and dark elves. Freyr merged a piece of himself with the Light of Alfheim. From there, Silja was born/created. So Freyr is kind of her father.
Silja is the goddess of memory and remembrance, as her eyes were imbued with the Light of Alfheim itself, enabling her to see everyone's past. She was raised as a princess by the elves, but she's pretty much a trophy goddess who holds the peace in Alfheim when Freyr disappeared after Odin and Freya married.
In truth, Silja became bitter and judgemental as well from her hindsight powers. She could see the elves' pasts, even when they don't remember. She's always in Alfheim, and so she desires adventures more than anything - freedom.
During the time of Odin and Freya's marriage, Silja often comes to Asgard as an ambassador of Alfheim for diplomatic reasons. That's when she finds her joy, a chance to get out of Alfheim to visit other realms. And that, was where she met Heimdall.
(YES THEY'RE COUSINS) (BUT NOT REALLY OKAY) (Heimdall had 9 mothers while Silja is born from the Light) (God that sounds so bizarre HAHAHAH)
Heimdall can see her thoughts, while Silja can also see his past. For once in their lives, they met a similar person. They quickly become the Judgy Friends™.
One day, because she could fly (another gift from the Elves) she took Heimdall away from the wall and took him strolling along other realms, showing him that the other realms are beautiful as fuck as well.
When Odin knew that Heimdall had left his post in the wall, Odin became furious and disappointed, telling him how would he entrust Gjallarhorn with him if he left his post like this.
Heimdall (with his Odin's manipulation tactics) grew distant and pushed Silja away. With Freya's banishing from Asgard and locked away from other realms, she had to stay in Alfheim to keep the Light and Dark Elves from fighting again.
Without her father figure and her only friend, Silja, who desired freedom from her responsibilities as a trophy goddess, ran away from Alfheim, which left the realm in a state of war once again. She didn't care anymore.
>>> BOOM God of War (2018) <<<<
Silja roams the Midgard and Niðavellir, helping people with her powers of memory and remembrance, learning not to judge, but also how to empathize. At first she was still judgemental about the weakness of a powerlessness human and dwarves, but from her adventures, she learned to empathize, and helping tortured souls come to terms with their pasts.
She spent most of her time roaming Midgard, but after the death of Baldur and Fimbulwinter came down upon the nine realms, she had to go back and check on Alfheim. Finding it in chaos and dead bodies of Elves are everywhere, Silja sneaked towards the Light of Alfheim, and saw a glimpse of Kratos going inside the Light.
>>> BOOM God of War Ragnarok (2022) <<<
Still helping the Midgardians surviving harsh winters, and with her seeing the pillar of thunder-ice, Silja encoutered Kratos, Atreus, and Mimir in a fight against trolls and draugrs. Mimir introduced Silja to the father-son duo.
(The way Silja was SHOCKED when she saw Kratos' past tho...)
Kratos thought that Silja mean harm to them since they killed a lot of Elves, but turned out she paid it no mind, since they won't stop warring even if the sun lights upon Helheim.
They part ways, but Atreus bumps onto Silja in his adventures with Sindri, begging her not to tell his father. Silja being the naughty goddess she is, promises Atreus not to tell Kratos.
When Kratos and Atreus brings back Tyr to Sindri's house, Silja was left flabbergasted, because she couldn't see Tyr's past at all. It was weird, because back in the days, She could see Týr's past well enough as the others. However, Mimir suggested it might be one of the many consequences of Odin's tortures.
When Kratos and Atreus' relationship grows tense, she chooses to stay silent, because Silja understands what Atreus feels. When Atreus stormed out of Sindri's house and ran to Asgard, Kratos and Freya was worried shitless about Atreus going to Asgard, so Silja offered to follow Atreus, saying she'll make sure Atreus doesn't do anything too stupid.
Plus, she knows that the first person Atreus will meet in Asgard is him. Someone needs to protect Atreus from his antiques.
Time to visit a long-lost friend 😉
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Colored version of Silja's early design (⁠ʘ⁠ᴗ⁠ʘ⁠✿⁠)
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melehound · 8 months
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How Heimdall tries to impress you! GN READER!
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Heimdall has never had trouble impressing people it’s a walk in the park for him like he’s the son of Odin being impressive is his birthright but at the same time he has never had to try to impress someone until you
He’s never been so eager for anybodies approval more (other than his father) after all the jokes he makes in front of you at the beginning of the relationship he looks to you like 😏 just waiting for you to say something or laugh
But mostly he tries to impress you with his weaving like he never was interested in training the Einherjar until he realized it was an opportunity to show you his skills
So when you walk by one of the training arenas for about 0.5 seconds hes there dodging 7 different Einherjar whilst trying to look and see if your watching if he does catch you looking god help you because he won’t let you live it down even if he was doing it on purpose 💀
He’s always trying to skim through your thoughts and see if your thinking of him or if your thinking about anything that can give him an opportunity like, gifts you like, your thoughts and opinions on certain topics and honestly he’s still thinking about you as a person all the time trying to afford himself a reason not to like you but it’s too late
Even after being in a relationship for a while he looses most of the fear of loosing you or of being too much he gets comfortable he still wants to impress you even after being with you for a while
((✿: heimdall fans start making edits again I miss them 😈))
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samieree · 9 months
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Banished Heimdall x Reader (Goddess of Nature)
(Request from wattpad) The part where Kratos spared Heimdall. Well let's say he did spare him and he came back to Odin to report what happened but the gjallarhorn was stolen and Odin banished him to Midgard and did the same spell like Freya had. And for years being stuck in Midgard, there he meet the reader who is actually the Goddess/Mother Nature, melting the snows and creating flowers for the end of Fimbulwinter.
