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ravenloop · 1 year

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Hey! Love your writings! Would love to see you write something for Sindri, Tyr, Thor and/or heimdall with a giantess reader who is taller than the boys (feel free to change any of the boys or lower the amount by picking your favs!)

Headcanons: Sindri, Tyr and Heimdall with a giantess S/O

AN: WOOOOOO I LOVE TALL GIRLS STUFF! Also I did a lotta stuff for Thor recently so i decided to leave him out of this one. Hope you dont mind :)

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Sindri:

Considering he's a dwarf, Sindri isn't ever really surprised when he sees someone taller than him. That also applied for when he first met you.

You were a giant so of course you would be taller than him, it was expected.

But man, he never actually thought that he'd ever date a giant!

He gets very shy and flustered around you, even more than he normally is when you're not there. Brok teases him about it a lot and he somehow gets even less composed.

You tease him a lot about how much taller than him you are, those times Sindri likes to retort. It's all fun and games of course, just loving bickers.

He builds a bed in his treehouse home that can accommodate your size, just so you don't have to sleep all cramped or uncomfortable in the smaller beds.

Though Sindri ends up sleeping in it more than you do cause DAMN it's comfy as hell to sleep on something big enough to be your house.

You both take naps together and he knows that he's never leaving until you wake up cause you always trap him in you're limbs that are way heavier than he ever will be. Sindri could just use his dwarven teleportation ability but why would he?

Whenever he wants to kiss you he taps on your leg/thigh in a silent request for you to kneel down. Sometimes you just pick him up and kiss him which both scares and oddly arouses him.

What can he say? He's a sucker for a tall lady. And that lady happens to be you.

Týr:

From the moment you both met, Týr knew you two would become good friends.

He was right, you definitely became friends and a lot more.

It had been so long since Týr met another giant of his size - or someone around his size.

You were definitely taller than him which he didn't mind, he was just happy that he didn't have to worry about spraining his neck to look down at you.

Kissing you is also a relief! You're a bit taller but still the perfect kissing height. Sometimes you even catch Týr off-guard by grabbing him and pulling the god into a kiss - but he isn't complaining. Not one bit.

You tease him about being taller. Týr is a good sport though and only gives a hearty chuckle. He isn't phased by your teasing and knows it's just your nature.

Both of you share giant problems with one another as well. There just isn't enough things in the nine realms made with Jötnar in thought.

It's also easier for the two of you to have a passionate time in bed. I will not elaborate further.

You also spoon him in bed because you're bigger, and its very strange at first for Týr but he gets used to it quickly.

Týr also shares his stories from when he traveled to other lands with you, most of his stories he also talks about how he met other giants.

Overall, it's a very loving, happy and teasing relationship, all the teasing comes from you.

Heimdall:

Oh gods, how did this relationship even start is the real question.

Heimdall absolutely despises the Jötnar, all of the Aesir did. So how you of all people managed to become his partner baffles both of you.

Even when you start dating he's still snarky and rude to you.

And if you tease him about being shorter than you... Oh may the nine realms unite to help you because the gods certainly won't.

He calls you things like, "Long stuff" "Sky high" and just "Mountain." You have no idea if it's out of spite or love but you like to think it's a bit of both.

You're too tall for most chairs and Heimdall finds it hilarious seeing you sit with your knees to your chest. After a while you started sitting on the floor at tables, Heimdall's sad about it.

Sparring with you is an amusing and somewhat terrifying experience. All Heimdall sees is a tall, shadowy figure coming at him. Foresight of course helps him avoid you but that doesn't make it any less frightening. Not that he'd admit he's scared.

He doesn't kiss you in public and only does it when you're sitting down in your shared room, it makes him feel a little taller that way. Plus it means he doesn't have to ask you to bend, that would just mean accepting you're taller.

You also mess with him by pretending he's too far to hear so you have to bend down. It annoys him to no end but you find the way his face gets red too cute to stop.

