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GOD OF WAR MASTERLIST

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last updated: 03/18/24

kratos

headcanons:

opposites attract

his s/o comforts him

oneshots:

the rite of passage — it is a rite of passage in your family to learn to hunt. your father intends on teaching you.

atreus

headcanons:

his s/o is a valkyrie / jötunn

thor

headcanons:

his s/o is short

he and an old friend having feelings for each other

giving his s/o a massage

his s/o comforts him

thor with a young daughter who looks up to him

nsfw:

general nsfw headcanons

týr

headcanons:

dating týr

heimdall

miniseries:

the less time, the better — one , two , three , four , five , six , seven , eight , nine

the oldest child of kratos and faye, you're invited to asgard by odin after he shows up at your families home in midgard. upon arrival, you're greeted by a purpled eyed, cocky and seemingly miserable god— who doesn't know how to handle being beaten by a giant.

headcanons:

dating heimdall

meeting his s/o who isn't affected by his powers

braiding his hair

his s/o gets injured during ragnarök

he worries about his s/o

friends to lovers

cuddling with him

enemies to lovers

his s/o is mortal

his s/o acts similarly to him

nsfw:

general nsfw headcanons

freyr

headcanons:

dating freyr

he has feelings for someone kratos sees as his child

his s/o gets injured during ragnarök

taking care of his s/o while they're on their period

nsfw:

general nsfw headcanons

first time headcanons

baldur

oneshots:

i just feel you — baldur returns home from midgard, defeated that he still can't seem to feel. you reassure him that it matters not to you.

multiple characters

relationship headcanons with thor, modi and baldur

kratos and thor with an s/o that hates their appearance

dating magni and modi headcanons

[visionsofmagic]

bloody [gow headcanon]

prompt: when they see you covered with blood

character(s): kratos, thor, baldur, tyr, freya, freyr & heimdall

wc: 1.7k || tags&notes: gn!reader, no use of y/n or pronouns, fluff, kisses, touches. anger, madness, violence, getting hurt, blood, a little angst (maybe), lover!reader.

enjoy!

KRATOS likely to show a great anger the first time he sees blood on your body, both feeling irritating sense of not being able to protect you and wonder who had enough encourage to touch you – to hurt you. so, his face shows madness coming from pure rage he feels like he felt on his previous life in greek. however, he tries to hide it – decrease it when his palms hold your cheek, making you look at him directly and answer his, “who did this to you?” question which comes like a poison from his mouth – like he is ready to hold blades of chaos and manslaughter everyone cross his path including those hurt you. you only smile as an ensure that you are fine and the blood don’t belong to you. holding his hands, you use them to travel on your body, feeling there is no wound, just blood of others who tried to hurt you. his hazel eyes filled with sparkles of rage soften each moment his hands travel and finally, he takes relaxed breaths, calming down, looking at you with determined and furrowed eye brows, giving a lecture about how you need to be more careful, even calling him whenever there is a treat. he doesn’t speak aloud but his kisses on your face, his hands on your back to push your body to his, hugging you tightly, he shows how much he is afraid to see you hurting. you mean everything to him alongside atreus. he doesn’t waste any time to show you this while he cleans blood with water and cloth as you watch his massive hands work on your body gently. 

THOR is so much like kratos. however, unlike him, thor doesn’t mind using violence at all. he makes you tell names of those who hurt you. if you don’t tell, not wanting to see him acting violently even though they deserve it according to him, he seeks for them after he watches you remove your clothes, getting into a bathtub, cleaning yourself and the wounds you have while thor’s eyes study every part of you from head to toe without any shame, believing he has right to do it without asking for a permission and from deep down, you like seeing him watching you, spending his time like this only for you as his father keep asking him. you know he cares for you, so, you let him sit there, hands on knees, kneeling little towards you. his hands even caress your hair from time to time and after you are done, he picks up clothes you choose for you, helping you get dry and wear them. he kisses every wound you have while doing it, then, he nods, ready to leave for killing those who left marks of violence on your precious body. you let him even if you don’t appreciate his way of solving problems but you know he can’t stop ‘till he breaks bonds, cutting flesh, end their lives. 

BALDUR sees them even though you literally try every spell to hide them from him, knowing very well that if he sees them, he will turn into the madman, using advantage side of being an invulnerable god, killing everyone who crosses his path which goes into torturing creatures who touched his beloved without caring your health and being. however, when he finally sees them, he takes an oath to show them no mercy, put the fact that no one in all realms can think of touching you in any ways into their stupid brains before killing them. he probably choose his dragon to burn them all, laughing menacingly and feeling anger leaving his body with flames coming from burnt out bodies. he never blames you for hiding them but he says how you should stay by his side day and night so he can protect you because the world is cruel and he can’t endure the idea of seeing you getting hurt and sad. you are the only one who gives him the meaning of life and being, so, he always shows you this through these actions, protecting you with all costs, not minding whether his father is disappointed or not, not when he sees you alive and beside him – inside his arms. 

TYR is not likely to act violent against violence, instead, he chooses to take you into a safe zone he knows well, preparing enough medicine to clean wounds properly, giving you your health back, asking you what went wrong and listening carefully with pure attention as you tell the events openly. he helps you calm yourself down, giving you kisses soft as feathers, effective as sun and beautiful as roses. you let yourself getting rid of both wounds and sadness coming with them thanks to his gentle manner, taking you into his arms, covering your body with his massive one and putting kisses on your hair slowly. he is your safe zone, not the place he takes you into, no, he is the meaning of safety and the intoxicated feeling devour you. yes, he gives some advices about being watchful since all realms include danger but he knows you will get stronger after this incident with his help and he just smiles at you, ensure you that he will stay on your side forever, heal every wound you will have even if it means a hundred time. 

FREYA choose not to show her anger when you seek for medicine in her cave, showing where bloods coming from after removing clothes, exposing some parts of your body without thinking twice, being in a safe place giving you confidence to do so. she doesn’t spend any time, picks right and efficient magical spells and potion, using them to make you better – to see you well, safe and sound which she needs to see every day and night. she doesn’t like when you pull a wry face because of the pain, no, she prefers you with a strong gesture and full health. she tells you to rest in her cave, not thinking about anything, just reaching your health back while she discovers how you get hurt – who you get violence from, and she doesn’t think for second time as strong devilish magic of her finds their targets, giving them pain – much more than you felt, anger’s sparkles on her eyes, glowing lights on her palms and arms. she listens sounds that her targets make, her anger getting lower. when she finally is done with them, she rushes to see you again and preparing food to eat – good one because you need to recover and she needs to show her concern through intimate moments. also, she is determined to teach you lots of protection magic and spells ‘till your mind is filled with them. 

FREYR ‘s face will brighten with concern as he rushes to you, his hands reaching to you, grapping your arms, caressing them from up to down ‘till he holds your hands, asking so many questions in a minute such as whether you are okay or not, need anything from him, how you are covered in such blood. his concerned and calm manner changes into angry and mad one as he asks questions like ‘who did this to you’. he needs to know it – he wonders who can put a finger on you in the realm in which he opened his eyes for the first time, called as home. he is ready to take down those stupid creatures who thought they can hurt you and get away with it. however, he is just a silly because you just go for a hunt and the prey’s blood is all over you, so, you aren’t injured, no, instead, you are good and when you tell him that while holding his cheeks, half-laughing, he blinks so many times you ask if he is okay. when he comes to himself once again, he hugs you, saying how happy he is to see you weren’t hurt. he takes you from the hand into his special room, spending some times – some intimate times with you in there, letting you realize how much you mean to him, “don’t do that again. you have no idea how I can go mad if I see you hurt.” you listen him, then, you say you will not scare him like that again. also, you let him go for a few hunts with you after that day because every time he looks at you with cute eyes, making you become softer and let him travel behind you all the time. 

HEIMDALL is surprised and taking back when he sees your face and upper body filled with red blood. firstly, he goes for your mind, reading it to understand how you ended with these much blood. when he sees the fights you had before coming back to asgard – to him, how you got cuts from here to there, nothing serious but enough to make your face darken with pain, his own anger blooms inside his stomach. he is angry because of both how they dared to touch you in the first place and how he failed to show to all realms that no one could touch you since you are beloved one of heimdall, son of odin, god of foresight and lord of the asgard. he notes that he will travel around all realms, making every living beings understand the consequences of hurting and even touching you, heimdall’s beloved one and lover who he can burn all places for. after that, he lets you approach him with a shy expression, knowing he already knows how you ended up like that. you hate to be weak and you hate more when heimdall sees you weak. however, he shows no cockiness as he makes his way to you, putting a hand on your cheek to caress it, saying, “I will make sure each of them suffer enough to remember it ‘till they reach for hell.” with glowing purple eyes filled with proud because of seeing you fight for your life, coming back to him, and rage because of seeing faces of your attackers. he then makes you to follow him into his room he barely uses just for spending time with you in private, removing your clothes, cleans your wounds, reads your thoughts and feeling protective over you. he realizes how his hands go crazy while thinking how it was so easy for those attackers to hurt you while he is afraid to touch you sometimes. he will be their nightmare for sure and he goes for their heads after he spends a quite calm night with you on bed, giving you the love you needs to see after such violent incident. 

