Hodr is totally not silly. He may look silly and walk silly, but he is not.
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Hodr is totally not silly. He may look silly and walk silly, but he is not.
I won't let you give up.
If he had any humor left inside of him, Hodr would have laughed at the mere idea imposed by Baldr. "I have given up a long, long ago, brother. I fear this battle has long been lost. I am sorry", he replied, his calm words not hiding the deep seated pain on his mind, and the tears that threatened fall from from his eyes did not aid his cause.
You smell like cinnamon.
"Do I?" The little kitchen maid sniffed at her sleeve. "I suppose I might. There's been a lot of baking this week, and we made candied cinnamon buns today."
Belatedly, she stopped her chatter to curtsey. "My lord."
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If only blood was the single defining characteristic of family.
Do not tempt me to slay you again.
§ (generic Balder if that is easiest)
At first he could not believe that it had been Baldr. After so long, after so much torment, had his pupil finally learned the lesson that Loki had ever violently sought to teach him? For he recognized a bit of himself in the younger god, always had. That inability to quite measure up at times. And so Loki had taken it upon himself at a young age to teach Baldr to become strong in the only way he knew now.
Being stabbed by his brother proved that he was learning.
As he reached out to snap Baldr's wrist and pull the knife out, he grinned, a sinister, reptilian expression that revealed his darker nature.
"This is only the beginning, bróðir," the God of Mischief and Lies told him. "From here you will learn to become so much more than any of them ever could have expected, and it is I who shall teach you."
when you were growing up with thor, loki, and balder what were your relationships with them like? did you think they would be different now than they are?
I shall answer this in parts as best I can.
Thor and I were boisterous, arrogant, and if we didn’t love each other so much we might have killed one another. I spent no shortage of time knocking him on his ass in the ring before he smarted up and actually fulfilled his potential. But I say all this with great care, we were fast friends from first meet and no one else has ever supported and challenged me like he does. I was barely knee high the first time we met. We ran though field and hall and were terrors to more than a few. Little golden blurs, as one of my mothers used to call us. When we were of that sort of age we were together on and off for quite some time, as I think most know by now. It was very…well, an exuberant first love.
Balder has always been a more reasonable presence. We’ve had far less conflicts than I did with either of the other princes. I also met him a little later, we became friends when I was about half grown. We weren’t quite as close in those days, I did not full appreciate his kindness until later. I thought him too gentle. We are also closest in age, as it were. Not that many years divide any of us. It was he, Thor, and I that set upon our first quest together. After that I think was when he became so firmly a friend.
Loki. He and I have often been least close. I admit to at times dismissing him as an annoying younger brother. He would follow after Thor when he was small and often became part of our games whether we liked it or not. We did have our moments of companionship. He showed me much of the great library and we used to save each other from terrible suitors at festivals sometimes. When we weren’t fighting The lot of us all fought and trained and lived together and it was not without days of peace even with him. We fell out more and more as the years passed, making peace and then ruining it several times as we grew up. Once he cut my hair there was something of a line drawn between us.
As for what I thought of the future…In some ways we are all quite what I expected. Thor and I are still close, closer than ever I suppose, and I would never have accepted different answer as young girl. Although I thought we would have been married by now. Balder and I are also rather the same as well: he’s a dear friend and surprisingly peaceful ear. All that I expected. If anything is great change it is only because my thoughts were that of young girl, idealistic in their way and imagined a more… standard future. I could not have guessed all the places our lives would lead.
In my youth I also thought Loki and I would grow out of our fights. That is the main difference in what I expected. I thought we would all be family. Or better said I wished we would be. I have long felt suspicions of Loki’s soul and those started very early if I am honest. But I trusted in good influences and time.
I was naive then.
They have all been dear to me, for different reasons and at different times. It is a pity they did not all stay that way.