#cursedwanderer

[helreginn]

@cursedwanderer asked:

Send 🌑 to crawl into bed with my muse

Hel sighed softly as she lifted the blankets in front of her ribs, ready for Fenja to slip into the bed with her. It was peculiar - to all but them - how Hel, who had been so cozy under blankets was cold and Fenja brought a warmth to the embrace they easily fell into. Hel smiled, whispering affectionately as she nuzzled her chin in between Fenja's shoulder and neck, "You're here late. I was not expecting you. Everything is alright?"

[ubrias-court-wizard]

Fenja. "I wish to gift you something."

Ybrias raised an eyebrow in surprise at Fenja’s offering. He couldn’t possibly think of what that gift might be, and that only intrigued him even more so. Rubbing his chin in thought, the mage chuckled:

“Oh really? And what might that be hm?”

@cursedwanderer

[helreginn]

@swordduels asked:

Fenja sent ‘ 👋🍑😈 ‘ to spank my muse

Hel yelped slightly, surprised but not unimpressed by the sudden sting on her butt cheek. She turned to Fenja with a playful smirk, catching her wrist as she pulled the other close, "You know.." She said, catching Fenja's lower lip between her teeth as she bitingly kissed the tree spirit before whispering against her mouth, "I've ended lives for far less."

The particular gleam in her fire orange eyes suggested death was probably not the end she intended for Fenja.

[helreginn]

When Fenja woke, she would not find Hel curled around her, warm and content. She wouldn't even find the goddess in her bed. No note, no goodbye kiss. No indication she'd left. The bedroom was empty and dark. Cold in a way that the interior of her hall never had been. Even the stones from Muspelheimr that lined every wall could not cut the ice of Helheimr proper. Not this day.

If she looked for Hel, assuming she would not have left without word or goodbye, Fenja would find the giantess curled up in in the far corner of her bathroom; her knees to her chest and her head hidden beneath her arms as she cradled her legs and trembled.

In the quiet of her chambers, her small whimpers were unmistakable as she tried her best to be silent.

[helreginn]

@cursedwanderer asked:

i've been having selfish thoughts.

Hel grinned slyly at the other woman. Amused at the thoughts such words conjured in her mind. Being Loki's daughter.. there was no limit to the selfish acts she could envision. "Do tell, Fenja."

[helreginn]

Fenja and Hel, if they had a child <3

If they had a kid meme

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Name: Fenauðr (Fen + Precious Treasure) It's cute because it honours Fenrisulfr AND Fenja Heljarson.

Gender: Male

General Appearance: He looks a lot like Fenja. Crimson hair, green eyes. A million and one freckles. Clocking in at 205cm/6'7 and beardly.

Personality: A very happy go lucky, laughy man who doesn't take himself or much of anything else serious. Nice but not afraid to be snarky.

Special Talents: He can commune with trees, pulling up plants that don't geographically belong right outta the dirt.

Who they like better: Hel

Who they take after more: Fenja

Personal Head canon: When he was little, he liked to become a tree and let the younger hatchling snakes of Náströnd rest in his branches like weighted blankets but in necklace form.

Face Claim:

Hampus Luck

[helreginn]

@swordduels asked:

Fenja had been bold enough to sit down in Hel's lap and gave her a bottle. "Happy international women's day."

Hel followed Fenja with her eyes as the other redhead sat in her lap. A playful smile curled at her lips as she easily wrapped her arms around Fenja's waist. And then rather quickly it was traded for a perplexed frown, "No... That can't be right. Surely it is October?"

[helreginn]

@cursedwanderer @swordduels liked for a starter!

Emotions were high. The ground and tree stumps still smoldered in some places. Everything was scorched and stunk of smoke. Hel's shoulders moved with the effort it took her to breathe as her fathomless amber eyes stared out at the razed remnants of what only yesterday had been a loud and vibrant ecosystem.

Without word, she blindly reached for Fenja's hand. Naturally, it was not her own sorrow that had the goddess reacting so viscerally. Death was fine with death. And as the spectral inhabitants of the forest walked towards her it became clear to all who might see where the grief began.

Silent tears streamed down her face and she closed her eyes as they passed through her, one by one, and disappeared.