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vidkun · 5 months

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#myhouse.wad #myhouse #doom ii #tradional art #vidkun draws #long post #i always loved this entry of the diary from the game. something about it .#the “happiness has to be fought for” line felt like a lot of people were interpreting it as a W but to me it felt bittersweet #this game has lived in my head for a while its months past when it came out. but it sticks with you.

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ectofool · 10 months

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#vidkun draws #grimace #emetophobia #im not putting this on my art blog.#happy bday

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funnywormz · 2 years

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harry and kim on the pleasure wheel 😌 both of them are admiring the view 👀

ever since finding out that these scenes are a thing ive been obsessed with the idea of them having a date at a carnival lol

(also big shout out to my buddy @/vidkun for inspiring me to draw this and just giving me disco elysium fairground brain worms in general lol)

#harrykim #kimharry #disco elysium #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #z art #my art

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unlicensed · 3 years

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its ghost season

#shadow the hedgehog #sonic fanart #this was just supposed to be coloring practice OOPS #vidkun draws

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vintagenorway · 4 years

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Vidkun Quisling receives the fake Snartemo sword, Oslo, 1943

and the actual Snartemo Sword

The Snartemo sword was found by two brothers while they plowed new ground on the family farm in 1933. Under a stone slab there was a grave from the 6th century with knives, spearheads, a glass jar, a belt buckle and gold rings. The main attraction was a sword with intricate decorations of gold and a preserved woven bandolar with a pattern of swastikas. There was much interest in the find, especially from Nazi Germany due to the pattern. SS archaeologist Herbert Jankuhn visited Norway in 1936 and saw the sword for himself on behalf of Heinrich Himmler.

In 1939 as the war raged on in Europe, Professor Anton Wilhelm Brøgger sendt especially vulnerable historical artifacts, among them the Snartemo sword, to a secret vault under a bank out in the countryside. Norway was attacked on April 9th 1940 and already on the 24th a letter was sent from an SS officer to Himmler about securing cultural objects in Danish and Norwegian museums especially the University Antiquities Collection and in the Viking Ship Museum. These objects were important for the nazis ideology and propaganda. Herbert Jankuhn had now been sent as Himmler’s special archaeological envoy to Norway. He wanted to lead the excavation of a burial mound, but Professor Brøgger managed to stop it. Brøgger got a gag order for his efforts.

In January 1941, Professor Brøgger and the Antiquities Collection were asked by the now nazi government to hand over several objects. They managed to drag out answering the request until february, demanding to know why and for what use they needed the objects. The nazis had most likely planned on giving the Snartenos sword as a gift to Himmler. Himmler was in Norway doing a round tour visiting museums and isolated farms in January but by Febuary it was too late for him to recive his gift.

In the autumn of 1941, a large exhibition called “Normannafolket” was planned and it was again demanded that the Antiquities Collection hand over the sword. This was an exhibition about the Viking Age and the Snartemo sword is from the Migration Period, not the Viking age, but the Nazis are not known for their historical accuracy. Deputy Supervisor Sigurd Grieg admitted that this was impossible as the objects were not actually in Oslo, but had been in a secret location since 1939. Following this, Brøgger, Grieg and the university’s principal Didrik Arup Seip were arrested. Seip was sent to Sachsenhausen concentration camp in Germany and spendt the rest of the war as a prisoner, Grieg was released, while Brøgger spendt a year in Grini concentration camp before he too was released.

The government continued putting pressure on Brøgger, Grieg and the Antiquities Collection to get the sword, and they continued dragging out the process and never actually giving up the swords location. The archaeologists refused to let the nazis manipulate and abuse history to build up their own made up version of the past. In the end a replica was made based on drawings and given as a gift to Quisling. The real sword was brought safely out of hiding after the liberation.

#history #viking age #migration period #world war 2 #archeology #norway #i kind of want a movie about this #archaeologists and historians fighting the nazis #through akademia and slow bureaucracy #1940s

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molokomoko · 7 years

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pokey in D8? :O

You can tell I’ve not drawn him for like a millennium because he looks like the goddamn Haribo kid.

#Jesus Christ #Mother Series #vidkun #Porky Minch #Mother 2 #Earthbound #Moloko Draws #Requests

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cynicalclassicist · 5 years

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Jarl Vidkun

More Arthuriana. If the language sounds harsh... well, I based this on actual stuff from far-right, including Acephobic abuse I got online.

Mordred had come over to Norway as part of a diplomatic mission, his father sending him over due to rising tensions in this region, the Swedish King Ongentheow having difficulties with the Geats. A pact had been made and signed, overseen by Mordred and others and now they were returning.

But on the way Mordred passed through Norway. His stepfather had inherited a Kingdom in Norway and so Mordred had at times gone over there from the Orkneys. He was now passing through the realm of King Olbrict, the second son of King Aschil of Denmark. In this Kingdom, to Telemark in the South-East of Norway, stood the castle of Jarl Vidkun.

Jarl Vidkun was an elderly man. His grandson was currently a squire in Saxony, for the Duke Chelric. He was not well loved among the Norwegians. When the Roman Emperor Lucius Tiberius had been conquering Europe, there had been rumours of a secret pact between him and the Jarl, a pact which would make him King Vidkun, subservient to the might of Rome.

But Lucius had been beaten by Arthur and many others, and freedom had been restored to Europe with the death of Lucius and the breakup of his Empire. Vidkun had not been proven to be in league with Lucius, but he had not been in favour ever afterwards. Yet as time passed, as stories of the cruelties of Lucius passed further away, as new generations grew up, minds turned.

