#god of war ragnarok headcannons

[amateursatelier]

❛❛A NEW LOVE BEGINS.❞

✦ sif / reader

❀ synopsis. meeting sif for the first time in the forest + headcannons. (angst + fluff, mention of blood, mention of choking, and a dead mother.)

❀ note. i was so upset by the lack of fanfics for sif that i decided to intervene. I pulled an all-nighter just to satisfy my need to read content about her. ( music I listened to while writing: exist for love by aurora, soft universe by aurora, and ribs by lorde.)

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A LOVELY AZURE PAINTED the early morning sky. chirps of birds echoed in the forest, reminding all those that hear them of a new beginning. but unfortunately, it was another day you would spend mouring your mother after ragnarok.

ragnarok is a tragedy you would never forget. on that day, the potent smell of blood choked you to the point of tears, but the feeling of it on your hands was far worse as you tried to save your mother's life after a piece of debris shot through her torso. the last expression that you ever saw her make haunted your conscious, making sleep nearly impossible.

it felt like a miracle when you had willed the strength to get out of bed so early in the moring and bake fattigam, a delicious dessert that your mother made whenever she was having a particularly good day. you smiled fondly while you make it, and although it hurt, you couldn't help but to think of you and your mother would be conversing if she were still alive.

once the fattigam was done, you set it in a basket and put on marred cloak. with a deep breath and for the first time in however long, you left your cottage to venture into the forest and watch the sunrise, an ritual you commonly did with the only family had left. immediately your lungs felt refreshed by the heavenly morning air. you don't remember when, but you decided that if there was nothing you could do to bring your mother back than you could at least honor her and show gratitude by keeping her alive in the little things you two did together.

you had been walking for quite some time. you sighed in relief once you finally found a lake to rest by. kneeling down, you cupped your hands togther and gathered some water. before you could take a sip, you heard faint sounds of…sobbing.

the closer you got, the more painful the sobbing sounded, the source of it must have been hurting so deeply and it saddened you. you wondered what could've happened to them.

but strangely your curiosity was immediately satisfied once you saw who it was. although you could not see the individual's face. you knew exactly who it was from their familiar tattoos and smooth golden hair that was braided to their ankles.

lady sif, the goddess of wheat, harvest, earth, and…family. your chest began to swirl in discomfort.

before you succumbed to your greif and locked yourself away in your cottage, you had caught wind that her husband, thor, the prince of asgard, died by the hands of his own father, odin. you never could've fathom such a thing.

although you didn't know what it's like to lose a lover, you understood what it was like to lose someone who loved you deeply and vice versa. out of empathy, you secretly hoped that atleast she didn't have to see him die right in front of her as you had with your mother.

you begun to turn away to give her privacy, however, you accidentally stepped on a twig causing a sharp snap! to echo approximately ten meters. you tightly shut your eyes in frustration when you heard a sharp gasp from behind you. turning back around, you made eye contact with a teary-eyed lady sif, you immediately showed yourself and bowed your head to her.

“I..I'm sorry for the intrusion, lady sif. I mean you no disrespect, i was just simply passing by.” you kept your head down to embarrassed to make eye contact again.

you were even more embarrassed when you heard her let out an offended huff.

“than why are you still here, mortal?”

you flinched at the harshness of her tone but you knew better than to take it personally. you knew all to well how grief could affect a person, you refused to judge her.

“your right. I'll be on my way right now. forgive me, lady sif.” as you began to turn away, lady sif suddenly stopped you.

“no! wait─”

you turned back to face her and watched as she composed herself. she wiped her tears and turned fully towards you with soft smile. although you could tell it was forced, a weird warmth radiated in your chest.

“I'm sorry. that was rude of me.” she said.

you smiled softly at her and bowed again. “it's alright, lady sif. I understand.”

she frowned slightly at your words. “you understand? you think you know what I'm feeling?”

her tone held both regality as well as slight irritation.

your heart worked faster than head. “with all due respect, lady sif, although I don't know what it's like to lose a lover. I understand all too well how it feels to lose someone you cherish.”

despite not showing it on your face, you felt bashful by your own words. you don't know what could've possessed you to speak so boldly to a goddess.

“you speak of your mother, yes?” her inquiry almost caused you your neck. you looked up at her quite fast, in disbelief that she knew who you were, your eyes were now the size of dinner plates.

“you..know who i am?” you asked in a demure tone and slowly straightened your posture.

lady sif smiled sofly at you, it didn't seem as forced as before. “of course, you're the offspring of a very talented baker. she was kind woman, as well. I was very fond of the desserts she would gift me to show her graditude.”

a sad look flashes in her eyes before she closes her eyes. “I'm sorry to hear that she has passed.”

hearing lady sif speak so fondly of your mother made your eyes sting. you held back your tears as to not make lady sif uncomfortable. you composed yourself and put on your best smile.you walked a bit closer to lady sif and cleared your burning throat.