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[heimdalls-cheese]

Freyr: Sooo... Kratos. You're lookin kinda fine today.

Kratos: I'm dating with your sister.

Freyr: damnit! 😭😭😭

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Freyr: Lunda you have to stop flirting with people-

Lunda: Dammnnn. Are you a forge? Because you're smokin hot!

Freyr: At least I tried

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Freya: So are you interested in anyone these days? Is there someone special?

Freyr, sarcasticly and maybe angry: I WAS PLANNING ON DATING WITH KRATOS BUT NOOO YOU JUST HAD TO TAKE HIM FROM ME. LIKE YOU DID WITH ODIN.

Freya:YOU LIKED ODIN?!

Freyr, shyly:... His female form.

Freya:For gods sake...

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Odin: Heimdall died?

Atreus: GG

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Freya: Hey mimir,

Mimir: yes my lady?

Freya:...

Mimir: uhh my lady?

Freya:...

Mimir: Freya?

Freya:....

Kratos: She's trying to annoy you.

Mimir: *GASP* HOW DARE YOU.

[ravenloop]

I LOVE the piece you did with god of war freyr! could I request headcanons on how he'd try woo the reader? especially if they keep accidentally friend zoning him!

>Oblivious reader is officially one of my favourite things to write lol

>Pairings: Freyr x reader

>WARNINGS!: None

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Headcannons: Freyr trying to win your affection

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— Freyr is absolutely the biggest player known and you cannot tell me otherwise. He's definitely been with countless of partners, and who could blame them?! He's Freyr.

— That being said, despite him being a player, he definitely falls for you. And he falls hard. I don't mean that metaphorically either, when he first met you he stared so hard he tripped face-first into the mud.

— You're the most beautiful being he's ever laid his eyes on, perfect in every way, like you were made from the very roots of Yggdrasil. And he's not shy, he tells you that straight to your face with the stupidest expression ever—he thinks he looks handsome.

— But that stupid smirk is wiped right off his face when, instead of flirting back like you were obviously supposed to do, you just tell him "Thank you!" with that gorgeous smile and walk away.

— Really? He just called you one of the most poetic things he could think of and you're going to just say thank you?! Whatever, he brushes it off and decides that he wasn't trying hard enough.

— He continues with using sweet words and compliments, buttering you up nicely with "You're looking extra radiant today" or "I love your voice", simple things. When you once again just thank him before walking away, he can feel his eye twitching. Nevermind. Perhaps it's time to take things a step further.

— If he had Ingrid at the time, he'd definitely try and gift it to you, only to be ultimately halted by Freya with a smack. He's definitely tried it with other woman in the past (and Odin).

— He starts bringing you things back from when he goes on missions every so often. They'd range from beaded necklaces to flowers he placed in your hair to jewels he found in some hidden chest. It buffs up his ego when he sees you wearing it most of the time.

— You're also the first person he talks to when he returns to camp, first person to hear the details about what he saw while out. Majority of his time in camp he spends with you. If you're ever sent out on missions, he'd try to come with you, and if he can't then he'll just send someone trusted with you.

— By now it's painfully obvious he's fawning over you like a young mortal man. Everyone in the camp can see it, everyone but the one person he wants to see it: you. As dreadful as it was to witness, everyone in camp found it too funny to really step in and help either side out.

— Up to this point he really tried to make his hints obvious, and he's sure there's no way they could be more out in the open than they already are. Eventually he gets fed up when you turned down another advance of his and just straight out yells his feelings.

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"I LOVE YOU, DAMMIT!" "Oh. As a friend or...?"

[yiminsuu]

NSFW Freyr Headcanons

Hope you like this one as much as the sfw headcanons!

Freyr isn't the patient type, nor is he very merciful when it comes to making love. He'll be waiting to have that encounter under the moon to finally mark your body as his, as he did with your heart.

Freyr wants to see you shine under the light and admire the sculpted beauty under your clothes.

Dominant and a little rough. Freyr's hands hold your legs and hips in place as he pleasures you with his tongue, he lets out small noises just to see you squirm and he loves seeing you enjoy yourself.

More of a receiver than a giver when it comes to oral, not because of the pleasure but of how beautiful you look as your mouth tries to take all of him, and he will praise you as he hits the back of your throat.

The little whines and grunts he makes when he's close are adorable.

Freyr won't come in your mouth, oooh no, the only place he'll cum is inside of you.

Hickeys and love bites on your breasts, neck, jawline, hips and waist, and thighs.

He likes to follow what positions you will both find most pleasurable, but missionary is his favorite, he's able to see you so overwhelmed with bliss as he moves into you. He doesn't go faster no matter how much you beg him, Freyr is rough yes, and patience is a challenge for both of you at this point.

"Darling, you have no idea how much I have waited to see you like this..."

You look beautiful for him, cheeks flushed with and eyebrows furrowed as you moan in pleasure.

"Such a gorgeous sight, and all of it it's just for me."

Tries to bite down his moans and grunts just to hear you, groaning only when he's close to cumming.

Orgasm denial. Freyr stops when the two of you are ready for the delicious release, and he chuckles when he receives a whine from you, keeping your hips in place just to feel you clenching around him with neediness. In the end, he'll have you sobbing under him and pleading for dear life to let you finally come.

As I said, you need patience. He's the God of Fertility, did you think he would just let you take him without making sure you are ready for his children?

Breeding, I see him totally being into it.

When he decides to have mercy on you, his thrusts become fervid and faster just as you wanted. He loses the control he held onto, and he’s groaning as he tries to silence himself by kissing you or burying his face in your neck.

It’s practically over for you when Freyr reaches to rub your sensitive clit in light circles. His fingers are skilled, and he coaxes you on by whispering sweet nothings in your ear, your whole body explodes in pleasure the more he thrusts into your orgasm, making it longer and leaving you breathless as his seed paints your walls.

Freyr makes sure you are feeling satisfied and properly attended to when you finish your intimacy. He’ll carry you to the nearest river so you can relax and you are peppered with kisses everywhere as you giggle, being pulled to him for an embrace as you swim.

If he wants to go again, splash him with water in the face.

[hereforreadandwrite]

Chapter Four

Masterlist

You haven't been back to Sindri's house since Tire was liberated. You didn't want to face him. Thinking about this man always made you uncomfortable and tugged at your scars. You placed your hand against your shoulder. You didn't like it. You sighed, running your hands over your face. Have the Norns decided to challenge you? If so, they were really cruel to you. Although they told you once, they were just spectators of the spectacle that the Aesir Gods and mortals gave them.

So that was your life. A spectacle of tragedy that entertained the Norns.

“What a shitty life,” you muttered, slamming your knife into the belly of the deer you hunted.

You opened the poor beast's belly, removing its organs so you could harvest the meat. You were going to be able to last a few weeks with that. You froze as you felt a divine and threatening presence. You groaned as you approached the bucket full of water to clean your hands. You looked closely at your hands soaking in blood. The last time you had this much blood on your hands was when you took out your anger on a troll who had broken into the Valkyrie council. The creature didn't stand a chance against your rage and sadness. You remembered being covered in his blood from head to toe. You didn't get any satisfaction from this confrontation. You dipped your hands in the cold water, removing the blood from your hands.

You couldn't help but feel uncomfortable thinking about what happened in Svartalfheim. The liberation of Tyr did not bring you the relief and joy you hoped for. You dreamed so much of his return and you were disappointed by the reaction and behavior of the one who was your husband. No, this man was not your husband. Your husband was dead when he left your home for Asgard.

You grabbed your knife, moving closer to your game when you felt your hair stand up at the base of your neck. You saw a strange shape crossing the sky at full speed.

Had you dreamed or had you just seen Vanadís?

You dropped your work, rushing to the Mystique door. You walked through the door. You knew where she was going. You had heard the little boy talking about her with his father. If she was in such a hurry, that meant that Kratos and Atreus weren't far away. What could they have done to upset Vanadís? You passed the door arriving in front of a house. You heard the sound of weapons clashing when you heard Atreus screaming and bear howls. You rushed into the backyard to see Kratos holding back a grizzly bear.

