#Mímir

[nonndrawz]

I love their dynamic <3

[sp00pypumpkins]

I am less busy once again and wanted to draw some ocs, they are so beloved<3

A30 belongs to @iameatingrawcorn Mímir belongs to me

[demifiendrsa]

Silo — Season 2 Official Trailer

Season 2 of Silo will premiere on Apple TV+ on November 15, 2024.

Poster

[caracello]

tthisis thebest i got for ovw s/i right now....ilike their kiddie design the other one iis like maybe their design maybe just a 20s-30s design? for when they meet+get 2 know siggy. runa mímirsen ^__^

[astridterese-blog]

Smakebit ~ Mamma er trygda

God søndag og velkommen til nye smakebiter! Jeg leser Sagaen om Isfolket for 11. gang! Sist jeg leste dem var i 2019, så det var på tide å hente dem frem igjen. Egentlig leser jeg dem fordi jeg er sykemeldt og trenger å slappe av med noe jeg vet jeg liker. Jeg har akkurat lest bok 31, så det er 15 igjen. Etterpå skal jeg lese Pappi; en familiesaga om drukkenskap av Mímir Kristjánsson. Jeg har…

[nonndrawz]

Streamer Kratos when someone asks if he's an ares in chat (he doesn't know what astrology is)

The creepers keep blowing up his base in Minecraft

(thumbnail(s) for my silly test video)

[thewrothode-if]

A historical low fantasy interactive fiction game set during the Viking Age.

DISCLAIMER: This story is based on historical events, people, and places. Some locations and characters are fictional, while others are not.

You were born to a mother who went mad and a father who grew to hate you.

A quiet night erupted into chaos as your mother, possessed by a force unknown, attempted to kill you. Years later, with your father now Jarl, he orders you to investigate the eerie silence enveloping his settlement in England.

The more you learn, the bigger it all seems to be. More Viking settlements are targeted and you are the only one who seems to have any sense of stopping it.

All the while, the voices in your mind swell and surge, a relentless tide which threatens to envelop your very soul.

"S̵̛̻̼̻̝̺̠̞̟͙̈́h̴͖͉͎̥͓̺̣̽͜ë̶̡̤̠̪͖̖́̎̽̄̀̏̂̚’̵̨͖̱͘s̵̢̨͔͇̟̳̙̹̙̜̊̀͂͗̑͗ ̵͙̜͙̮̘͎̘̝̭̆͂̓h̴͇͋̓e̷̛͈̮̼̿̌̅͗͠r̸̪̃͒͘͝ě̸̂͌̈̓͂́͝ͅ.̷̨̛̩̦̩̟͌͒́̿̒͜͠"

Play as a male or female.

Romance four characters with one secret option.

Have any choice be considered romantic, even if it's as simple as a grunt.

Shape your viking’s personality and see how other's react when you switch it up.

Choose which god you will follow; Mímir, Magni, Hermóðr or ….?

Will you let it overtake you?

♢THYRA - THE COLD WARRIOR. [F] She is cold and relentless in her efforts to snub you, yet her presence always lingers about. She is what you would call a friend, even though she would refuse such a title. When she is forced to accompany you to England, she seems to change. Enemy-friends to lovers, [REDACTED], tsundere.

♧GUNGIR - THE JARL'S SECOND-HAND. [M] He’s a gentle giant, always trying to befriend you, but you hate him. He is the ‘son’ your father always wanted. Though he never says it outright, you see it in the way he offers him a love you would never receive. So you have vowed to the gods above that no kindness will ever be shown to him, at least, not from you. Enemies to lovers (one-sided), puppy love, forced proximity.

♤RAUD - THE [REDACTED]. [M] A childhood friend from your past. He was a soft and gentle child, but now he’s changed. He’s a [REDACTED] and he has all forgotten your past together. When he looks at you, it’s filled with the desire to [REDACTED], not with the fondness once held in his eyes. Childhood friends to ??? to lovers, amnesia.

♡ANNE - THE STRANGE BARD. [F] A strange and merry woman you met in England. She says she’s a simple bard, playing her lute any chance she gets. Yet when she begs to come along on your voyage, your mistrust of her is unwavering. Strangers to lovers, [REDACTED], sunshine love.

☆??? - ??? [M] ??? Forbidden love, huge red flag, dark secret.

