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queersrus · 4 months
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hi , could we please get names like beowulf? preferrably masc but any is fine — thank you in advance whether you do or don't & have a nice day !! ^^
odin, orion, oliver
atticus, ares, atlas, apollo, adonis, alexander/alexandre
loki, lex
krios
eros
drusus
bahadur, bridin
justinian
halfdan/halfdanr, hector, hunter
nexus
reaper
theodor
ciaran, chi
milo, malak
pepper, phaedre/phaedra
viridis, viridius
sorry if none of these work
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loveableabomination · 2 months
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Old Norse names are badass. Current favorite: Kveldulfr, meaning "Night Wolf." Like...excuse me? You have no business being that friggin cool.
If you are a descendant like me, and finding a new name (because trans?), do consider Old Norse names, they're seriously awesome.
Ps there is also a page for Old Norse female names on this site. I linked the male names because in transmasc :3
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finnlongman · 10 months
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When you are used to the no-nonsense, no-context approach of medieval Irish stories, trying to read Old Norse saga literature does feel kind of like you're being told a medieval story by Uncle Colm from Derry Girls.
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wilbyowo · 3 months
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OK SO IDEA:
Humanity have officially almost become extinct, there is very few people left as most either were rich enough to leave the planet or died fighting for supplies of from sickness. Giants now walk the earth and usually loot old cities for tech that they tear apart and repurpose. These giants have been around for years, but they were in hibernation underground. This guy is Fenrir, one of the many giants wandering the planet, and he is known for being brutal and aggressive. He’s bigger than most giants and just terrifying.
He is looking for a good spot to start when he hooks his finger in through the window of an old apartment block and just pulls the window off to look inside only to come face to face with a species he thought was long, long dead. He’s suddenly feeling horrified because if he was rougher, the rubble could have crushed them. For some reason, the brutal giant feels nothing but worry and empathy for the tiny shaking form cowering in the building in front of him.
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crestfallenclown · 1 year
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so the wolf asking ylfa to put her hand in his mouth while timothy casts cure wounds is def a reference to norse mythos fenrir asking tyr to put his hand in his mouth while the rest of the gods put a magic leash around his neck, and make promise of good faith that no trickery was involved and the chain will not bind him down (lie)
because dear god what a terrific and terrifying scenario! (tyr lost his hand in the end for this deception)
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incorrect-hs-quotes · 2 months
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ROSE: This is problematic of me (joke), but I really enjoy the splashing of French into English speech or writing. It just adds a pizzazz.
JOHN: adds a certain... je ne sais quoi.
ROSE: ...See, the problem is that, despite around eight years of French schooling, the French language has utterly escaped my brain, so even the most obvious set-up I had created for myself by accident was missed by me. Such is life.
JADE: c'est la vie!!!
ROSE: God damn it.
DAVE: sacré bleu
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blood-orange-juice · 5 months
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Folks theorising how Vedrfolnir might be The Sinner from Caribert's quest.
"Which is why I'm pushing my personal analysis that he might be "The Visionary" Vedrfolnir.
Dain's conversation at the end of Caribert emphasised on the Sinner's "sense of sight", about how good he can "see" and that the passage of time is of no obstacle to him, these match the meaning of Visionary, as briefed by Mona.
Dain seems to know him enough that he immediately had an idea of who that was. According to Skirk, Vedrfolnir should be as well-known as Rhine and Surtalogi, and they all have Nordic names like many other Khaenriahns (with Rhine being a confirmed Khaenriahn). This means that Vedrfolnir is likely a Khaenriahn, too, which would explain how quickly Dain recognised his moniker. Him calling himself a Sinner may also be related to Rhine being called Great Sinner and how Surtalogi's "The Foul" title is "Knight of Extreme Evil" in CN, all of which carry some negative tones.
If Dain keeps his promise, we will learn about the Sinner's identity in the coming Dain's quest. So Vedrfolnir being briefly teased, yet still being intentionally kept a mystery a couple versions prior to the reveal would be an interesting foreshadowing"
Even if he's not I think that people mentioned by Skirk are the Khaenri'ahn sages Pierro badmouthes at every opportunity. I don't know why so many people tend to assume they are from Hexenzirkel.