"Atreus! You do not want this! Calm your mind. Control it!" he said holding the bear down. “She was our friend.”

Freya turned her back on the father and son. She was conflicted. Atreus returned to his human form. Kratos helped him up, asking if he was hurt. The Vanir Goddess felt rage invade her, her breathing accelerated. Freya screamed, turning to face Kratos. She used her Vanir magic, conjuring up a vine that wrapped itself around the rock next to the Spartan's head. The vine squeezed the rock until it exploded. Kratos protected Atreus from the flying stones. Freya faced them. Her rage was palpable. But she didn't always seem capable of killing someone. Was she still cursed or did she not have the courage?

"Maybe… for the moment… you're of no more use to me… alive," she said, putting away her sword.

Kratos stood up, grabbing Atreus' arm, forcing him to do the same. The Spartan ordered the teenager to return to Sindri's house. Which, obviously, Atreus didn't like. Not surprisingly, Sindri and Brok came out from behind a rock. You rolled your eyes as you saw Atreus' sidekick say they were taking him home and saw him bow to Freya. Kratos pushed Atreus towards the dwarves, telling them not to lose sight of him. You watched Sindri and the teenager pass not far from you. Atreus looked at you surprised to see you there, but Sindri made him understand that this was not the time to upset his father. The two headed towards the mystic gate, leaving Midgard. Something interesting seemed to have happened while you were gone. You returned your attention to the deities who were getting dangerously closer, sizing each other up with their eyes.

“What is it you want?” Kratos asked.

"I refuse to remain bound to this Realm. We travel to Vanaheim," Freya announced.

Vanaheim?

Wasn't that where Sköll and Hati were? Was it a Norn trick? But the dream you had. Did Tyr plan all this?

“(Y/N)?” Freya asked, looking at you in surprise.

You were brought out of your thoughts when you heard the Goddess. She was looking at you as if she had just seen a ghost. You looked at Kratos. The Spartan moved closer to your person, eyeing you severely.

"What are you doing here?"

"I saw a furious Goddess speeding past my house. Only Vanadís was in such a hurry. And it was only you she could fight," you said. while looking at Kratos. “You lost sight of your little boy again, didn’t you?”

“That’s none of your business,” he said, moving next to you.

"Of course. But your little one set something in motion. And there are some things I need to check out. I'm coming with it to Vanaheim. Your brother is still there right?" you asked, turning your attention back to Freya. “I have a few questions to ask him.”

"What do you want to know?" asked Kratos who was near Brok.

"I imagine you haven't been idle since… Tyr was freed. Am I wrong? I need to know what you found and what happened."

"For what?" asked Freya perplexed.

"Ragnarok is almost here. There are some things I need to know."

"Would you have a role to play during Ragnarok, daughter?" Mimir asked uneasily.

"I… I don't know. But in Vanaheim… there's one thing I have to see."

"What?" Kratos asked.

"I just need to go check something out. Without Tyr being around."

“You still don’t trust him?” asked Mimir.

"No."

“Tyr is alive?” asked Freya in surprise.

“Not really,” you replied, heading towards the mystical door. “This man is not Tyr.”

Freya gave Kratos a look that said they were going to have to discuss this. Brok finished opening the passage, allowing the group to travel to Vanaheim.

Vanaheim.

This Realm was a huge jungle, filled with dangerous vegetation that attacked any outsiders. The smell of humidity and plants invaded your nostrils. It was strange. The last time you came to this Realm was for Freya and Odin's wedding. Like everyone else, you had bitter memories of it. Everyone was angry with Freya and with Mimir. Freyr had caused a scandal during the ceremony.

"Oh no. Something's wrong," Freya said, snapping you out of your thoughts. "My spell. I can feel it slipping."

"Well. That's Fimbulvetr for ya!" Brok said.

"You don't understand. I'll be torn from the Realm."

“What can be done?” Kratos asked, looking at Freya who was muttering under her breath.

"Something I was hoping to avoid… Seems I have much choice."

Before everyone's eyes, Freya transformed into a hawk. Mimir asked her if she could circumvent Odin's spell from the beginning, to which the Goddess replied that she discovered it when they opened the passage between the realms. It was not a solution and this form was extremely restrictive for her. In this form, she couldn't fight.

The journey took place under Brok's stupid jokes and Mimir's answers. Kratos, Brok and you killed every plant that had become more aggressive with the humidity and creatures that emerged from the shadows to stop them.

Everything here was in ruins. Nothing has been rebuilt. Which saddened Freya.

Was it also surprising?

“Whare has everyone gone, I wonder…?” Mimir began, perplexed.

“They must have withdrawn. Hidden themselves out in the wilds, and covered their tracks with magic,” Freya replied. “No way of knowing how many are left, or how to reach them.”

“Aesir ran cockshod all over this place, huh?” Brok commented.

“You can thank Mimir for that,” Freya commented sarcastically.

“War with the Vanir was NEVER my idea!” exclaimed Mimir. “MY idea was brokering the marriage to end it!”

“A great success that was!”

“Like many of his ideas,” you said darkly.

"Darling. I assure you it was to protect you."

"Of course. Keep convincing yourself," you said with a chuckle.

"Enough! Let's keep moving," Kratos growled.

The rest of the trip was done in silence. The trio followed Freya through the Vanaheim jungle until Brok was caught by a trap that dragged him to an unknown location. You glanced at Kratos, who did the same. You and him were going to have to save Brok's blue butt. Kratos went first, telling you to be careful. You arrived in a deserted place. Brok hung in midair, grunting as he tried to free himself from the trap. Kratos told him to shut up. It was way too quiet.

"Now what do we have here? Ol' One-Eye send another God and to a little girl to do dirty work?"

You and Kratos turned towards a man who lit a torch, allowing you to see his face better. You recognized him as Freyr, Freya's brother.

“Thor too busy?”

"We do not serve Odin," Kratos said.

“No?” Freyr asked, moving closer. “Picked a dangerous place for sightseeing, then. Am I right?”

Freyr's men emerged from the shadows, surrounding the two coming. You made your sword appear, revealing your nightmarish form. You were ready to fight.

“This form and this sword,” Freyr said, eyeing you carefully. "Little Valkyrie. I never thought I'd see you again, kiddo."

“There are two of us, Freyr,” you said, getting into a fighting stance.

“Now, now,” said Mimir. "No need for threats."

"Oh. I know that voice…," Freyr said as Kratos unhooked Mimir from his belt so he could see him. "You know, I'd cut off your head… but it seems somebody beat me to it."

"Aye. Oh, quit watching, brother," the head replied.

"No, you're no brother of mine. You sold my sister to that… prick!"

“We brokered a peace!”

"Oh! Did you now? Where is it? Hmm? And where is my sister? Some dungeon in Asgard? Is she even alive? ANSWER ME!"

Freyr got too close to Mimir, Kratos pointed his ax at the Vanir God, making him understand that he was too close. Freyr laughed, backing away from the trap that held Brok. He took his weapon from his belt, saying that blood would flow. At that moment, Freya yelled for her brother to stop. She landed on a perch, looking down at Freyr who was looking at her perplexed.

"What is that? Why do you speak in her voice?" he asked without looking away from the hawk.

"It's me, Yngvi. There's no time to explain. Just listen. These person are in my service. I'm here to reclaim what's been taken from me."

"It's too late. You can't' undo what's been done," Freyr replied.

"I can. I will. Now let them pass."

Freya took off from her perch, leaving the camp. Freyr didn't take his eyes off her. He didn't seem to believe that his sister had returned to him. The Vanir God turned to the duo, asking if they served his sister. Kratos growled in response as you transformed back into your normal form, vanishing your sword. Freyr sneered, commenting that they were all serving her. He turned to Lunda, ordering her to free Brok from this trap. The dwarf brought her knife down on the rope, cutting it cleanly. Brok fell heavily to the ground. Kratos hooked Mimir back onto his belt. You approached Brok, helping him up while Kratos approached Freyr.

“Nothing broken?” you asked, helping Brok up.

"I'm fine. I've seen worse than that fall," he said, turning to Lunda. "What's with leaving me hanging like that, ya crusty hag?"

"Oh can it, Blábr! C'mere…," she said before giving Brok a hug.

"Well! Found who I was lookin' for. Think I'm gonna stay and catch up," Brok said before following Lunda to her forge.

“Oh, are you now?”

“Do as you wish,” you replied, watching the two dwarves walk away.

