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⚡️Repost if you want white supremacists to stop using European pantheons to justify themselves.⚡️
The real benevolent Celtic, Norse, Greek, Roman (and more) deities would never want their names and teachings to be used for hatred. If anything, they want the opposite.
I watch my love’s pain with stone abandon, preventing the writhing, the terrible punishment. The snake swings; venom drips; it hits my hands, burning me. But I stand strong, not flinching. I must protect him, ease his pain. He, bound in punishment, me choosing to stay by his side. “I must empty the bowl. I will return, my love,” I say in a tired voice. He nods and tenses, bracing himself. I can hear him crying out in pain as the acid venom hits his skin. I quickly dump the bowl, filling it with stream water and cleansing him, returning to the centuries-old cycle once more.
“The Burden of Sigyn’s Arms” - Melanie Lokadottir
How Big How Blue How Beautiful (2015) // Sign of the Times (2017)
You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.
Andrea Gibson (via wordsnquotes)
Florence Welch photographed by Carlo Allegri.
Florence Welch, photographed for Letterman (2010)
“I know that I hung on a windy tree nine long nights, wounded with a spear, dedicated to Odin, myself to myself, on that tree of which no man knows from where its roots run. No bread did they give me nor a drink from a horn, downwards I peered; I took up the runes, screaming I took them, then I fell back from there.” Watercolour, ink, PS. Cover artwork for The Illuminated Edda (Fate of the Norns)
[Facebook • DeviantArt • Official site • Twitter] © Nataša Ilinčić, please do not remove credits
M Y T H O L O G Y M E M E
two mythological objects → idunn’s golden apples of eternal youth
Divinity sprouts from the soil that she sows, reaping eternal youth for her fellow Aesir. Motherly fingers adjust tender sprigs, cupping them gently and helping them find the sun. During the harvest, acres upon acres glimmer gold even in the dark, even in the moon’s icy light. Apples of sunny skin and sprightly juice plop one by one into Idunn’s basket, never once touched by hands other than hers. Only when she cups the fruit in her hands to transfer it to Thor’s, to Sif’s, to Freyja’s and Tyr’s and Bragi’s and Njord’s and Var’s, can the gods bite into them and feel the renewal of youth, beauty, and power. Cinnamon and sugar and sunshine burst on their tongues and slip into their veins, filling them with enough vitality to last them yet another year.
Happy Birthday to one of my favorite music artist: Florence Welch <3
3️⃣0️⃣🌿🌸 (by Flo)
"Everyone thinks it'll all be better once we've won. They don't yet see the scars we'll have to deal with afterward."
Revolutionary Sentence Starters
“ They aren’t thinking about afterward, they’re thinking about now. Right now, they just want this all to stop. “
An all too familiar scene. In the anguish in their words, the years of worry lines etched out in months, in the worn and weary faces that looked desperately for a sign of relief from their current hellish circumstances. Haggard faces turning to those they thought to have the power to bring a just end, hope lingering in the eyes of some while other’s had long burned out and been replaced with an anger only war could ignite.
“ It changes people. They’re changing now and they may not even realize it. “
And oh if that truth wasn’t the most bitter of medicines. That was the most unfortunate feature of truths - they were impossible to deny, no matter how bitter they were on the tongue and in the heart. He knew that she was right, that they would simply carry on as they always did, but that did not mean that he condoned or looked forward to it.
“I’m afraid that in this moment, I’m considerably less far-sighted than you, but I suppose that isn’t anything new,” he said with a slant smile. He didn’t know how he managed such an expression, but he felt like so much of his body and mind were on autopilot. The same sort of instinctual inertia that didn’t answer how they would survive, but nonetheless guaranteed that it would happen somehow or another.
“I know it’s not necessary to do it alone, but there are times when it simply must be expected. As much as we may love and go through our lives surrounded by those we love, at the end of the day, we are the only ones in our heads, the only ones who see our own dreams and wonder at our own nightmares.”
“ ...No, you’re right, no one else can truly face those demons with us, but that doesn’t mean you should carry the weight by yourself. “ For a moment, that was all she could bring herself to say, a sense that this was a boundary best treaded lightly. “ You say I’m far sighted, and it’s true, because I look at it from a distance, trying to separate myself enough to see it merely as a situation rather than a living hell we face, but you seem excruciatingly aware of all of it. “ “ It is by no means a small burden you carry. While I have no doubt it is a burden you can bear, I worry for what it will do to you. I know you will get through this, I know you’re strong, but just because you can bear the suffering doesn’t mean you should...I know what it is, to wake up with an unspeakable fear holding you in a vice grip only for reality to crash down and replace it with mind numbing anguish...I’ve faced that alone and I hate that you might face that. You don’t deserve that. “ It was an odd and shaking experience to find her emotions so open spoken of, that comforting distance far more difficult when the effects of their currents troubles seemed to loom over head.
Breathing in sharply, she pulled herself back, her hand quickly slipping from his shoulder as she tried to regain her stoic outer appearance. “ Forgive me, I spoke out of turn. “
“As I come into my 30s, I have a sense of getting to know myself a bit better, and I feel good about it,” she says. “I have more of an idea of who I am now.” So who exactly is Florence Welch today? “Oh, that will probably change,” she demurs. “Get-ting into the core of you is a life’s work, though I’m definitely part of the way into doing that.” Welch laughs yet again. “The colors are coming back in the dresses.”
