#Badass Viking Women

[faeymouse]

Lagertha 'Power Moves Only' Lothbrok continuously being one of the best characters in Vikings is so great. Would topple mountains and drink oceans dry and extinguish the Sun for her.

#babbles #vikings #lagertha #i could really go on for a long ahh time but to summarize #i really love the way masculinity and femininity intersect with her (and Ragnar too but that's a different post) #like here she is a badass shieldmaiden easily able to hold her own against anyone. yet the show isn't afraid to make her feminine and #gentle and a great mom and a great woman to other women #like she's quickly shaping up to be not just one of my faves in this show but one of my faves ever

[ochipi]

Now that HBO’s “House of the Dragon” is out I want old YouTube to return with an overflow of tutorials on how to do the hairstyles so instead of doing beach waves girls can look badass

#hbo #hotd #house of the dragon #YouTube #hairstyles #tutorials #youtube tutorial #Vikings #rhaenyra targaryen #badass #badass hairstyles #Viking braids #braids #empower women #female empowerment #beach waves

[bellaxgiornata]

Falling For the Devil [Part twenty-four: "The Devil and the Baker"]

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader

Summary: You, Karen, and Marci go Halloween costume shopping. Days later, the three of you meet Matt and Foggy at the bar for Halloween.

Or

Matt uses his hands to figure out what your costume is–-or an excuse to feel you up. Then you both spend a very sexually tense evening at the bar in a dangerous game of secret public foreplay.

[Series of one-shots about Reader meeting, falling for, and dating Matt Murdock.]

Warnings: 18+ for this series; contains humor, fluff, romance, angst, smut (like...a lot of it later in the series), language, some violence

Word Count: 4.7k

a/n: This installment actually has a naughty part two smupdate called "The Leather Couch" to look forward to afterwards. But there's lots of Spicy Matty in this one! You can find all of the installments for this series on tumblr here.

“What did you say you and Foggy were going as?” Karen asked Marci.

Your eyes scanned the rows of women’s Halloween costumes the three of you were standing before, spotting everything from witches and clowns to sexy maids and cats. You still weren’t entirely sure what you were going to dress up as and Matt had been adamant about not sharing his costume with you. The plethora of choices surrounding you wasn’t helping, either.

"Sexy cop and criminal," Marci answered, standing in front of the handful of various sexy cop costume variations. "I entirely plan to handcuff him to our bed in that little orange jumpsuit and have my way with him later."

"Wouldn't expect anything less from you," you muttered, eyes still scanning the rows of costumes. "What're you thinking of dressing as, Karen? I'm entirely lost here."

Karen sighed beside you, her shoulders sagging with the exhale. "I don't know," she replied. "I was already a skeleton last year. I just don't really feel like putting much thought into a costume when I'm only going to get drunk at a bar, you know?" Her hand reached out, grabbing onto one of the packages before the pair of you. "I don't know, maybe a pirate?" 

“Yeah, you need something a little fiery,” Marci said, apparently finally deciding on one of the many cop costumes before her and pulling it off the rack. 

You paused in front of a costume, a large smile stretching across your face. Grabbing it, you turned and held it out to Karen. “Sexy viking,” you told her. “Totally you.”

Marci’s face lit up as she stepped over, throwing an arm on Karen’s shoulder excitedly. “Yes! It’s badass and totally hot.”

A small grin was on Karen’s face as she accepted the package from your hand, scanning the image on the front of it. “You two sure I can pull this off?” she asked hesitantly.

“With your legs in that little skirt?” Marci asked her. “Uh, yeah. Most definitely.”

Karen shot you a questioning look, one brow raised. You nodded instantly at her.

“That faux suede bralette thing is screaming your name,” you told her.

“Alright, alright, you’ve both convinced me,” she relented. “I’ll be a sexy viking this year.”

Marci’s mischievous gaze landed on you next, a devious smile on her mouth. “We need to find you something sexy for a certain Mr. Murdock,” she purred.

“Oh,” you said hesitantly, “I don’t know if I was going to necessarily go for sexy…”

“Oh come on, live a little!” Marci cried out. “I’m sure Matt would love touching all of that exposed skin all night.”

Karen held up the package with the viking costume, flashing you the image of the skimpily clad woman on it. “If I’m being something sexy, so are you,” she pressed.

With a sigh you gave in. “Fine,” you conceded, quickly holding up a finger and adding, “but nothing too revealing, okay?” 

Marci grinned, turning and grabbing a costume off of the rack and showing it to you. Your eyes went wide before you immediately shook your head.

“Absolutely not!” you declined as Karen giggled.

“What? You don’t want to see just how much of a good Catholic boy he is?” Marci teased, waving the sexy nun costume at you.

“Uh, his mom’s a nun? Kinda weird right there,” you told her, entirely vetoing the idea.

“Ohh, how about a sexy nurse?” Karen suggested, grabbing the costume and showing it to you, waggling her eyebrows meaningfully. “Maybe he needs you to patch him up later?”

You blushed, the idea sounding a little tempting. He would find it amusing and you were sure he’d make some sexual comment to you later–that alone made the idea even more tempting.

“Maybe,” you whispered. “I’ll keep it in mind.”

“Oh!” Marci exclaimed, grabbing a costume off the rack and holding it out to you. “Sexy judge! You could do some real fun roleplaying with that later, if you know what I mean,” she said, shooting you a sly wink.

And like hell if that also didn’t sound like fun.

“ No ,” Karen breathed out, her hand flying up and grabbing a package from further down the rack, whirling around to you with a knowing smile on her face. “This one.”

You bit your lip, fighting back the smile that was growing on your face as you eyed it. Marci gasped, throwing an arm around your shoulder.

“Now that is one way to find out just how good of a Catholic boy he is,” Marci teased. "And you'd look hot as hell in it."

You grabbed the sexy devil costume from Karen; it was certainly not something you’d have normally picked for yourself. It was a short red pleather corset-style dress where the bottom flared out and wasn’t so form fitting that you'd feel too self-conscious all night. Though it looked like it would just barely cover your ass. There was a devil’s tail attached to the back of the dress and a headband with some devil horns. But the sexiest part of it was probably the thigh-high red fishnet garter socks. And like hell if you weren’t getting some ideas about Halloween night with Matt after the bar just looking at this costume.

And on top of that, it felt a little like openly claiming The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen as yours. He was always your Devil, but for Halloween night you could be his devil. And you were sure he’d appreciate that sentiment.

