#Helka

[w98pops]

cant stop being autistic about vanaheim squad. especially helka. i love them so much

[howaboutdreamin]

Sindri's house

[primrose-graveyard]

Helka!

[ladypepperofdavenshire]

Helka for bladegunsniper, as part of another Inktober trade 🍂

[palkerekfy]

Még tart a koncertszezon Akarattyán!

[cheebdraws]

Genuinely can't decide which version I like best, so everyone can have both of them, cause more Freyr = more good. Helka is best pubby and deserves to be carried everywhere.

[tacticalhimbo]

another good girl for the dash <3

[snapbookreviews]

Jewish Roleplaying Games 3e

Hanukkah may be over, but there's never a bad time of year to play Jewish tabletop games.

[crisicsgames]

L'ODORE DELLA SOPRAVVIVENZA GOD OF WAR RAGNAROK HELKA & SKIOBLAONIR 🎮 PS5

#godofwarragnarok #LodoredellaSopravvivenza #helka #Skioblaonir #Vanaheim #Kratos #Atreus #Freya #Freyr #Hildisvini #mimir #Birgir #beyla #Byggvir 🎮 #modalitàgrafica #Walkthrough #gameplay #ps5 #youtubegaming >

[grzybjek]

Helka…..

[worthitino]

TADA! MORE ALL!FATHER KRATOS HEADCANONS!!

I HAVE OFFICIALLY FINISHED ALL THE GOD OF WAR GAMES + LORE. THE COMICS, THE COOKBOOK, THE GAMES. so, with my new knowledge, i present a very special headcanon post.

* kratos has murals of the people he honoured in greece, including orkos and deimos. he had wanted to show the glimpses of hope of his bleak past to the realms to show things can, in fact, get better.

* he has a small festival in honour of faye! it's celebrated primarily in the old marketplaces and jötunhiem. the festival serves traditional jötnar food and it honours her victories and what she had done as the last guardian of the jötnar.

* kratos plays the lyre to mimir after many years of the head begging to hear some of his tunes. he can also play thz flute and a few other greek specific instruments.

* freya and kratos fly together when they are both falcons (as i hc'd kratos to learn 'falki' for more efficient travel). they both use this ability to watch the realms above and protect the people from potential threats.

* kratos decided to assist thrúd with her valkyrie training by being an outside source to her sparing to make sure that she begins to be more confident to fighting other people. she practically lives there now. (thank you to my friend who inspired this!! it's a huge thrúd fan.)

* when kratos blesses people, he speaks greek. he decided that his culture should be honoured despite his past. it was the gods fault, not what he was interested in as a younger man.

* his beard? oh, it is so long. it's so long and nice. very braidable!! he has a few flowers stuck in there thanks to thrúd, lunda, angrboda, sif and freya. they use it as an excuse to hang out.

* kratos, as allfather, finally takes naps. he has a little sleep. he has dreams about faye, but they're very positive after he realised that she would be very proud of him.

* when atreus comes home, the both cook together. it's one of the things they both enjoy and will continue you enjoy as father and son.

* kratos carries around helka like a baby because she makes him happy.

[w98pops]

lunda and helka 💚

[adelitaflores]

Of course Adelita understood, they were not mere mortals, they were witches and if they decided they wanted one drag of a cigarette to curse, maim or kill, they could. Not that Adelita would... or at least she would not in the circumstance. In this instance, she was hoping to come across as friendly and engaging, hopefully putting the other witch at ease. She could already see from the woman’s posture and expressions, that Adelita had given the impression of power, and she could see she would have to work that much harder to make Violet feel... safe. Ade had no intention of hurting Violet, only making her feel welcome, she could not have a witch running around town with a bad impression of Helka’s Own, that would not do.

“Claro, I understand” Adelita said as she exhaled, smoke billowing out from her lips and lingering in the air about her. The smell was potent, perhaps stronger than the scent of tobacco considering the ingredients used, but it was not entirely unpleasant. For those with a nose for the aromatic, and not the sweet, it was an enticing smell. It was a love it or hate it kind of scent. “It is prudent to be cautious while in a new town, especially one like Opulence”. The town was known to supernaturals all over America, but it did have a reputation... “We teach our own to be the same, although amongst the towns witches we are safe” Adelita assured, and it was said in such a way that suggested she had a hand in ensuring the towns witches practiced safe witchcraft. “And I pray to Diosa that does not change”.