It won't seem like it at first but he is in love with you. The way he acts in private tells you that, and you also love your Irritable little man.

#god of war #god of war ragnarök #god of war x reader #gow x reader #heimdall x reader #gow heimdall x reader #gow Heimdall #gow sindri #sindri x reader #gow Sindri x reader #gow Týr #gow Týr x reader #Týr x reader #reader insert

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nonndrawz · 6 months

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Rating the GOW Odinsons on how well they would twerk

Thor: 9

I think everyone can agree that Thor has the most booty!!! Like??? He's double-cheeked up on a Thursday afternoon with hella ass!!! When the sun is still out!!! So he seems like a perfect 10/10 right??? Well unfortunately Thor needs to get tipsy first because there's no way in Hel he's gonna twerk sober!!! As a result of his drunkness, Thor wouldn't have have good tempo/wouldn't be perfectly on beat. However, his thunderous ass claps would hard carry.

Týr: 3

As much as I love Týr, there is no way he's getting a good rating. First of all, this man is built like a rectangle so there's barely any curves or ass. Secondly, I can't imagine him having any dancing skills because he's too shy to move his body and his long limbs make it difficult. Sure he traveled the world and saw new dances but out of respect, he wouldn't try any of it. Plus at the end of the day, he's a lanky white boy, so I don't think he has any rhythm. Tbh the only positive I can see is that he'll try his best.

Heimdall: -100

This man couldn't twerk to save his life.

Baldur: 8.5

Now why would I rate Baldur so high??? Well, firstly this man absolutely will twerk without question, so he doesn't need to be drunk to do any goofy shit. Secondly, he's crazy and skilled enough to try all sorts of twerking styles and methods (like twerking upside-down). Thirdly because of his (curse) immortality, he has unlimited stamina and can twerk for hours on end. Fourthly because he lacks physical sensation, his other senses are probably heightened and stronger. So it's likely that he can hear better and therefore be more on beat. Lastly, Baldur definitely has enough boredom and free time to master a dancing skill just for the fun of it. The only negative is that he has an average ass, so he can't get it clapping.

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peiskos-and-apricity · 27 days

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My Oath to You

Týr x (GN)Reader

Summary - Týr has returned to you after more than a century of absence. Completely overwhelmed by his sudden appearance you can't bring yourself to believe that your long lost lover has finally come home.

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Years. Years you had spent apart. Without him your days bled together, your nights full of restless heartache. By the second decade you had believed him truly gone; his comforting care ripped from your hands. You had mourned him, had buried him in the permanent scar he left behind. He had become an old melancholy memory.

And yet now, impossibly, you stand before him. His soft features are as still as your own, his warm eyes staring into your very being. You would have thought him a ghost, a mere apparition had he not held the arrow that had missed the mark of his chest by a nails edge. An arrow that left your fingers out of rage at the being who claimed to be your long-lost love. At an imposter.

The only thing that had cut through your rage long enough to stop your assault was the shining ring on his hand. A vow you had given, a promise, a shining beacon of what was supposed to be forever. You held your bow strong, but you were simply too blinded by that small binding sheen of what you had lost so long ago.

Silence, a painful, heart-wrenching silence. One that, through a tightened throat and weary hope, you spoke through.

"Do not..." You start, your voice shaking at just the sight of someone who would dare tell you that he wasn't gone.

"Do not lie to me" your anger bleeds into every word, but the slight shake of your hands shows your fragile state. Your face contorts into an ugly mix of fury-filled pain.

"My word is truth. I vowed no man nor God, no cage nor world would keep me from you. I would sooner have my spirit broken than that promise" his voice is soft, so memorably soft, his eyes showing a care you missed oh so dearly. When you didn't move he approached again, this time slowly, carefully, as if each step were a promise of its own.

And yet still you held strong. Even as tears well in your eyes and your breathing becomes shallow you do not dare let down your guard. You didn't turn from him, not for a second. You simply felt your chest tighten further, your mind screaming to let go, to kill the being who would do something as cruel as speaking the promises he knew naught of.