“Yeah,” you said, glancing up at Karen with a grin. “This is definitely my costume.”

_________

Sliding out of the backseat of the taxi behind Karen, you tried hard to not flash anything underneath your costume. The pleather skirt truly did only just cover your ass, which would be dangerous if you had any reason to bend over tonight. Or if you fell in the three inch heels Marci and Karen had somehow convinced you to wear despite the fact that you'd be drinking tonight. 

"You said they were already here waiting for us?" Karen asked over her shoulder.

You adjusted your dress and the devil horn headband on your head as Marci slid out of the taxi after you.

"Yeah," she answered. "Fog said they were waiting for us outside. Just look for the bright orange jumpsuit."

You and Karen scanned the groups of costume-clad individuals along the sidewalk outside of the bar. Marci was beside you, openly readjusting her tits in the skin tight jumpsuit she had unzipped quite low. Karen started laughing beside you and you glanced at her with a questioning brow.

"They're over there," Karen choked out between laughs, shaking her head as she pointed. "I'm sorry but Matt looks ridiculous."

Your gaze followed where Karen’s finger was pointing. The orange jumpsuit Foggy was wearing caught your eye first until your attention slid to Matt beside him. A hand flew up to your mouth as you laughed. Even from this distance you saw Matt grin beside Foggy, apparently hearing your reaction. 

The three of you made your way over to the pair of them, weaving past the groups of people on the sidewalk. You lost it all over again as you finally reached them. Karen was right, he did look ridiculous, but in an incredibly sexy way.

There was a little white chef's hat on his head and what looked like a few smears of flour on his face underneath his dark glasses. The costume he had on was a pair of tight fitting dress pants and a white and brown pinstriped shirt, the sleeves of which landed just before his forearms and left them exposed to your great delight. There was a brown vest over the top of the shirt, and topping all of that off was a dark apron complete with more flour smears. But what was really killing you was what was written on the apron. It read 'Making them buns' and you snorted loudly upon reading it, completely losing it all over again. 

"What are you supposed to be, a chef?" Marci asked him.

"I'm clearly a baker," Matt told her, gesturing at his apron. "Obviously, if I'm making them buns."

"My idea," Foggy cut in. "With how often I've had to hear him tell me about all the cake jokes about his ass recently."

You were biting your lip, fighting back another round of laughs. That's when Foggy realized what you were wearing and he shook his head, grinning.

"Should have figured you'd dress up as a–"

"Shh!" Marci swatted at her husband, cutting Foggy off. "Matt can use his hands to figure out her costume."

You saw the mischievous smirk immediately draw over Matt's mouth and the way one of his brows rose in extreme interest at Marci’s words. The sight caused your pulse to race a little. The three of you had discussed this in the taxi as you rode over and it had sounded like a good idea at the time, but now you were getting nervous at the prospect of Matt openly roving his hands all over your body. 

"Oh?" Matt curiously asked you. "You mean I have an excuse to feel you up right here and now?" 

Yeah, you were definitely rethinking this idea now with that coy look on his face. This man was purposely going to give you a heart attack.

“Uh, I suppose so,” you answered nervously, feeling shy with your friends standing nearby.

When you didn’t move, Karen nudged you forward into Matt, shooting you a pointed look. You turned to her, about to protest, but she was already focused on Marci and Foggy.

“Hey, why don’t we jump in line and give them a minute,” Karen suggested.

“Yeah, good idea,” Marci agreed, grabbing Foggy’s hand. She shot you a sly look as she added, “But I’m pretty sure Matt is going to need more than a minute.”

The three of them wandered off to join the queue for the bar and your attention returned to Matt before you. That coy smirk was still spread over his lips, his gaze never having left you.

“So now that we’re alone,” he said after a moment, his tone provocative and full of meaning as he paused and licked his lips. “Can I try to guess your costume?”

Your eyes were focused on his mouth, those plump, pink lips now glistening slightly from where his tongue had just wet them. Heart rate spiking a little more, you nodded slowly. 

“Here,” he said, hands rising to your waist, but the moment his hands made contact with the plastic-y pleather of your dress he abruptly stopped, a wicked expression forming on his face. “Oh? Was not expecting that,” he mused, both of his thumbs lightly rubbing along the material of the dress.

A smile spread across his face as he turned, trading places with you so that you were standing against the brick wall of the bar and Matt was standing in front of you. To block everyone else’s view, you quickly realized. Your heart thudded a little harder in your chest at that knowledge.

“You’re awfully quiet, are you alright with this?” he asked.

“Yeah,” you breathed out.

Upon your consent, his hands slowly slid their way up your hips, climbing higher as the smirk grew on his face. Gradually they snaked their way up over your rib cage until both of his large palms paused at your breasts. The contrast between the heat of his hands with the cold of your skin in the late October evening had goosebumps dappling every inch of your bare skin. Matt squeezed your breasts roughly over the material of your dress and you gasped out, thighs tightening together.

“I have no idea what you are,” he whispered, tone low and sultry, “but I am quite enjoying finding out.”

“You uh, might have more luck with feeling the back of it,” you told him, voice wavering a little.

A playful noise vibrated in his throat before he gave your breasts one last squeeze, and then his hands were quickly sliding down your body, making their way to the back of the dress. Eventually he found the little devil’s tail and you saw his brows furrow as his hands felt along the length of it.

“Well, clearly a tail,” he thought aloud. “Are you a cat? Even though–” his head tilted to the side as his eyes narrowed behind his lenses, hands still touching the tail, “–this doesn’t quite feel like a cat’s tail.”

You shook your head along the brick wall you were pressed up against, smiling a little. “No, not a cat,” you told him.

“Hmm,” he hummed out, his smile returning. "What color is the dress?"

"Red," you answered quickly.

His hands dropped lower, gliding down over the curve of your ass. Feeling his fingers splay wide over each cheek beneath the fabric, he abruptly gave your ass a firm squeeze next. You bit your lip, fighting the growing heat between your thighs. You both were, after all, still in public.

“Well isn’t this short?” he murmured when the tips of his fingers grazed your actual ass under the dress, the fabric having ridden up while he’d been roughly kneading your ass. “Oh, sweetheart,” he almost purred, both hands having fully slipped under the back of the dress to grab at your bare ass. “Are you not wearing anything under this?” he whispered into your ear, the tip of his nose nuzzling into your cheek.

“Just–just a thong,” you answered, brain feeling like it was turning to mush in your skull with the way his calloused hands were openly playing with your ass. “Wasn’t feeling quite that daring tonight.”