Just as she spoke, there was a small chime from Adelita’s mobile, which she took from her pocket and very decidedly switched her phone off and placed it on the coffee table. Violet had the Priestesses full attention. 

“Ah, come now. Modesty on women is outdated, you needn’t diminish your gifts in front of me. I do not want to take anything from you, or try to use you for your power” Adelita saw no point in wasting time beating around the bush. The blonde clearly did not trust people or feel safe around strangers easily, that much was clear. One cannot conduct business with a rabbit caught in a trap, intimidating could be useful at times, this was not one of those times. “Helka’s Own is the towns oldest coven, we have power and resources, and we do not seek more than we have” lie. “I don’t mention this to intimidate you, or even to sell you on joining us. Every witch in our coven stays by choice, and if you chose to join us, or to remain alone we will respect that choice, as we respect all of our witches choices” so long as they don’t negatively impact the coven of course. “I would like for you to make that choice too, the choice to be one of us, or be an ally to us” the fact that Adelita did not give Violet other options was telling. Whether Violet joined or not, Adelita would make use of her if she wanted to. 

“We have various friends in solitary witches, all over town” Adelita explained with a grateful smile “They join our spell casting rituals and celebrations as and when they please, they come and they go, they’re friends. But there is never friendship without some give and take”. Though the witch remained smiling cordially, the temperature in the room seemed to drop as Adelita waited for the witch to catch on. “The question is” Adelita paused to lift a crystal cut glass of water to her lips from which she sipped before lowering it again. “What kind of relationship would you like with Helka’s Own?”

The magic that seemed to be embedded in everything around them was palpable in the air. Even though Violet was without her own magic at that moment due to the mist, she could still sense it, and she was on high alert as they made their way towards Adelita’s office, her hand darting out to drag along the stone wall for just a moment, the hair on her arms prickling with some kind of magic electricity. 

She followed the witch into the large room, wide eyes scanning the elegant room quickly, taking in the various beautiful and ornate objects that seemed to decorate every surface. She wanted to seem cool, calm and collected, aloof even, but it was impossible to in such an environment. She hadn’t been in a room as beautiful as this in such a long time, and she longed to be left to her own devices, to be given the time and space to properly investigate each object, to discover what magical powers they may possess.

Pulling her gaze reluctantly away from the bookshelf on one side of the office, Violet offered the fellow witch a vague smile, nodding and moving to sit down as delicately as she could on the nearest armchair. “Oh- they do sound lovely I’m sure, but I smoke only what I grow myself. I’m sure you can understand,” she responded, her voice soft and light. There was not a chance she would smoke some magical blend created by a High Priestess she did not know - it was a big enough ask for her to have even accepted the offer of a drink.

At the mention of the invitation that had managed to worm its way through what Violet had considered to be an incredibly powerful spell, the witch couldn’t help but shift uncomfortably in her seat. She was a proud witch, and the thought that her magic was less powerful than she had believed it to be made her feel sick to her stomach. Her head tilted to the side slightly with curiosity, brow furrowing at the use of the word ‘our’. So the invitation came from some kind of collective. Interesting. The question made Violet freeze up a little, unsure just how much she would give away to the stranger. “Ah- a bit of both I suppose,” she answered shortly, unwilling to reveal much more about the coven she had grown up in. 

[primrose-graveyard]

Been missing Helka so I did a little redesign!

[samyelbanette]

Samy got his nails done 💅

From his TikTok page. June 26th, 2024.

Nail Artist: Helka Pöllänen

[feathered-serpents]

Hey

Hey

Don’t think about the fact that when Angrboda and Atreus eventually have their wedding, it’s going to be Kratos who walks Angrboda down the isle in place of her father

No no no you cannot do this to me you CANNOT

I’ve been deliberately not thinking about an Atreboda wedding because I just won’t stop. So what happens next is entirely your fault.

