#queen of hel

[phoenixyfriend]

...who is in your pfp?

Leah of Hel, from the Gillen and McKelvie run of Young Avengers.

(Or rather, a hallucination of her given life, form, power, and some degree of free will/autonomy by Loki's guilt)

I've cosplayed two versions of her, the one in my pfp, and the one from Angela: Queen of Hel.

[niksrandomshit]

[super-hero-confessions]

[hel-unleashed]

I made these couple icons for a local con I'm attending next week, so feel free to use them!

If you do, just remember to credit me ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

[kastillia]

All the world will join the chorus of the dead...

[aemondwhoresworld]

helaena scene but feels like an old oil painting

who next?

[yolouat]

its always a destiny obsessed/religious repressed lesbian with mommy issues x bisexual girlboss who wants to decide her own fate

[ellewod]

careful aemond……….. careful

[helaenathequeenmaker]

Poking around in Queen Helaena Targaryen's jewellery box...

[ennawrite]

obsessed with how one of the big theories leading up to HOFAS was Azriel being a Prince of Hel just for Ember Quinlan to say this when she saw Nesta:

Like yesssss thats mother, the Queen of Queens, a Prince of Hel, Lady Death AND Valykrie ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[hel-phoenyx]

Matilda III belongs to @corneille-but-not-the-author

Some insight on a cycle of hate

I walk in the throne room, face blank and head low, like always since the crowning.

A second earlier I let Tyrfing go. The prince was there. Two years younger, a prodigy, and yet, still a child. We don't know who his father is, but I have my ideas. I simply know I won't ever expose my doubts to his mother.

My head would fall anyway.

Like many others before me.

I let go of my child and almost immediatly he ran towards hers. I don't like how close they seem to be, but I say nothing. He need to be integrated in the castle anyway. If it's next to the future king, then so be it. Keep your friends close ans your enemies closer. This is why I still go to the palace.

Harald is not with me. That's good. He always bows so low to her and I hate that. In another world, he would have been my king, or even just my prince, and she would be nothing.

She's there, sitting on the throne, her face dangerously calm. I don't like that calm. It is always presage of a storm. But now I have a child that can control them.

One day, he will erase that smile from your face.

"Your Majesty."

I bow down to her, like any noble would. I don't have my sword in, as any noble would. But I am not any noble. I am the heir of the af Mundir, and I am her biggest political threat while being in no position to fight.

She looks at me with the same expression on her face. Calm. But this is only a mask. I've gotten quite good reading other people's expressions. I saw Odin's before he plunged his sword in my father's back.

I never, ever, forgave him. But she is far, far worse.

"What brings you here, Karan ?"

She says my name with a hint of disgust. I disgust her. She disgusts me, too. We all know that, and we both know that contrary to her, I have to keep civil, or my family's heads are to be cut off.

I hate that so much.

"I'm here to bring you Harald's reports on his last raids."

"Why couldn't he tell me himself ?"

My jaw clenches. You know why. You sent him out again almost immediatly. He didn't have enough time to tell you about the Inkan progress on our sea. He could only give me his written records before sailing away. Again.

You don't want him near me. You want me all alone and helpless, me that never could learn how to fight. The only condition for my survival is that I would stay helpless.

I don't even know how to read because of what you embody.

"He's at sea again, fighting. But he give me the written records. Here they are."

"Read them to me."

That smile. That damned smile. You want to humiliate me, you want to push me over the edge, you want me to hate you so I could deal the first blow. I won't. This is a fight I'll lose. I know it far too well.

I don't mind playing the long game.

I want to curse you so badly. In place, I just give you the records.

"Here. he wanted them to be read by you only."

A good way to recover and not be insubordinate, even though we both know what it is really like. I held the records, she takes them, read them, while I'm standing in front of her throne I saw bloodied multiple times.

You still haven't killed me and I know that it is not from the misery of your heart. You killed all of my supports, but I'm still standing. And it is not because of Harald, strong enough to have earned his own name, or Brynhild, the only one from my father's government yours still listened to.

You want me dead. But you want me dead in a ditch. Humiliated except of a martyr. You too are playing the long game. I see it in the way you put your hands on your child's shoulders, that prince everyone says is a prodigy. This is not your prodigy. It's your weapon. You want to secure your place. I want to throw you out of it.

I have the power of Ocean on my side. You have War's.

Let's see which weapon is actually the strongest.

[queen-scribbles]

*emerges from Minas Elendúr covered in sweat and grime* Hey guys, guess what title Hal just earned :D

[petrichorblue94]

We all agree that Wren x Oak is giving Hel x Balder right? (I barely know anything about Norse mythology with the exception of A Witch’s Heart, Marvel and the myth about Loki and Sigyn). And in Witch’s Heart Hel and Balder were a thing.

(if you loved the second acotar duology you’ll love the witch’s heart)

[dulcewrites]

I have a question about modern fcc. Why you insist on Myrah being a baby machine? Like you said maybe 2 years ago that she is much more than just a mother so why you write her as such that only when she popped up 4 babies (and wants to have 5 one because she has middle age crisis and wants to be 20 again) she is worth something? If they had only Baelor it'd be alright, her worth doesn't depend on whether she births 10 children for targ dynasty lolll

I was thinking about just blocking you (like I’ve done for most if not all the ignorant frankly delusional people I get in my inbox) but I actually want to show people why I genuinely dislike writing for this fandom now. Not saying my writing is perfect or I haven’t made mistakes bc I know I have but like really…. Is this necessary???

[ravensegg13]

Feeling devotional tonight, so I decided to post a weird poem I made for Hel.

My Lady Death

Her piercing gaze goes soft for me

Her child

Her pupil

“Hail the Black Sheep”

She tells me, always standing beside me

Saving me from myself

O’ Goddess,

You who loves me so,

You who has been by my side

Who has shown me my power

How I thank you

I never worry about how worthy I am of your love

Because I know that my life will be forever

And so will your love

And I know your love is eternal… everlasting

So that love may never abandoned the souls which you watch over

You’ve built me up and brought me down over and over again

To which I thank you even more.

Without you, I couldn’t have been this knowing

This aware of your mysterious ways

O’ Death how I love you so

Lady Death kisses my neck, with her skeletal hand on my shoulder

Through flickering flames, I see that my lady is there

Her love pierces my heart so wonderfully that I don’t ever want her to let go

She encourages me to stay on my right path and to not stray way from her

She possesses my body and shows me my future

She’s cynical

Shes direct

She’s benevolent

She’s my goddess

My mother

Goddess, from your womb I came.

From your bones, mine were formed

And from my birth, I've always known that I’ve been yours.

I am your Torn Prince

Allow me to rise from the dead and serve you until im forced back into the ground

Allow my eye to open when you’re near

Allow me your sight, you smell, your touch

For you’ve blessed me with it over and over again

Sympathy for the Devil is what you’ve sent me

Sympathy for your story

And sympathy for myself

You've brought me the confidence I require to be myself, my true self.

Pleased to meet you, from the moment I saw your face

And you saw it was time for me to change

To come into the power that you’ve given me

[yourehalfaworldaway]

“I will love you, even when all the mortals have forgotten about us and we are nothing but stardust.”