#vaettir

[sarenth]

Valhǫll is Not Heaven

With the death of Charlie Kirk, FBI Director Kash Patel had this to say: “Rest now, brother. We have the watch, and I will see you in Valhalla.” I felt I needed to speak out as an antifascist Heathen who cares about how his religion is seen, and how it is misused in modern discourse. The amount of goofy bullshit I have seen over the years regarding Valhǫll would, and in some cases has, filled…

[lokeansuz]

may the garden prosper may the food be good and plentiful may the trees sway gently may the rain cleanse and nourish us may the wind blow away our worries may the sea wash away our sorrow may the earth ground us may the golden light of sunset bathe over us may the darkness bring clarity in reflection may we be born anew every day to this beautiful earth so as not to forget how precious it is to even exist

[busridetohelheim]

Near my home, in the woods by the park, there is a creek. She's not active right now, but when she is, she's quiet and beautiful.

[aubreyappears]

troll stories are so funny. a troll will give a guy an ale cask that never runs out and tell him to NEVER look in it and you're all "ah I've read stories about fairies, I know how this plays out. they're going to look in and then the troll gets them for breaking the promise" but no, the troll just doesn't want you looking in because he stuffed it full of toads and looking at the toads makes them stop producing ale.

[lordratgun]

Rot in the North - A Vaesen Game - NPCs

So I'm running a Vaesen campaign for @juk3box, @boomarrows and @leeminarium . And now I've made it a goal for myself to draw every NPC in the game, even if it's a dumb doodle. Enjoy.

[youtheniyalma]

Like most Norse folk, Oskar has a shrine to the landvaettir, or guardian spirit of his home, which he prays to for his blessing before he leaves his home. He also puts up a raven banner to honour his role model and patron deity Baldr, and shields and swords to earn the favour of his ancestors.

[dwollsadventures]

The other game I've been playing is Pokemon Let's Go, because I'm a chump when it comes to Pokemon. Eevee and Pikachu are alright, I guess, but reptiles are where it's at! Walking along with my Arbok and Rhyhorn feels so awesome. It was cool in HGSS, but seeing them walk along with me in 3D (and getting to ride them!!) feels so much more fulfilling. (Even if the battle animations are a little stale). It'd be cool if they implemented it into Sword and Shield, but considering how much the company's whipping their employees into yearly releases, it's probably not going to happen any time soon. 

Anyways, why is that lass/lad walking with a lindworm? Firstly, because I wanted to draw a lindworm. I've been drafting their myth stuff entry, though I don't think I'll post it any time soon. They're the native dragons of Scandinavia and Germany, but are far from bog-standard snake-dragons. In their homelands they have tons of mystical traits, like the ability to sit on a pile of gold and multiply each piece, all the while growing in tandem. In Sweden, whiteworms, a morph of lindworm, are good luck when they're seen, and their shed skin has magical properties. In Norway they've also got some sort of relationship with sea serpents, possibly being the same species... Interestingly their name doesn't mean land-worm. It comes from Old High German lint "snake" and wurm "serpent". A lot of the time they're also just called ormur, or "serpent/worm", although in English it might be better to translate it as wyrm. They can also be called lyngormr, meaning "heath worm". Secondly because during quarantine I came up with an idea for a pokemon-esque game where you capture and bond with (and actually bond with, less fighting) mythical creatures. I will spare you the exhaustive details... I'm starting to think being cooped up for two weeks is doing stuff to my brain...

If you're thinking, 'wow it looks like there should be a lot of movement in that drawing. maybe it was animated at one point?' I hate you and I hate animation.

[gylfagiinning]

@vaettiir 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 ♥         ––––  &&   skaði responded.

    “What NOW?”

𝐅𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 & 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇, the jötunn knowing full well that despite efforts, the wilder of Þórr’s spawn has won the affliction of her sympathies, capricious as they may be.  𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚂, as she once considered, it was due to Jarnsaxa’s blood coursing thickly through his veins, rampant with WILDERNESS, but has since found that the fondness is likelier for the youth himself. There is taint to him, Æsir forbidding (she never liked the word, feistily fought its use against her kin, yet wears it like a battle scar down, a note of their disdain and discomfort), like the air just before an avalanche, and Skaði has a hard time turning him down.

In her mind, she has already reached for the spear for practice, already caved to request although she tempers herself like the blade in the forge. He is not as young as he once were, not as easily distracted, so she does her best to drown PRESUMPTIONS like birds of sorrow. 

   “Speak, Magni, lest I forget how to reply in turn.”   Teasing, really, and out of turn as well for his status, but 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 of how little the Æsir address her just as well. “Lest you come to speak with more than lips.” Already itching for a fight, even one for practice’s sake,  never one for stillness.   “Perhaps you finally choose to fight with the frost that runs through you, mhm?”