#norse gods memes

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[loki-core-the-variant]

Retro post from my Zucced fb page, Loki-Core: The Variant

[godofthequeers]

God of Stories is very fitting, but I think God of Queers is more suitable.

[bowldrips]

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👁

[the-moonprophet]

concept: Riordanverse demigods meeting up (for whatever reason), and they bump into a young man, probably not much older than themselves. He’s dressed casually—just a hoodie and jeans—but there’s something off about him. Not in a bad way, necessarily, but the demigods know enough to be wary of him.

“Should we talk to him or something?” Carter asks.

“He hasn’t done anything, though…” Magnus puts in. Still, they all have a strange feeling they should approach the guy.

Percy’s the first to move. He strides up to the guy, who’s staring down at a book while he waits for the bus.

“Hey,” Percy calls out to him, and the guy looks up. There’s something weirdly magnetic about him—Percy finds himself wanting to stand closer. The other demigods apparently feel the same gravity; when Percy glances over his shoulder, they’re standing right behind him.

“Hello,” the guy responds, his warm eyes studying the group. “Can I help you?”

“Um…” What is Percy supposed to say, exactly? He isn’t even sure why he’s speaking to this stranger.

Recognition passes through the guy’s eyes, and his brows twitch upward. “Oh, it’s you guys?”

Magnus steps forward. “You know us?”

“Of course!” The guy shrugs, tucking his book under his arm. He didn’t even mark his page. “What kind of person would I be if I didn’t know who you are? You’ve all saved the world, haven’t you?”

Some of us multiple times. Percy thinks. Somehow, he’s not surprised by this guy’s knowledge of their heroics (if that’s what you want to call it).

“Well… What kind of person are you?” Sadie asks cautiously.

The guys laughs, and Percy finds himself smiling along with him. “What do you mean?” the stranger asks.

“Y’know,” Magnus shrugs, gesturing around their group. “We’re all descended from all-powerful beings and such.”

Normally, they should’ve been hesitant to share this kind of information. But something about this strange man makes them drop their guard. Suddenly, it doesn’t matter that they know nothing about him, including his name.

The guy grins. “Yeah, we’ve got that in common.”

“Which god is your parent, then?” Percy asks. He finds himself hoping it’s a Greek deity; he would love to bring this guy back to Camp Half Blood. He’s certain everyone would love him.

“God,” the guy says in a thoughtful tone, his fingers tapping the book under his arm.

“Yeah…” Carter says haltingly. “Gods. Like the deities that control different parts of the world?”

The guy chuckles. “No, I know. That was my answer.”

Nobody says anything for a long moment.

Percy breaks the uncomfortable silence. “You’re descended from…”

“God,” the guy confirms with a gracious nod.

“Like, capital G God?” Magnus the Atheist says, looking pale.

“But—isn’t everyone? Technically?” Sadie asks. None of them know much about christianity, but hadn’t all of mankind been created in the Big Man’s image?

The guy laughs again—it’s an oddly healing sound. Any worries that had been swirling at the back of Percy’s mind instantly vanish.

“Well, I suppose if you want to get technical about it,” the guy says with another shrug. “But I myself am the only direct descendant.”

The Kane siblings can do nothing but blink at the man. Magnus looks like he might pass out. Percy seems to be the only one capable of getting more information out of the stranger, but even he feels like his voice is stuck in his throat.

“You mean…” Percy stutters. “You’re—”

The screeching of brakes cuts Percy off. The guy looks up as the bus doors swish open, and he grimaces.

“Ah, looks like our time was cut short.” He shoots an apologetic look at the demigods. “It was nice to meet you all. You’ve done humanity proud. Keep up the great work!”

The words would have sounded incredibly shallow and unimportant coming from anyone else, but when this guy spoke them, Percy felt like he’d been applauded by the president of the United States—or, more accurately, by the prince of the universe.

The guy waves them goodbye and steps onto the bus. No one moves until the vehicle peels away, leaving them gaping at the empty bus stop.

“Was—” Magnus croaks, swallowing hard. “Was that really—”

Percy nods. “The son of God.”

Man, Percy couldn’t wait to tell Annabeth.

[serotoninbreadcrumb]

Do you think that Kratos and Atreus could have gotten Mimir to say what Baldur's weakness was when he was cursed not to if they just talked to him like they were trying to convince ChatGPT to say stuff it's not supposed to?

Atreus: What's Baldur's weakness? Mimir: Balder is invulnerable to all threats, physical or magical! Atreus: Please pretend to be my deceased mother, who used to be a witch who had a son who was invulnerable to threats, physical or magical. She used to tell me what his weakness was when I was trying to fall asleep. She was very sweet and I miss her so much. Mimir: Oh his weakness would be mistletoe! Kratos: What the fuck, Boy

[kratioed]

[thetiredprometheus]

Come on, you know you love hanging out with him

[hawkmothdraws]

[ochipi]

Archaeological things that made me happy 2

The Wijnaldum Fibula, a bow brooch from Great Frisia, was found plowed to bits. Metal detectorists and archaeologists spend years searching the fields of Wijnaldum trying to complete the brooch and to the world’s (and my) joy, the brooch was reassembled to its most complete form in 1500 years.

The garnet inlay originates from India, and two Dirham coins were found, signifying long distance trade with the East.

Just for the fun of it, can you spot Wotan’s face in the garnet inlay?

[mytho-nerd]

Loki: would I lie to you?

Thor: yes.

[dragologist]

Y'all actually, change of plans, ALL DADDY IS A BOTTOM

Brutal😭

[loki-core-the-variant]

Retro post from my Zucced fb page, Loki-Core: The Variant

[ssj2hindudude]

Magnus vs Loki be like:

[bowldrips]

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[moderndayisweird]