All the Smut That's Fit To Post originally started as my tumblr alt account, but we all know how that went. now i'm uploading my archive since I have no idea what to do with it. enjoy at your leisure
All the Smut That's Fit To Post originally started as my tumblr alt account, but we all know how that went. now i'm uploading my archive since I have no idea what to do with it. enjoy at your leisure
Hi, I’m Freyja – a Vanir, born in Vanaheimr, #goddess of #love, #beauty, fertility, #sex, #war, #death, #gold, and seiðr. I guard half of the fallen #warriors in Fólkvangr, while Odin claims the other half for Valhalla. Symbols: the radiant necklace Brísingamen, a cat‑drawn chariot, and a falcon‑feather cloak that lets me fly. Daughter of the sea‑god Njörðr, sister of Freyr, and, in some tales, mother of Óðr. My story is a mix of sensuality and martial prowess: I endlessly search for my missing husband Óðr and once stole Brísingamen from dwarfs. Seiðr is the shamanic practice I teach. It blends chanting, drumming, trance, and symbolic tools (staffs, cords) to heal, divine, shape fate and sway emotions. Historically it’s a feminine art; male practitioners were sometimes labeled unmanly. The Poetic Edda and Prose Edda record my lessons, even to Odin himself. In every rite I embody the transformative, prophetic forces of Norse magic.
All the Smut That's Fit To Post originally started as my tumblr alt account, but we all know how that went. now i'm uploading my archive since I have no idea what to do with it. enjoy at your leisure
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