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@helcaged
do i still taste of war? can you still feel the battles on my skin, stitched across my back?
independent, private, low activity portrayal of hela odinsdóttir of the marvel cinematic universe. heavily headcanon based and canon divergent. myth and comics friendly. loved by kelli ( 23, she / her. ) also @kryze @radiantcrown @starsprayed
carrd / plot form / headcanons / pinterest / playlist
just popping in to say that i’m stuck on mobile for the next few days - i’ll be poking around on the dash a little, but that’s about it 💚
THOR ODINSON. THE GOD OF THUNDER . FIRST SON OF ODIN. STORM BRINGER
written by : monroe est. may 2020 mcu compliant . endgame divergent.
a surprise gifset for @helcaged !
—————& these hands…
ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴏғ ᴍɪɴᴇ
( ｄ ｅ ｓ ｔ ｒ ｏ ｙ )
every beautiful thing that i find.
muse aesthetics, tarot edition.
bold what applies to your muse, italicize what sometimes or sort-of applies. repost, don’t reblog, and have fun! tw : mentions of alcohol.
major arcana : a long journey - a feeling of raw energy - putting a name to something unknown - an elaborate patchwork - unexpected catastrophes - unexpected blessings - vivid dreams - sudden awakenings - the feeling of shedding your skin - the echoes in holy places - bright lights - deep shadows - feeling the earth move beneath your feet - wandering in museums - the strange clarity of moonlight - thunder and lightning - an unfamiliar road - coming back to the place you started as an entirely different person
cups : being overwhelmed by emotion - finding something to celebrate every day - finding something to mourn every day - connecting with others - the scent of ocean air - making food for your friends when they’re stressed - the remembrance of something lost - sublime confusion - cool colors - a cozy cafe - a bustling bar - calm waters, hidden depths - getting tipsy in the afternoon - summer rain - comfy sweaters - flowing skirts - a house by the sea - deep conversations after midnight
wands : the scent of spices and dark wood - making something just for the sake of creation - dry heat - crackling fire - a bolt of inspiration - refusing to apologize for your passion - stubborn optimism - taking on more than you can handle - hot tea - warm colors - getting up early - staying up late - bright fire, fast burnout - tacky thrift store finds worn with the utmost confidence - the thrill of starting a new project - spring storms - hotel rooms - perpetual restlessness
pentacles : the scent of rich soil after a rain - hard and diligent work - solid ground, strong foundations - the satisfaction of a long-awaited payoff - generosity that comes with a catch - work boots and heavy jeans - silk and jewels - resting on your laurels - seeing your work through to the end - harvest time - fresh bread and rich soup - earth tones - jewel tones - a lush garden - sunlight through the trees - dark chocolate - a home in the farmlands - a sprawling house in the old part of the city
swords : the scent of fresh air - focusing on the intellectual at the expense of the emotional - freshly fallen snow - burying yourself in action - tending to your own wounds - a foreseeable disaster - crisply tailored suits - starkly elegant dresses - refusing to admit defeat - cold air, clear thoughts - old hurts - fresh starts - overthinking your overthinking - the harsh glow of street lamps - black coffee - a cabin in the mountains - an apartment downtown - the quiet before the dawn.
tagged by : stolen from the dash tagging : you!
Hela, the Goddess of Death, has invaded Asgard.
SHIT SAID IN THE ASGARD DISCORD
change pronouns if needed! some prompts are nsfw.
❝ i cannot physically handle this plane of existence anymore. ❞ ❝ look at my dick, it’s solid gold. ❞ ❝ are you there god, it’s me [ name ] ❞ ❝ she built like a biscuit. ❞ ❝ i am a simp. ❞ ❝ cremation is illegal. ❞ ❝ my scrotum did a backflip. ❞ ❝ i smell an entrance. ❞ ❝ he done snatched her weave. ❞ ❝ see, that’s why you gotta pin your wig, hoe. ❞ ❝ this is harassment. ❞ ❝ god, my hair looks like shit. ❞ ❝ that response gave me whiplash. ❞ ❝ rat casino. ❞ ❝ i have to wazz. ❞ ❝ that was the most nickelodeon thing i’ve ever heard in my fucking life. ❞ ❝ pack it in, boys, he’s fucking dead. ❞ ❝ gasps in spanish ❞ ❝ it’s called fashion, sweaty. ❞ ❝ spare a slice of that cake? ❞ ❝ surprise, bitch. i bet you thought you’d seen the last of me. ❞ ❝ i was busy crying over forky. ❞ ❝ you’re correct, ohio does not exist. ❞ ❝ is this skyrim? ❞ ❝ you’re tearing this family apart. ❞ ❝ graphic design is my passion. ❞ ❝ we really saw that man’s cock and balls last night. ❞ ❝ this man makes my asexual ass think things. ❞ ❝ gonna do a dumb thing. ❞ ❝ that peacock is a drag queen, i just know it. ❞ ❝ source: i own seven parrots. ❞ ❝ the crimson chin but desaturated. ❞ ❝ don’t they know there’s a pan pizza happening? ❞ ❝ those are meant for murder, these are meant for maiming. ❞ ❝ the fuck you mean the mcflurry spoon isn’t a straw? ❞
knifehack
just stab the problem
this might create more problems than it solves but there's nothing that can't be stabbed with enough effort and the right mindset
odin’s children — the throne of asgard.
you ever just know you can do a canon character better and steal them and make them ur oc
@thorslovex sent : “ should i call you, auntie? or....? ”
“ please don’t. ” auntie. the word is horribly domestic, and familiar in a way that sets her on edge. this child... she doesn’t know her, none of them do — and has thor so easily forgotten that she is dangerous? children are... delicate, in ways that she has never understood. torunn would do well to avoid her, for her own sake.
“ ....hela is fine. ”
* MY SWEETHEART’S PIANO IS RAT FILLED, AND MINE IS INFESTED WITH BUGS. THE MUSIC WE MAKE IS UNNATURAL, BUT IT SOUNDS JUST LIKE FALLING IN LOVE!
a hela and mortem aesthetic board ft: @helcaged
❝ if i have to tell you to stay out of MY BUSINESS one more time, i will stab you. two can play at the stabbing game, guder. ❞ he’s absolutely over hela trying to interfere with the people he brings home. she had her ways of feeding and so did he, both vastly different. ❝ i’m tired of you scaring off people before i can kill them. ❞
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a snarl, and she’s looming over loki, blue eyes flashing onyx. “ you’re feeding is getting too obvious, kald. and that is my business. ”
“ how long before someone starts asking questions? you bring so many mortals here, and none of them are heard from again. ” a clawed hand settles on his shoulder, her grip tight. “ i’m tired of asking you to exercise some subtlety. i won’t allow a repeat of europe. ”
there are three types of people.
i mean, you could try and court me traditionally but holding a knife to my throat while kissing works too
@conviolo
@conviolo sent : “ it's all going according to plan. ”
dark lips pull into a wolf-like grin, gazing out across the shining beacon that is asgard. this is where she belongs, where they belong. her brother’s foolishness is unfortunate — a son of odin could have been a valuable tool, but he’d made his choice when he attempted to use mjölnir, of all things, against her. that she is not alone in her triumph is thrilling. mortem, by her side as she should always be.
“ it is — and it shouldn’t take long for the people to settle, without the princes. ” venom creeps into her tone, something wild glinting in icy eyes. she’d known that odin would replace her, but that hardly made facing those boys any less insulting.
her face softens as she turns back to mortem, chilled fingers reaching for the other goddess. “ we will bring asgard to the height of its potential, accomplish what my father was too much of a coward to reach for. ”
