#sinnhelmingr

[fulgurantfirstborn]

#suggestive cw under the cut, mostly tender and soft though

“I am a little hurt that you thought I would think so lowly of you, Hel.”

#i have been thinking about this forever #just gwynfor appreciating scars and textures etc in his partners #modwork #portraiture #sinnhelmingr

[hxllblazer-a]

@sinnhelmingr​​

“Y’ know, when I woke up with a collection of crows on me windowsill, I didn’t exactly think this was where the day’d take me...”

#sinnhelmingr #✦✦INSANE PRATTLE -- (in character)

[ragnarot]

@sinnhelmingr

BLOOD-BATHED AND VALKYRIE-EATEN . BRUISES , SPIDER-LIKE , ATOP FLESH . but to say that he looked like death would be an insult to her . what countenance she possessed ——— rotted , turned , cracked & shifted . all in black ribbons and fine lace .`

the thin man leaned against the marble . and his stare bit into her . he’d seen her , if only in moments , nestled against his hostesses’ presence . amongst the other gods . he'd decided that he wanted to tear her away from them .

“ well , here we are . ” and jack sighs as he bleeds , still . thrashed by the divine , yet still craving a different taste . " i've been wanting to meet you , you know . "

#kiss kiss :^{* #sinnhelmingr #( 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 ! ) jack | starter .

[hexsrealityarchived]

Lyric Starter Post! ⤷ Always Accepting!!

☽◯☾┄─  ❝ Your beauty never really scared me ❞

@sinnhelmingr​ || Ghost B.C.—Mary on a Cross

#sinnhelmingr #଼⠀ ݁⠀✴︎〝𝐒𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 ¦ ask. #଼⠀ ݁⠀✴︎〝 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ¦ 𝘷.1 #(I hope you like it!!)

[monstriiss]

✿

𝐏𝐑𝐄-𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 || accepting

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

@sinnhelmingr

#sinnhelmingr #;; answered. #hel sweet baby 🥺❤ #we haven't interacted so i just chucked possibilities out there :)

[theamazingloki]

Tricks and Illusions

@sinnhelmingr​

“That’s good, that’s good, now concentrate,” Loki said, a few feet away lest the siedr in which he was tutoring her got slightly... out of hand, but watching intently. “Sending an object away is one thing, but conjuring it back is a different matter entirely - and I like that broach and do want it back. Remember how it felt in your hand, reach out for it in your mind, and make that memory tangible.” 

Still, he was proud of what she had achieved - perhaps, in time, she would become advanced enough in the art and science of magic to be able to change her form, as he did... which would surely make her life in Asgard as easier one. 

#sinnhelmingr #sinnhelmingr: Tricks and Illusions #Variant: The Divine

[therelentless]

{ @sinnhelmingr​ ;;

"If I feel sympathy for someone, that would me. Everyone else is just a dick.”

#sinnhelmingr

[stygicniron]

sinnhelmingr asked:

“  your vote of confidence is overwhelming.  ”

Ask Meme: Inconceivable! -- @sinnhelmingr

Nico nodded, a good couple yards between himself and the goddess, nervous grin plastered to his lips as he stared at the whatever-it-was ahead of them. It was a monster of some variety, although even with Nico’s extensive knowledge of Mythomagic, even he wasn’t exactly sure what it was. It was very big though.

A gave her a small thumbs up. “You got this. I’ll be right behind you.”

#sinnhelmingr #☠ ▌ ｆｉｖｅ ｔｈｏｕｓａｎｄ ａｔｔａｃｋ ｐｏｉｎｔｓ ( ask meme reply. ) #way behind you #☠ ▌ ｏｆ ａｐｏｌｌｏ ( toa. ) #i had to pleASE

[0phelia-c0mplex]

“I do not have the talent of conversing easily with people I have never met before.” @sinnhelmingr

Ophelia understood that question due to lots of overthinking and caring about the judgment of others. When she was younger, she was always afraid to make the wrong impression, say the wrong thing, and afraid of what if's. Then the older she grew the more she realized they were just as flawed as her. Everyone had some form of glamour— a mask they presented and the fear of talking left and all there was left was a mild uninterest to converse with certain people.

However, how does one garner such talent? She wonders, she thinks of books and practices. Probably best found in a tacky self-help book. Though fortunately some are actually grounded, regardless of flashy covers and preachy tones. Ophelia flashed a smile. ❝I wasn't much one for talking either but when I decided to join Debate. That to had to change,❞ she admitted, looking down and away for a moment. ❝I had to look at it differently. Then one day while I was reading Friedrich Nietzsche, I realized something...❞ She paused her eyes widening as she remembered that moment and was reliving it. ❝Words and talking, are like weapons, spells, and everything that can be honed by practice. The pen is mightier than the sword...well they're both weapons. I just needed to look at conversing as a skill set that needed to be honed. Debating on stage, talking into an empty room, a stray janitor or two, became a room full of students and judges,❞ she said a bit proud.

She sighed bobbing her head realizing she was getting carried away with herself. ❝Well, I find debating easier than talking with other people. At least with Debate you know what the topics are and that helps quite a bit,❞ she admitted with a small blush and goofy tight-lipped smile.

