Kris Leliel

The Sharmat - Finished

This really took me some time but I’m very happy with the outcome

Dagoth Ur in all his shiny glory!

Within the halls of power lies a nervous heart 

That beats like a Young Pretender’s

Beneath these velvet gloves I hide 

The shameful crooked hands of a money lender

Angrboda, Sigyn, and Loki–polyamorous disaster family.

(Angrboda’s grabbing Loki’s butt.)

Love them 💕

- Hecate - 🌒🌕🌘

- Commissions are open! (Please read my fixed post)

FINALLY found some time to sketch, so here’s Loki, Angrboda, and Sigyn! 

Angrboda’s design is based on a lady of 50-something I used to see at my gym. She had a mop of dyed black shaggy hair that looked like it belonged at a KISS concert in 1985. She was short and stocky and walked like she’d been furiously riding a horse across the plains for days and her legs were very sorry for it. I have no doubt that she could single-handedly lift up a car if she needed to, and she constantly let out a boisterous, raspy cackle that you could hear all the way across the building. She always came to different Zumba classes with her friend, Sharon, who was at least a foot taller than her, 500 decibels quieter, and so willowy that together, they looked like the number 10. 

This woman had absolutely no inside voice to speak of, so whenever she and her friend would go to the weight room, you could hear her bark, “SPOT ME, SHARON” as she squatted something like 250 lbs. I absolutely love this lady and I haven’t seen her in a while because I cancelled my gym membership to stay safe from ‘rona, but I hope she’s still squatting 250 lbs and that she and Sharon are enjoying virtual Zumba together. The minute I saw her, I was like, “Oh, that’s absolutely Angrboda.”

Contrary to a lot of popular Norse myth retellings, I never liked the idea that Loki “cheated” on Sigyn with Angrboda; I always just assumed it was an open/polyamorous relationship. They’re that loud (occasionally crass) family with a horde of boisterous kids and a big RV and the best barbecues on the block.

Also, they sparked the end of the world, no biggie.

Ref.

I was reading about the Wild Hunt and how apparently, Odin Allfather was a typical father in that he refused to ask for directions during his annual Yule ride through the night sky, and instead of turning his fun, flying sleigh around or taking a slightly different route, he’d just plow on through the same route he always took, regardless of who or what was in his way. 

And if your house or land WAS in his way, he STILL wouldn’t reroute. He’d just burn the house down instead.

Which is THE funniest thing I have read in years. And it just got funnier when I pictured the whole thing turning into a buddy road trip with Loki and Odin and Sleipnir, and voila, a wild comic appeared.

(File those two kids under unimpressed.jpg.)

You earned them the hard way! Keep fighting!

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I’m so glad I kept fighting, and didn’t give up.

When you have repeated episodes of illness, each one is tougher in some ways. The backwards feeling, the resignation that whatever you did wasn’t good enough to stop another onslaught. Each dip feels like someone hitting you, again and again, and every time it’s harder to get up, especially as you know another punch is coming. And when you mental state is compromised by the illness anyway. It’s tough.

But I kept getting up.

I kept fighting.

I will keep going.

and I know you can too 💙

Peace, Love and Punches,

Blue x

https://www.gofundme.com/DestinyBlue

This is the kind of person she is. 

Please. 

Celebrate the end of harvest in the traditional Roman way. Have a big ole party in the woods, drink, have a brawl, LIVE. 

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