"My guiding star, I cannot bear any more distance. I have spent countless cold nights aching for the warmth of you" his sweet words are a lull against the grating yell of your own mind. Despite how much you try to block out the sound it effortlessly digs into you, plucking at the dusted strings of your heart in a melody only he ever knew. You knew you should pull away, that you should question this impossible situation further, but you can't seem to find the will to move from him.

Once he is in an arm's reach he slowly pushes the bow down, moving its arrow away from him like there was never a threat to his life. You didn't protest the movement, you couldn't bear to. Instead you turned away, your eyes shutting as tears fell from them, unable to look at this torturous apparition any further. Your grip finally loosened on the string.

"Please, don't turn from me" he pleaded as the warmth of his hand met your own, the bow falling to the ground. You tense at the touch, still unable to believe such a thing. But it isn't long before the warmth of him is far too tempting. Your hand grips his tighter, half expecting nothing to be there but feeling a surge of emotion when there is.

"You're...You're a liar" you spit through grated teeth and choked back sobs.

"You aren't- he's..." You try to lash out, try to fight against this horrible lie. But gods forgive you, there is no part of you that can bear to pull away.

"You're not real" you whispered the painful words in a weakening tone as you felt his presence step closer, only inches from you now.

"I am, my love...I am" he whispers back, your hand squeezing tighter as you try to hold the pieces of yourself together. Ever so gently he lays his head against yours, a shaky breath leaving him.

For a moment there is silence. One so quiet you could practically hear your strength cracking into pieces. A silence so painful that you can only bear to be in it so long as you hear his thumping heart and shallow breath.

"Words fail me. I cannot begin to tell you the ways I have missed you" his words strike through your being in a flash of bittersweet. He was nothing if not a man of many beautiful words and it was a rare day when he didn't have a poet's tongue. But his voice breaks and his grip on you tightens ever so slightly. A pleading is found in how desperately he clings.

"You haven't a clue" you choke out, no longer able to hold your front of fury.

"I have mourned you. You were dead to the world. Dead to me" you speak through the threat of sobs in your throat. He pulls away ever so slightly, an absence you feel so deeply that you must restrain yourself from diving back into his hold. But he seems to do that for you when he takes both hands to either side of your face. He wipes the tears that fall like rivers from you and you notice then that his own rivers fall as well. But even through the clear pain of so many years apart, he still looks at you like he would steal the sun just to keep you warm. And you knew, deep down in that part of your soul you had spent so many years trying to carve out, that it would only take the slightest shiver from you for him to consider it.

"I might not know what it is to mourn your loss, but I have mourned the pain of the lifetime I couldn't share with you. I have spent each day yearning for nothing else and knowing you were just beyond my grasp" as he gazes into your eyes you can see the saddened smile that meets his lips. How sweet his smile always was. No matter through tears or tough times, his smile always found a way to calm you. Which is why it hurts so much when it slowly falls from his lips, his eyes shut as a labored breath leaves him.

"Please...speak to me. Say whatever you will but I simply cannot stand the silence" his voice is quiet, his words a pleading request. With a deep breath you soon hold the hands he held you with, fingers stroking scars you didn't recognize.

"I..." You lose the words you wished to say just as quickly as you had thought to say them. You had spent so long wishing for him back, pleading that he might still somehow come home. You would have hung every star in the sky if it meant you would be able to hold him for just one more night. But now that you're here, faced with the reality that you had begged for a love you never lost, you could really only find one thing to say.

"I love you" the words fall with practiced ease. There is not a being strong enough to ever rip away the effortlessness with which you found your care for him.

"I have loved you for as many flakes of snow have fallen in your absence. I have loved you for as many nights as I have wished on flickering stars for you back. I have loved you, I have loved you, I have-" you are hardly surprised when his lips suddenly meet your own, however you couldn't have predicted just how overwhelming the action would be. Lips moved in ways so intimately familiar to the both of you. Hands gripped tighter as if the dream might end should you let go, the salty taste of tears is ignored by the both of you. The two of you moved as if to make up for the more than a century of lost affection, slow and gentle and desperate, a silent cry to be so close you become one.