“pardon me if I'm overstepping, lady sif, but..if you would like, I was planning on watching the sunrise while eating some fattigman,” you held up your basket in front of her to show off said dessert. “would you..perhaps care to join me? my mother often said said that desserts taste better when you share them.”

she looked at you with surprise. embarrassment slowly waved over you, you sucked your lips into your mouth in regret. you internally berated yourself questioning why you, an ordinary mortal, even dared to ask why a goddess would share a dessert with you.

however before you could stutter out an apology, a charming sound tickled your ears. you looked at her only to see a most ethereal sight. a geniue smile graced her face, dilating her already goddess beauty. she looked at you with enlightenment.

“yes, i'd like that.”

you smiled at her as the warmth in your chest from before returned.

──── . ° ♡ pursuit of romance.

from then onward, sif and you had establish a friendship with each other. at first, it consisted of share memories about each other's lost loved one.

she confided in you about thor’s acholoism due to odin treating him like he was a mindless beast capable of nothing else but destruction as if he wasn't a loving husband or a even father that loved his children deeply.

in the beginning, sif rarely talked about her deceased children with you, but as your relationship grows stronger, she trusts you more and allows herself to be vulnerable with you. sometimes, she would visit you cottage and stay past dusk. under the night sky, she would tell stories of magni and modi when they were children with tears streaming down her face. in those moments you could only hold her and encourage to let it all out.

speaking of her children, the closer you got with sif, the cooler you were with thrud who was happy that her mother made a friend after her father's death. thru absolutely loves the fact that you can bake, and often makes requests whenever you visit her mother. sometimes she'll visit you to talk to you about wanting to be a valkerie and eating whatever you make.

when sif sees you being close thrud, a familiar warmth radiates in her chest and a first, she feels ashamed. she discards it as just loving to see her daughter happy but deep down, she knows what she's feeling.

sif didn't want to betray thor or strain her relationship with thrud all over again, so she tried to ignore the warmth that bloomed in chest when she around you. however, there had been moments when she slipped up such as staying at your cottage for longer than usual, hugs feeling a little tighter than before, soft lingering gazes, and even her laugh louder than usual.

at first, you interpreted it as sif trusting you more, to the point of displaying friendly affection. friends are supposed to be affection, right?

as time moved on, there was an inkling of suspension that sif’s affection wasn't as “friendly” as you thought it was. especially after she started randomly gifting you flower crowns and the most elegant daggers you've ever seen. but even so, as to not ruin a good friendship, you kept quiet.

it wasn't until during one of thrud's visits that your suspension was, in a way, confirmed.

“my mother definitely has a thing for you.” you almost dropped the bowl you were in the middle of mixing cake batter in.

“what makes you say that?” you asked. thrud quirks an eyebrow as if to say 'seriously?’ while using her thumb to point to all the flower crowns and daggers decorating a shelf in your living room.

after a through talk with thrud about how she would feel about you being involved with her mother and it ending on a good note. you finally decided to confront sif, and so, you made a plan with thrud.

while thrud worked on somehow getting her mother to visit where you and sif first met. you prepared a basket of fattigman and ventured off into the forest until you reached your destination. while waited for your possible future wife, you rehearsed Hoe you would confess, giving the animals of the forest a good show.

when sif finally showed, you where so worked up by your nerves, you held her hands and blurted out your affections for her right then and there. the warmth that you felt for the first time in this exact place felt even warmer.

sif was speechless by your confession. you could see so many emotions in her eyes. sif cleared her throat and averted her eyes. “what if thrud doesn─” she was swiftly interrupted. “I'm cool with it!” thrud shouted in the distance before holding her thumbs up and running off. “I suppose that answers your question.” you laughed.

a smile graces sif’s face it, but it doesn't last for long. her eyes suddenly turned glossy. “but…thor.” she whispers. at that you frown, not out of jealousy but rather understanding.

“thor will never be replaced, sif. if you're not ready for this, I understand. but, I want you to know that wanting to love and wanting be loved isn't betraying thor. it's natural. you deserve to be move onwards and be happy.” you rubbed circles on her hands to reassure her.

sif’s glossy eyes widened at your words. a few tears sliding down her face. as she thinks, you prepare yourself for rejection only to be taken by surprise when she abruptly pulls you close kisses you. her lips felt divine and the kiss was so delicate yet passionate that you knew it was engraved into you until you died.

sif slowly pulled away and looked deep into your eyes. her gaze was filled with so much affection and adoration, you had look away to fully catch your breath only to lose it again when she cups your chin and makes you look at her.

she rests her forehead against yours you both couldn't help but to laugh at the excitement you both shared, as if the warmth in both of your chests bloomed flowers between your ribcages, and just like that, a new love begins.

────. ✰.° thank you for reading !

[melehound]

Heimdall thinks abt you… AFAB reader! NSFW

(I’m back omg)

Heimdall covered his mouth, clenching his teeth together in annoyance, anger, pleasure.