You sighed, going to join the Elves of Alfheim and a man dressed in armor and armed with a huge sword. You took a seat on a log, glancing at Freyr's henchmen. The man named Birgir told you that they wanted the camp to remain secret. You replied that it would stay that way. You weren't going to leave camp anyway. You didn't care what Freya was looking for. You just had to know something.

"Are Sköll and Hati in Vanaheim?" you asked, looking at Birgir.

"Why this question?"

"I just need to know if they are here and if there was any strange phenomenon. Wasn't there a solar eclipse?"

“It’s been several centuries since there was one,” Beyla replied, catching your attention. "The wolves continue to chase the Sun and the Moon. They are fine."

"I need to go check on them. I need to make sure they're okay. Where is their lair?"

“Whose lair?”

You jumped, turning to Freyr who was holding Mimir. The Vanir God settled down next to you, giving you back what was left of your father. You looked at Mimir uncertainly. You reached out your hand, taking the rope to place him at your side.

“I have to go see Sköll and Hati,” you said, looking at Freyr.

"For what?"

"I have to make sure they're okay and that nothing bad happens to them."

Freyr looked at Birgir, Beyla and Byggvir. The camp leader sighed and stood up, gesturing for you to follow him to the table. You grabbed Mimir, following Freyr who showed you a map. He explained to you which path you had to take to get to the wolves' den. Freyr looked at you intently. You took off your cloak, putting it in a corner, so you could tie Mimir to your waist. Your wings. No doubt a move from Odin. He remembered you. After all, you have always been the pride of the Valkyries and Mimir. Everyone knew you. He had seen you as a child. He even played with you and learned some pranks to play on your father. Until Heimdal decided to burn it and leave Asgard.

“Why do you want to make sure the wolves are okay?” Freyr asked, folding the map.

"I know they were imprisoned by Odin. I just need to make sure nothing curious happens," you said, heading towards the portal.

“Wait!” Freyr exclaimed, following you. "Are you sure it's a good idea to go alone? How long has it been since you last came to Vanaheim?"

“Do you think I’m that weak, Freyr?” you asked, stopping near the gate.

"I didn't say you're weak, little Valkyrie. I'm just saying it's not a good idea to go alone. Fimbulvetr hasn't spared this Kingdom and there are many Einharjes who is swarming around."

"You don't have to worry. After the Valkyries, someone else taught me some techniques," you said as you passed through the portal. “I’ll be back in a few hours.”

You moved away from Freyr's camp, deep into the jungle of Vanaheim. You took the path indicated by Freyr. According to him, Sköll and Hati were not far away. Mimir glanced at you a few times. Should he speak or not? You were still mad at him. Well Named.

"Honey… I know you don't want to talk to me, but I wish you would listen to me. Your mother and I… we really thought we were protecting you by sending you back to Midgard. We wanted to keep you away from Odin and his madness. But… it didn't go as we hoped. I don't know what he did or how he was able to find you, but… I'm sorry. I couldn't protect you the way I wanted. The day he imprisoned me and cursed the Valkyries… they brought us your wings. Daughter… please. I want you to know, I'm sorry. This pain will torment me all my life. The only thing that calms me is knowing that you are alive."

You stopped when you heard Mimir's apology. He asked you for forgiveness? He wanted you to forgive him for abandoning you? You unhooked your head from your belt, placing it on a rock. Mimir could see from your expression that you were not happy with this request. You turned your back on Mimir, taking a few steps away. You ran your hands over your face, running them through your hair. Did he dare to ask you for forgiveness? He dared to make such a request to you?

“You and Mother forced me to return to Midgard,” you began softly, turning to Mimir. “You and Mother never came to see me. Never! You and Mother failed me! You You gave up without the slightest remorse! I was all alone! I had no one… do you know what I did when I found out that mother was locked up? I protected her. I did the only one that you and her didn't do. I stayed with her and protected that damn breach at the risk of my life! So no! No. I could never forgive you. Or her ."

Mimir sighed, dejected. Everything you just told him was true. It was normal that you refused to forgive him. With their statue as Sigrun's Queen of the Valkyries and Odin's role as advisor, they never had time to make sure you were well established in Midgard. He had been busy making sure the marriage between Odin and Freya worked to ensure some semblance of peace. Which has always been a big joke.

“That’s what I told myself when he took my wings and in Tyr when he found me,” you said with a sigh.

“I… I beg your pardon?” Mimir asked, looking at you surprised.

You approached the rock where you had placed Mimir. You sat down in front of him, looking him over. Mimir was struck by your state. Since he was able to see you again, this was the first time he was able to see you properly. Your eyes were watery, you had dark bags under your eyes, that sparkle of mischief that you had as a child was gone. You have become a woman tired of this miserable life. You sighed, running your hands over your face.

"I obeyed. I returned to Midgard. I knew that you and mother wanted to protect me from Odin. But that wasn't enough. Do you want to know what he did? He pretended to be you. He took on your appearance and I let my guard down. That's how he managed to take my wings. When he did… I called. . You and mother… I called for someone to come and help me…"

“But no one came…”

“No… no one,” you said, sighing. "I found Mother's breach. I tried to ignore her, but… I kept coming back to her. I couldn't… get used to the idea to left her alone and helpless. Until Tyr found me and helped me. He trained me. He loved me. He saved me. I was happy again. But so was he, he abandoned me. That man at Sindri's… he's not my Tyr. He's not my husband."

"But… that doesn't explain why you want to see Sköll and Hati."

"I had a dream not long ago. I was with Tyr. We were going hunting and then… he disappeared. At that moment, a lightning bolt tore through the sky and everything became red. The moon was hiding the Sun. Then I saw two pairs of eyes and some growling noises and in the end, Tyr appeared and asked me to help him."

"It's strange. A premonitory dream perhaps," replied Mimir perplexed. "You helped Tyr, in a way, and we're going to see the wolves. But an eclipse? That's strange. I'll think about it, darling."

“Thank you,” you said, smiling at Mimir. “Father.”

"I'll make it up to you (Y/N). I promise."

"No offense. You're just a head," you said, getting up and picking up Mimir.

"Ah! It doesn't just take brawn to succeed, Darling. I thought I taught you that."

“Yes, but from time to time, you have to know how to hit.”

“Okay, you’re right about that.”

You let out a light laugh as you attached Mimir to your waist. You set off again, finally reaching the wolves' den. You saw the wolf Hati who was sleeping. Sköll was still chasing the Sun. You slowly approached Hati. The wolf's ears twitched as he heard you approach. You kneeled in front of him. Hati raised his head, looking at you perplexed. At first glance, he seemed fine. You sat down, sighing in relief. Maybe the dream you had was nothing more than a dream. You held out your hand towards him. The giant wolf brought its snout closer, sniffing a little before standing up. You did the same, following him to the edge of the cliff. Hati sat up, looking at you with his red eyes. He began to scream before chasing the moon, giving way to the Sun. Sköll will run towards you, landing next to you. The wolf looked at you perplexed as you offered him your hand. He sniffed for a few seconds before going to lie down in his den, waiting for his brother to finish his endless chase.

“They are fine,” Mimir said. "It seems your dream is just a dream, daughter."

“Maybe,” you said, looking at Sköll.

"It's been a while since you've been away from camp. It's better to go back before they worry."

“Yes.”

You looked at Sköll one last time before leaving their lair to return to Freyr's camp. You were relieved to know that the wolves were okay. So why did you have this dream? It did not make sense. No, you didn't have to think about it anymore. You walked through the camp gate to see Freya and Freyr hugging. Apparently you missed something. You moved closer to Kratos, unhooking Mimir from your waist to return him to the Spartan.

"You finished?" you asked, looking at Kratos.

“Yes.”

“What’s the verdict?” Mimir asked.

“She will help us,” Kratos replied, looking at Mimir. “Did everything go well?”

“Oh yes,” the head replied. "Very well even. Now what? What do we do?"

"We're going back," Kratos replied, hanging Mimir back on his belt. "And you?"

"I'm coming. I have to do something," you replied uncomfortably.

"You want to talk to him? Are you sure?" asked Mimir worried.

“Yes, you have to.”

"I'm ready to go," Freya announced, approaching the group. "(Y/N)? Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Yes. I have nothing more to do here."

"We're going back," Kratos said as he headed towards the entrance to the camp.

"Hey little Valkyrie! Come back and see us soon!" Freyr exclaimed.

"Yes, Freyr. I'll think about it," you replied before catching up with Freya and Kratos.

You liked Freyr, but he was always so loud and exhausting. At least it seemed that he and Freya had reconciled, and she and Kratos seemed to have put their differences aside. It was a good thing. At least, you hoped so. Now there was one thing left for you to do.