And, ever so slowly and with a hesitance the two of you rarely ever knew, your lips parted. His breath softly fell on your face, a closeness you had longed for so many nights to feel again. His head gently rested upon yours once more and you could only hope to never feel his absence ever again.

"Would you...promise me something?" Your voice is still so quiet, too afraid that any sudden noise would break this tentative peace.

"Anything" he answers back. You can't help the warmth that falls at just how quickly he answers.

"Promise me that I will never lose you again" your words are as soft as the first time you had ever asked such a thing of him. The short silence that follows hurts you a little, your worry mounting in it.

"We both know that is a vow I cannot make" his words are familiar, a horrible reality that he never allowed you to forget. It only ever made you hold on tighter to him.

"But," he continues. One of his hands reaches to your own before carefully pulling it to his lips and kissing the jeweled ring you would never dare to lose. One he had traveled many strange worlds to make for you.

"With every ounce of strength I still hold I will not stop fighting for every fleeting moment we have. That is what I can promise" his words, as bittersweet as they are, do comfort you. They are reminiscent of a vow made so many lifetimes ago. One that he would repeat to the end of time itself. You gently take his hand as well, your lips meeting the gold band that binds him to you.

"Then that is the promise I will hold us to"

#Týr is so kind and gentle and patient and I love him #gn reader #gow ragnarok #gowr #god of war x reader #god of war #gow tyr #gow tyr x reader #gow Týr #gow ragnarok x reader #gow ragnarok tyr #týr gow #Týr #gow #gender neutral reader #self insert

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saimincoatl · 1 year

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Obsessed with Týr and his dynamic with the group

#god of war #god of war ragnarok #Týr #Tyr #fanart #2022 #comic #GoW #kratos #Atreus #100

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angermango · 2 months

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finally got around to drawing the gang destroying a home depot

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lulubelluleart · 1 year

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More of baby Baldur and big bro Týr because ❤️ but Huldras bros still the best

#fanart #god of war #god of war ragnarok #god of war baldur #gow fanart #gow #gow tyr #týr #god of war tyr

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esthara · 5 months

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God of War Valhalla a summary. Not spoiler free but spoiler free enough.

#god of war #god of war ragnarok #kratos #tyr gow #Valhalla #god of war ragnarök valhalla #Kratos: Then I opened the box and– Týr: Let me guess she died?

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vindicia · 4 months

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A god of war... a god of pain, of suffering, of destruction. The Norns said I chase a redemption that I know I can never deserve. What does that make me? God of fools? A god of... hope.

GOD OF WAR RAGNARÖK: VALHALLA (2023)

#gowedit #gamingedit #godofwaredit #gowredit #god of war #god of war ragnarok #god of war valhalla #god of war ragnarok valhalla #vgedit #dailyvideogames #kratos #mimir #týr #sigrun #gifs*#mine*#hours of fighting in valhalla now THAT'S what i call a therapy session<3 #gow spoilers

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lost-opium-artblog · 1 year

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Like old time, in Vanaheim.

"I missed you, brother."

#god of war ragnarok #god of war #gow #tyr #týr #baldr #baldur #fanart

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fa-800 · 1 year

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#god of war ragnarok #god of war #tyr god of war #týr #tyr #gow ragnarok #gow #gow spoilers #god of war spoilers #Odin

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whenitearnsme · 1 month

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hc that garm is the way it is now because of odins fuckery and it used to be just a regular pupper (also Týr's doge)

#god of war #god of war ragnarok #týr #gow #tyr #tyr god of war #gowr #garmr #garm

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nonndrawz · 8 months

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When Týr becomes an companion in the next game and he has a wonderful dyamnic with Kratos, everyone is gonna start shipping them and the Kratýr nation will rise up again!!! 🗣🔥