His eyes shut tightly trying to ignore these visions in his mind and try to focus on the pull his body was making. His thoughts were trying to train themselves but to no avail. He only wanted to remember the dream he had just the night before. The thoughts came to him as fast as they slipped away only mere pictures in his mind.

It was hot inside and outside and this was not making it any better. Anger, frustration, pleasure… all attributing to the overwhelming heat outside. He leaned his head back against the bedframe his eyes still stubbornly sown shut. His hand still held tight to his mouth not letting anything other than muffled noises come out of his mouth. The noise - heimdall remembered in a single thought of logic through the fog of nothing but need. his hand immediately slowly down to a more reasonable pace, a normal one to reduce the noise. But the noise in his head still swarmed, swarmed with other peoples thoughts. Their insignificant little problems… he could not think. He could tell who’s thoughts were who’s with ease because their problems were always the same ‘is thrúd going to be okay? I don’t want her to end up like-’ ‘Is she really going to continue hurting me like this? I want to be-‘ he shook his head finally seeing the picture from his dream it was still cloudy. Your words sounded like a mumble unintelligible and quiet, before you had kissed him. Several more pictures sparked in his mind, all of them seeming so real but so fake it was a fantasy after all, a dream. It certainly felt real, the warm breath by his ear, his fingers curiously slipping between your folds - the wet warmth that greeted and coated his fingers when he finally gained the courage to push past your folds, the feeling of his head lightening as his tongue slipping between your folds his nose pressed against the top of your labia- his teeth clenched hard. As his need spilled all over his stomach. A deep breath left him his eyes blinking open - finally - he thought… he’d been at it for thirty minutes before he could actually focus up enough to finish. And for a few seconds he was content, stuck in bliss he wanted to grip the feeling, hold it close but eventually it slipped from his grasp.

He looked down at his hand his thumb and palm wet from his abrupt release, the disgust never escaped him - that was pathetic - his thoughts sighed. He took a brief moment to sully himself before he stood from his bed stuffing himself back into his pants.

((✿: heimdall having wet dreams abt eating you out… possible pt 2?))

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

Can we get a Drabble or headcanons of modern day kratos and Atreus (platonically/motherly) spending their first Christmas with reader who loves Christmas and goes all out for the boys? Maybe they haven’t really celebrated it since Faye passed so it’s really special for the boy especially. I’m thinking going to see Christmas lights, decorating together, gifts, and hot cocoa - the works. Maybe reader takes Atreus to buy something for his dad from him. Idk I just really love feel good stories

A/n: this is the cutest fucking thing….I can’t even.

Also I’m doing both.

🎄: You love Christmas, it has always been a big thing with your family and since you’ve gotten into a relationship with Kratos you wanted to do something special for your top favorite boys.

🎄:Once December hits you take Kratos and Atreus out to grab a tree. You and Atreus are excited, running from tree to tree finding the perfect one. Kratos is a little apprehensive at first, this was Faye’s favorite holiday too so it’s a bit hard seeing another woman he’s come to love be excited over the same holiday.

🎄: Kratos slowly comes around to the idea when he see’s you and Atreus decorating the tree though he can do with out the others butting in on bonding between you and his son.

🎄: Sindri gets tons of pictures and posts them on the B&B website.

🎄: Kratos takes you on a sleigh ride with two of the wolf dogs { he leaves Fenri at home with Atreus. }

🎄: Later that night you, Atreus and Kratos going driving around the small town looking at Christmas lights and decorations.

🎄: Which leads to everyone decorating the B&B, Brok and Kratos going out of their way to make it the best out on the block.

🎄: So much hot coco! Everyone just loves your family recipe.

🎄: Big Family Christmas dinner.

🎄: Snowball fights! You, Atreus and Mimir end up on a team. You and Atreus pushing his wheelchair as he lobs snowballs

🎄: Atreus takes you shopping to find the perfect gift for his dad, you two end up having a heart to heart

🎄: Freyr setting up Mistletoe for you and Kratos.

🎄: SLEDDING! Kratos really yeets you and Atreus down the hill.

🎄:Tons of baking! Lots of cookies.

Turning to face Atreus you gave him a beaming smile which the boy returned. You were excited for this, Christmas getting closer and closer and while the nights were cold it was still nice spending it with the people you thought of as your family.

“Y/n…I.” Atreus was hesitant, he wanted to ask you something important but he didn’t want to scare you off. “I want to thank you, for everything you’re doing….Christmas it.” Sighing he lowered his gaze placing a glass ball on the tree. “It means a lot and.”

Shaking your head you stepped closer then pulled him in for a hug, the boy quickly wrapping his arms around you. “You don’t need to thank me Atreus, I’m doing this because you’re family. Because I care you and your father.

Blinking back some tears he looked up at you with a watery smile. “Then can I call you mom?”

Pinching his cheek you let out a laugh. “I couldn’t be more than happier Atreus.”

Watching from the hallways, Kratos did his best to not step forward. This moment was for you and Atreus though he couldn’t help but feel happy. After the passing of Faye he did not think he could he happy again, find a mother for his son yet here you were.