Matt stepped closer to you and you could feel the slight bulge forming in his pants and pressing into your leg. His forehead dropped down to your shoulder, resting there as his nails lightly dug into the flesh beneath his hands. You fought back a moan, trapping it in your throat.

“I don’t even care about the bar at this point,” he said slowly, head still buried along your bare shoulder. “I just want to fuck you.”

A wave of pure want and arousal washed its way down your body and your eyes briefly closed, trying hard to control yourself. “We should–should probably stay for just a bit, at least,” you stammered out. Though your own desire to have his cock buried in you was making you want to grab a taxi and leave, too.

He sighed against your skin, his hands loosening their grasp on your ass and sliding down the back of your legs, but then he abruptly stiffened against the front of you. One of his fingers tugged at the fishnet thigh-high stockings you had on and you couldn’t resist the smile. Both of his hands began feeling around your thighs as a little whine came from his throat.

“Sweetie, are you wearing fishnet stockings and a garter?” he asked.

“Yeah,” you whispered.

He inhaled sharply, a faint groan coming from him next. “Fuck,” he throatily ground out. “You want to torture me tonight, don’t you, sweetheart?”

“I wasn’t exactly expecting this reaction,” you admitted.

Matt lifted his head, gently nipping at your shoulder. A shudder ran down your spine when he lightly kissed the spot afterwards.

“So what are you?” he asked curiously.

Tentatively you reached down, grabbing one of his hands from your thigh. He allowed you to raise his hand, drawing it all the way up to the headband on your head. You watched as his head canted to the side a bit, eyes narrowing behind his dark lenses as his fingers felt up the headband.

“Ears?” he asked.

You shook your head. “Horns,” you whispered.

A slow, sinful smile snuck its way along his lips. His hips bucked forward into you, pinning you further into the wall behind you. Both of his hands came to land on either side of your neck, thumbs lightly brushing along your throat. You were sure he could feel your pulse jumping under your skin right now.

“You’re a devil?” he guessed.

“Mhmm,” you hummed, nodding your head. “ Your devil tonight.”

His bottom lip rolled between his teeth, a soft hiss emitting from him as his head turned to the side. You could see his eyes clamp shut behind his glasses before he swallowed hard a few times.

“Do you have any idea,” he said after a moment, voice low, “how hot that is?”

Reaching out, your hands finally landed on Matt, resting them on his hips. Gently you pulled him closer to yourself, grinning up at him.

“I was hoping you’d like it,” you told him, fingers toying with the strap of his apron. 

His gaze finally landed back on you, his jaw clenching so hard you could see the muscles in his cheeks twitching. Your hands tightened along his hips at the sight.

“I’ve got a few ideas of what I want to do to you in this tonight,” he murmured. “So I hope you’re prepared for it.”

“Well,” you teased lightly, feeling a little bold with how turned on Matt already was, “we have a couple of hours here first. I’m pretty sure we can both find ways to…prepare for it.”

His tongue darted out along his lips again, your eyes following its movement. He smirked a moment later, one of his hands leaving your throat, dragging the backs of his fingers over your body as he gradually lowered it between your breasts, down your ribcage, past your stomach, and then finally up under your dress. Without hesitation his index finger slipped past your thong and swiped along your clit ever so faintly. Your body jolted, a strangled moan falling from your lips before you could stop it. Your eyes widened as a thrill shot through you, your mouth clamping shut.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “Pretty sure I can get you nice and prepared , sweetheart.”

_________

Your arms were wrapped around Matt’s neck, the front of you flush to the front of him as your bodies’ grinded against each other slowly and sensually to the pop music playing in the bar Marci had picked out. You’d had just enough to drink tonight that the part of your brain programmed to overthink was muted, allowing the pair of you to join the plethora of other costumed bar patrons grinding against each other.

Matt’s hands were low on your back, pressing his palms hard into you to keep you close to his body. Gazing up at him, you smiled at the smears of flour along his cheeks and chin. He’d told you the flour was Foggy’s idea along with the costume–all thanks to Katy and her constant ass comments that Matt had apparently divulged to Foggy.

As if he sensed you looking at him, he glanced down at you, a little smile drawing over his lips under the dark red lenses. Warmth filled your chest, the feeling having nothing to do with the alcohol in your system or the amount of people packed in the bar.

“What’s on your mind, sweetheart?” Matt asked. 

You shook your head lightly, a grin on your own lips as you slid one of your hands out from behind his neck. Reaching up, your fingers traced the line of his stubbled jaw, his head leaning into the touch as he always did. 

“Nothing,” you answered, just loud enough that you knew he could hear you. And without your mind overthinking, you blurted, “I love you.”

His smile somehow grew, the corners of his eyes crinkling just at the edges of his glasses. “I love you, too, sweetheart,” he said.

Closing the distance between your mouths, his nose lightly bumping against yours as he did, Matt kissed you. Your eyes closed instantly, head tilting up further towards him as your hand held his cheek. He tasted faintly of the beer he’d drank as his soft, plush lips greedily kissed your own. The hand you had still behind his neck snuck its way up, just far enough for you to gently tug on his hair. The responding shudder from him had you unconsciously grind your hips into his a little too sensually.

Matt’s mouth broke away, his forehead coming to rest against yours. He groaned low and you felt one of his hands snake its way down over your ass and up underneath your dress. Your hips jerked into his, fighting down a wave of arousal as his palm felt around the curve of your ass for a moment. Before you even blinked, his fingers slipped over your covered mound, rubbing teasingly along your clit.

“Matt,” you chided quickly, though his name came out half moan, half reprimand.

His hand slid back to your ass, a sly smirk on his mouth as he gazed back down at you. “What?” he asked innocently. “I’m just checking out this delicious cake I’ve got here. I mean I am a baker after all.”

Rolling your eyes, you laughed lightly and stepped a bit back from Matt. “I think I need a drink if you’re going to keep being this handsy,” you informed him.

He continued to flash that sly smirk at you as he said, “Whatever you want, sweetheart.”

A few minutes later you were leaning against the bar counter, drinking back your mixed drink and taking a short breather from dancing with Matt. You’d lost Foggy and Marci a little while ago and Karen had found a cute guy shortly after you’d all done a round of shots when you’d first gotten into the bar. After that, the entire night had been nothing but secret foreplay between you and Matt and right now you'd needed a few minutes to catch your breath. 