Talk to Tyr.

Just thinking about it made you uncomfortable. You felt your stomach twist and your hands become sweaty. It was so strange that you felt this way when thinking about your husband. You had to stay focused on your goal. But there was also another problem. According to Mimir, Atreus had disappeared for two days and he refused to say where he had been. This did not please the Spartan who announced that the boy was going to tell him everything and that there was nothing to add. Mimir looked at you, commenting that this was the famous Spartan diplomacy. But Freya's question sent shivers down your spine.

"Wait… did you say Odin invited him to Asgard and then he disappeared for two days?" asked the Goddess worriedly.

"What? Are you kidding?!" you exclaimed. "Odin invited the little boy to Asgard?!"

"Aye… but surely the lad's got more sense than to-" Mimir began before being cut off by Freya.

"Don't underestimate Odin's powers of persuasion. He filled my son's head with lies. Why wouldn't he do the same with yours?"

“It’s not just persuasion,” you said darkly. "If he feels that your little one is an obstacle to his plans, he will not hesitate to make him disappear. He has no limits."

“That too,” Freya replied softly, watching you struggle.

You preferred to ignore the look Freya gave you. You didn't need his pity. Not after all this time. You walked through the door, arriving in front of Sindri's house. Brok was arguing with Bitter Squirrel, one of Ratatoskr's alteregos. Kratos ignored the argument and entered the house. You followed the Spartan, with Brok and Freya. Kratos wasted no time entering his son's room. Sindri left the room, visibly upset. You went to sit at the table when Atreus came out of his room insulting his father. You heard Mimir exclaim that this was not how he was going to change his father's mind.

It looked bad.

"He doesn't have any faith in me! It's fine of he keeps secrets. It's fine is Mom did," exclaimed Atreus who came to sit at the table.

“It is NOT fine,” Kraots replied harshly as he followed his son. “Her secrets haunt every step of this path.”

"Oh, okay. So you don't believe in her anymore either?"

“His is not about your mother!” Kratos exclaimed, placing Mimir on the table. “What you have done is lie.”

“Wonder where I learned that?” the boy replied sarcastically.

“That’s quite enough!” exclaimed Mimir.

“Since when do you away take his side?” Atreus asked, looking at his angry head.

"Since he became the one making sense."

In the meantime, Tyr had approached the table. A pot full of stew in his hands.

"Look… I was only thinking about going to Odin. But I swear it's for a good reason…," explained the young man.

“There is no good reason to go to Odin,” Freya replied, approaching.

“He’ll only cloud your mind,” Tyr continued.

"But I'd be going for us. I gotta stop something bad from happening."

“Something bad did happen!” exclaimed Mimir, attracting the attention of the dwarves who approached in turn. "LOOK AT ME! At Freya. At Tyr. At (Y/N)! Odin did this to us!"

"What's got everyone caterwaulin' all a sudden?" Brok asked as he approached Atreus.

“Atreus wants to go Asgard,” Sindri replied.

"Asgard? Did he get kicked in the head or something?"

"Great. I guess everyone's against me now," Atreus growled, glaring at his father.

"You must choose who you are going to be," Kratos replied, approaching his son. "Are you going to continue to lie and keep things from me? Or are you my son?"

As he spoke, Kratos placed his hand on Atreus' shoulder. Hoping that his words finally reach him. But it didn't seem to have any impact on the boy. If anything, it seemed to upset him even more.

"Choose? I never get to choose. Just leave me alone."

Atreus wanted to walk away and end this discussion. But Kratos didn't think so. He grabbed the boy's arm, ordering him to listen. Atreus yelled at him to let go. He violently pushed Kratos away, but with his rage, he transformed into a bear. Freya rushed to Kratos, helping him up. Tyr had dropped the pot, grabbing your arm to pull you towards him. Unluckily for Sindri, Atreus was standing in front of him. The dwarf tried to reason with the boy. Without success. Atreus violently pushed him away with his paw before fleeing and breaking down the door of the house. He was running away. Kratos rushed to the door as Freya and Brok rushed to Sindri's side. You tried to break away from Tyr's hold, but he refused to let you go.

"He might come back," he said nervously.

"Let go of me!" you cried, pushing him away and watching him get annoyed. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”

You quickly moved away from Tyr, approaching Sindri, Freya and Brok. According to the Goddess, there was nothing serious about the dwarf. Just scratches. Which was a relief in care. Your attention landed on the door. Kratos stood in the doorway. His fists were clenched and you seemed to see sparks flying. The Spartan slammed his fist against the doorway, making the house shake. You looked from Kratos, to Freya healing Sindri, to Brok who was cursing, and to Tyr who was standing nervously in the back of the room. You sighed, massaging your temples which were becoming sore.

And now what would happen?

Tag: @ladycrowsworld

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Y/N, visibly exhausted, there are twigs in her hair: Hello... I'm back

Freya: Oh dear... lets get you cleaned up

After said clean up

Freya: It's been four months! Where have you been? Freyr has been worried sick for you, he's still searching for you

Y/N: Italy. I was sent to Italy

Freya: ...

Freya: What's Italy?

Y/N, near tears from stress: I don't know

Y/N: ... they had really good cheese though...

Freyr will be so happy to see them again asdrhfh

Meanwhile Brok is laughing his ass off in the background.

[celestialhole]

Dominant Freyr is nice and all but I need submissive Freyr, I need tied up, blindfolded, begging for you to let him touch you and rail you into the bed until that mf breaks kind of submissive. AM I GONNA HAVE TO DO THE WORK HERE AGAIN???

[thaboah]

God Of War characters during a party!

Well I'm in class, bored as hell and tonight I had this idea. I haven't seen anyone writing something like this but it could be funny.

Here is almost every character mentioned, but due I'm going to mention alcohol, drugs and violence, and Trùd and Atreus are kids. I'm not going to mention them. Let's just say that they're on a "kids zone".

TW: Alcohol, drugs and violence mentions, please if you're minor do NOT read this.

🎟️,, ~ Let's start!

The night had just started and everyone still sober, the music starts playing and it's time to have fun.

Mimir, since he's just a head and can't dance, it's with Sindri taking care of people stuff, like the weapons. To make the party a safe place everyone has to leave their weapons at the entrance.

Brok is the one who attends the bar, he makes cocktails and give "advice" to drunk people.

Let's be honest, he's not the best person to ask for advice, but there's anyone more besides him.

His tips are simple, if you like someone, go ahead and kiss them and try to conquer them. If someone It's annoying, then punch them in the face!

Thor is the one who recieves this last advice, he has been annoyed by Heimdall like always, so now he's drunk, he finds that idea very interesting.

Well, Heimdall is leaning against a wall, he's not really drunk, but he's a little affected by alcohol, so when he sees Thor reeling towards him, he looks at his eyes and immediately knew what was going to happen.

Thor tried to punch Heimdall, but he dodges every single blow that Thor tries to give him.

H: "I'm sorry, did you just tried to hit me? You idiot."

T: "DOn't YOu dARe to CALl mE IDioT!"

H: "Okay! You drunk monkey!"

T: "WhaT DId yøU JÛsT CæLl Me?!"

At this point a good amount of people just formed a circle around these two.

Odin was staring at them like "What did I do to have this pair of idiots as sons"

Some people like Freyr were too drunk to understand what was happening and they were just screaming: "Fight, fight, fight!"

The fight was lame, and when Tyr (The real one) arrived, he really tried to make them stop.

Tyr tried to calm down Thor, and Heimdall just walked away.

And Sif, Sif was mad as hell at Thor, she and Thor left the party soon, as Sif said: "You have done enough"

And Kratos... Well, he's there, but he's not even drinking, he's just there making sure that his friends are okay and Odin doesn't try something when they're drunk.

He weren't planning to go but Freya ask him to go with her and he thought it could be interesting and maybe he could learn something about Odin or his plans.

Freya was enjoying the party, she's not the heart of the party, but, you know who it is? Freyr.

Freyr is having the BEST time of his life, he's drinking, dancing on the floor like he was at the end of the world.

Baldur was there too, dancing with Freyr, he can't get drunk, but he's trying really hard, he's drinking everything he sees (and doing some drugs) he really WANTS to feel something.

The party starts going out of hands, someone, ahem, ahem, Odin, put something on the drinks while nobody was seeing.

Everyone starts doing things that normally they wouldn't do. Even Tyr and Freya are giving everything on the dance floor.

Heimdall wasn't drinking anymore, he knew what Odin has done but he's not going to question the all-father's behaviour.

Kratos it's fine too, he haven't drunk anything on the entire night, but he's having a great time anyways. There's no need to get drunk, you can have fun without alcohol.