This was nothing short of a Christmas miracle.

[greenforestflowers]

You know, I feel like Kratos forgetting Calliope’s song was a wee bit harsh on the part of the writers.

I think his explanation of how he would’ve given up everything for a few moments more with his daughter, but when he met Faye, found the world worth living in again, would’ve been enough. Imo that illustrates his journey well in of itself.

To add onto that that when he found his new family, he could no longer recall Calliope’s song (played on the flute he made for her)…I dunno, it doesn’t make me think, ‘oh look at Kratos’s growth and development’ as I’m sure the writers intended. I understand the symbolism they were aiming for, but honestly it just made me sad

It’d be different if he was struggling to remember just due to the passing of time, but the fact he says he forgets it specifically after meeting Faye changes the meaning imo.

Kratos could remember his daughter’s song - presumably her favourite, that she played often, if it stuck in his memory - just because he loves her. To remember doesn’t intrinsically mean he’s haunted by it. memories of, and a love for, his Grecian family isn’t inherently negative, or something that has to be ‘let go of’ for him to progress as a character.

[nyxisaway]

God of war fic

I dunno really what the premise is or where it’s going but if you like it I’ll keep writing for sure

The subtle and quiet noise of wildlife stirring in the early morning started to drift through the forest like music, hues of soft golden light trickled through the patches of thinning leaves and needles on the surrounding trees. The bubbling of a nearby brook ensured a comfortable consistent white noise in the background while you cleaned and skinned the two rabbits your traps caught in the night. Addressing the small animals diligently and carefully you made sure not to waste anything crucial. the camp you had set up was very small and guarded by the shade of a large rock and some upturned roots and logs with no little effort you finished with the rodents and set the meat aside as you struck up a small fire for cooking. The sun was rising quickly and you wished to make the most of the day, intending to finish your journey through Midgard, you were in search of “the witch of the woods” as many called her, a mysterious woman who had healing powers and magical ability’s, hopefully she would be kind and open to helping a stranger,,

You skewered up the tender rabbit meat and set it to roast over the small coals, turning it diligently you were anxious to have it finished and melting apart in your mouth. It had not been long since you last caught something but with the packs of draugr popping up at random and the changing of Midgard as a whole, game has become scarce and much more alert to human activity. Taking the meat away from the flames you could barely allow it time to cool before stuffing your small mouth, savouring the flavour and warmth it provided in the chilled morning air. You ate three more slivers of meat before packing your small camp up and kicking out the fire, shouldering your bow and strapping your dagger to your waist you grabbed the small pack you had and set out towards the lake of nine.

You allowed yourself the luxury of a slow and steady pace soaking in the rising sun and enjoying the smells of dead leaves and winter in the air, the cold was fast approaching and you needed to find answers before that happened, or else you may never understand who you are, where you came from or why you can harness magic so easily. It had been a month or so since you woke up in a small village, a few young ladies fussing around you tending to your head and monitoring your state, you couldn’t remember anything that had happened just that you weren’t from this part of the realm and you shouldn’t be in Midgard, your clothes gave no hint of where you were from as you were dressed in practically garbage. After cleaning yourself up and without any luck to learn about who you were or how you ended up in that village you set out in search of someone, anyone that can do magic and maybe bring your memory back

It was your own fault for getting so lost in your own thoughts but you quickly noticed the sound, or in fact lack thereof. No birds were singing in the trees anymore and the wind had halted to a completely stop, you gripped the hilt of your dagger and brought it in front of your body while lowering yourself and moving quickly to the side of the path, you let out a slight breath and watched as the cause of the unrest made itself plainly clear. With a gruff and low growl a large and hulking form started out of the trees before you, it was a troll? Of some kind you assumed, smaller than what the largest you’re sure can be but it was still quite a height and a rather intimidating weight considering how much it shook the ground as it walked

The breath in your lungs was stolen and suddenly you were fighting against the meat you loved so much earlier, what the hell were you supposed to do now?? Just wait for it to pass? You had to think of something quickly before it smelled you or worse saw you in the bushes, you sheathed your dagger and crawled on your stomach through the brush attempting to keep yourself hidden when suddenly a cry cracked through the air splitting the silence in half, before you could be aware of what was happening a large glowing axe imbedded itself in the beasts shoulder and a volley of arrows stuck from multiple points in its hide

You could hear the calling of foreign words from what sounded like a young boy and the gruff deep commands that resounded from the taller companion, he was even more intimidating than the troll, with a blood red mark trailing down his face and some rather scary looking armour fitting his broad shoulders, his skin was ghostly white and he had a bushy beard accenting his face giving him a clear air of maturity and knowledge- wait is that a fucking severed head oh his belt??? Ok ok well they are fighting the troll so I guess they aren’t enemies? The sounds of battle continued as you rose from the brush and drew your own bow, loosing an arrow at the troll the young man looked over at you with a look of utter confusion

“FOCUS BOY” came the voice of the tall man and you almost felt yourself ready up in response, the young man turned back around and assisted in finishing off the troll, a site which you regret seeing with such an already queasy stomach,, before you were completely calmed the young man ran over to you frantically “are you ok?? Was that troll attacking you?”