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Word Count: Prologue: 21,936. Chapter 1: 95,506. Chapter 2: Working on it! Total: 117,442.

[illumiera]

miraak, born healthy and strong as a flock of a dozen ravens gathered around his family's little house—a dark omen to some, a sign of kyne's favour to others—and abandoned by his father at birth because of a prophecy that his soul would be forged of the winged ones' fire, that a crown of storms would sit atop his head, and that he would stand over the bones of all atmora.

a baby whose mother called him mímir—the wise one, the rememberer—because of how knowing his bright blue eyes seemed, because of how seldom he seemed to cry, as if he already knew what the future held.

a strange, quiet boy, who stared often and spoke little unless it was to his mother or to the animals, who watched the ravens around him take flight and knew in his soul that he was meant to fly with them.

a boy who became a prisoner who became a dragonslayer who became a king who became a prisoner who became the dead resurrected: dragonborn, stormcrown, atmora's very own revenant.

[jotnasidr]

What is Jötnasiðr?

Jötnasiðr is a spiritual practice and system of magic channeled and received by practicing völva Emily Íviðja (@jaarnvidja) through contact with the Jötnar, the Norse primordial spirits of the cosmos and wild nature. This tradition is based in animism, folklore, Emily’s personal gnosis, and collaboration with other practitioners.

Who are the Jötnar?

The Jötnar (singular “jötunn”), are a group of spirits and divinities described in Northern mythos and folklore. They are commonly referred to as “giants” and “frost giants”. This is somewhat of a misnomer. The word “jötunn” (Old English: eoten) actually translates to devourer, or “one who consumes”. This clues us in to their true nature. The Jötnar are embodiments of primordial natural forces, particularly those outside human influence. They are ancient beings with the power to create and destroy, to birth and devour. They are ambiguous and neutral-aligned. This is evident throughout the sagas and Eddic texts. Many Jötnar, such as Ægir, Mímir, Skáði, and Gerðr, are friends of the gods (Aesir and Vanir groups) or have married into them. Other Jötnar like Surtr, Jörmungandr, and Fenrir are placed in opposition to the Aesir and Vanir. This has resulted in many Jötnar becoming demonized due to the Christian lense through which the Norse myths were written and transcribed. This demonization directly opposes the historical Northern European pagan worldview, which was based in animism, where nothing is black nor white. In this tradition, we seek to heal the rift between Midgardians and the Jötnar so that we may better understand and connect with these ancient divinities who deserve our reverence just as the Aesir and Vanir spirits do.

The Values of Jötnasiðr

Jötnasiðr is an animist practice. Animism is the belief that everything has a spirit or soul and is thus conscious. These spirits and energies can be communed with and worked with in order to garner wisdom and channel magic energy into rituals and spells. A practitioner of Jötnasiðr will treat everything in the world with respect and compassion. We do not see the world as mundane nor magical - everything is connected and intertwined. We work along with the energies of our environments, connecting to the ancient rhythms of Jörð (the Earth), in order to walk our Path and practice our Way.

What Jötnasiðr is NOT

Jötnasiðr is an inclusive practice. It is not homophobic, transphobic, xenophobic, racist, or white supremacist. Hatred and prejudice towards others is not welcome. This is not the way of the Jötnar. Jötnasiðr is not associated with Þursatrú or Raven Kaldera’s Northern Tradition Paganism/Rökkatrú.

[ruined-blog]

Can you please draw kid Mímir meeting kid Demios??? I think it would be sweet to see Kratos's brothers both get to know each other!!! I hope they can get along but I think Demios might be possessive/attached to Kratos because they seemed very close as children. So Deimos might be jealous of Mímir but what do you think???

He so would be jealous, maybe not about the head chopping thing tho

I sleep now

Any criticism is appreciated!

[imaginethatneathuh]

Savior: Baldur - God of War (2018)

Baldur x reader, potential friendship, platonic.

The reader saves Baldur and offers their help.

TW/CW: Mentions of death and murder.

Word Count: 1.4+K

•

Accompanying Kratos and Atreus was dangerous. You had figured that out early on after they had stumbled upon you trying to escape a Draugr attack. The two had saved your life; as such, you couldn’t help but want to try to help them in return. You didn’t have many skills valuable to them, but you did have a keen eye and were more emotionally in tune than your companions. It had prevented a fair few fights. That doesn’t mean they always listened to you, as Atreus and Kratos were an 11-year-old boy and an ancient man the size of a giant from some far-off land. They had their beliefs and thought processes, so no matter how much sense you made, they sometimes ignored your advice. You and Mímir did get along reasonably well, though.