Before we talk about the wedding, let’s talk about Kratos and Freya basically just adopting Angrboda because it is EVERYTHING to me

Kratos had a daughter once, he is so glad to have one again. He loves spending time with her, and she is not at all afraid or intimidated by him. Which… honestly kind of surprises Atreus at first. He’s used to new people who aren’t gods being kind of taken aback by Kratos but Angrboda is totally unphased. Kratos is NOT the biggest person she’s ever seen after all

And FREYA god. Freya LOVES her. They both teach each other more about magic, since Vanir and Giant magic are so closely related, they each take to it very naturally. I like to think that Freya’s shapeshifting is a result of Vanir magic, not any godly abilities, so that’s how Angrboda learns to shapeshift. Angrboda also teaches Freya to paint

I know I’ve brought up a lot that Freya delivers each of Atreus and Angrboda’s children but it is so important to me because the three of them having a bond that strong is just EVERYTHING. Freya is obviously anyone’s first choice of midwife but here, she’s delivering her own grandchildren, even if no one says that out loud everyone knows that’s what is happening. So they trust her more than anyone for it

And Mimir is just. The drunk uncle. Angrboda loves his stories, including (and perhaps especially) the MANY embarrassing stories about Atreus. I like to imagine that maybe one day, since Giants are so big on stories themselves, Angrboda might scribe for him. He tells a story and she writes it down, then later puts it in a book with her and Atreus’ drawings. They read them to their children when Mimir isn’t there

NOW let’s talk about the wedding

The wedding itself is in Ironwood, where I think Atreus and Angrboda will eventually live permanently. It’s in this beautiful grove. Freya takes the lead on a lot of the prep. She “sculpts” the grove a bit. Making the tree branches tangle in just right the way so the light shines through in perfect beams, and grows flowers to line the isle. She also made Angrboda’s dress, or at least helped her alter it if Angrboda chose to wear her mother’s instead

Fenrir and the Iron Wolves are there obviously. Fenrir is laying behind the isle almost wrapped entirely around the ceremony area, while the iron wolves sit around the guests. And there are LOTS of guests. With Odin gone, I think Atreus and Angrboda would make the careful decision to stop hiding the Ironwood, at least so throughly. So it’s not only a wedding, it’s also the mark of a new age in Ironwood

Freyr’s army is there, and Durlin, who came as Lúnda’s “plus one”. Lúnda also brought Helka. She made her a little flower crown for the occasion.

Sigrun and a few of the shield maidens come. Thrúd is there with Sif, she’s a shield maiden too now. Ttolerating her “formal clothes” with her new wings as best she can

Skjöldr is just. SO excited about everything that’s going down. He’s surrounded by so many gods. He really wants to steal a plate

Ratatoskr even comes. Which no one really expected but hey, you can’t refuse him now. He also brings a few “plus ones” (Anxiety went into a panic that no one would want him there, Bitter was certain it would be a disaster and wanted a front row seat, Arrogance wanted to see if it truly was worth all the fuss (it wasn’t) and Perfection wanted to help with the décor. Ratatoskr promised that they would all behave during the ceremony)

Angrboda knows Gryla is there, somewhere, even if she can’t see her with the others, she can feel her in the trees.

I don’t know exactly how Norse weddings work, but, Mimir plays the role of officiant or whatever the Norse equivalent is. They’ve got him on a very dressed up table and he very proudly declares himself the “head” of the aisle. Kratos did his beard up nice. Mimir has some trouble getting through his speech because he keeps getting “misty”

And finally, Kratos is so happy to walk Angrboda down the aisle. He is not “handing her off” to him as some see it, but rather, leading her to him. It’s her final blessing. The last assurance that this is right

After the wedding, as Atreus and Angrboda go to their wedding night, they find a gift waiting for them. Unmarked, with no one in sight. They open it carefully, and find two rings, made with unmistakably dwarven craftsmanship

Yes I obviously have a complete mental picture of what all this would look like in a game. You’d wander around before the wedding as Atreus and talk to some of the guests, and OBVIOUSLY I have thought of the dialogue each of them would have. Then there’d be a wedding cut scene, and one final opportunity to walk around as Atreus and talk to everyone before meeting Angrboda and going off to the wedding night. It would all happen at the end of a game as sort of epilogue

Santa Monica I know the gamer bros don’t wanna play through this wedding but I do. You should put it in the game for ME