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Milo, they/them, 24 sun: leo | moon: virgo | rising: virgo heathen, otherkin

[strandedinmidgard]

Vali and Narfi

[lokidanthea]

I love the fact that Myth Loki is a master of magic, deception and manipulation but when he was asked what he’s good at he was like “uhh well, I can eat fast”.

[strandedinmidgard]

Narfi and Vali Lokason

[nicolas-gaillardgroleas]

[naturcs]

by lukas.schloesser

[voiceofnature]

In the early 1800s a man named Little Jon lived in this so called earth cabin (swe. ‘backstuga’) located in southern Småland, Sweden. An earthen cabin is built partially buried in the ground, in this case there’s three walls of stone and one wall made of wood. In Sweden earthen cabins was common in the forests from the 1600s until the late 1800s Link

[raaviel-lives]

shrek

[izalen]

Do you think the Gods fill the empty seats at graduations? Are They present beside Their children at the earliest hours of dawn, easing them to wake pleasantly? Do They smile when we come home to greet our pets, or when we accomplish something? Tap Their feet or bob Their heads in rhythm with our favorite music? Do They rest Their hands upon our shoulders when we walk at the darkest hours of night, glaring at any spirit or being that wanders too close? Are They the voice, the feeling of willpower; the pursuit towards a better world that thrums within us? Sometimes, I really have to wonder what They do when we can’t see Them. 

[ulfeid]

art bt: Johan Egerkrans

[haredjarris]

loki: where’s the child support bitch

svaðilfari: [neighs because he’s literally just a horse]

loki:

[catchymemes]

Nine Realms in Norse Mythology

[rokkr-witness]

Prayer for Sigyn

Hail to the Victorious Woman, Lady of the Cave

Goddess with bare feet and blistered hands 

kneeling unbroken with arms aloft,

Unburnt by the fire of chaos,

A Hearth for that flame,

One that it loves.

Hail to She who is the most loyal

Who carries the greatest of burdens.

love of Her husband,

love of Her children,

love of Her family as a whole,

Her Shoulders are stiff, 

The bowl is heavy

She will not yield.

Hail to the Grieving Goddess

Mother of Narvi and Vali

Goddess of righteous vengeance

The misunderstood

The underestimated

The forgotten

Embodiment of fortitude,

We can endure much more than we think we can.

We can seek our victories, We can trust our loves,

We can deliver comfort when there are no others 

The path to victory is not always obvious,

 it is never painless.

Hail to Sigyn, Asynjur brought low, 

whose shoulders do not shrug, 

whose back does not bend, 

Who bears her burdens with love and dignity. 

Show us the strength that comes from the heart,

from home, from family 

Show us how to endure every assault, but never lose our tempers.

Show us how to hold the bowl, 

for the ones we love. 

Hail Lady of the Unconquerable Heart

Hail Sigyn.

[nymika-arts]

The woods are lovely, dark and deep 🍃🍂

[nymika-arts]

Part 2 🍃

[nymika-arts]

I think I accidentally deleted half of this post so here’s part 3 and 4 again lol enjoy

[mockwa]

[hildshof]

[dufroid-deactivated20220510]

[beautiful-heathen]

[kindfoxes]

a trio of witches and their familiars

[k-productions93-deactivated2025]

Oooooh I love this @increasinglyembarrassed