During your travels, you met Baldur. The god had repeatedly attacked your new friends. Thankfully, he didn't see you as much of anything besides a nuisance, and you'd made sure not to be much else.

Despite not caring much about Baldur, you could tell what his mother did to him seriously fucked with his head. It was painfully obvious and hurt to see. Of course, you'd heard of him before; he was a god, after all. But to be faced with his actions and truly listen to his words was something else entirely. You held a sort of sadness in your heart for him, a kinship in some ways. It wasn't pity quite yet, but it was getting there.

So, when Atreus had begged his father to save Freya as Baldur began choking her, you decided to step in. Knowing Kratos, his answer would likely be killing the god. You didn’t know why, but you didn’t want that to happen.

"Wait!" You shouted at Baldur.

His bright blue eyes glared at you over his shoulder.

Nervously, you shifted, white-knuckling your bag’s strap.

"You want her to hurt, right?" You asked before licking your lips nervously. You eyed Kratos beside you, a silent way of telling him to stand down. Once you were sure he got the hint, you turned and locked eyes with Baldur again. "If you want her to hurt as much as possible, take it from someone who knows; let her live."

Baldur squinted at you in surprise and confusion. "What?" he asked, completely bewildered—bewildered enough to loosen his grip ever so slightly.

Sucking in a few more breaths before leveling out your breathing.

"Freya is your mother. She loves you with all of her heart. She wants to protect you no matter what. But, now," you said, trailing off. "I mean, come on," you laughed lightly, "Her curse is broken. She's failed to protect you. She has lost you, Baldur. In every way that matters, she has lost you."

Your eyes flickered down to his hands. His firm grip had loosened further as he’d listened to you.

"You kill her now, and she won't get to experience the paranoia and fear that comes with never knowing if you're dead or not. You kill her now, and her days will never be filled with worry and uncertainty. Shit!" You laugh again. "If you kill her now, she won't be able to go to your funeral. What's a worse fate than that!? I mean, seriously, you better than anyone should know that the worst fates aren't the physical but the mental, right? Why get it over with here and now when you can let her stew for years and years and let her feel just a tiny bit of what you felt? Let her live, Baldur, and die knowing that is the worst fate you can give to her." You looked over at Kratos. "You're a parent. How would you feel if that was the fate of you and Atreus?"

Kratos’ stone-set face crunched p ever so slightly as he thought about your words. The mere thought of Atreus dying before him and never knowing was more unnerving than anything he’d felt in a very long time. He was slow to answer, but that wasn’t surprising. "I would rather die than go through that," he replied quietly and honestly.

Atreus blinked in surprise at his father's answer, but a small smile slipped its way forward at his father’s words.

You met Baldur's gaze again, your shoulders pushed back and breathing steady. "See, even Kratos agrees. And getting him to agree with me is stupidly hard." Carefully, you approached him but still maintained a distance. After a beat of silence, you spoke again, "To let her live is to make her suffer.”

Your gaze did not waver from Baldur’s, and he searched for any sign of a lie or trick.

Finding nothing, he nodded, releasing her.

Freya fell with a thud, slightly gripping at her own throat. She took a few unsteady breaths, bracing her arm against the ground.

Baldur did not look at her; he simply walked away, his barren feet making obvious tracks as he left.

You? You just sighed in relief.

"And everybody gets to live another day,” you said before slightly chuckling.

Kratos and you locked eyes briefly. It was enough time for him to nod in approval of your actions, grateful he didn’t have to act, before turning his attention to his son and Freya.

You weren’t sure what your next actions would be, but you knew you were concerned about Baldur. Someone had to check on him. Getting the ability to feel back after years of nothingness must be rough on atrophied senses.

•

Following Baldur's tracks, you walked after him. After getting within visual distance, you jogged to catch up.

"Hey, are you okay?" You asked, practically hopping to keep up with his rather long strides.

