Heathenry

Viking-era swords were indeed recycled, but usually by being handed down not dug up, even though in “Grettis Saga” the protagonist Grettir Ásmundarson carries a short sword or long knife (a saex or seax or scramasax or sax but not AFAIK a sex) called Kársnautr - “Kárr’s gift” - which he took from Kárr’s burial mound.

This one, similar to No. 13,  is the “seax of Beagnoth”, held by the British Museum…

…and this repro shows one of the simplest hilt-types it might have had when new.

Viking Answer Lady’s website has a list of sword-names , including several ending in “-nautr”. The giver of the gift might be a king or jarl although, given the cynical Viking sense of humour, the donor might equally be a defeated enemy from whom the sword was looted.

"look into the trash and find a god" @ohmerricat 2024

(soothing rainfall) hello freyr

(hawk perched nearby) hello frigg

(cash on the trailside) oh thanks, thor

The Gods support trans people

The Gods support intersex people

The Gods support queer people

The Gods support non-binary people

The Gods support bisexual people

The Gods support asexual people

The Gods support pansexual people

The universe: *sends me a truckload of extremely obvious signs as to what I should do*

The old gods find home in the hearts and altars of ALL their children. If you are a BIPOC, queer, disabled, trans, and/or part of any other marginalized group--never forget that you are welcome, worthy, and loved.

Loki loves MCU Loki for the same reason.

Peeps, I think it'd be a good idea to stop using dragons' blood incense as the tree it is made from is on the verge of extinction. Like if you already have dragons' blood incense on hand then go ahead and use it, but stop buying it so you don't contribute to the plant's extinction.

They said no more the silver tongue

Now even my lips are adorned with silver

Look at me my dear

And tell me I don’t look even shinier

They chained me down

My my

It happens to the best of us

But trust me honey

I am better than the best

I am the sly son of Laufey

And the daughter of Farbauti

I shook their world to the ground

Even though I am still bound

Who is to say you cannot?

When you have me at your side

Do not fret that easily

Because every chain explodes at infinity

It turns out lions are also cats

And they can be pretty loud

I burned the world hot and sweet

And throw a party at the end of it

Because anyone saying it’s not worth it

Is either dull or lying through their teeth

Worlds ended many times at the night

And began again in the morning

At least that’s what they say

I have seen it

I am the flame-haired, trickiest trickster

A shameless bastard and the world-breaker

I survived every apocalypse I’ve ever been

Just like you did

So chin up kiddo

My children are not known for their love of chains

But for their grand escape and Hel-raising