(well, Gold *is* part of Hexenzirkel but that's about it)
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fr-thrice · 1 year
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renamed and actually drew one of my dragons today- it's Thorstein! both their pronouns and their job are still a mystery, ideas are welcome! The idea I have is perhaps a bartender or something similar.
They have a wheelchair and leg braces to help them get around, since they get limb pain and fatigue. Still figuring out what wheelchair design would suit them best since there's many types for animals! Not sure if this one obeys the laws of physics...
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sinni-ok-sessi · 27 days
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Would love to hear any thoughts on the codification of the poet-persona over time? 👀
Ok so in the spirit of the ask game, I am not checking any citations on this whatsoever, but if you want those lmk (though they uh. largely do not exist for rímur-poets specifically, because only me and Hans Kuhn have ever cared).
This is going to require some context because, as established, the number of living people who know and care about medieval rímur can be counted on my two hands. Probably without thumbs. So, rímur are a poetic form that developed in 14th cen Iceland, which look kind of ballad-y, in that they often use four-line stanzas with ABAB end-rhyme, though actually the ballad tradition in Iceland is quite distinct (on which, see Vésteinn Ólason, The Ballads of Iceland). End-rhyme was very exciting for Icelandic poets because it was only previously a thing in some uncommon types of skaldic metres, but rímur (as their name suggests) have end-rhyme as a defining feature and rapidly become The dominant form of poetry in Iceland until well into the 19th cen.
There are two very distinctive things about rímur, other than their metres: 1) they almost never tell 'new' stories; almost all rímur narratives are attested earlier in other forms, usually in prose, which can sometimes lead to the fun cycle of saga -> rímur cycle -> old saga is lost, new version is written based on the rímur -> more rímur are written based on the new saga -> repeat until the heat death of the universe; 2) as the form develops, it acquires introductory stanzas known as mansöngvar, a term which elsewhere usually means 'love poetry', although that's not really what they're doing here.
Mansöngvar are verses, sometimes in a different metre to the rest of the canto they're attached to, in which the poet speaks directly to the audience. In the medieval period, they're pretty short and often don't say more than 'look, I made you some poetry', but as time goes on, they get more and more elaborate, and the character of the poet begins to develop some quite distinctive traits. What's interesting here is that rímur were (certainly in the medieval period; less certainly later on) performed aloud, presumably by the poet, so there's definitely some questions to be asked about how accurate the poets' self-descriptions are when presumably the audience could go 'you're not pining away for love, Jón Jónsson, I've met your wife!'
So anyway, these mansöngvar are often linked to the medieval German Minnesänger tradition (er. The actual German word might be slightly different because I still don't speak German despite my PhD supervisor's pointed remarks), which is more overtly love poetry and which sometimes features the poet as an abject and despised lover of some cruel lady. This is something rímur-poets from the later medieval period and onwards have an incredibly good time with. You may be familiar with the story of Þórr wrestling with Elli, the personification of old age in the form of an old woman. There are at least two medieval rímur poets who have a whole extended passage about 'oh alas, when I was young I was a terrible flirt but now I'm old and no women like me, except oh no, I am being courted by this ugly old giant lady; Elli is the only ladyfriend for me now, wah'. it's very playful, it's very fun, it's drawing on this general sense that the poets put forward that they're poetically gifted, but romantically unlucky, which is kind of a Thing for poets across a lot of European literature (and probably more broadly, but I don't know much about that), and is especially pronounced in the earlier Icelandic sagas about poets, which usually feature poets failing to win the love of their life for various reasons (sudden attack of Christianity; sudden attack of magic seals; sudden attack of Other Guy With Sword; etc). So in evoking this, rímur-poets are situating themselves in this existing Image of the Ideal Poet, but doing so in a way that ties them into the specifics of the Norse literary/mythological tradition as well. Poets are also frequently old and tired (same, bro), and a statistically improbably number of them are also blind (although that might just be two guys we know about who were really prolific; most rímur are anonymous so it's hard to say. But it is perhaps convenient that this also links them to A Great Poet of Old, namely Homer).