“Boy.” Said the man as if dismissing his concern for you and chastising him for getting distracted, “I’m only making sure they’re ok father”

“I- I’m fine thanks to you guys,, it didn’t even have time to notice me” you choked out still afraid after the entire scene. You took in the form of the young man, he appeared to be no older than 16 but his face gave the impression of being extremely battle hardened as he bore many scars and a tense posture

He smiled at you and you saw that he really was still just a young boy, with a bit of light in his eyes still. Oh good at least the tall one hasn’t beat every ounce of Joy from this kid, you debated asking them for help in your searching for this forest witch but the pale man grunted out a stiff “we are leaving.”

“Wait!” You exclaimed, the look in the younger ones eyes made you feel a bit more confident to speak what you wished “please first allow me to properly thank you for saving my life, I could give you some meat I have wrapped? Or even some coins” “don’t worry about it lass this is hardly the first time these two have saved a life” another voice joined the mix and you could only stare in awe at the talking severed head on the man’s hip. “What- the fu” “oh haha that’s mimir! Hes our friend” pitched the young man as if that was going to suddenly negate the fact that he was a talking SEVERED HEAD. “Ah, I see that makes it all better then” you remarked smiling nervously

While swallowing your last bit of anxiety you decided to ask your question before these two *cough* sorry three were gone for good and you had no hope of help. “Hey wait one more thing, I know it’s a long shot but you guys don’t happen to know anything about a,, witch of the woods around here do you?” The looks on all their faces told you that you asked the wrong question, after a few seconds of silence the boy answered “uh you probably won’t be able to see her any time soon.. she’s well she just lost her son,, and she’s kinda become obsessed with killing my father and I” you noticed your jaw was agape but you didn’t move to close it, you were distraught at what you just learned, you weren’t going to be getting any help from the so called magical lady and now what

Now fucking what

“What’s wrong? What was your business with freya lass?” Freya?? You thought, you certainly didn’t know that’s who you were going to see. “Uh well, I lost my memory’s and now I’m just stuck here in Midgard with this nagging feeling that I’m not from here and something bad is going to happen, with access to magic that I don’t understand and I was, well I was hoping the witch- freya, would be able to give me some answers” you replied all too honestly with these total strangers a look of pity came across the boys face as he listened to you and suddenly “father can they come with us?” You were shocked but somehow not unhappy with the thought “no” was the only thing he said in response

This dropped your face completely “why not I think I can help them and after all it’s our fault freya isn’t around anymore to help people like them it’s not fair” as he made his argument you watched as the eyes on the taller man softend slightly “fine. Do not be in our way girl.” He bellowed as he turned shouldering the axe this seemed to please the young boy as if this was a great reaction and he smiled at you while motioning for you to join them in walking

“I guess I should tell you our names!” He said from beside you, “I’m Atreus, that’s mimir like I said and that’s my father” “his name is kratos” the head said in addition. It seemed nobody else would’ve given you that information. “It’s nice to meet you Atreus” you smiled at him “don’t you have a name lassie?” Mimir said gazing at you “I did I assume but I don’t remember what it was… and I’ve been travelling alone so I, didn’t think about it I guess…” you said trailing off kind of quietly there was a couple things you hadn’t thought about lately

Like where you’re supposed to go now

[theautisticcentre]

My God of War sexuality headcannons!

WARNING: SPOILERS GOR GOD OF WAR 2018 AND GOD OF WAR: RAGNAROK!

Kratos: Bisexual

This man was a spartan soldier. One of the manliest things they thought you could do was men.

Atreus: Pansexual

If he can shapeshift into a girl (and since he's Loki, I assume he'll be able to at some point), then he's just doubled his options.

Mimir: Straight

Mimir x Sigrun is one of the best ships in God of War history, you heard me.

Freya: Bisexual

She is the goddess of LOVE, after all.

Angrboda: Bisexual

That girl landed with Loki of all people. Nuff said.

Thrud: Lesbian + Asexual

I don't know why, but I'm kinda just getting gay vibes from her. But getting down and dirty? Not her style. She needs that energy for Valkyrie training!

Odin: Straight

If anyone reading this was looking for anyone who's defiantly a toxic hetero, here he is.

Thor: Straight

This man may love meed and fighting, but alongside that, he loves his girl Sif.

Heimdall: Aroace (Aromantic and Asexual)

This man can't catch girls or boys, and he defiantly can't catch Kratos' hands.

Might do a part 2 to this.

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[izthepup]

Would They Ever Cheat?

Warning, spoilers for sindri!

———Kratos———

- no

- too loyal

- he loves you too much

———Freya———

- Nope

- she loves you too much

———Atreus———

- I mean

- he might

- Not on purpose though

- it would be an accident

- he would think he's being nice, but really he's doing more than that

———Mimir———

- no

- he loves you and only you

———Sindri———

- Definitely not!

