Pieces of my Picrew Art (Part 3)
Imagine being the youngest Avenger and Thor finding out after years- much to your embarrassment, that you were Odinist (a modern way of worshipping the Norse Gods) before meeting him in Arizona when he fell from the sky...
And once he finds out, he takes you straight to Asgard for the royal visit of your mortal life...
So...let’s talk about Hela, shall we?
We all know that she’s basically a version of Baldur. Odin’s first born, perfect golden son. The blessed child of Odin and Frigg, but I’m thinking Frigga in the MCU never would’ve allowed Hela to grow up the way she did...
My theory is that Hela is the daughter of Odin and Freya, who was likely Odin’s first wife in the MCU who died at some point before Hela was locked away and he met Frigga, etc. I think that Freya loved her “perfect daughter” so much that he cursed her the same way she did Baldur in Norse Mythology. Making him immune to all things with only a single loophole left out, being mistletoe.
Odin likely would’ve made up the loophole just in case, because he was obviously paranoid about everything down to his own children’s intentions. Though, because of his love for her, he chose mistletoe because of its poisonous nature. If he suspected any sign of madness, or she committed an atrocity, he could’ve just poisoned her food or drink and let her die peacefully in her sleep. A merciful death to spare himself the act of having to kill her with his own hands, but when she inevitably grew bloodthirsty, he still couldn’t kill his own child (just as he couldn’t kill Loki) and locked her away in a prison all her own (much like how Loki was locked away in Mythology with Sigyn protecting him from the venom dripping serpent.)
My thoughts on what might’ve happened to her if she were poisoned could go one of two ways. She either would’ve died as any human would, or the spell keeping her invulnerable would’ve been broken and she quite possibly would’ve reverted to the “perfect golden child” that Freya was trying to protect. Meaning, blonde like Odin with creamy skin rather than pale and quite possibly less insane, because she would finally be able to feel again. Pain, anguish, all of it. She’d be normal just like every other Asgardian for the first time since she was a small child and it would be quite the humbling shock to go from this:
To this:
Because of one teeny, tiny little plant probably mentioned in Human legend in the MCU by Odin as a warning, should she ever return/escape upon his death or for some other reason.
Just thought this might be an interesting idea for any of you out there trying to figure out how to write a Hela x Reader fic without getting stuck.
Headcanon about the toning down of the Crows in Veilguard.
If we think about ages of Teia/Viago/Illario and Lucanis (and Rook, if that's your HC), they're all (roughly) the same age, right? And I would imagine not much different in age to Zevran, who's been messing with the Crows since DAO.
So what if they're the 'next generation', and perhaps agree with "oh shit, what the Crows used to do was awful, we've got to do better". Teia does have some hero worship of Caterina going on, sure, but I like to think that this generation of Talons is actually doing much better than their predecessors thanks to Zevran clearing the way for them and showing them they can do better.
Ugh, I dunno, I just want to feel hopeful in this little space because I'm very much enjoying Crow!Rook
Boah, me fuckin' too!
What I should be doing: working on my novel
What I’m actually doing: working on a 73 chapter Skyrim fanfic
Is it just me or do Wanda’s twin boys each look like the younger versions of both Quicksilvers?
And then, the X-Men universe Quicksilver shows up outta nowhere...???
This is how you say...suspicious...
I give that voice an A+++++
Me: Elder Maxson is fucking twenty, you guys. Elder Maxson isn't even through puberty yet. Elder Maxson could not walk into a Jewel Osco and buy beer.
Lawrence: Elder Maxson couldn't buy beer at a convenience store? Jesus christ. Imagine being the person who has to card him. Imagine ANYONE carding him. I wouldn't card him.
Ricky: He looks like a fifty year old man, NO ONE would card him.
Me: As a cashier, I'd have to card him. But picture this- you're working a register at ten o'clock at night, the only other person up front is an eighty year old woman with a hearing problem named Marianne. Elder Maxson walks into your line with a six pack of beer. He hands you his ID when you ask for it; he's twenty, you know he's twenty, he knows you know he's twenty, he knows exactly what he's fucking doing. Would YOU refuse to sell Elder Maxson beer? Would you be the one to call the manager on Elder Maxson? Would you call the authorities on a man who looks like he could supplex you through the floor? If it was me, I'd give him the fucking beer, man. I choose life.
Little more of my Crow!Rook, cause I got the Lords of Fortune fit. Viago’s reluctantly proud of her for almost slaying the dragon and saving Treviso.