#sinnhelmingr #{Sorry a bit long #Ophelia just thinks your a randome stranger by the way #she doesn't know who she is}

[storiedhistories]

@sinnhelmingr continued from here

Even though Kratos couldn't see all of her face, he could make out the grin she wore. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something about this young woman seemed familiar. Had he seen her before, here in Hel? But no, he would surely remember seeing someone like her during his previous trips, especially with the amount of the dead they had encountered.

She was different, somehow, and he had thought that that was because she was the one who ruled this place, but her words suggested otherwise. At least in some form. There was apparently more to this than he had first suspected, as was usually the case when it came to the gods, of any realm.

Kratos let out a grunt in acknowledgement of her words. "I have seen my fair share of the Underworld, both here and in my homeland," he said, matter-of-factly. He had no fear of the dead, and her words suggested that she did not, either.

"I do not intend to stay, if that is your concern," Kratos added. "Though I would like to know why you seem…..familiar." It had to be that he had seen her before and simply did not remember, didn't it? Nothing else made much sense, not really. If she had no quarrel with him, then he would be more than content to simply leave in peace. But he would not hesitate to defend himself if the need arose.

#sinnhelmingr #✦ Kratos || IC ✦ I am your monster no longer #✦ Kratos ✦ || Verse.FATE IS A LIE TOLD BY THE GODS #[ngl I'm excited about this] #[and if she IS his granddaughter he will honestly just adore her] #[he's being relatively polite but wary at the moment] #[let me know if any of this isn't all right!]

[hxllblazer-a]

@sinnhelmingr || sc!

"Job's done but don't think it liked nipping a taste."

#sinnhelmingr #✦✦insane prattle (in character) #✦✦the magic of a disaster (main)

[ragnarot]

@sinnhelmingr

GASPS ------ !!

#sinnhelmingr #*breathes heavily on you* #*proceeds to drown you in affection*

[caracarnn-archive]

@sinnhelmingr  -  🐉

"Am I meant to owe you a favor?" Anyone that knew him would say that he was growing far too arrogant at times and yet Rand does little to rein it in. "You should tell me while I have the time to listen."

#;starter #sinnhelmingr #make of this what you will lol

[agentvharrison]

“𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥” 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴.

@sinnhelmingr​ asked: " i assume that the rumors surrounding you are all false and unrelated to why you're bleeding out on my sofa? " 

Someone was talking, and that was just unfair.  No one should be talking when she hurt this much.  It was unkind.  Vivian just wanted some peace.  No voices.  No questions.  Just... quiet.

Unfortunately, she recognized that voice, and given the patchwork memories she had... she should probably answer it.

Still, even thinking of speaking made her head ache.  And other parts of her, as well.  There was probably something to be concerned about in that, but fuck if she could put two and two together right now.

“There are rumors?  About me?”  Huh.  Vivian was fairly certain she hadn’t been the focus of rumors since high school.  Fucking preps freaking out over a fucking collar.  She put her middle finger up at them. 

“Am I still bleeding?  That’s probably bad.  I think.  I’m not a doctor.”

#la coeur a meme - answered #sinnhelmingr #I apologize for Vivian #but not the my Immortal reference because *I MEAN*

[agentwhatevs]

“Oh, one time I rode in a sidecar on a guy’s motorcycle, and the sidecar detached and went down a flight of stairs.”

enthralled. that's what it is to have her voice cut through the skin and bone and rest silver-sharp against his lungs, his heart. she's... well she's hel lokadotter and should be enough to set him right, but somehow the name and it's connections don't catch him quite so much as her alone.

gefen lets a breath go, one he held in anticipation of her next claim. each seem bigger than the last and while he knows he can keep up he can't when he's just gefen the bartender at this dive bar near the university.

"...and??? did you break bones?? did you almost die?? did you SUE him????"

#for her modern verse #he is UNDERCOVER #but she is so INTERESTING #and he is very much into that like it makes him go all gooey inside when he meets someone this neat #sinnhelmingr

[a-bottomless-curse]

⋆★☽

Send ⋆★☽ to find my muse sitting outside, alone, in the dead of night!

The undead sat upon a ledge overlooking the city of the gods. Anor Londo was beautiful, even without the illusion of the sun, without the brightness of the light, she could still see so clearly the glory that the city managed to keep even as the world fell to ruinous decay. She wondered what it looked like, once upon a time, before the Age of Fire, in its endless hunger, took everything it could for kindling.

Where was the market street? Did it run on a specific day, or was the market always a lively place? Aside from the soldiers, which of course were still well enough to make travel through the city difficult, who else lived in the castle? What were the festival days? The thoughts ran through her mind so fast, she could barely hear them all, though that did not stop her from sketching the city as she could see it.

She tensed at the sound of footsteps. Would she fall, the cold stone being her doom, or would just her head fall? It would leave such a stain in her sketchbook. Looking over her shoulder, she stayed seated through sheer force of will, not wanting to be afraid of every living being she came across. Of course, the sight she saw was familiar, or so she thought. "Hello. You are...the princess of the crypts right? I thought I saw you there, though I suppose it could have also been my imagination. Are you also enjoying the city's splendor on this fine night?"

#a curse gave a corpse a purpose || dark souls 1 #sinnhelmingr