Bearer of Gjallarhorn

Indie + Selective Heimdall from God of War Ragnarök. Commanded by Kreatchur. LOW ACTIVITY

[gyllentanne]

ɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ

Indie + Selective Heimdall from God of War, commanded by Kreatchur

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[gyllentanne]

ɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ

Indie + Selective Heimdall from God of War, commanded by Kreatchur

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[cosmicamore]

[kaitex]

Wip

[salmonpiffy]

God of War Eridian part 2

[untilcrickets]

will I ever post a finished drawing of him? who knows - sorry this a few months old but I forgot…also don’t speak to me about my sketching process…✌︎('ω')✌︎

[gyllentanne]

ɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ

Indie + Selective Heimdall from God of War, commanded by Kreatchur

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[kreatchur]

Insufferable

[nightlunatic]

Whatever you said, he wasn't happy about it 💔

[berzerkerofrelms]

"Things are quite surprising at times are they not, Heimdall?" Garm asks. His massive size almost swallowed the Aesir whole as he tilted his head. He was dead. Gone but simply transported to the realm of disgrace. His realm. His home. A smile crossing his sharp teeth as he hums." Not everything can go based off the future."

He doesn't attack however. He remains still as he looks the once prideful God up and down." You're dead. There's no point in killing what's already dead." He says as he seathes his massive sword and crosses his arms." I seen you die. How Kratos broke your neck. Watching thoes pretty eyes fizzle out. Shame. I wanted to kill you all myself. But it seems the god of war did that himself."

The soulless white eyes of Garm shifted slightly as he walks over to a rock and sits on it. Each step rocking the ground slightly as he taps his fingers. Now that the watcher of Asgard was dead he wasn't a target anymore. At least as long as he didn't paint himself as one as he licked blood from his lips and stretched his arms." I never thought the likes of you would wind up here. I suspected someplace beyond your understanding."

[gyllentanne]

"Yes, we got a little carried away. Sorry about that." He knows that his death was far kinder than he deserved; certainly kinder than whatever Garm had in mind for him then, something he was forced to see whenever the beast was near, and he is relieved to hear that he is no longer a target... for now.

As Garm steps into view, Heimdall observes every detail. He had survived the end of realms, yes, but it didn't leave him entirely unscathed. Hel, it seemed like he was thriving from it all. What a vulture - but even vultures had their place in the circle, no? There was no point being upset over something working as intended, especially since Heimdall himself was doing something quite similar.

"Hel was not beyond my understanding." Unexpected, certainly, but not beyond his comprehension. "My brother saw something I did not - do not - and chose to grant me, for lack of a better term, a second chance, so now I am here scavenging for whatever I can find. Go ahead, laugh. My downfall was quite hilarious, wasn't it?" An ego bigger than Asgard itself with pride so thick it blinded him from the truth. His inability to let things go, even when his vision revealed that to be the best course of action brought about his demise - something he had also seen and chose to ignore.

"I'm afraid you'll find no sport in me now, beast."

[gyllentanne]

@berzerkerofrelms liked for a starter!

The downfall of the Aesir was a painful cry he heard even in death. He needed no eyes to understand when the events of Ragnarök happened; in Hel he could hear them all. The cries of his people - of his brother and nephews - the rage they carried in their voices... the despair they wailed with. Even with Baldur's generous gift (one he often questions how it worked or why he was deemed worthy enough to have it) and his eyes covered from the world, he could still hear the faint screaming of the war that waged in Asgard. His heart ached being here and he wished to be elsewhere, but those that remained were counting on him.

Here, he is scavenging. He removes the cloth from around his eyes and blinks to adjust to the harsh light. Before him, the land is decimated. The flora that once stood here, beautiful and strong, have been reduced to ash and charcoal. The wall guarding his home from any outside threat had crumbled in many places and he could see the remains of homes behind, crushed in the aftermath. No doubt the Aesir fought with all their might. Such a tragedy they fought for the wrong side.

As he nears the wall, Heimdall's senses begin to scream that there is danger, but he stays facing forward. He recognizes this energy and he is scared.

"I didn't forsee you surviving Ragnarök... lovely to see you again, Garm."

[gyllentanne]

hey you should give this a like and i'll write you a starter or throw heimdall into your inbox or both

[morsaclizombi]

[engager]

[rimiain]

A small corner from today’s booth

It’s been a long time but finally draw something for this man . Dont mind about the line being so draft

Just a brief introduction combine with how I actually feel about this character and try not to spoiler

(Plan to draw something stupid at first however my hand is not listening, Great)

[snxwx]

idiot

[aracelireyjpg]

I can't stop thinking about that dangling braid and the earring he has in his ear 😣😣 I mean, it's driving me crazy. I've had it on my mind for days, and it's becoming my favorite part of him.🥹🥹💖💖

I'm literally this with him these days😩😩