Sindri, Brok and Mimir once everyone is too busy doing things that they will regret tomorrow. They meet together at the bar, Sindri is worried, he thinks that the party has gone out of hands, but Brok tell him to relax, anyone is dying.

When the party is over everyone ends sleeping where they can. Kratos takes Freya to her house but leaves the rest to his own luck.

Freyr and Baldur during the party were like best friends and they wake up next to each other lying on the ground. (Nothing weird, they fell asleep dancing)

Odin left after Kratos, but Heimdall stayed there annoying everyone.

Heimdall wakes up on the entrance of the party, he was so annoying that when he fell asleep everyone agreed on getting ride of him.

Sindri and Brok left and gone home leaving Mimir on the bar.

Everyone left Mimir :(

The next morning everyone woke up with a headche.

Baldur, Freyr and Heimdall found Mimir on the bar.

Mimir would definitely tell them about everything that happened last night, everyone feels a little embarrassed.

But at the end was funny and nobody was hurt.

🎟️,, ~ End

(WHAT WITH THIS GIF I LOVE IT)

That was funny! I spend alomst 2 hours writing, maybe more, maybe less but I hope all liked it :)

And if someone read this and is a minor, bad! I told you this wasn't for kids! But don't worry I understand you, when I was a kid I did that too and I'm normal haha.

Jokes aside, you don't need of alcohol to have fun and this is a fanfic, it's not real and it's not a good example or parties!

Have a nice day :)

[agoracactus]

GOW x Reader - Real Life AU Pt.1

i couldnt fit everyone in here so i thought id do a part two for the aesirs. if u got anyone u wanna see lemme know!

question, would ppl wanna read odin x reader?

or mimir?

Warning: no proofreading as im doing this late with my eyes half closed again

Kratos

He came from a military family, was raised with strict discipline, which gave him a stern and rigorous manner.

He's a huge man, tall and very well-built. Very. Intimidating. You would have stayed as far away from him as possible if not for your curiosity.

At the start of your relationship, you relied a lot upon Atreus- Kratos's son- to be the middleman of your conversation. After a lot of "practice" and determination, you're now confident to read his emotions and have a general understanding of what he's trying to say (but not saying).

He was a general in his country, then got a dishonorable discharge. Got into business with the local cartel for a while, brought down the cartel single-handedly, and is now an independent contractor doing construction work. You often joke that he should get his life story made into a movie.

You love that under all the hard shell and tough demeanor is a big warm heart. While he secretly admires you wearing your heart on your sleeves- although he worries from time to time for you rarely let your guard up.

He doesn't talk about his past much, even after dating you for some time. It was frustrating at first, you thought he either didn't trust you or wasn't serious about the relationship. After some heated arguments, you two finally talked it out. You'd patiently wait till the day he's ready to open up about his past, and it would be perfectly fine if he never want to.

Speaking of heated arguments, it is rare to happen. He's a very logical person and straightforward. And slowly he's learning to open up and communicate more.

He had 2 marriages before, both gave him bitter-sweet memories. On your anniversary, with Atreus's help, you dug out the very few photos he had of his family, framed them yourself (with handmade wooden frames, you had multiple cuts following those tutorials on youtube), and gave it to him over dinner.

You were so nervous that he might see it as crossing his boundaries that you thought you'd throw up, instead he almost choked up.

You helped him hang up the photos on the entry wall afterward.

And he started liking his pictures taken especially when it's with you.

Atreus gave him a film camera for his birthday. So he started the hobby of photography, and even learned how to develop photos.

He writes poems for you.

You submitted some of his photos to a local photography contest, and he won the second prize.

He prefers the old-school stuff, for the life of him couldn't catch up with all the new techs. And he hated using smart phones. Later you found out it was because his fingers are too thick for a small smart phone screen, so you got him an ipad. Now he facetime everybody if he needs anything and puts the tablet by his ear to listen.

Drives a 4 -door pickup, and wouldn't let anyone drive his precious car. Not even Atreus.

You often buy him clothes, knowing he would look good in either style- also knowing that if you don't care about what he wears he would wear whatever flannel he has in his closet- often with some holes.

He does not care about whether it's hot or cold, he basically wears the same thing all the time. You don't know how he is warm when he's only wearing a t-shirt in the snow, while you wrapped yourself up like an onion

Not like you wanna complain though, it's nice to have a human heater in bed keeping your feet warm.

Has a friend called Mimir, a somewhat hippy-looking man. He helps with Krato's company's finance and other paperwork stuff. Unlike his appearance, according to Kratos, he's actually very smart.

You often wonder how these two people become friends in the first place.

adult!Atreus

Works at a wildlife rescue organization, and travels all the time to help all sorts of animals.

You two met on a rescue mission. He admires your compassion and love towards the animals, and you love his capability of handling hurt and tense beasts.

When you first met, he had a full head of braided locs. He claimed that since he couldn't grow a full and luscious beard, he overcompensate with his hair.

Likes braiding your hair, and you'd let him do it because he can do all sorts of braids and does it better than you.

Used to participate in archery tournaments when he was still in school, won lots of trophies and medals. Now he plays amateur games.

He brought you to an archery range for your first date. You being competitive thought it would be a piece of cake. But couldn't even draw the bow string.

You thought you were going to impress him, instead, he impressed you with extreme patience and well-articulated instructions. You were able to hit a target after half a day's training thanks to him.

He loves to read. You planned a treasure hunt at the bookstore for your anniversary, looking for books to gift each other and to read together. He always talked about it to his friends, showing off how thoughtful you are.

He just loves showing you off to people.

He's as stubborn as a mule. Whatever he set his mind to, no one could change his mind. Sometimes you admire his level of determination, other times you wanna bang your head on the wall.

He has a huge dog named Fenrir, Atreus rescued him when he was just a little puppy. The first time you visit his house, Fen tackled you- it was almost traumatizing. Atreus told you it was because Fen really liked you, and he doesn't usually take a liking to people.

Of course he would be a prankster, often pulling small pranks on you (harmless though), you are constantly amazed at how creative he is, and would often laugh at these pranks together.

At first you were scared of his father, a big man who rarely speaks let alone smiles. Sometimes you wonder if he really loves his son, when he barely gave Atreus any response to whatever he was sharing

Plus , what loving parent lets their kids call them "sir"?

Later in your relationship, after many childhood stories Atreus shared with you, you realized how wrong you were. You apologized to Kratos over family dinner.

When you two have a fight, he'd storm off, usually out of the house. He'd return after a few hours with flowers or other gifts to apologize, and would be cool to sit down and talk about your issues.

Freya

She's a florist/herbalist, has a dainty flower shop on the street where you live. Before you two got together you often went and got flowers for your mother.

She'd insist that you pursued her first.

Has lots of plants in the apartment, and a small herbal garden on the balcony.

If you're good with plants, she'd argue which plant loves her the most. If not, you're forbidden from even going near her babies.

The pair of you each own a cat before your relationship, but somehow both of the cats seem to like/obey her more.

She has published several books about herbalism, led a few workshops, and there's a small community on social media praising her work. You often joke that it's her little cult.

Your parents adore her, especially your mother. Whenever you two went over for dinner they'd hang out in the kitchen, cooking and chatting. To your parents, Freya would be the one to go to for opinions of stuff instead of you.

Your mother knits her a sweater every winter. You don't even get a hand-made sweater from your mother that often.

Had a marriage with a businessman before, and had a son who died in an accident. She has the son's photo on her phone's lock screen, and would curse every time the businessman shows up on the news.

Has a twin brother who she worries about all the time. He travels around and is rarely home, when he's home she'd cook him a meal fit for a king.

When she was young she had to work several different jobs to raise herself and her brother. Even though she doesn't have to worry about finance or her brother anymore, a lot of the time she still acts as a "mother", you'd have to remind her to lean on you more.

You two often go for a weekend drive, have picnics at the beach or in the forest, enjoying nature together. For some reason small animals like birds or squirrels- sometimes foxes and rabbits- love her.

Every month you two go help at the local rescue center on at least one of the weekends. It still amazes you how she knows herbal remedies for animals.

You'd apologize first every time when you had an argument. Most of the time it would be your fault anyways. Your queen could never be wrong.

Freyr

He's the lead singer/songwriter of a popular band, doing alternative music. The band has a decent amount of followers but their music is mediocre. You had a theory that most of their fans are in love with the band members, not their music. (He wouldn't agree though)

Very charismatic, often is surrounded by a bunch of people in social situations. It's hard not to feel jealous, but every time when he sees you from the crowd, he'd pish whatever conversation aside and get to you.