Matt was now firmly pressed to the back of you, his partially hard dick wedged between your ass. Bending forward, you wrapped your lips around the straw in your glass and took a drink, intentionally shifting your hips against Matt behind you. His right hand on your hip tightened and you grinned around the straw. 

"Careful sweetheart," he whispered, mouth suddenly beside your ear.

Slightly inebriated, you dropped the straw from between your lips, pushing your ass more firmly into him. He grunted, the sound loud with him so close to your ear, and you felt more dampness beginning to pool between your thighs.

"Keep it up," he growled low in your ear, "and I'll be fucking you with my fingers right here until you're cumming on them and calling me baby over this very bar counter." 

He lightly kissed your cheek and your body trembled at the mental image his words elicited. The hand on your hip slid downward and just underneath your short dress, one finger just barely ghosting your damp mound. You flinched at the delicious touch. 

"Don't think I won't," he warned.

Hands fidgeting with the glass in front of you, your cunt throbbed almost painfully at this point as he removed his hand from under your dress. You were beyond sexually frustrated with whatever this game was the two of you had been playing for the past hour and a half. It was torture and you were almost tempted to see if you pushed him enough if he would actually follow through with his threat just so you could get some relief.

Gritting your teeth, you tried to focus on anything besides the feel of him pressed up behind you. As you were trying to take a calm, relaxing deep breath in, you felt Matt tense behind you, an angry growl rumbling in your ear. You frowned, turning over your shoulder to ask him what was wrong, but you quickly caught sight of a brunette barely dressed at all and wearing bunny ears. Your eyes narrowed instantly. 

"You clearly make some nice buns," she slurred out to Matt, biting her lip coyly. 

Eyes darting down, you saw she had her hand on Matt's ass. As he turned around, her hand fell back to her side and a burning rage began coursing through you.

"Excuse me?" Matt shot out, an edge to his voice as his brows furrowed behind his lenses.

"Oh come on," she said, waving a dismissive hand at Matt, entirely disregarding how upset he was. "You can't have an ass in pants that tight, walking around wearing an apron advertising how great of an ass you do have and expect no one to touch it."

Matt opened his mouth to respond, but the anger rippling through you cut him off before he even began.

"Are you really trying to say he was asking for it?" you hissed at her, pushing off the bar and coming to stand in front of Matt. "Because of how he was dressed ?"

"Well, I mean–"

"You don’t just grab at people," you continued, venom in your voice and alcohol dulling your nerves. "You like it when strange men grab at you? Tell you that you were asking for it when they do? That if you didn't want that kind of attention you shouldn't dress a certain way?"

"Well, no–"

"Apologize to my boyfriend," you ordered, eyes narrowed at the young woman.

Startled, she blinked a few times before pink tinged her cheeks. "I uh, I'm sorry," she muttered to Matt. 

"Just because he's a man doesn't mean he doesn't deserve the same respect as women deserve," you told her. "Remember that."

She nodded quickly before ducking her head and disappearing. You stared after her, teeth grinding against each other. Matt slowly slipped a hand around your waist, drawing you gradually into his side. 

"Not that I couldn't have handled that," he said, burying his face into your hair, "but thank you.” His lips gently kissed your temple which was a stark contrast to how he was quickly tightening his hold on you. “That was also incredibly sexy of you,” he said, “defending my honor and all.”

You unclenched your jaw and focused back on Matt, trying to release the anger that had abruptly overtaken you at the young woman brazenly grabbing Matt’s ass. He was grinning down at you, though there was definitely something more behind that grin. Exhaling a sharp breath, you ran a hand across your forehead.

“Sorry,” you grumbled. “Double standards like that piss me off. And besides–” you began, glancing back up at Matt as a grin formed on your own lips; feeling emboldened by the alcohol in your system, your hand darted out behind Matt and firmly grabbed his ass, “–that’s my ass.”

His hand drew you firmly into him before his mouth descended onto yours. Pulling your hand from his ass, both of yours wound their way around his neck, holding him flush against yourself yet again. Matt’s mouth kissed yours with a growing intensity, but you could certainly feel the restraint he was practicing. You, on the other hand, were already nibbling on that soft, perfect bottom lip of his and needily whimpering against his mouth. Matt was the one who had to break the kiss in an attempt to keep you from tearing his costume off in the middle of the bar when one of your hands began tugging at the collar of his shirt.

“I just want you to know,” he told you, breathing hard as he lowered his face so that his lips were brushing your ear as he spoke, “that I’m going to take you back to my place when you finish that drink and I’m going to fuck you absolutely senseless in that devil costume.”

You swallowed hard as he straightened up beside you, a hungry look on his face as he sightlessly gazed down at you. With a shiver running down your body, you returned to your drink at the bar, quickly wrapping your lips around the straw and drinking the alcohol down. Matt returned to his place behind you, pushing you into the counter with his hips as one of his hands slid beneath your dress, his fingers lightly gliding along your cunt through your underwear. For the briefest of moments your eyelids closed, your eyes rolling back as the straw dropped out of your mouth, fighting back a throaty groan.

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x you #matt murdock x fem reader #matt murdock series #matt murdock fic #daredevil x female reader #matt murdock fanfic #matt murdock smut #fftd

[deanwwinchester]

Why you should watch season 2 of Viking Valhalla? Or simply start the show:

1. Harald Sigurdsson (played by Leo Suter)

2. Badass & gorgeous women, such as the main: Freydis Eriksdotter (played by Frida Gustavsson). And many more!

3. Leif Eriksson (played by Sam Corlett)

4. Bradley James (introduced in season 2)

5. Amazing fights, scenaries & plots!

You're going to love it!

#vikings valhalla #vikings: valhalla #harald sigurdsson #leif eriksson #freydis eriksdotter #leo suter #sam corlett #frida gustavsson #bradley james

[quintupleaaaaabattery]

I’m mad at the live action HTTYD. I know it’s simple don’t watch it. That’s probably what y’all gonna say. But this is for many reasons

1. CGI - I don’t see them not butchering this. It’s like you are starting from scratch making dragons try to look realistic and yet diverse. Like there are so many different types of dragons, ranging from terrifying to cute (or in Toothless’s case both). Also the RED DEATH that’s gotta be major scary so it looking really bad CGI takes away the scare factor. It has a very high probability of taking away from the film if the CGI is bad, and also lessens the impact of how we see the dragons.

2. Now onto the casting. (Just making a note, in no way am I doubting the acting talent of those cast, I know that they will kill it.)

First off I couldn’t give a fuck, about Nico Parker playing Astrid.

