Kate / Brynn. 30s. they / them. Star Wars. Tolkien Legendarium (Rings of Power Positive). Hellblade (Current). Black Sails. TTRPGs (GM Main). Fic on AO3 is user-locked!
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God I fucking love being a monk at the Monastery of Lindisfarne on this fine morning of June 8th, 793. I love looking at all the gold and silver objects and alive monks that live here.
You know, one of my favourite things about Ryland Grace is how sociable he is. How easy it is for people to fall into his orbit. They show it time and time again. How much his students obviously love him, how he manages to hype up the dour suits whilst he's testing the astrophage, Carl playing with him in the Home Depot, the other government people eating his Skittles, Eva Stratt dragging him around everywhere and allowing herself to be just that little bit more vulnerable around him, Rocky and the Eridians embracing him as not just as a savior but family.
I know it's not explicit that Grace is aroace but so often, aroace people are portrayed as distant and independent and happily isolated. Sometimes even to the point of misanthropy. It's so nice to see a character like this who loves connecting with people. He's a rambler, he's excitable. So what if he doesn't have a family or a dog. He doesn't need them because he has everyone he meets and that's enough.
[Senua’s Saga: Hellblade II; Mature, WIP, a Thórgestr-centric Redemption Arc fic with slowburn Senua/Thórgestr - read the new chapter on AO3 here]
[chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four | chapter five | excerpts post one | excerpts post two | full hellblade fic masterpost]
“There was a moment,” Senua says, before Thórgestr can think of anything else to say or do. “When Áleifr was on the ground, everyone looked to me, waiting for what I would do. Who I would become. And I felt it. The same shadow in me, the pull of the Tyrant. How it might feel to be honored, loved, feared. The way everyone calls me Giantsbane now, I…”
Clarity comes to him again. Recognition. “You’re afraid, too.”
A fire is kindled by another fire.
Well, since AO3 is back!!!!! :D
Thanks everyone for your patience on the release of this chapter! HUGE shout outs to my beta team, and especially @eisoj5 @stitchingatthecircuitboard @ichabodjane and @laurenplayspeople with this one. Thank you, friends! <3
I hope y'all enjoy this one! I like to think of it as a break through for Senua and Thórgestr's relationship. :) As always, I would love to hear thoughts in the replies, tags, or comments!
[Senua’s Saga: Hellblade II; Mature, 15 chapters planned, a Thórgestr-centric Redemption Arc fic with slowburn Senua/Thórgestr - full hellblade fic masterpost]
[chapter 1 tumblr post | AO3]
“He’s gone,” someone says, soothing but for the note of desperation crackling through their voice, “Áleifr is gone and cannot hurt you anymore—now rest, heal, live for me, I will not lose you, too.”
But Thórgestr is lost, blind and trapped somewhere between Midgard and Niflheim. Alone in the dark.
“Follow my voice. I won’t leave you.”
In the aftermath of events in Borgarvirki, Senua and Thórgestr navigate legacies and leadership, healing and moving forward.
[chapter 2 tumblr post | AO3]
“It is good to see you awake,” Senua says once he has caught his breath, though he leans heavy into the bedding, worn out from even so little an effort. “I thought…” She trails off, moving away, and he reaches almost without thinking to grasp her hand and to rest her palm against the unmarred side of his chest.
“Don’t worry,” he says, trying to pull a smile to his face. His voice is stronger, at least, though still threaded with weariness and the pain he is determined to ignore. “It will take much more than a sword cut to send me to Hela.”
Awakening from illness, Thórgestr learns what has happened over the past few days in Borgarvirki.
[chapter 3 tumblr post | AO3]
Thórgestr! He hears not with his ears, not in his mind, but deep in the marrow of his bones. At first it is the enraged snarl of Áleifr, the promise of brutality if he does not come to heel. He freezes, prey in sight of danger. But then—Thórgestr—another voice joins his father’s and outlasts him. It draws Thórgestr away from fear, deeper into the dreaming but away from the dark.
In the dreaming again, in the space between worlds, a spirit makes her presence known.
[chapter 4 tumblr post | AO3]
The hall beyond this room is quiet. More often than not, his door has been kept open for the convenience of those coming in and out, sound traveling easily in and out of the main room. In daylight, there is a rolling river of mixed languages and sparse laughter, and truth be told, he has been too weary to hear it as more than the murmur of life beyond illness, waiting patiently for him to rejoin it.
But for now there is this room and the woman who watches over him in it.
Thórgestr and Senua have a midnight conversation about the importance of rest.