Sometimes you go visit him when he's on tour, his band-mates adore you, but would constantly make fun of him, saying he talks about you too much.

An indoor person, doesn't like going out very much. He claims that it's because he travels a lot for work, and he wants to be as still as possible in his spare time.

Has long hair, and often has it in a messy bun. Sometimes you'd feel playful and ask to braid his hair. He'd let you, and if he has a show in a few days he'd make sure the braids last till then, and would tell the whole crowd you did his hair.

He's a great cook, often cooks for you. He explained that he used to cook a lot when he was a kid.

Definitely a gamer, and is very competitive. Although he is not a poor loser, and would let you win if you lose too much.

Sings in the shower. Before you moved to a better apartment with better sound-proofed walls, your neighbors often come to knock on the door to complain about how loud he is. (yes other aspects as well he is looooud)

Obviously, he sings for you all the time. He claims that after you two got together, all of the songs he made are either for you or about you.

And he praises you all the time, you often giggle at the creative compliments.

He's more into anniversaries than you, insists that you celebrate every one of them. From the day you first met to the day you move in with him. Even when he's away on the tour, he'd make sure to send you presents/flowers and facetime you.

Also very into holidays, he makes sure he would be home during any of the holidays. Sometimes you two visit Freya and celebrate together.

Bought you a puppy for your birthday, though in fact he was the one who wanted the puppy. He fell in love at first sight at the store and insisted on getting the pup. He named the golden retriever Ingrid.

Has a twin sister, you've met her a few times. Every time you see her you think that "majestic" is the perfect word for her. Though she's very friendly.

You'd ask her about his favorite food, and cook it for him, surprising him when he gets home.

You two don't really fight, he'd make it up to you before you even get upset. And you are absolutely perfect in his eyes.

adult!Angraboda

She's an artist, known for her unique way of utilizing color.

You first met at her exhibition, you didn't expect to be fascinated by this random artist at the exhibition your friend dragged you to. Soon you became her number-one fan, showing up at all of her exhibitions.

She'd recognize you and come greet you every time, greetings gradually evolved into coffee and dinner dates. Then it became nightly phone calls. One night she just blurted out a confession over the phone.

You two share a studio apartment, allowing you each to have your own space while enjoying each other's company.

She's pretty messy. When you first moved in, her stuff was left everywhere, you could find brushes on the stove, remote in the fridge, and clothes on the back of every chair you own. You had to teach her how to be more organized (her manager was very grateful). Now she keeps her messiness in her own space.

She's an animal lover, owns two dogs and three cats. Whenever you two watch something together and some animal shows up, she'd wanna have them as a pet.

She doesn't drive, she either takes public transport or rides a bike.

She doesn't really like living in the city, and is saving money to buy a little country house.

A spiritual person. You always find some crystals in the house, sometimes, she'd drop some rocks in your bag claiming it would help with fatigue or anxiety. The apartment always smells nice with the burning incent.

She also loves to bake, often experiments with different recipes, adding a sweet and buttery smell to the apartment.

You learned how to meditate from her. When you start working from home, she'd grab you every afternoon to do a 30 min meditation.

You do weekly pamper nights together, having face masks on, rubbing each other's feet, watching movies, and catching up.

Eventually you two would move to a nice little country house. And slowly but surely she would turn it into a small farm with sheep and chicken and goat and other animals.

You would get a secondhand car so it's easier to get groceries. You'd give her a ride if she has work in the city, and have a launch date in your favorite cafe.

You two never fight, whatever problem you have you are always comfortable talking to each other.

[grievedeeply]

Okay but angst time…how would Freyr and Heimdall react when during Ragnarök their s/o would get hurt badly? Whether they live or not is up to you…

I love your writings, I just finished the new GoW and I feel so emtyyy 😭

im a sucker for angst and ppl getting hurt sooo enjoy <3

gn!reader | tws: injury, angst, main character death

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freyr and heimdall's s/o getting injured during ragnarök

freyr

as soon as he noticed you cradling your abdomen, seeing blood coat the fabric of your shirt, he rushed you to freya— desperately hoping she can help to heal you

he's sitting next to you, holding your hand in his own with his eyes squeezed shut. his heart is pounding, chest tight, and he feels like he could burst into tears at any moment

after freya does what she can for you, she leaves her brother alone and then, only then, does he start to cry

he's terrified of losing you. it's one of his biggest fears in life. he prioritizes you, and the love you share, before anything else in all the nine realms. he knows your time is limited, but he can't let go. he won't. not yet

you squeeze his hand, finally regaining a bit of your consciousness. freyr cries out of happiness, and he's incredibly grateful you survived. he kisses your forehead, the back of your hand, anything he can reach. he protects you more from that day forward, scared for another situation to arise and this time— you wouldn't be able to be saved

though.. if you end up dying from your injuries, he becomes a completely different person. closed off from everyone who cares about him, blaming himself for not acting sooner

he loses his positivity, his energy and love for the world. all he feels is hatred for himself. guilt. he could've done more for you. he knows it

but if you live!! he feels so cheerful. he's the most grateful man alive

a lot of his happiness depends on you, so when he sees you up and about he feels a lot better about what happened and begins to blame himself less for it

heimdall

when he sees your hand applying pressure on your abdomen, he brushes it off— believing it to be just a bruise or a minor injury that would fade with time

though.. he does notice that something's off even before you collapse from the blood loss

he's mad at himself for not seeing it sooner with his abilities. he feels guilty as he rushes to find someone to help you

once he does, he tries to look composed. he isn't. his mind is racing, and his heart pounded against his ribcage as he waited. he felt as if he could cry, and his eyes well with tears when he's alone

you're the only person who understands him. who really, truly loves and accepts him for who he is. the thought of losing you terrifies him and he doesn't ever want to picture his life without you

when he gets to see you, all he can do is stare at your face. he isn't thinking, not really. he just.. hopes. he doesn't know what to do but to sit by your side, holding onto your hand

if you wake up, he tells you he's sorry. it's out of character for him to apologize so upfront, but it slips out without a second though. he keeps a close eye on you from then on, as well. not that he doesn't trust you, but it's for his own comfort

if you succumb to your wounds, he shuts himself off from everyone and everything. you were the only person he cared about. he doesn't know what to do with himself. he doesn't even act like himself with you gone

though, if you live— he finds more time to spend with you. he clears his schedule more often, realizing that your life is precious. he can't deal with that again. he had never felt more scared then. he'll do anything in his power to prevent you getting hurt

[aemptymoon]

𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞 𝘍𝘙𝘌𝘠𝘙 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘕

𝘧!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 | 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘹

often sex with freyr begins with the fact that he covers your hips with kisses, being between it

he takes it off, strokes the sides, throwing your legs over his shoulders

if this is sex in a missionary position, then he just likes to snuggle so close that it does not give you the opportunity to move once again

his thrusts are slow rather than fast — but accurate, it make you arch your back

he gives it completery

freyr showers kisses on your neck, moaning every time you squeezed him when he finds a more sensitive area on your neck

if it's sex in the poss of a rider, then it holds your hips, not allowing you to speed up the rhythm

even if you want it so much or you already feel the approach of orgasm and you need it

he will set the rhythm himself, watching how your facial expression changes, and enjoy it even more

it gives him pleasure when you squeeze or bite hos shoulders

if this is reverse the pose of a rider, then this is a great pose in order to enjoy the dick inside you and clitoral stimulation

you just lean your head back on his shoulders, digging your nails into his forearms and get amazing pleasure

in this position, he most often runs his nose along the curves of your neck, kissing under your ear

he will do everything to make you feel satisfied

[visionsofmagic]

where to kiss [gow headcanon]

prompt: where gow characters like to kiss reader the most

character(s): kratos, thor, baldur, tyr, freya, freyr, mimir, faye & heimdall

tags&notes: gn!reader, fluff, kisses *clearly*, touches. no proofread.

enjoy!

KRATOS likes to kiss your abdomen although he is a man who is fond of every part of your body. he doesn't know why he loves there so much to put lots of kisses but at the end of the day, he is amused by how you put his head on your abdomen, caressing his back while he is sitting on the floor. then, his hot breath hit your abdomen and when he sees your flushed face, he thinks it is better to show his love through the kisses he put on your bare abdomen.

THOR is a hand kisser lover because he tends to show the love he has for you with a gentle way contrary to his massive physical look. he is for sure so strong but when he is with you, he just becomes so naive and delicate towards you and he doesn't mean to harm you with his strength in any way. so, he prefers to kiss you gentle and on hands in order to show you how you are being the most important thing in his life. he puts many kisses on your hands, fingers and palms.