Oh that takes away blonde Scandinavian representation, it’s historically inaccurate. The whole plot is Vikings riding dragons. It’s not supposed to be historically accurate it is a fantasy world.

Also what Scandinavian representation. The vikings characters either have Scottish accents, whilst all the young dragon riders have American accents. Yes I know Vikings were in America, but they still wouldn’t have an American accent or speaking English. Scandinavian characters does not equal Scottish. They are two different cultures.

The Vikings are also not represented right in the first place, ie it’s a loose representation. They didn’t have the horns on the Helmets, the names are wrong. Astrid’s last name would be Hofferdottir (daughter of Hoffer), for example and Hiccups would be Stoickson (Son of Stoick). There is a paternal naming system with a clear divide on the gender binary (I hope that makes sense, I’m no expert when it comes to Viking naming and I don’t know how to explain it with the correct terms.

Additionally they even present the God’s wrong. If you are actively apart of the fandom re. watched all the content in the franchise not just the movies (no I’m not counting nine realms or rescue riders rest assured), season 1 episode 8, Portrait of Hiccup as a Buff Man, of ROB, mentions Freya as the goddess of fire. In Norse mythology she’s not the goddess of fire, that’s Logi (well he’s the god, and no I don’t mean Loki, I had to do I quick google search as my mythology knowledge is somewhat limited to the Riordan books). Freya is the goddess of love and beauty, and that kind of stuff.

I also have to add if this were era appropriate, and culturally accurate Astrid and Ruffnut and Heather, they wouldn’t be part of the action. Don’t get me wrong Viking women were some feminist queens who lived in a society that was more progressive. They were allowed to divorce their husbands, for mistreating them may it be that they were abusing them. However they still were not expected to fight, their lives and chores were still housebound. If this franchise cared about the ‘culture’ or the ‘historical accuracy’ we would not see these three queens grace our screens being badass and menaces to their adversaries in battle.

Instead it gives POC representation. (And no I am not a POC myself, I’m White so I can’t speak for the experiences of a POC woman because I don’t face the same type discrimination, feel free to add your input if you are POC.) Astrid being a love interest, and a character who is seen as others as a symbol of beauty. So it’s not Eurocentric beauty (blonde hair, blue eyes), but that makes it more impactful. Astrid is this three dimensional warrior goddess who is determined and strong and her being blonde never drove the plot or her character’s actions. Her biggest insecurity is that people view her as less tough because she is pretty not because she is blonde.

Quote, “Just because she's beautiful, people think she's not tough. But you should never underestimate me.”

It doesn’t matter she’s not blonde because she is still beautiful. This allows POC girls to be better represented (I do know that she is still light skinned).

I do think she is a bit too old for the role. Like she’s 18, you haven’t started filming and she just looks older, I mean 21 she doesn’t look 15. So I’m a bit iffy on that, but otherwise let’s get to why I am really boycotting this movie.

I don’t see anyone complaining about the casting of Hiccup, it’s all Astrid. Yet the casting of Mason Thames as Hiccup is problematic.

The main reason as to why I wasn’t looking forward to a live-action adaptation was that I knew that they would butcher it to be an ableist mess. Why isn’t anyone talking about how this movie is taking away disabled - amputee representation. Hiccup, a amputee, is being played by a abled bodied actor.

Now I’m disabled. I’m not physically disabled like Hiccup, so my experiences, limitations and how I am discriminated against are different as I am Autistic (also have ADHD to be mentioned). Let’s be honest though that boy definitely is AuDHD, but that’s not the point. So hopefully you can see why I am upset. (Feel free to add your input if you are physically disabled/an amputee)

By doing this they are taking away one of the only protagonist who is an amputee- and don’t say what about Luke Skywalker - because his disability was magically replaced with a lifelike copy, as if he never lost a hand in the first place, which is problematic in its own right.

Hiccup Haddock clearly is an amputee and is permanently affected by it, their is no cure, but this doesn’t make him any less of a person and whilst he does have limitations, he can still live out a happy fulfilling life. This is a defining aspect of his character and is essential to the plot and moving the story forward.

Now I know your counter argument, but Hiccup only lost his leg at the end of the movie. I know they can CGI it off for that little bit of time and find a way to show a prosthetic leg, but it is still takes away representation. You’re claiming you want these characters to be portrayed accurately but you don’t care if disabled representation is being taken away.

It isn’t authentic representation when a person who doesn’t live as an amputee to play an amputee. They don’t share those experiences. Thus this casting is ableism at it’s finest.

I know Hiccup is a abled bodied for most of the film so that’s why you think it would be more practical for an abled bodied actor, but when they make the sequel what are they gonna do for that? Hiccup is disabled for the rest of the franchise, so it’s counterintuitive in away. They might as well have casted an amputee actor from the beginning.

You might argue that how would they do that as Hiccup loosing is foot is less impactful if he is an amputee from the beginning of the film but have you considered that they just put a boot over it/ cover with clothing. I’m not to sure with the mechanisms but I’m sure they could have figured something out.

And if you are going to argue that it would harder to do and film action/practical scenes, whilst it might be harder (I’m not denying that and might being the key word) but friendly reminder about a certain character who is an amputee from the MCU being Echo (whose currently in line of getting her own series).

I’m honestly wondering why they are doing this in live action in the first point, and I am disappointed in not only the casting but the reactions to the casting, mostly how people aren’t even acknowledging the ableism of the casting and focusing on slamming the casting that was more inclusive and forward thinking. But no, clearly people are to focused on race, (being that all characters in the Viking times have to be white, the least oppressed group and the most represented, which I do include myself as I am aware of the privileges I get because of it) instead of focusing on the erasure of amputee representation.

So that’s it sorry for the long rant/post.

#httyd movies #httyd franchise #httyd hiccup #httyd astrid #how to train your dragon #hiccup how to train your dragon #hiccuphorrendoushaddockiii #hiccup haddock #astrid hofferson #astrid httyd

[triviareads]

can you recommend good enemies to lovers hr like TVWLM and It Happened One Autumn

Yup! I've organized it from cutesy enemies to would-kill-you-if-needed enemies.

The Viscount Always Knocks Twice by Grace Callaway: If you liked TVWLM and IHOA, you'll love this: Violet is a sporty, spirited gal who doesn't like Richard because he's uptight and a killjoy (Viscount Killjoy, that is), and Richard dislikes Violet because he thinks she's a shallow flirt who's trying to entrap his brother. The high point in their enemy era was her shoving him into a dyed-red champagne fountain at a ball after he taunted her spelling skills. But like 4 chapters later, they can't keep their hands off each other. In priest holes. In magic cabinets. In rando's rooms after discovering nipple clamps. Classic Grace excellence.

