Fenrir of Asgard
Fenrisúlfr, son of Loki, wolf of Tyr, god of Asgard.
(Norse Mythology RP blog)

October 02 2014, 07:11 PM

Anonymous: [Text:] I'm not dramatic. You are, my sweet sister.


[Text:] You’re only texting me because you would have stormed into the room with hair billowing if you said that in person and you know it, brother mine.

[Text:] Drama wolf. 

[Text:] You would have burst in with magic everywhere, if it were you.

October 01 2014, 03:02 PM


This captivating series of original artwork by Anna Novikova is entitled ‘Goddesses of the North’ and features gorgeous representations of Skade, Frøya, Natt, Rån, Siv, Idunn and Hel.

September 27 2014, 11:32 PM

{*whispers.* I told you they kissed and it was adorable everyone shut up and go home.}

{*whispers.* I told you they kissed and it was adorable everyone shut up and go home.}

September 27 2014, 06:40 PM

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{Not my picture but it pretty much sums up what happened.}

{Not my picture but it pretty much sums up what happened.}

September 27 2014, 04:02 PM

{OMG that kiss was so cute shut up he kissed his neck we all saw it darn I love this game.}

September 27 2014, 03:39 PM

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{At a AFL Grand Final party today. Hawthorn is winning 76 to the Swans’ 33. Anyone else watching the game?}

September 25 2014, 07:06 PM

{Looking hella cute and feeling fine.~}

{Looking hella cute and feeling fine.~}

September 25 2014, 06:09 PM


    “—-Why must I be so foolish?”


"Is a fool really what you think yourself?"

September 25 2014, 06:08 PM



      “You should see the other guy. He looks twenty times worse. Swear.”

"I don’t care what the other person looks like. You are a mess."

September 25 2014, 06:05 PM



"You really do not want to start that shit because I am the last person you want to piss off.”

"There are a an unlimited number of beings in the 9 I fear more than you, little pup. Now shut up before I split your head open.”

September 25 2014, 06:03 PM

{OPEN} vii.



"Seems like you and I are the only ones up."

"Does indeed appear to be the case."

September 25 2014, 05:56 PM

{Open Starter: Sparring practice.}

"Come on then. Hit me as hard as you can."

September 25 2014, 05:15 PM



Hef ekki séð þig í smá stund." Fenrir admitted, wondering if the god of thunder had been out of town or causing trouble else where. It wasn’t as if he had expected Thor to hang around. Why would he?
There wasn’t much for a Norseman to do around these parts, and the wolf was sure Thor would always be required else where.
It didn’t mean his company was not missed, even if there was no way Fenrir would actually admit he had, deep down somewhere, missed the other’s company.

"Fenrir," Thor said, a warm smile coming to his face. "It was indeed been a while." He stepped forward, an affectionate hand on his nephew’s shoulders. He remembered that, the last time they had met, the young man had been a little afraid, so he refrained from an embrace. "How do you fare?"

It wasn’t that Fenrir had been fearful, but more cautious. He was the god of thunder after all, and why would he wish to feel comfortable around the being said to be destined to slay his brother?

"Well enough to get by." The wolf admitted, glancing downwards at the large hand that came to embrace his shoulder. "How have you been? I haven’t seen you in a good while…"

September 25 2014, 05:12 PM



"Why is my brother texting you selfies?"
Fenrir did not look pleased.
Not because he didn’t want Nanna speaking with Jorm…
Actually that was it.
But not out of jealousy.
Jormungandr was the kind of person he wanted to protect his lover against.

"It was an accident on his part - I didnt even know he had my number. I’ve asked him to delete my details from his phone so hopefully that solves it." Nanna deleted the messages from her phone quickly before looking up at Fenrir from the sofa. Her smile turned into a worried frown. "Are you alright? You look…worried." 

"He’s… a colourful character." The god said gently, coming to stand a little closer, hands resting either side of Nanna’s head on the back of the couch. "…and by colourful, I mean mostly shades of blood and salty water. I love him dearly… but he tends to get jealous, and when he does, he tends to take it out on others… I just don’t want him to hurt you."

September 25 2014, 05:06 PM

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danceswithjerks: ◈ idk idk idk

{Masterlist of Memes}
{◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised}

Using his toe to prod the unmoving form that lay in the gutter, Fenrirsulfr wrinkled his nose, wondering if the form were alive at all…
"You look like you’ve had a good night." The god mummered when he finally saw the other’s chest slowly rise and fall again with breath, and so sat next to him.
Fen could feel his fear. Maybe it was of death. Maybe he was scared of him. Either way, it tasted bitter, and the god thought he would sit and feed off it a bit.