BALDUR likes to kiss, mostly, your lips even if he can't feel it. not feeling your body's warmth under his skin is something he carves for so long but he can't help it since it is a curse for him. however, he finds you as a cure because you make him want to kiss you so much even though there is no such feeling except those he feels on his chest. it is not something he faces before and he loves to have it, so, he chooses your lips to show his affection of you.

TYR is a gentle lover who wants you to feel like you are the most magnificent thing on entire realms he can across to. therefore, he loves to kiss everywhere of your body but if he has to chose a favorite one, he will pick your shoulders because he likes to kneel down to your level and put some kisses on your left and right shoulders while you are working on something. he thinks he helps you to get rid of the exhausting works and gives some relaxation. he is a thoughtful lover.

FREYA is a lip kisser because even though she tries to deny it, she likes to show her dominance side through the kisses you two share. however, she likes to be dominanted by you with your rough but lovely ones as well. she likes how her and your emotions flows within these rough but also gentle kisses. and she even likes to bite your lips from time to time with a mischievous smirk on her face.

FREYR is a man of love, affection and friendship. he is a god who enjoys seeing his lover being so loved by him. therefore, he doesn't try to hide any of his emotions even though he can be shy from time to time except intimate moments. he is likely to have your all face as favorite kiss point because he loves to hold it with his palms and put kisses from forehead to chin. he finds you so cute trying to escape from his hold, trying to hide your liking with a blushed face.

MIMIR also likely to choose your hands and knuckles as where he enjoys kissing you mostly. he has manner and he knows how to treat his lover at hight quality and with lots of affection and he also wants you to feel the great love he has for you from these kisses. he allows you to put your hand in front of his lips and wait for him to kiss because both he and you know how it gives chills down to your spine, feeling being loved by your lover in a very gentle manner.

FAYE is a strong woman no one can deny. like thor, her power don't show itself in intimate moments. she knows you can handle some rough - and intimate moments but she would like to be delicate since you are meaning a lot to her; her beloved lover. so, both her touches and kisses tend to be sensitive towards you. her hands travel around your body slowly and carefully, showing her love with a calm nature, and her kisses are the same. being the love of calm and loving attitude, she chooses your chest to kiss whenever she finds a free time to get in touch with you in a closer way. to her, your chest is the closest way to reach your heart beneath your skin. also, it is where you love to have her because it is easier for you to hug her body when she puts her head on it. in these times, she kisses your chest multiple times.

HEIMDALL is shy, you can say that. he is shy and cocky since he doesn't want to show his addiction of you and he denies it when it comes to kissing. yes, he loves to kiss everywhere of your body since it is clearly belong to him and no one else - and his belong to yours. however, when you ask him where he likes to kiss the most on your body, he would make a joke like how you thought he would pick somewhere but eventually, he would decide to say how he love every part of you and can not choose. maybe, if you puss him harder, he would say 'the lips' in a very low tone and he doesn't want you to speak about it any longer but yes, he likes when you smirk with knowledge whenever he looks at your lips.

🦋

[heimdalls-cheese]

Freyr: OMG YOURE SO TALL YOU ARE LIKE A GIRAFFE!

Odin disguised as Tyr: and you're like a baked bean.

Freyr: A-A BAKED - A BAKED BEAN?!

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Freya, talking with Njörd: So as I was saying Father, Freyr and I will sneak up from-

Freyr, high af:Quack quack

Freya:... Sneak up from-

Freyr: Quack quack

Freya:... From-

Freyr: Quack quack

Freya:... I will sneak up from behind and attack while Freyr goes up to them as a bait with his Quacking.

Freyr: OH QUACK NO!

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Hildisvini: Are you high again?

Freyr:... No.

Hildisvini: your dad is gonna beat you up.

Freyr: Nuh uh.

Freya: tf you mean Nuh uh??!!

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Nerthus: Freyr is this... What í think it is?

Freyr: Oh yeah mom those are my girlfriend's underwear I'll bring it to her tomorrow.

Nerthus: I MEANT THE PIPE-

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Freya: So I was helping kratos cook yesterday and he-

Freyr: decided to break up with you and said that the wants to marry me and make me his own?

Freya:... No? WTF?

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idk it's the best I can think of.

Freyr: love you all <3333

[ravenloop]

Hey! I was wondering if I could request for GoW Freyr? Something like the reader is a witch whom Kratos and Atreus rescued from freezing at the start of Fimbulwinter, and she joins them on their journey — and when they travel to Vanaheim, she meets Freyr, who is quickly smitten with her?

—Admiration and Much More—

Pairing: Freyr x Female!Witch!Reader

[Picture not mine]

AN: WRITERS BLOCK IS A TERRIBLE THING FOLKS! But I'll trying to push out requests every week now. Enjoyyyy! <33

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Travelling to Vanaheim was something you always longed to do, hearing stories about the realm... Sadly realm travel to it hadn't been an option for a long time.

That was until you met Kratos, and his wonderful son Atreus. When you had so idiotically went out during Fimbulwinter for too long, a blizzard making you lose your way home... Until they found you, and took you in (not without Atreus begging his father a little) Which now brought you here. To the realm you've been anticipating to visit for so long.

Vanaheim.

You also got to meet Freya's brother: Freyr. Or Yngvi as she calls him. The god and his little group of loyal followers weren't so welcoming of you at first, all of you. But you tried not to hold it against them, you cannot imagine what it would be like to live such a life in hiding, knowing the very people who called for "peace" betrayed you.

They were scared to trust again, but Freya's assurance of the alliance she had made with Kratos seemed to lighten things up. Thankfully.

All that brought you up to here, tending a wound of Birgir. There was a recent run-in with a group of Einherjar soldiers. Everyone got out alive but not without a few casualties.

"There. All done." You offered a smile to the large man. He gave his own kind one back, bowing his head slightly as he left.

"Well, Realms be damned. If I knew you were this good of a healer I would have probably begged you to join my group." Freyr appeared next to you, his usual smug smile on his face.

The presence of the god was a little surprising, but you chuckled, "Would you?... I'm honoured to know my witchcraft managed to gain the attention of a Vanir god... So much."

Whilst you busied yourself with a bowl of herbs, Freyr shrugged. "Well, I mean—I'm just speaking the truth. From what I've seen so far, you're a really great uh... Witch. Ally. I would dare to say... Aesir-ass-kicking companion, even?" He asked, raising a brow with a smile.

Shaking your head amusedly, you replied, "What about friend? Or does... 'Aesir-ass-kicking companion' fall under that category?"

You started walking. Freyr looked at you, as if the word 'friend' was almost offensive. "Uhh... Yeah, sure. Friend? Hah! Friend." He followed you as you walked around the camp.

As you continued to work, he watched you closely. His gaze taking you in, before lingering on the torn section of your clothing, where a wound had been. Now ow a dark scar took its place. "I'd uh..." He cleared his throat, leaning against a pillar, "I'd like to apologise for that too. Hope there's... No hard feelings." He chuckled lightly.

Finally you looked at him. Following his gaze, you looked at the scar on your arm where a gash had been. "It's fine, really. I don't think either of us expected to see each other." There was an amused tone in your voice as you smiled at him. The memory of Freyr attacking you coming back. Though when he saw your face, and soon came to know you were allies with his sister—he froze up almost.

"Oh trust me... I really didn't expect you." Pushing himself off the pillar, he walked around as you continued working—probably on some healing drink he imagined. "But hey! That turned out to be a good thing." He stopped again, looking at you, "Didn't it?"

Your eyes met his dark gaze. By the Realms, you were something else.

"I guess it did." You approached him slowly. He crossed his arms, leaning back. Calmly.

"Freyr?..." You called his name. He looked at you, "Yeah?" He asked in a normal voice.

You placed a hand on his shoulder and he felt his heart speed up. He watched your face intently as you gave him a small smile, your brows raising.

"You're um... Kinda standing in front of the herb shelf. And I need a few things from there—"

He blinked, turning around to see he was, indeed, standing in front of the herb shelf. "Oh."

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"He's actin' stupider than normal... Ya know what I'm thinking, dont'cha?" Brok said.

Kratos grunted lowly as they watched you and Freyr speak, "Do not tell me."

"Why don't I tell you in song form? Cause there's this beautiful song of love I've heard before!"

Mimir cleared his throat, "Oooh—"

"Quiet."

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AN: This entire thing was really just Freyr getting friendzoned by the reader- BUT HOPED YOU ENJOYED! (And big apologies for the long wait)

[yiminsuu]

❝You have given me your love, my beloved. I am yours for eternity.❞

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