Sutton's Surrender by Scarlett Scott: Pretty similar in vibes to the previous rec actually: Penelope is friends with the hero's brother Aiden, who wants to marry her just to piss his aristocratic family off (her family runs a gambling hell). The hero, Garrick (aka Lord Lordly), is a deeply repressed uptight man who basically storms into Penelope's house and calls her a slutty fortune hunter. Scarlett, as per usual, more does an excellent job of writing a man just getting so unhinged over the heroine, and and that moment that *breaks* them is always a pleasure to read.

Sidenote: Garrick has a KITTY. Her name is Rosebud and she's ADORABLE and it's hella hot of him to have a cat tbh.

His Countess by S.M. LaViolette: Gideon unexpectedly inherits the earldom that Alys's husband once held. Gideon is a slutty slutty man, so obviously he thinks Alys is a prudish thin-blooded aristocrat (he just calls her a bitch; I'm being nicer), and she dislikes him because, well, he's a slut and disgustingly nouveau riche. If you wanna see a hero banging a lot of women who are not the heroine (obviously before he bangs the heroine a lot), here's the book for you! Alys does a loooooot of voyeuring (he catches on real fast and pretty much puts on a show for her lolol) before they actually go at it.

Lord of Scoundrels by Loretta Chase: Jess thinks Dain is a debauched man leading her brother astray, and Jess's voice gives Dain Etonian trauma-induced flashbacks. The (sexual) tension between them is so insane all of Paris is waiting with bated breath, and it does come to a head: He ruins her and refuses to marry her. She shoots him. Then she tries to make the police arrest her so she can spill every dirty secret about Dain (for example, his habit of saying really simpy shit in Italian— "baciami Jess, abbracciami" haunts me to this day) in a court of law. The extent this woman is willing to go to ruin his life is FABULOUS.

Heartless Duke by Scarlett Scott: Okay, we're veering into actual political enemy territory from here on out. This is Victorian England. Leo leads a secret branch of the Home Office in charge of rooting out Irish "insurrectionists". Bridget is an Irish insurrectionist. He shoots her in the arm (to be fair... she did turn a gun on a 10 year old), and when she wakes up, he's chained her to a bed. He does bathe her at some point. He calls her "banshee" (affectionate). And eventually does tie her up for real. A+

The Ghost by Monica McCarty: This is set in Medieval Britain. Joan Comyn is a Mata Hari-esque spy for Robert the Bruce in England (as in, she "seduces" men for information). Alex is ordered to root out this spy. On top of everything, Joan's reputation kinda precedes her because of her (fake) seductions so Alex thinks she's a bit of a slut, but obviously that doesn't stop him from going for her. I'd strongly recommend reading the rest of the Highland Guard series (especially because Joan's mom Bella is a pretty badass heroine herself) before getting to this one.

The Viking's Concubine by Caitlin Crews: If you'd like a more detailed summary, see here. The gist of it is, Ulfric and Ethine have an M/s relationship, but Ethine is Ulfric's literal slave because this is Viking Britain and slavery was practiced back then, so there is... a natural enmity, if not very dubious consent here (to clarify, he doesn't physically force her, but the very nature of their relationship is dubious). On top of that, Ethine ran away from Ulfric prior to the start of the book, and now that he's found her again, he is... not happy. It's very well written, and very erotic.

The Conquering of Tate the Pius by Sierra Simone: This is a part of the Villain I'd Like To F... anthology. Tate is the abbess at Far Hope Abbey during the time of the Norman invasion of England. Adelais is a Norman warlord (warlady?) come to take over the abbey, and Tate offers her three nights of sex in exchange for leaving the abbey and its inhabitants alone. They do veer into rough sex, some consensual non-consent, oh, and a dagger hilt is employed. It's beautifully written, which is on par for Sierra.

#historical romance #book recs #grace callaway #scarlett scott #s.m. laviolette #loretta chase #monica mccarty #sierra simone #caitlin crews #bridgerton #lisa kleypas #julia quinn

[tobiasdrake]

Rating DR2 Characters on the Bestie Scale

Alright, I've been meaning to come back to this. I did one of these for DR1 characters and now it's time for DR2. Let's rank DR2 characters from most bestie to least bestie.

Nagito Komaeda We would not set out to become friends with Nagito but circumstances would conspire to continuously bring us together until before we know it, he practically lives here. Wouldn't be the first time.

Nekomaru Nidai He's ultra-positive and endlessly supportive, and just wants to help you achieve your full potential. What's not to love?

Sonia Nevermind Sonia comes over regularly for movie nights and anime binges. We try to get her interested in video games too. She's a horror buff and we each have different tastes in horror so that works out interestingly. Roommate definitely calls dibs and makes her watch Madoka before anything else.

Gundham Tanaka This human is ours now. You can't have him back. Gundham is charming, lovable, inoffensive, and delightful. And he comes with cuddly critters who are awesome and badass but no less adorable for it. What's not to love? Our team extrovert will kidnap this introvert, mark my words.

Chiaki Nanami This is a house of gamers who need therapy. Chiaki is a therapybot modeled after a pro gamer. You do the math.

Ibuki Mioda Ibuki would be a more than welcome presence here, especially since my roommate craves friends to talk music with. Her high energy and positivity would be welcome to have around here. She has issues with boundaries, but we have an open-door policy for friends so I don't see it being a problem.

Akane Owari It's impossible to not get along with Akane. She doesn't bring a lot to the table socially but her interests sure are convenient. She likes good food and good fighting. In my household, we have both; My roommate's a chef and my other roommate's a viking, so that works out great! We would probably ask Akane to help pitch in for the groceries if she's going to be eating over here.

Mikan Tsumiki Mikan is very nice and she's inoffensive. She needs a place to heal, and I think this house could be that for her. But it'd be a slow process to get her to open up to us. Mikan deserves besties to support her, and over time, I think she could become a very good friend.

Ultimate Imposter Imposter is polite and inoffensive, but a lot is going to depend on the mask they're wearing. It would be an uphill battle to get them to lower their walls, and it's likely that it may never happen at all. But if it does, we'll have found a friend for life.