"I was a heavy heart to carry" or (your choice) "I'm not here looking for absolution"
“We all have times in our lives where our hearts are too heavy for us to carry alone. It’s better in these times to let another help take a bit of the weight. I was happy to lend a shoulder to you then, as I am now.”
What a privilege it was, the Goddess thought idly to herself, to see this woman’s smile. To see the cool, calm, cunning exterior of a battle hardened leader soften in these moments of calm, to see her lips curl. With that thought in mind, a smile graced her lips without her realizing it, ad she lent forward to place a gentle kiss on the other woman’s cheek. “ How is it you take a moment so somber and make it impossible not to smile? If I didn’t know any better I would say there was some magic about you. “
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Loki had a harsh scowl etched into his face and a hatred in his eyes that seemed to grow deeper with every step he took in the clay-like mud. He didn’t pay attention to all the rocks he stepped on or the grass that got stuck between his toes, he just walked on in a straight line, straight to the hut he’d been sharing with his wife since a couple of months. He slammed the door open when he arrived and forewent any niceties or greetments, instead he let out a savage growl. “That Thunderer went too far this time.” He lifted his feet one at a time and plucked the grass out of his toes and wiped off some mud in one rash movement and flicked the mixture out of the open door behind him. “That vámr tried to cut off my son’s fucking head!” With that he slammed the door shut so hard, the whole of Asgard had probably heard. “If Hymir hadn’t been so afraid of Ragnarök, Jörmungandr would likely have died.”
With the unquiet entrance of her husband, the Goddess lifted her gaze from the pages of her book. His shuts of anger quickly explained his foul mood, and she allowed herself a moment to collect her thoughts before responding. Despite how horrendous the act described was, she couldn’t bring herself to be surprised, for she’d grown accustomed to their spiteful nature during the war. “ They don’t like what they can’t control, or what they think they can’t control. Your anger is completely warranted, but they are- “ stupid and cruel were the words that came to mind, but she bit her tongue.
“ -they can be harsh. Perhaps if they are given the illusion that he’s manageable, they can be coerced into focusing on other things? “
"Everyone thinks it'll all be better once we've won. They don't yet see the scars we'll have to deal with afterward."
Revolutionary Sentence Starters
“ They aren’t thinking about afterward, they’re thinking about now. Right now, they just want this all to stop. “
An all too familiar scene. In the anguish in their words, the years of worry lines etched out in months, in the worn and weary faces that looked desperately for a sign of relief from their current hellish circumstances. Haggard faces turning to those they thought to have the power to bring a just end, hope lingering in the eyes of some while other’s had long burned out and been replaced with an anger only war could ignite.
“ It changes people. They’re changing now and they may not even realize it. “
“No, but they will,” Khan agreed with a sigh. It was a harried, haggard sound. Like the battle they had all been waging, it was drawn-out and lingering too long, unsure of where to end. Wars tended to lose their meaning quickly, especially when the strength that was rallied in the anticipation to fight them was never quite enough to get the job done.
“When it’s over they’ll look back and wonder how they survived it. They’ll wonder why they began at all. Why they looked to us for the answers when war doesn’t give resolution to either side.” He shook his head and looked down at his scarred hands, feeling like in that moment they could no better grasp a grain of sand than the world. “I’m not sure what I’ll do when it’s over.”
War torn. Those were the words that came to mind as she turned, her gaze falling to the hands turned rough by years of conflict. The words ‘war torn’ left a bitter taste in her mouth. They were more than these years of horror, than the scars left behind from violence they would never be able to forget, and in that same moment she saw her own fears mirrored in his concerns. “ You’ll do as you’ve always done. You’ll do what needs to be done. “
“ War changes us, but it will not define us. We will change, because we must, but it will not change who we are at our core. It may not be okay, it may not be alright, but we will get through this because we need to. You are more than you give yourself credit for. “ The words were soft, but firm, a resolution in them she as grateful to know was still there. Though they had never been close, she placed a hand on his shoulder in hopes of providing some comfort. “ When this is over, you will be there to show them what needs to be done. When the time comes, you will move forward, and in time they will learn from the example and do the same...but you needn’t do it alone, my friend. “
Vikings Meme ↠ [1/1] Object: Ravens
▹ Ravens were used by Vikings to determine if there was a land ahead during their long voyages across the open sea. They carried ravens with them in cages. When they found themselves far away from the shore, and didn’t know which way to go, they would set a raven free. Raven would fly high in the air and then start flying in circles searching for land in the distance. Because ravens can’t land on water, if the raven could not see a land, he would return to the ship. But if the raven saw land in the distance, it would fly straight for it. All the Vikings had to do is follow the raven. So raven acted as a guide, which guided Vikings through the unknown and uncharted waters to a safe haven. Which means that raven must be directly related to the idea of a guide, leader, just like Odin, Wodan whose name actually means Guide, Leader. [x]
