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Jörmungandr

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They're quite good

Consider this my introduction to drawing. Please no harsh criticism.

Terrible arts below

(I’m very insecure about my art, please be nice)

Odin

Thor

Hnnbgshabwjwhjw ignore the noses OʌO

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The thing about mead is part of their oath: that one can't drink without the other

Who wants to hear ramblings and/or fun facts about Mythology? :3

(I'm so hyperfixated I'm thinking about changing my astro-based classes (space) for mythology ones in my senior year-)

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Thor and Jormungandr, a fragment of a story from The Prose Edda.

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i'm bored

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Go on

Who wants to hear ramblings and/or fun facts about Mythology? :3

(I'm so hyperfixated I'm thinking about changing my astro-based classes (space) for mythology ones in my senior year-)

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"Before the World Wakes"

I love my soft, sleepy headcannon of them waking up before each other. Sigyn totally just staring at him like “wow. look at this idiot. my idiot.” And he’s all peaceful.. please enjoy the animation even if it's old <3

Sigyn had woken before the sun again. It wasn’t unusual she often did, though she never said why. She liked these moments. The ones no one else would ever see. She turned on her side, pulling the soft blankets tighter around herself as she gazed at Loki.

He was on his back, one arm lazily flung over his eyes, the other still half-curled toward her from where he must have pulled her close during the night. His long hair was a mess against the pillow, strands sticking in odd directions.

He always looked so... human like this. Not the silver-tongued god of mischief, not the cunning sorcerer who kept the gods on edge with every smirk. Just Loki. Her Loki.

His lips were slightly parted, brow relaxed, lashes casting shadows under his eyes. He murmured something incoherent in his sleep, and she instinctively reached out, brushing her fingers down the bridge of his nose, then across his cheekbone.

She smiled. “You always look like you’re dreaming of something wicked,” she whispered softly, knowing he couldn’t hear. Sometimes she did wonder what he dreamed of. Old glories? Lost battles? Their sons? Her? Perhaps all of it at once, tangled into something only his mind could make sense of.

He stirred slightly at her touch, brow twitching, and Sigyn froze. But he didn’t wake. Instead, his hand moved blindly, finding hers under the covers and curling his fingers around it. She watched his lips quirk just slightly, just for a second and her heart caught.

He was always like this. Even when the world called him a monster. Even when he was sharp-edged and fire-eyed and unkind to everyone but her. He still reached for her. Always.

“Foolish lover of mine,” she breathed with a small laugh, kissing his knuckles. “You think I watch you because I’m worried. But it’s because this is the only time the world makes sense of you..”

A long moment passed. Then, to her surprise, she heard a sleepy, gravel-soft voice. “You know I’m awake when you talk to me like that, right?”

She froze. His lips were curled into a lazy grin now, eyes still closed. “Loki—”

“I like when you think I’m asleep,” he murmured, pulling her hand toward his chest. “You’re so poetic when no one’s listening.”

She rolled her eyes, cheeks flushed. “You manipulative little—”

“Say it again,” he whispered, cracking one eye open to meet hers. “The part about me being yours.”

Sigyn sighed, smiling despite herself. “I never said that.”

“You were thinking it,” he said smugly, tugging her closer.

She gave in, laying her head on his chest. “Fine,” she whispered. “You’re mine.”

He let out a pleased hum, wrapping his arms around her. “Good. Now go back to sleep, woman. I was having a very nice dream about ruling everything with you at my side.”

Sigyn laughed, her hand resting over his heartbeat. “Of course you were.”

And as Sol finally crept over the horizon and Asgard began to stir, Sigyn let herself drift back to sleep, wrapped in the quiet truth that this Loki, the one only she ever got to see, was the only version that truly mattered.

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Oh, he's got a smooth nice voice, that's for sure, it's part of his charm. I'm also writing him as being interested in other people's voices, especially those he's interested in.

What does Loki from the myths sound like to you?

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and then came the summer solstice

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This painting, by the Danish artist Peter Cramer (c. 1726 – 1782), re-creates the dramatic death-scene of the Norse god, Balder (also spelled Baldur or Baldr). For more info on the art and mythology, read our article HERE.

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Apparently I never posted this Loki piece on here and that is a C R I M E😭 I am so sorry pls forgive me lol

Anyway here’s Loki with Freyja’s falcon cloak

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someone say a yuri ship . first one u think of

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At least her boyfriend is travel-sized ig

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The Next Hagia by feralkin

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a detailed list of things i hate

hot weather

high temperatures

heat

warmer than average conditions

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Tagged by @lokiinmediasideblog

favourite colour: Black. Green, purple, red and white are fighting for the second place.

last song you listened to: Camel Dancefloor by Igorrr

currently reading: The last book I read was one about licanthropy named Licantropía. But as of now, I'm not reading anything.

currently watching: Nothing, but I'm waiting for the 1670 second season.

currently craving: Chocolate, but that I always do.

coffee or tea: Tea, I detest coffee.

Tagging @solostinmysea @sereonhardware @nighthagsyndrome

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This artwork, by the Norwegian artist Gerhard Munthe (1849–1929), is a depiction of the Norse god, Odin. For more info on the art and the mythology, read our article HERE.