The other thing that rímur-poets really like to bring up in their mansöngvar is the myth of the mead of poetry, which I will not recount here except to say that Óðinn nicked it from a giant, and also that some dwarves used it to buy safe passage off a skerry once, so it's poetically termed 'ship of the dwarves' because it's the thing that brought them safely across the sea. Every single medieval mansöngur, if one exists at all, refers to this myth in some way, even if it's just by having the 'I made you some poetry' bit use a kenning for 'poetry' that references the myth.* And poets have a lot of fun with this too! Iceland's a coastal community, they know about boats, so you get these extended metaphors about poets trying to board a boat to sample the mead of poetry and finding only the dregs because other, better poets got there first. Or they will describe the process of poetic composition in terms of ship-building: 'Here I nail together Suðri's [a dwarf name] boat'; 'Norðri's ship sets out from the harbour [= I'm about to start reciting the main bit now]'; 'the fine vessel has now been wrecked on the rocks [=I'm going to stop reciting now]'. They'll also speak of poetry as smíð, which means a work of craftsmanship, usually physical craftsmanship (obviously cognate with smithing in English), and of brewing the ale of Óðinn, so they're really into metaphors of physical craft when it comes to the intellectual craft of poetry, which I think is really neat.
*kennings = poetic circumlocutions, e.g. 'snake of the belt' is a sword because swords are vaguely snake-shaped and hang from a belt. Common poetry kennings are '[drink/liquid/ale/wine/mead] of [any of Óðinn's literally dozens of names]' e.g. 'Berlingr's wine', and the aforementioned 'ship of the dwarves' - poetic Icelandic has literally dozens of words for different kinds of ships and also literally dozens of dwarf names, so you can get a long way without repeating yourself.
So all these things that I've mentioned that poets like to bring up - old age, unluckiness in love, poets as craftsmen - become more and more tropified as time goes on, which in turn leads to these imaginative and extended reworkings of the metaphor. No longer can you just say 'I'm old and no one fancies me', no, it's 'My only assignations now are with Elli, wink wink, here's a long description of our date'. So you end up with this very codified image of The Ideal Rímur-Poet as an old man,* ideally blind, ideally unmarried, incredibly self-deprecating about his poetry, and because that's how everyone else talks, it's self-reinforcing.
*there is one (1) known female rímur-poet from the medieval period, the poet of Landrés rímur, who unfortunately didn't write many mansöngur stanzas but is doing her best with the 'unlucky in love' bit, although her lover (male) seems to have died rather than ditched her, which is a novelty.
Anyway, it's cool and weird and fun and as I say, only me and Hans Kuhn care, academically speaking.
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horus-unofficial · 9 months
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> Mechs are named after greek monsters > Manufacturer named after a egyptian god
make it make sense
sorry do you think the goblin is a greek monster
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phoenixkaptain · 6 months
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My favourite part of Dislyte is the one person I saw question why there are so many furries in the game.
Like… do you know that most of the gods… most of the gods are Egyptian (gods commonly had animal heads), or Chinese (gods and figures commonly were animals or plants), or Greek (gods commonly turned into animals)
What did you expect? You thought Sobek, the Egyptian Crocodile God, wasn’t going to be a crocodile?
Honestly, I think the creators showed great restraint, all things considered
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queersrus · 1 year
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oooo recursive themed names? like ouroboros or mise en abyme themed. if that makes any sense. gn please! <3 stay safe its a crazy world out there.
im not sure what you mean by recursive
but heres some names similar to ouroboros/uroboros/urobros
Jörmungandr infinity serpent, serpentine, sed-em-ra, snake coil, chaoskampf, cobra leviathan, lavian, loop viper, void ragadahn eterna, eternity, endless dragon ophis, ophion, ophites forever perpet, perpetua, perpetual balance
sorry there isnt too much!
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hexenbridge · 1 year
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gaslight, girlboss, gatekeep
or alternatively
loki, freya, heimdall
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incorrectskyrimquotes · 4 months
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i like how if u go on vittoria's wedding stuff alone it appears white and red are Wedding Colors. i just think thats really neat.
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godsofhumanity · 5 months
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Queen Grimhild: Sigurd's just so hot, and nice, and gorgeous. Gudrun: Sigurd is also in a relationship. Queen Grimhild, looking at Brynhild: People die, get kidnapped or disappear in mysterious ways all the time. I can wait.
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medievalistsnet · 11 months
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