Hajime Hinata Hajime's difficult to get a read on. He's reserved and keeps a lot of his thoughts to himself, but he can be a bit of a jerk. He means well, though; He's just a bit cynical. Like Makoto, I feel like his attention would be too split to really hang out much. I could more easily envision a pleasant acquaintanceship with Hajime than a true friendship.

Mahiru Koizumi We're definitely in "friend of a friend" territory here. I know people who would get along with Mahiru, but I don't think her gender-traditionalism is a good fit for my household.

Kazuichi Soda Similarly, I don't think I'd get along well with Kazuichi for lack of any shared interests, but my roommate might. They love to talk shop about cars and bikes and stuff, and hitting on women, so they could hit it off. But a lot's going to depend on whether or not Kaz is going to be shitty about an AFAB mechanic and I gotta be honest, I don't get a gender-progressive vibe from this man.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu / Peko Pekoyama Fuyuhiko's a pretty nice guy once you can get past his initial prickliness, but that prickliness is going to be a problem. The Jabberwock crew had to kill his emotional support bestie in order to get him to let down his guard. I'm not confident we'd be up to the task.

Peko, meanwhile, doesn't have friends. She's a gift-with-purchase alongside Fuyuhiko.

Hiyoko Saionji There's no polite way to say this. Hiyoko is an asshole. She's got some layers to her and her background explains how she came to be this way. But she's nonetheless constantly rude and cruel to the people around her. She would likely get physically thrown out of this house after saying some shit to my bruh's wife and that would be the end of it.

Teruteru Hanamura This man is a sex pest.

#danganronpa #danganronpa 2 goodbye despair #besties #revisiting dr2

[therealvikingstrash]

I really like vikings, but it makes me sad to see all this man abusing women. Of course it was surely normal, but it make me feel strange to see it. Bjorn surely rape some woman but it wasn't in the show as an explicit scene. And I think also ubbe is guilty of rape, because at the beginning margrethe was a slay so she couldn't say no. Siggurd himself say 'she belong to us' imply that there was no necessary of ask her if she want to fuck ivar

Well, men still abuse women to this day. And some women abuse men. It is what it is. Ignoring that it happens won't make it go away. Showing a sanitized version of a story would make a quite boring and unrealistic show. The Vikings era was a dangerous time for everyone. Women, men, children, elders - doesn't matter, they were all at risk.

The root problem is Hirst's misogynistic self who honestly believes he wrote a feminist show 🤣 that is just hilarious. He thinks because he let some of the female characters play with the weapons and said they were badass fighters, he is suddenly a feminist for it 😂 please, I'm in stitches just thinking about it. He really thought putting women in the (in his eyes) "male" role was feminist, while not changing anything else. He didn't make them equal, that's the problem. Feminism means equality for all genders. That wasn't the case in the show though.

Just because it wasn't an explicit scene, it makes it okay? In the end credits of that episode with the Algeciras raid the crying woman at the end is listed as "Bjorn's victim" so, tell me, is it less explicit to see her crying and broken as she's put in line in chains to become a slave who'll be abused until she dies? It's enough for me to put two and two together. He also went on far more raids than the boys did, which means more potential victims.

No. Ubbe didn't rape anyone. Did you forget that he insisted that Margrethe was a human being that needs to be asked if she wants to have sex? I doubt that mindset went away. He didn't see her as a slave, but a person. Does that make her a free woman? No. But she had the option to say no, even though she probably was too afraid to speak her mind. Sigurd's opinion on that doesn't matter to me, tbh. He was basically a 16yo teenager. They usually don't have smart ideas and talk shit all the time.

Those boys were raised to believe they were better than others just because they were the son's of Ragnar Lothbrok and their mother the Queen of Kattegat, Aslaug (whose parents were also well known). They were raised as royals who stood above commoners and surely above slaves. They were entitled little shits, let's be real. To them it was normal to use a person if that person was a slave. Modern society recognizes that slavery is wrong and that you can't own a human being. Those weren't modern times though. They had entirely different values. Heck, their biggest goal was to die young in battle to get to Valhalla. I think it's safe to say their ideas of a good life and what's right and wrong differ a lot to what our society thinks today. It's okay to hate those parts (slavery) in the show, it would be weird to agree with and tolerize it. You can both understand why and that it happened and still hate it.

#vtrash answers #anon ask

[theseventhoffrostfall]

"Old colonist historians just reinforce their cultural beliefs and biases. Anyways here's how vikings were 50% women and minorities and native americans/africans/asians were both incredibly badass more than whites but also more peaceful than whites and all your favorite historical characters were gay in a way that makes for easy to digest shipping fanart."

Ancient Africans were incredibly advanced compared to grunting caveman whites but also Africa was only conquered and colonized because of the enormous technological advantages the primitive and stupid whites had developed by that time

[faeymouse]

So I also got the Vikings companion book expecting like photos and set stuff, but imagine my sheer surprise and joy when they start off with “Oh btw here’s four pages of historical primary sources used to create the show organized by which cultural background/era they came from” like I was just here for badass warrior women and Ragnar flirting with Athelstan every five minutes, you don’t have to keep gifting me more

#babbles #vikings

[the-lightless-flame]

Top 5 WOMEN (I know it’s hard to choose)

omg i love women..

5. odin bifrost incident

shes an eldritch space viking i am so in love with her

she didnt realise her space train would summon an eldritch monstrosity to this plane of existance but when it does shes really into it

i adore her im considering changing the whole trajectory of my dnd character bc of her

4. gwen poole/gwenpool marvel

they took a meme variant cover and turned it into the silliest little blorbo alive

from the premise she couldve been a really bad reader self insert character but she has to contend with like. knowing shes functionally only alive for as long as shes getting written about

i love how silly and ridiculous they let her be. one time she went into the marvel canon and stole thor's arm so she could use his hammer to beat the hulk. for some reason this actually worked

also a canon aroace icon!! they confirmed it quite recently but like. the one time she got in a relationship was bc she was in a team book and she thought having a romantic subplot would make her less likely to get killed off. so we kinda all knew tbh

3. melanie king magnus archives

adore her. i too enjoy trying to kill evil capitalists

the fandom refuses to be normal about her but i will defend her until i die and also after that

shes so badass and cool i love this little lesbian

2. raphaella la cognizi mechanisms

as brutal and cruel as she is science

shes an immortal space pirate who does unethical experiments. eventually she gets bored and throws herself into a black hole. also she has wings

also bonus points bc she plays odin in tbi

1. agnes montague magnus archives

what. what did u expect from me

i am in fact tumblr user the lightless flame

anyway shes so mysterious and cool. she is the messiah for a cult based around the fear of destruction and loss. she had a homoerotic soul bond with gertrude. she is only understood through other peoples expectations of her

i adore her so much audjrh

#tysm i love talking about women #ur right tho it is so hard to choose #i almost did honourable mentions but. the list would be too long #asks

[stefivare]

A few of the Vikings women I love!