Baldur stopped in his tracks at the sound of your voice. Still, he refused to look at you, instead studying the snow and mud on the ground. One of his fists remained solidly clenched while his other hand rubbed against his trousers. His entire face was contorted in some unidentified emotion. He seemed unnerved—maybe frazzled would be a better word? You weren’t sure.

Since he’d stopped, you managed to catch up with him, hopping around his body in an attempt to get him to face you as you spoke. "Look, I know you probably really wanted to kill her, and, ya know, that's probably still an option if you really want to, but letting her suffer is worth it. Trust me. Also, she kinda deserves it, from what I can tell. Overprotective parents kinda suck, ya know? Well, obviously, you'd know, but still…"

You were rambling now, and you knew it, but you couldn't help but continue talking. To you, it felt like if you stopped, Baldur would change his mind and go after Freya—or maybe he’d kill you or something.

You weren’t sure about anything right now, just that you needed to keep talking.

Unfortunately, you weren't paying attention while talking and slipped on some ice.

Just when you thought you were going to end up on your ass, Baldur caught you.

Unsurprisingly, his hands were rough and heavy, but his touch was much gentler than you expected. He was gentler than Kratos usually was, almost like he was afraid of breaking you like he didn’t know his own strength. Baldur studied you for a moment, his hands lingering.

"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper.

You gave a strained smile, not used to this type of softness from anyone, much less someone you thought didn't care about others. "Peachy. Thanks." You weren’t sure how else to respond.

He hummed before looking at where your bodies connected, at the arms. Baldur's head tilted slightly as his eyes ran up your arms and over your face. His fingers traced your skin as if figuring out what it was.

He knew, of course, but you could tell it was still a foreign feeling.

"Ya know," you said gently, "I-um, if you want, I could help with the whole being thrust back into the world of feeling shit. If you want? It's not like I got much else going on."

Baldur snorted and smiled as he met your gaze. "I- I would appreciate that, actually. I know my family isn't going to be much help."

You gave him another awkward smile and nodded. "Cool. Cool. Um, you can let go now, though."

He stepped away, snow crunching beneath his feet. "Sorry."

[nonndrawz]

GUYS THE GOW: RAGNARÖK DLC POSTER IS A REFERENCE TO GOW 2!!! I'M GONNA CRY!!! I LOVE THIS!!! LOOK HOW MUCH KRATOS HAS GROWN!!! I'M SO PROUD OF HIM!!!

[jasminewalkerauthor]

Deep dives into folklore: Norse mythology

Norse mythology is a rich and complex tapestry of tales, gods, and creatures that originated from the pre-Christian belief systems of the Norse people, who lived in what is now Scandinavia. These myths have been preserved primarily in two major sources: the Prose Edda, written by Snorri Sturluson in the 13th century, and the Poetic Edda, a collection of anonymous poems from earlier centuries. Together, they provide a fascinating glimpse into the worldview, cosmology, and cultural values of the ancient Norse people.

Cosmology: The Nine Worlds

Norse mythology describes a cosmology that is divided into nine interconnected worlds, held together by the World Tree, Yggdrasil. These worlds are:

Asgard: The realm of the Aesir gods, including Odin, Thor, and Frigg. Asgard is often associated with the sky and serves as the dwelling place of the divine.

Midgard: The realm of humans, representing the Earth. Midgard is connected to Asgard by the Bifrost, a rainbow bridge.

Vanaheim: Home to the Vanir gods, a group of deities associated with fertility, prosperity, and nature. The Aesir and Vanir fought a war in the past but eventually established a truce.

Jotunheim: Inhabited by the Jotnar, or giants, who are often portrayed as antagonists to the Aesir. Not all giants are malevolent, and some even form alliances with the gods.

Alfheim: The realm of the Light Elves, benevolent and ethereal beings associated with light and beauty.

Svartalfheim: Home to the Dwarves, skilled craftsmen and blacksmiths who create powerful artifacts for the gods.

Nidavellir: Another realm associated with Dwarves, specifically known for its connection to the creation of the legendary hammer Mjolnir, wielded by Thor.

Helheim: The realm of the dead, ruled by the goddess Hel. It is a realm for those who did not die in battle and is often described as a cold and dreary place.

Muspelheim: A realm of fire and heat, inhabited by fire giants and ruled by the fire giant Surtr. Muspelheim is associated with chaos and destruction.

