VINDUR Í,

@vinduri

probably an impulsive decision that i will regret later but this blog is being moved, xx

oromë does not necessarily actively protect those that are blessed with his favor, but he does quietly watch over them, even from a distance or even in disguise

oromë in disguise with poor tattered clothes and dirt on his face and then you meet him after dark and he has eyeshine

on this blog specifically ívarr is the thirdborn son of ragnar loðbrók, his elder brothers being björn ironside and halfdan, while ubbe and sigurd snake-in-the-eye are younger than him—he's far closer to his younger brothers than he ever was to björn or halfdan, and while sigurd is already dead during the time acv takes place, it explains his reluctance to leave ubbe's side despite him having adopted a lifestyle that strays too far from the viking one for ívarr's tastes.

i named vili jarl because i always thought that'd be a fitting arc for him but i also wanted to keep him on my boat to tell heart-wrenching little stories and like the losses were incalculable—

oromë's steed, nahar, is neither bridled nor saddled. their will is conjoined, in unison, nahar brings oromë where he wishes to go and oromë wants to go where nahar brings him

yes a father can be loving and fatherly and still shrink your breathing space until you feel like you cannot move without bumping into him, or the memory of him—vili loved his father more than anything in the world, and yet a part of him felt relief when hemmingr died

i'm thinking about vili losing his mother before he gets to know her and feeling like he's not entitled to the luxury of grief and him being hyperaware of this—resulting in that poetic surge of introspection that he chooses to repress in favor of a half-authentic half-fabricated persona that will set him as far from his father's dominating image as humanly conceivable, vili who chooses the path of jarlship only when he no longer feels like an usurper to hemmingr's seat and his clan and his place in the world, vili who is a sensitive soul but feels like he needs to play a part, vili overshadowed in his birthright and doubted by his own people, vili—

aelfred loving his daughter as an extension of himself > aelfred loving his daughter as an instrument of his (god's) design > aelfred loving his daughter because she's his fucking daughter