- he loves you too much

- and he's too loyal

- Especially after ‘his’ death!!

- after he dies, that's when he really needs someone

- he thinks you're the only one he can trust, and the only one who truly loves him

———Brok———

- I mean

- if he's drunk?

- probably a one night stand

- otherwise? 

- nope!

———Thrúd———

- no way!

- she's loyal.

- she loves you, and nobody else like you

———Thor———

- Nope

- He's too loyal to you

- the only reason he might is if he's drunk

- he also just loves you too much

-the most he would cheat is if he was drunk, maybe a one night stand…

-then he feels guilty in the morning once he realizes

-he may seem like he’d cheat, but in reality…?

-he doesn’t want to hurt you like he realizes how much he hurts others

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Being Thor's best friend + Týr's Fiance part 1

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Reader: female | Thor x sister-in-law Reader (Platonic)| Týr x reader (romantic eventually)

Notes: Yeah I'm writing for God of War: Ragnarök now I'm not sorry

Warnings: not really but involes: bitchy mom, arranged marraige

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You had always been good friends with Thor since childhood, and you always had each other's backs when getting into trouble.

You'd get into trouble at the Meed Hall with a drinking contest and then see who could walk in a straight line, staggering into another bargoer before a brawl struck out

Odin sees you as an asshole, and so do your own parents at your young ages

Always the two of you getting into trouble.

You knew he had a hard time, with his birth mother gone, his new mother in the picture, and his new brother Týr

He always did have a hard time connecting; especially with his dad's assholeness

You've both been on many adventures together, to Midgard to the mild falls, Jötunheimr to the cold snow to throw snow at one another, and to Muspelheim to warm yourself up afterward, paying Surtur a small visit with a hello.

He'd admit, everyone liked you: you were kinda hard not to like: always caring about everyone else while still caring about yourself.

Till one day late: you're waving to Thor as he goes home and you're going your separate ways

He goes to his father's study, as per usual, but is quick to hide seeing his parents talking just outside his father's study

"She is a child!" Her father argued.

"Child or not she is reckless, our bloodline will be ruined."

"She'll find someone she loves!-"

"That someone needs to be an Aesir, not some...Midgaurdian." Her mother snapped, "This isn't some fairytale story that you plagued her brain with: she needs to grow up. The All Father already agreed."

"Behind my back!? Like you do everything else?"

"yes, because I get things done, unlike you husband. I get shit done," Her mother argued, "She leaves for the temple."

"you not only wish to marry off my child but send her away-"

"Be silent!"

Thor was quick to leave, and to your house, running as fast as his feet could carry him, and to your window, but he was too late, damn his fathers telporting birds

"Mother."

"pack your sack."

"For what If I may ask."

"An expedition, to one of the temples-"

"You're letting me go to Midgard! For exploration!" Y/n cheered. "For how long?"

"A..winter or two."

"Really! Yes!" Y/n cheered, "Can I tell Thor before I go!"

"He knows already darling."

Y/n nodded, "Quickly now, you leave immediately."

Thor could easily stick up for you now: like you had him so many times, it wouldn't be hard, you made it seem easy

But he couldn't, and he felt ashamed of that

He didn't even try and chase you down to say goodbye: you were walking into your own demise

he didn't see you for a while after that

a long time

he drank himself to death: if he could that is,

What was he doing? He was sitting here drinking, you most likely restrained to a temple room

You didn't deserve that.

yet he drank and drank, and eventually, Sif came along

and like dust, with a blow of the wind you were gone; from his mind from his heart

And he married Sif

But it brought back you: his best friend, his practical sister; he would have liked you there, laughing your asses off together

He thinks Sif would have liked you

But it feels as soon as Thor's married, his younger stepbrother Týr is apparently sent to get married.

It's a big deal of course, an arranged marriage, by the Allfather himself.

It's unfortunate: You feel stranded, you feel alone; your mentally beaten into submission

So when everyone's gathered at the hall for the celebratory dinner: And you show up,

Your sure Thor choked, shit he's sure he choked.

But there's something different about you besides the clothing and the hair

For an immortal god, you look dead

In the eyes, in the face, you're color gone, no smile, and eyes cast down

You use to wear pants, roll around in the dirt, smile, and beat the shit out of him, this...wasn't you

Týr was a sweetheart, tried to help you warm up: tried to get to know you

He was being as forced as you were in full honesty

He could try and make the best out of it.

"I heard you enjoy painting."

He didn't even receive an answer

Sif was quite well aware of Thor staring you down.

"May I leave for air..."

"You mustn't ask me unless you wish my company-"

You were up the next second leaving to go get air.

Thor could have easily followed you

"So that is Y/n," Sif commented, breaking Thor from his head, but he didn't answer.

"Go to your friend, she needs your friendship more than anything."

So with a slight boost of confidence from his wife, he followed far behind in your footsteps

If he knew you which he did, he knew you were going down to the rocks where the ocean met the land

And sure enough, he found you sitting there, in the same damn spot as you would when you were kids on the small cliff

"hey, there shitface."