The Pantheon of Gods

The Norse pantheon is composed of a diverse array of deities, each with distinct personalities, domains, and roles. Some of the key gods include:

Odin: The Allfather and chief of the Aesir. Odin is associated with wisdom, war, poetry, and magic. He sacrificed an eye at Mímir's well to gain knowledge.

Thor: The thunder god, known for his incredible strength and his powerful hammer, Mjolnir. Thor is a defender of Asgard and Midgard.

Frigg: Odin's wife and queen of the Aesir. She is associated with fertility, motherhood, and wisdom.

Loki: A trickster god and shape-shifter, often causing mischief among the gods. Despite being a Jotunn, he forms complicated alliances with the Aesir.

Balder: The god of beauty, light, and joy. Balder's death becomes a significant event in Norse mythology, leading to Ragnarok.

Freya: A goddess associated with love, beauty, and fertility. She is also skilled in magic and has a connection to the Valkyries.

Ragnarok: The End of the World

Norse mythology predicts a cataclysmic event known as Ragnarok, signaling the end of the world and the rebirth of a new cycle. During Ragnarok, a series of events unfold, leading to the downfall of many gods, the destruction of Yggdrasil, and the submersion of the world in water. The surviving gods and two human survivors will then emerge to repopulate the world and begin a new era.

Norse mythology provides a rich and multifaceted view of the world, blending elements of creation, destruction, fate, and free will. The stories and characters within this mythology continue to captivate readers and have left a lasting impact on popular culture, influencing literature, art, and entertainment for centuries. The intricate web of relationships among gods, giants, elves, and humans creates a narrative tapestry that reflects the complexities of the human experience and the forces that shape the world.

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[typical-fat-tiger]

You mentioned that this was intended to be your art blog, so I was wondering if the banner here is one of your drawings

yeah thats one of my drawings. I used to draw mostly back when things were really bad for me, since it was one of the only outlets I had at that time. I spent a lot of time drawing scenes that conveyed what my feelings were at the time. a lot of the time they came out really abstract, but that one in particular came out pretty cohesive

what this was supposed to represent was a lot of the feelings I had regarding my struggle with derealization. the disconnect I felt from the world I kind of associated with the concept of being present but after the fact. you’re only there for the aftermath, and not as part of it, but merely a spectator of it. I thought this scene conveyed a cold night at a cold and windy beach, remnants of humans could be spotted on the cliff showing that someone was there before, but there’s no one there to witness the shooting star. the world existed without me being part of it. another thing I would do is always use the music I was listening to as inspiration for the scenes, and this one can be directly attributed to "It Was Hot, We Stayed in the Water" by The Microphones.

I don't have much other art to really show since it's all just a bunch of low-skill-level doodles. It's usually all relevant to a comic I was writing very briefly around that time, called The Forest of Memories (I didn't intend for this to be referencing or inspired by NieR Replicant's Forest of Myth, but it's very similar in-concept.) Here's all that survives from it but I didn't think to put the words in better spots, but it's all read left to right.

I think it also conveys how it feels to have significant memory loss due to dissociation, since that's something I've struggled with for a long time now. I don't think that's what I was going for, but that's what it looks like in hindsight at least. I put a lot of nonsense in the backgrounds half for symbolism and half because none of it matters to the main character, since he feels disconnected from it in the first place.

There was also a lot of emphasis on the fact that there's a difference between how Mímir is in reality vs how he is in his dreams. I didn't have nightmares during this time nearly as often as I just had dreams where bad things were happening and the circumstances were grim, but I wasn't necessarily bothered by them, I was either numb to them or they seemed normal to me in the dream. It's also worth noting that telling dream from reality was difficult, and that kind of carried over to the comic. In both of the above images, Mímir is asleep, and which version is the dream differs. In the first one he's dreaming of a world of color when he exists only in black and white, while in the second one it shows his colored reality dreaming of the black and white world.

Astute viewers may have also known that there's a huge theme of moons in all of these drawings, and they happened right around the time where I would go outside at 3 am during dissociative episodes and just stare at the moon trying to feel connected to anything.

[meep9898]

“I can’t afford to be a mere bystander while The Feeding Faction continues to run amok. I must put an end to their plans. I must hone the powers and knowledge bestowed upon me by Mímir to bring Justice and Peace into this fattened world or everything will succumb into chaos. I must…develop new abilities.”