[chapter 5 tumblr post | AO3]
“I want to know,” Ástríðr seethes. “I want to know you regret it—all of it. The sacrifices. The tributes. Your father’s tyranny over everyone he deemed weaker than you.”
Another important and inevitable conversation finally happens.
[chapter 6 tumblr post | AO3]
“There was a moment,” Senua says, before Thórgestr can think of anything else to say or do. “When Áleifr was on the ground, everyone looked to me, waiting for what I would do. Who I would become. And I felt it. The same shadow in me, the pull of the Tyrant. How it might feel to be honored, loved, feared. The way everyone calls me Giantsbane now, I…”
Clarity comes to him again. Recognition. “You’re afraid, too.”
A fire is kindled by another fire.
[chapter 7 tumblr post | AO3]
“Did I hurt you?” he asks, dreading it, but still needing to be certain. “Last night?”
“I think it is everything. Crashing on the beach, traveling across the land, the giants, all the fighting… It was a hard journey.” She shrugs. “I’ve had harder. I’ll live.”
A day of rest, and then another dream, at last.
[chapter 8 tumblr post | AO3]
“You were the chieftain’s son, were you not?”
Thórgestr does not flinch outwardly, but only because he has been bracing himself for this. For a moment, he feels his father’s heavy hand gripping his shoulder. Senua’s knee is still pressed against his leg beneath the table and thankfully her touch prevails against the shadow of the past. You’re with me. “I was,” he tells Audunn. “We severed ties.”
“Your father nearly severed you,” Iseult says, pushing a plate of bread and dried fruit across the table. “Save talk for later and eat something.”
Thórgestr finally meets the former captives.
[chapter 9 tumblr post | AO3]
A figure approaches, weaving through the bodies of giants, steps slow and methodical—a traveler who has come far and with purpose, as relentless as the sea in his pursuit.
“Chieftain’s son,” the stranger says, a Vestmann by his accent, but he says it in smoke-rough Norse. “I’ve been watching you.”
In the dreaming between worlds, an old fool delivers a message.
[chapter 10 tumblr post | AO3]
He has to find a way to carry all that has happened and not let it weigh him down into a grave.
Find your strength, Druth had said, he who knew Senua somehow. His words still have the resonance of a battle-cry and Thórgestr will not shy away from that. This is not your final resting place.
Thórgestr and Senua speak of the past and a few of their ghosts.
Thórgestr also gets a haircut.
[chapter 11 tumblr post | AO3]
Silence stretches long until Solveig hums like she’s learned something already. “You look well for a man who took a blade through his back.”
Thórgestr has a meeting with Solveig Silvertongue, skáld of Borgarvirki.
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Also on the topic of Senua - I think it's interesting that the titles (in order) go "Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice" to "Senua's Saga: Hellblade II" to simply "Senua"
We go from Senua going through the five stages of grief (sacrifice) to going on another journey (saga) to just her name - perhaps alluding to the ending of 2 in her taking the reins and becoming the author of her own destiny. Her voice. Her choice(s).
Kelli: Do you have an answer about how frequently Armand was wiping Louis's memory?
Rolin: Yeah probably but I don't know how important it is... Everybody, Assad probably has a different idea, Jacob does, and maybe some of my writers room do –I love that, I think that's okay. For me I actually think it was very very very little. And I actually think –many people probably disagree with me– that Louis probably did ask him in Sausalito to erase it. I think he did. I always felt Armand having two really extraordinary lies. And just two. But because you have to continue with those, it becomes a series of lies and lies and lies, and it seems worse to me than it is. I always wanted to find this empathetic version of Armand, but I house it like everything else I did in the show: I house my idea about it, and there are open interpretations of the actor who is embodying it, the people who have had reactions about that, and I think that's cool. And it ends up letting the audience members– you get to see yourself in how you feel about all those things.
Kelli: I always thought that it might be believable that Louis could ask for that, but I don't know if he did, what do you guys think? Do you agree with Rolin?
Jacob: Yeah, I like Rolin's answer, I think it's open to interpretation. And kind of for me, the thing is that... I sort of don't–
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Hey, man, c'mere. Listen. Get in real close, this is important.
You're gonna make stuff again. You're gonna make stuff you're proud of. You're gonna make stuff you're excited to share. You're going to feel that overwhelming drive to create, not just the frantic I want to want to you're stuck in now. You're going to have awesome ideas, and you're going to make them into reality. You're going to create again. You're still an artist. You're still a writer. You're still home to the same passion you had before. You'll find it again. It's not gone. It's just resting. Let it rest. You're going to make stuff again. I promise.
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