Freya Ironside, Gifted by the Gods on Wattpad by stefivare

in this fanfic you’ll find only badass women and an extraordinary main character, a fighter, Gifted by the Gods, a shieldmaiden, standing up for who she loves and what she believes in!

#lagertha #queen Lagertha #queen aslaug #aslaug #Porunn #torvi #torvi Vikings #judith vikings #siggy #Siggy Vikings #Gunnhild Vikings #katya vikings #freyaironside #freya ironside #freya ironside gifted by the gods #Freya bjornsdottir #fanfic #fanfiction #wattpad #ubbe fanfiction #vikings fanfiction #fanfic rec #hvitserk fanfic #vikings fandom #vikings ivar #vikings

[smellypiercing]

i don’t think i’ve seen one single post that says “d*ny is mad and i hate her” it’s usually just “hey i think d*ny is mad” or at the very worst “im not a fan of d*ny” and suddenly you’re called a d*ny hater, anti d*ny, media illiterate, brain dead, etc.

like…all that was said is “d*ny is mad” no one said anything about hating her.

sooooo here’s a list of “mad” female characters who are also very loved (for the most part idk about ppls personal opinions but the vast majority love these girlies) and are honestly probably loved because they’re mad. no one said madness was a bad thing, it’s just simply a thing.

these ladies are strong and powerful characters. they’re also a little crazy. no one said it was a bad thing. no one said we hate them for it. they’re just powerful, badass, rage filled, crazy women and since when was that a bad thing?

(disclaimer: most of these will be from shows/movies i’ve seen, so if i miss ur fav just reblog and add them in, this can be an ongoing list, add who you’d like, there’s room for all the crazy ladies here)

since this started with her let kick things off with d*ny from GoT

octavia from the 100

katniss and johanna mason from hunger games

olivia pope from scandal

annalise keating from how to get away with murder

pretty much the entire orange is the new black cast

sansa, arya, and margaery from GoT

uma thurman as the bride from kill bill

lagertha from vikings

michonne from the walking dead

laurel and sarah lance from arrow

eleven from stranger things

anyway like i said if i missed ur fav respectfully let me know, reblog and add them to the post

#game of thrones #octavia #bloodreina #the 100 #katniss everdeen #johanna mason #the hunger games #mocking jay #olivia pope #scandal #annalise keating #how to get away with murder #htgawm #orange is the new black #oitnb #sansa stark #arya stark #margaery tyrell #uma thurman #the bride #kill bill #lagertha #vikings #michonne #the walking dead #twd #laurel lance #sarah lance #eleven stranger things

[freelancearsonist]

Ok, I have fic ideas currently flowing in my mind and I've come to ask for advice from one of the greatest writers for Oscar Isaac characters on Tumblr itself about: Orestes. I have so many questions. Like I've never seen Agora, so I don't really know the character? But Oscar Isaac in a Roman outfit is inspiring for a fic, especially since I'm a history geek??? So, on that note: what's he like when his s/o is sad, angry, even horny? Or with a virgin? Kinks? I know nothing, and I'm not even Jon Snow. What's he like in general (why is everybody saying he cries all the time is there something I'm missing--)? I'm kind of picturing the Romans get a hold of a young Viking shieldmaiden/Celt and is now gifting her to him as a joke on him and she's like some badass, but it's only an idea, so...

ok first of all I LOVE THAT IDEA OMG

second ORESTES MY LOVE 😭

so orestes is such a complex character and i could literally write essays about him. but.

he’s very in touch with his emotions and not at all afraid to show them, but he’s not by ANY MEANS weak. he’s a very very powerful man and when the situation dictates it he definitely acts like it 🥴

but the most important thing about him is that he is THE WORLD’S BIGGEST SIMP

basically when he falls in love, no one else exists in the world. to him, you hung the stars in the sky and put the dirt on the ground. he’s from a time period where women had absolutely no rights and yet he’ll take your opinions before those of his advisors. he’d do anything for you and i’m just so emo for him 😭

#clarke answers #orestes x reader #orestes headcanon #agora

[brigdh]

For the book ask 14, 24 and 25!

14. A book that made you cry

I'm not a big crier, at least not at fiction. I almost never cry at books or movies. So, none of the books I read this year qualify. But I will give you one from last year that got me! Sacred Hunger by Barry Unsworth. God, so absolutely fantastic and gutting. It's a novel about a slave ship in the 1750s. A mutiny frees the enslaved and press-ganged sailors alike, and for a brief time they build a hidden utopia. But of course we all know that's not how history actually went, so the utopia doesn't survive; it lasts only for a few years before it's discovered and invaded and its inhabitants killed or scattered. It's a novel about hope and love and the failure of both, but that it matters that they existed.

And I totally cried.

24. The book with the best title

Laughing Shall I Die by Tom Shippey. Pretty badass title! Less so when you add the subtitle: Lives and Deaths of the Great Vikings. It was part of my spree of Viking books earlier this year; this one was focused on analyzing the mind-set of warriors through the portrayal of death scenes in Viking literature (sagas, poetry, etc). Cool idea, but not a great execution. I felt the author often didn't really have the evidence to support his conclusions, and relied way too heavily on the old take of Vikings as solely warriors and not an entire culture involving, you know, farmers and craftsmen and women and children and just generally everyone else you need to support a population.

25. Did you discover any new authors?

Tamsyn Muir! Though it's not much of a discovery, since she doesn't really have a back catalogue for me to dig into. I was also very into C.M. Waggoner's book that I read (The Ruthless Lady’s Guide to Wizardry), and very much plan on going back to read her first as well.

Thank you! <3

#books #meme

[kinnoth]

I am tickled by the fact that the Thor movies pulled "viking aesthetic" from history, without any consideration to actual history, and I decided that it would be my job to reverse engineer historical practice from whiffs of the aesthetic

Anyway I watched the northman today

(it was a fine time; forgettable, but I enjoyed the violence. A skaarsgard looks exactly like his dad and sounds badass speaking norse)

and was simply chuffed to see all the bullshit headcanons I made up about hair and cloaks and women's knives being real things that actual vikings actually did

#internal thor tag #what can i say i am a freak