Y/n was silent, "Slime ball?"

Still silence, "Stick up my arse?"

Y/n looked back at him, then back in front of her, "My husband-to-be is not here, we can't speak."

"He can shove it up his wise arse."

Thor walked over, taking a seat next to her, the silence thick and heavy.

"N/n."

"My name is Y/n."

"Since when-"

"Since you knew what was going to happen to me," Y/n argued standing up and starting to walk away.

"What was I supposed to do!?" He argued Y/n turned her head.

"Be there! For me!" She argued

"What good would that be!? I didn't send you away!"

"I'm not asking you to fight for me! I'm asking if you'd have been there for me! You were my best friend! Practically my brother!"

Soon you guys stopped arguing, and out of all things started fighting, like physically

with swords and hammer

Sure, you felt angry-despair more than anything, but it changed, in both of you.

Fighting like this felt like you were both kids again, and with the ground wet, mud was bound to be thrown up.

and oh it was, covering the two of you in mud before your mother came out furious looking for you

both of you were brought back into the hall, covered in mud like children

he shoved you first, you shoving him back, and it continued until your mother stopped both of you

So the celebration contained, and your mother was embarrassed and furious,

you were a child, even if she tried to break you after all those years, flipping Thor promptly off as she dragged you off to change, earning a smack in the back of the head by her and a groan from you

Meanwhile, the celebration continued without you, and she put you in one of those fancy dresses, even though it pained your thighs as they rubbed together, and you had to pull it up every so often

You were quiet and quickly returned, your mother ordered you to act properly as you were sat next to Týr once again

Dancing was also apparent later in the night with music, you weren't much of a dancer besides fighting

Týr still tried to get to know you but was silent while doing it, watching you rather than trying and interrogate you

The Valkyries were quite a fan of you, promising training battles as they came up to you

Freya was also quite nice to you: sweet, a friend to confined in if you truly needed her,

"A battle!" Thor's booming voice came over the music, the slamming of his mug down causing the room to come to a halt, "For the giant's head!"

Týr looked her way, "I suppose he is calling to you."

Y/n looked at him, "I truly do not mean to stop your fun as long as it promises a conversation between us privately."

Y/n nodded, "For my head then."

Y/n was quick to get up, kicking off her uncomfortable shoes.

"Looks like you'll owe me ahead," Y/n smirked, "Perhaps yours?"

There was cheering from both sides, Sif had even turned on Thor, cheering Y/n on.

[alrakia-serpent]

Song Headcanons for God of War Characters

Just Some Songs I think would fit the vibe of some of the Charaters from God of War 2018 + Ragnarok.

Kratos = “Hell to your Doorstep” from the “The Count of Monte Christo Musical. 

Atreus = “Running with the wolves” AURORA

Brok and Sindri = “Always Gold” by Radical Face

Thor = “Cowboy Dan” by Modest Mouse

Magni = “Healthy Ego” by Left Boy

Modi = “Brutal” by Olivia Rodrigo

Thrúd= “Little Lion Man” by Mumford and Sons

Baldur = “Gnarls Barkley VS Avalanches” don’t know who actually made the Remix

Heimdall = “People i don’t like” by UPSAHL

Tyr = “Float on” by Modest Mouse

Odin = “Poor George” by James Supercave

[the-awakened-insomnis]

Mischief comes in all forms and this ones name is Atreus/Loki. ❤🤍💜🖤💙

[melehound]

Hello! Are u accepting requests for gowr?

Yes! I write for heimdall, kratos, freya, and Freyr

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Wait wait wait I had an idea!

Modern kratos thoughts

Sindri and Brok own the b&b.

Kratos, Atreus, and mimir move in and pay to stay like they are renting rooms there with kratos job as a bouncer. Since he works late shifts he doesn’t intimidate many guests staying there because they just don’t see him. Mimir and Atreus help with the being personable to guest and the day to day work like checking ppl in. Them helping frees up brok and sindri to work on their side business that they have attached to the b&b. A mechanic garage. Because the boys love to tinker and fix things.

And kratos has a motorcycle he rides when it’s just him, probably back and forth to work, that he lets brok modify and upgrade.

And they have a big wolf dog they brought with them.

And kratos and mimir and them help sindri and brok fight to keep the b&b from Odin .

YES! YES TO SINDRI AND BROK OWNING THE B&B!

Oh my god just yes to everything, to all of this.

Also may I add

Freyr being a playboy, he owned a company with his sister but too much pressure caused him to leave and all the responsibilities fell on Freya.

Freya lives in the next town over and she’s forced to stay due to Odin hiding the divorce papers and evidence she needs to take him down.

Thor is the ‘lazy son’ / ‘disappointment’ son while Sif is trying her best to make him stand up to her father.

KRATOS FINALLY OPENING UP AND TAKING THE READER ON A RIDE WITH HIS BIKE.

I wanna write some AU stuff now cause all of these are just golden.

