𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 ❟ 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 ❟​ 𝐰𝐚𝐫

freya of norse myth , based in the 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘳 games . 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘺𝘮𝘯𝘢𝘭.​

[ofreyja]

nobody: tiny bastard gremlin in my head: make a blg for revenant 

[ofreyja]

hi stinkies add me on psn & play ape/x legen/ds with me pwease

username’s ohymnal!

[ofreyja]

interest / plotting call !     let   me   know   if   i   can   come   plot   with   you   :)  

[cursedget]

     hiya lads !    hit that heart  and/or  reblog   if   you’re   down   to   interact   with    a   modern   interpretation   of   george   from   the   classic   ff   series .   mildly   canon    divergent   &   loved   by   lavender !

[ofreyja]

finally finished go/w again and and and . the jotunheim scenery gives me CHILLS man, the rendering, the details,  the giants in the background.... whew!!!!  also the way freya asks “why are you standing so far from me?”+the post death dialogue?? i am forever in awe of danielle’s performance  also also throughout the final fight she keeps begging ar/treus to stop his father & whew that shit hurted almost as much as trying not to die from ba/ldur one-hitting me

[ofreyja]

starter call !   no  promises .

[ofreyja]

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋

bruised knuckles. bloody noses. eye-rolling. empty bottles. messy hair. sarcasm. lip-biting. unwashed jeans. coffee breath. loud music. broken neon signs. chipped nail polish. leather jackets. always wearing headphones. swearing. sneaking out at 3 am. dark lipstick. frown creases. burning cigarettes. plaid shirts. under eye circles. dark colors. flipping someone off. emotional detachment. wolves. death glares. getting into fist fights. not caring who they piss off. motorcycles. not giving a fuck. smashing shit. making a jerking off motion with your hand whenever someone with authority speaks. ripped fishnets. combat boots. throwing a kid’s toy and telling them to go fetch as if they were a dog. feeling lonely even in a huge crowd. band-aids. black eyes. believing that the world is full of pricks. getting even.

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄

honey tea. flower crowns. giggling. blowing kisses. dancing without worries. white lace. soft textures. fluffy throw pillows. using too many heart emojis. empathy. constant daydreaming. handwritten letters. fairy lights. bullet journals. designated driver. warm hugs. garden picnics. quiet. smile lines. optimism. flowy clothes. pastel colors. falling in love often and easily. puppies. bright eyes. nursing someone back to health. lullabies. being sensitive towards the feelings of others. overalls. sundresses. blowing bubbles. licking the icing off on cupcakes. baking a cake for someone’s birthday. cuddles. pillow forts. spoon-feeding someone. silk robes. tiaras. cooing at a baby. believing that there is true goodness in the world. forgiving someone who has hurt you and letting go of the past.

tagged by: @mountainmaiiden​ , thank you!! :D  tagging: you!

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                                    sunshine ,   riptide ,    dancing   all   alone   in   the   morning   light .

[ofreyja]

starter call !   no  promises .

[chnrches]

Well… guess we’re the bad guys now. In her eyes, yes. But she could never make that choice.

[frukinghell]

Oh no @therealjacksepticeye

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[mostlyfate]

2.03 + 2.16

[bewaspish-deactivated20201109]

STARTER FOR @OFREYJA​

     night has only begun to creep into the corner of her view, but katherina knows she can no longer dally like this. the daylight has softened, warmth on her back giving way to cool air. sometime a while ago, katherina had stopped singing to herself when something cracked underfoot — only a twig breaking, hopefully. katherina very suddenly realizes she is in no danger of being robbed, if only because she has ventured where no men do. these woods are cursed by the witch, so the stories say, but rabbits bound underfoot with no fear of their own. it is where katherina will have the best chance of finding dinner, and an even better chance of losing her life.

     she is scaring herself with such thoughts, and without true intention, katherina’s grasp on her dagger’s hilt tightens once more. something passes by in her peripheral, and slowly, katherina reaches back for an arrow. it was crafted by bianca herself, and as katherina notches it, she prays fervently that her sister’s blessing will take hold now. heart heavy, voice quivering, katherina speaks,  ❝ i swear no harm on you — please forgive my intrusion … i simply have mouths to feed.❞

[ofreyja]

    she   holds   the   basket   loosely   within   well-worn   arms ,   ink-dipped   fingers   steadying   the   uneasy   flowers   within   it .   it is strange ,  almost  alarming ,  to see an intruder in sanctuary grove .   yet the goddess does not sense  overt  ill ,  despite the notched arrow ,  despite the dagger .   all women should carry strong weaponry ,  especially with how midgard is now ,    but this is hardly a woman .    the girl is young   :   the steps she takes are unsteady ,   and      ⸺    oh ,   well .    there do seem to be gods  about  these days .     the   seidhr   curse   is   nonetheless   present   on   these   grounds  ⸺   be   warned ,   intruders !   .    an  imperceptible  wave  of  her  hand  breaks  off  the  magic  ,   reaching  roots  vanishing  back into  the  tall  grass  of  the  red  forest .    freya smiles ,   lilt of laughter in her tone .             ❝   don’t   worry ,  i   don’t    think    i   bite .    ❞         she walks ahead ,   busies herself with picking another red - root .  she’s only looking to plant these nearer her home . 

    freya continues over her shoulder .      ❝   that’s   a   well - made   bow   you   have   there .    though   i   would   not   advise   killing   anything   here :    these   are   my   friends.  ❞             a  moment of thought ,  before she goes on .                ❝     why   don’t   you   come   help   me   with   this ?   i’m   on   my   way   home ⏤  you’ll   get   a   warm   meal   for   it.  ❞

[d1ptera]

i did a rough touch up of a drawing i did the start of this year!! 

[ofreyja]

interest / plotting call !     let   me   know   if   i   can   come   plot   with   you   :)  

[ohisms]

                                            i   was   𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱  ;     i   was   weary   of   war   .                   i   wanted   to   rest    /    to   laugh   ——    to  𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙨    &    watch   them   grow  .                         𝐁𝐔𝐓  𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒  𝐃𝐎  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓  𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 .                           remember   who   you   are   ——    𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 .