Mordred could sniff this trouble, this resentment in Europe. This Emperor, the Count of Luxemburg, fought to keep order in Germany and the surrounding powers. In Rome the Pope critiqued him, angry at the rights of the Church being pushed aside. There were new powers rising there, another Lucius Tiberius. In Saxony the Duke resented the Emperor for not giving his daughter Fenice to him, the Greeks for taking her away and Arthur, for being kin to the man now married to Fenice. In Spain the atrocities at Saragossa, the smashing of Synagogues and the massacres in Mosques were brushed aside, people denying the Franks deeds and talking of the greatness the Frankish King Bahamond had brought.

And now Mordred spoke to Vidkun in the castle, where the common people could not hear them. The servants had been ordered not to enter, this was a meeting only for the elite.

“There are many who say you would have wished Lucius to succeed” said Mordred.

“Lucius had fine ideas. Why do you think Rome worshiped him?” asked Vidkun, offering Mordred some wine.

The British Knight considered. “I am of blood which cannot accept an overlord.”

“Of course” said the Jarl. “But… superior blood.” He swilled the wine round and handed it to Mordred, who took a sip. “Some races are naturally better. Those people of the East, those Mohammedans… too many have entered Europe. And the people know it. The common people.” Vidkun took a draught of his claret, brought over from Italy 30 years ago. “Those who we represent truly.”

“Yes” replied Mordred. “Palamedes drags down the court. And that magpie with Perceval, along with their savage nephew. And of course Priamus. The court of Camelot… how can such diversity be strength?”

“Are more coming in?”

“It is happening each day” replied Mordred. “Every day more of those people come in, the non-British. My brother Agravaine told the people they were overfilling, like the point where an overfilled skin breaks. And yet he is mocked for this. Dinaden cracks a jape and all laugh.”

“Who is this Dinaden?”

“A foolish clown, too weak to even sire children or take a woman” said Mordred. “Claiming not to feel lusts… the mark of a lesser man.”

“Such people are a danger to us” said Vidkun. “If they are not siring children others will follow their lead. Our race will be diminished. As it is being diminished now…”

“And it happens every day!” snarled Mordred, suddenly angry, his fury bursting forth. He tried not to let his emotions get out of hand, but when he was angry, or at least, when he showed he was angry, it was like a broken dam.

“Every day we have more of those… people, those filthy idiots… not speaking our language, crowding the streets, swamping us like a hoard of locusts!” Mordred was so angry he hurled his wine cup against the wall, shattering it.

Vidkun turned angrily and opened his mouth. But he stopped suddenly, coughing as his speech halted. He twisted his face into a smile. “Yes. They are a swarm.”

The door burst open and a servant entered. “Is something wrong my Jarl?”

“Do not disturb us!” replied his Lord. “I gave orders me and Sir Mordred were not to be disturbed!”

The man looked over. “Your wine…”

“You should not have spilt it. I will take it out of your wages” replied the Jarl.

“But…”

“Are you questioning me?”

“No, my Jarl” said the man. He left.

“What were we talking of?” asked Mordred.

“One day… one day the true European people will be restored. That King will stop tyrannising the people, we will stand up for the common people. And their Kings will not be traitors to their race.” Vidkun smirked, his lips glistening in the light. “There are people like me all over Europe. The true race of Europe.”

“But what can we do?”

“Why… what Lucius did” replied Vidkun. “Remind the people of their true heritage. Make a movement. Tell people the truth. Wake them up!”

“Yes… we are the majority after all” said Mordred, a smile appearing on his face. He was not used to smiling and most people would have found this look unsettling.

“Draw on Lucius” said Vidkun. “And that salute of his.” He demonstrated, raising his palm up to the sky, as if he was trying to grab something he couldn’t reach.

Mordred saluted as well.

“Make that your symbol” said Vidkun. “Like a prayer. All of you pray together, through the salute. I recall before Lucius thousands would perform the salute. If you can do the same, then a Kingdom will be yours.”

Mordred liked this salute of Rome. With it he drew on his true heritage. He thought of all Arthur had done, bringing in the lesser peoples. He remembered the wickedness of Uther, what one grandfather had done to another. He knew which grandfather he would draw on. Like Gorlois he would be heroic, he would fight for the supremacy of his race against the invaders. As Mordred left the castle the following day, he knew what he and Agravaine would speak of when they next saw each other.

@cukibola @epic-summaries

#arthuriana #king arthur #my arthuriana #jarl vidkun #mordred #fascism

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kuro-drunk · 7 years

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Part of the genealogical tree that I have with a friend of our role players (it is the second so much because it is precisely not that we have few characters) xD

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vidkun · 5 months

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THEY MUST HAVE AMNESIA THEY FORGOT THAT I'M HIM

#dracula flow #vidkun draws

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ectofool · 3 years

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@ the people of kirkwall

#garrett hawke #dragon age 2 #dragon age #vidkun draws #this image wouldnt leave my head until it was made

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funnywormz · 2 years

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people have already hit the nail on the head with your textures / lines but i also love how expressive your character's expressions and body language are, and the way you use line / tone to drive home the emotion compositionally. your art is so fuckin good (chefs kiss)

THANK U SO SO MUCH VIDKUN this means do much to me esp coming from u <3 im rlly glad my drawings come across as expressive and that i can convey emotions bc it's a very important thing to me, probably the most important thing abt drawing for me in general is my doodles being expressive tbh! ik ive said this before but thank you so much for letting me show my doodles to you and for offering feedback on my art when ive asked for it in the past it is very helpful and means a lot to me <3

#i will cry For Real (positive)#ask

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unlicensed · 3 years

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