I need more, I am living for these.

[ravenloop]

Headcannons: Heimdall, Thor and Odin w/ Reader who always carries food on them

AN: Had to write this asap cause I couldn't resist

Request: Heya, Heya!! Reread your Heimdall fic a couple times and it got me thinking of a head cannon request if you do that!

This is a request for God of War Ragnarok(I as least want Hiemdall, Odin, and Thor but you can add whoever)

And this is a fun type headcannon where the reader can randomly pull out food from nowhere. It’s not magic, they just always have food on them. They would even sometimes be randomly eating at the worse/awkward times

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Heimdall:

Being the god of foresight and knowledge, Heimdall expected everything that would happen next.

But honestly, nothing could have prepared him for when you pulled out food from thin air.

He thinks you pulled it from thin air anyways, until you tell him that you just always have food on you.

His initial reaction to that is to ask, "...Why? The mess hall is not that far." You just shrug and respond, "You never know when you could want it. And plus, I'm not gonna walk all the way to the mess hall everytime I feel like eating."

Okay. Fair point.

It's times like these when Heimdall wonders how he ended up with someone as... Random as you could be. All the more reason to love you he guesses.

At some point he even learns to love your little hobby of keeping food on you. Sometimes he's too caught up in patrolling on the wall that he forgets to eat, then you come along with the food you carry and he just eats and talks to you.

Heimdall also lives for the looks of confusion on people's faces when they see you take out food like you just pulled it from another realm.

To this day Heimdall still kinda suspects that you do. You like making fun of him for it.

"Bet you couldn't forsee that." Cue a long, exaggerated sigh.

Also please do not eat while there's a literal fight going on. He loves you, he really does. But he'd rather have you alive than die because you were too busy munching.

He swears he even saw you offering a snack to the enemy at one point.

Thor:

He absolutely loves it.

Like the first time you do it, he laughs so loud you swear it could be heard throughout Asgard.

Thor doesn't even question where you got the food from, he's just immediately laughing and pulling you into a bone crushing hug.

You can literally see the hearts in his eyes whenever you do it, it's like he just fell in love with you for the first time again.

Also don't expect your food to be all for you whenever you pull it out to eat, because Thor will immediately be at your side eating it as well.

It's like a way to summon him honestly.

Like how some spirits require rituals to be summoned - Thor just needs food. It's the same for you honestly. Which is probably why everyone says you two are the perfect couple.

If anyone ever makes fun of you or comments on how you carry food everywhere, they can kiss their life goodbye cause Thor won't tolerate it.

He also doesn't give a crap if you eat during a fight, you did it during one of his bar fights and he took a break to eat with you cause why the hell not?

In conclusion, this man is hooked.

Odin:

The first time you do it is when he's talking to you about a plan of some sort.

He's about to turn but immediately does a double take when he sees the food in your hand.

Was that there before? Surely not.

It's funny seeing him trying to figure it out, you can see the gears turning in his head and you have to stifle a laugh.

After a short moment you tell him that you just carry food on you.

He's a little embarrassed that he didn't think of that first and goes, "Ah." Then he walks off, contemplating what just happened.

It's not that it bothers him or anything, it's just... Huh? Where does one even store that much food?? Do you have magic pockets or something??

You should be prideful, you managed to confuse Odin - the Allfather. Not many get to do that or even live when they do, you lucky, lucky person.

He learns to just not question it, he'll just end up more confused than he started off as. And unless you're planning to take over the 9 realms using your meals then he has nothing to worry about.

Hearing you eat has become a background noise for him now and he sometimes even gets worried when he doesn't hear you eating.

Huginn and Muninn also love you because you always let them peck at your food, despite Odin telling you not to let them.

You once ate while Thor and Odin were arguing in his study - was very awkward and very tense, 10/10 do not recommend doing it again but you likely will.

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AN: I started this at 4am and somehow only finished it at 6 - DJSKJSKD ENJOY ❤️

[gothicarkham]

I love how I started this tumblr as a God of War Ragnarok writing blog in like December and now it’s September and I’m now liking THIS MAN. But I mean, I did like Heimdall from GOWR so…the type isn’t far off. 😭

(Definitely am going to make headcannons of this man)

[nyxisaway]

Mimir kisses you so tenderly

Like he’s never going to get another kiss again

He spent so long alone so long missing human affection

He’s so scared to lose it now that someone cares about him again

He’s so confused because he’s just a head and he doesn’t get why you’d want him when there’s the literal god of war right there or the queen of the Valkyrie’s to ice the cake

But no, you love him, the way he laughs and the sound of his voice, you love his morals and the way he’s changed, you don’t see him as just a head who once had a whole life he lived, he’s your mimir and the only thing you need is for him to stay by your side forever

Which considering he can run away, shouldn’t be too hard ;)

[honeybadger118]

Yall I wanna wrote God of War Ragnarok fanfiction. Someone give me ideas. Ill do any ship. Ill write smut too. Ill even do headcannons. Someone just give me something to do. Please!