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Several years have passed since Odin banished Heimdall to Midgard for losing the Gjallarhorn. But he still didn't accept this fact, and exile did not soften his character at all. The winter didn't help much either. Luckily it was finally coming to an end.
Heimdall was tired of wearing thick fur. He definitely preferred the climate in Asgard, his clothes and peace there. And now he had to take care of himself, and it was driving him crazy. Especially at the beginning, ugh... He doesn't even want to think about it. He shouldn't live in the past.
He was just coming back to his house, grumbling about how he hates this world and this winter better be over because... Okay, he doesn't know what he's going to do, but it better be the end of this cold weather. Though... Then he'd have to boat across Lake of Nine and row, so maybe the cold wasn't so bad after all...
"Stop!" He heard a scream but ignored it. He continued walking forward, still focused on complaining. At least until some vines suddenly sprouted from the ground in front of him. "Are you deaf?"
"Are you looking for trouble?" Irritated, he turned to the place where the voice came from and was clearly surprised.
You were standing a few feet in front of him. With a slight smile on your face, dressed in a fairly light outfit, considering the weather. But... The aura around you looked like spring. Your hands emanated pleasant magic, and the smile itself seemed to melt the snow that was no longer around you at all. Nature was beginning to come back to life, green grass sprouted from under the snow, and the scent of flowers slowly began to fill the air.
You've met each other before, when he happened to be on a mission in Midgard. And it seemed like your character has stayed the same ever since. And he won't admit it, but... The aura you spread around you calmed him down and warmed his heart.
"Be careful, don't step on my flowers." You said, drawing back the vines that were blocking his path. You just finished that meadow and it was about to get trampled by some bitter guy.
"Do you really think I care?" Okay, maybe not the usual bitter guy, because as he turned to walk away you saw his shining eyes. And you've only known one person with eyes like that - other than einherjers, but they've been gone for a while.
So it had to be Heimdall. Very dissatisfied with having to be where he is.
"Respect nature and it will respect you." You followed him, and with you spring aura, letting the world know that it's time to wake up from winter sleep.
"I don't need it. Go plant your flowers elsewhere."
"I seem to have planted quite a few around your house. I thought there were some people living there, otherwise I probably wouldn't be so nice." You said half-jokingly, clearing the snowdrifts from your path with one snap of your finger.
"You did- WHAT?! Who asked you for this?!"
"Do you have to ask for gifts?" You replied, tilting your head slightly and aligning your step with him. "I don't think that's what it's about..." You smiled and extended your hand towards him with a flower in your hand.
"I don't want any weeds." He took off his coat and draped it over his shoulder as it was actually starting to get warm.
You rolled your eyes at those words and ran in front of him, now walking backwards but facing him. You were still holding a beautiful flower in your hands, flower with large, white petals for now.
"Look." You ran your free hand over the flower and its petals began to change colour. In shades of pink, purple and blue. Its stem took on a white colour with golden accents. You smiled wider and extended your hand to him, offering this newly created plant. "Here, this is for you. It looks like you." Heimdall stopped suddenly, and so did you.
No one has ever been so insistent about giving him a gift. In general, no one ever even wanted to give him a gift... It was even... A nice feeling.
In order not to lose his image, he sighed a martyrdom before taking the plant from you, the petals of which matched the colours of his eyes. As he took the flower, your hands touched for a moment. Your skin was very smooth and radiated a warmth Heimdall didn't know, but he could tell with certainty that it was pleasant.
"And what am I supposed to do with it?" He asked, examining the plant carefully.
"Plant. Need help?" You asked as you started walking back towards Heimdall's house. "You could plant a vegetable garden. Oh, or orchard!" You smiled at that thought. Walking with him towards his house, you kept doing your job along the way, here and there stimulating more plants to grow.
"Do I look like a gardener to you?" He grunted, his eyes focused on the flower. This small gesture somehow warmed his heart, which was especially aching after the things that had happened to him.
"I'd help you." You suggested. "Of course, when I'm done with spring." You added, walking over to him.
You reached your hand towards his face, but he immediately pulled away. He knew what you wanted to do and he absolutely did not want to let it happen. I will look like an idiot. You froze with your hand next to his face.
"What a favour from Y/n, the great goddess of nature." He said it with a hint of mockery in his voice. "Why do you want to help me?"
"I have a soft spot for things that need fixing." You said honestly. He would know anyway if you lied.
"I'm not broken."
"Aren't you?"
Isn't he? He didn't know himself. And what does a not broken person look like? Behaves? Lives?
He was always lonely, even when he was surrounded by people. Even if he was in bed with someone, even if there was a family meeting. He always felt alone, as if no one cared about him, he meant nothing to anyone and the only value he had was what he was doing for his world. And now he didn't even have that. He lived from day to day, but he had no purpose. He just existed.
He sighed softly, then nodded slightly. After that small gesture, you gave him another warm smile and finally moved your hand. You touched his hair and tucked a flower like the one you gave him behind his ear.
"It suits you." You said, placing your hand on his cheek for a moment longer and it cost him all his stubbornness not to snuggle into it and it's warmth.
The warmth of sincere sympathy, caring, interest. Something he had never known, and it was an unfamiliar but pleasant feeling. And maybe, just maybe, he would like to experience it even more.
"Like a wreath suits a cow." He grunted, but there was no such obvious malice in his voice. "Can we go now or are you going to put so much weed in my hair that I'll never get it out?" Saying this, he started walking towards his house again and you followed him.
"I'll take them out, you don't have to worry." You said.
"Oh, and you think that I'm going to let you do that?"
"If you let me put a flower in your hair, you'll let me take it out." You answered with a wide smile, walking with him arm in arm and spreading your spring aura around you here and there.
Damn, she's right.
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