“Next after this, the gods enthroned themselves in their seats and held judgment, and called to mind whence the dwarves had quickened in the mould and underneath in the earth, even as do maggots in flesh. The dwarves had first received shape and life in the flesh of Ymir, and were then maggots; but by decree of the gods had become conscious with the intelligence of men, and had human shape. And nevertheless they dwell in the earth and in stones.”
In The Sword of Summer, when Magnus and Blitz go to Nidavellir, Blank Space is playing in the tavern, which means that the story takes place either last year or this year. From that we learn two things:
-Annabeth is in her early twenties when she meets Magnus
-His birthday next week is either the day he dies or the year after
Once upon a time, a couple of people (mikkenko and tailkinker-to-ennien, I believe) sent me a request for WORLD BUILDING FICS, which is a favorte thing of mine! Whether building an entirely new world for the characters or building up an established one, I tried to keep the focus on those fics that spend time in the world they inhabit and explore various aspects of it, along with the plot! This often means Jotunheim, but also I am entirely here for focus on Asgard or differing takes on Svartalfheim or Nidavellir or Alfheim or any of the Nine Realms! (Part one of probably, like, three eventually. orz)
Thor is young and reckless, eager to slay one of the ferocious frost giants and have the skalds sing songs of his mighty deed. He sneaks into Jötunheimr, but the giant he meets is nothing like the hulking, bloodthirsty creatures from the age-old stories they tell in Asgard.
Thor often chose to visit him in the summer, for his golden skin was not made to withstand the cruel winters of Loki’s homeland. They would hunt together and feast together, tell stories and sing songs, spar and play and roam the land. Sometimes they bickered and came to blows, but no argument ever kept them from fucking for days on end, taking pleasure from each other’s bodies until their youthful lust was sated.
Moonlight shone in through the high windows and the cracks in the walls, creating a pale halo around Thor’s wooden frame. Loki laid his hand on the skillfully carved Mjöllnir that stood between the idol’s feet, tracing the patterns and runes with his fingers. He could not ignore the fact that the Thunderer held the place of honor in the mortals’ place of worship.
At the conclusion of the war between the Aesir and the Jotnar, Laufey not only takes his choice of spoils from Odin’s treasury, but also claims his eldest son as a hostage. Concealing his parentage from Thor would be easier were it not that an Aesir can’t bear a jotun’s touch–at least not a full-blooded one’s.
The Kings and Princes of Jötunheimr gain immortality and a ruthlessness unmatched by any other by having their hearts consigned to the Casket of Ancient Winters. Odin, thanks to the Well of Mímir, knew such a ceremony would leave the Casket vulnerable for the taking. Odin brought the forces of Asgard to Jötunheimr on the day Loki’s heart was to be sealed away, disrupting the ceremony half way through. When Loki learns that he has only ever lived with half of a heart, he sets to finish what was begun. But events don’t proceed quite as he plans…
After a long and wretched campaign, Asgard has conquered Jotunheim. To ensure King Laufey’s cooperation and later friendship between the kingdoms, Asgard takes home the apparent heir to the throne, Loki Laufeyson. Loki is, unfortunately, anything but complacent.
He was going to do it. Thor knew he was going to do it. He had seen that look before. That look echoed across a childhood of stolen nights and broken trespasses. Of dangers fought, revisited, and conquered. It was the look in Loki’s eyes when he’d made up his mind.
Loki is given to Thor by his brother as a ploy to gain Asgard’s army. Much political scheming and conspiracies ensue as Loki finally finds his place in life and in Thor’s heart.
→ Never Doubt by rayemars, thor/loki + other asgardians, some loki/omc (that’s not really about them), NSFW, berserker!thor, implied child abuse, 35.9k wip
The Aesir won’t accept a king who would ride into battle and be unable to tell enemy from ally; and so when his berserker nature is discovered, Thor and Loki’s inheritances and roles are upended drastically. But some things never change.
→ Stone Age AU, thor/loki, nsfw, dub-con/non-con in parts (at first), brief descriptions of child death, stone age au, 60k
norsekink prompt: Thor’s tribe destroys another tribe because they couldn’t agree about their territories. Loki, a son of the leader of that tribe, survives, but he gets captured and enslaved.
Things go very differently on the ill-suited venture to Jotunheim when the Frost Giants notice something about one of the invaders. But their decision to “rescue” what they assume must be a kidnapped Jotun has many unexpected and far-spanning consequences…especially for Loki himself.
Frigga and Thor battle Loki to save him from himself. Words are Frigga’s weapons and love is her strength, and she will not surrender this fight.
→ Hail of Shadows by Lizardbeth, thor & loki + frigga & loki + thanos + malekith + other marvel characters, torture/loki whump, plotfic, redemption fic, 64.5k
Outside the boundaries of the Nine Realms, beyond the protective embrace of the World Serpent, waits a figure of nightmare and shadow, who leaves only death in his wake: Thanos the Eternal. Even as Loki vows revenge, dark forces are moving. Frigga knows only her family united will withstand the coming storm, even as the fates seem determined to rip them apart.
→ Road to Nowhere by Lise, thor & loki + frigga + other thor characters, thor 2 spoilers, action fic, quest fic, 27.2k
When Loki turns up demanding Thor’s help on a quest to retrieve the All-Mother from Valhalla, Thor isn’t about to say no. But that doesn’t mean he’s forgotten anything, and what better time than a road trip through the backwaters of the universe for trying to talk things out?
“Come to visit me again, brother?” Thor’s voice rumbled through the prison block like thunder in the distance. Loki stepped out from the shadows of the stairwell. “Disasters are always so compelling to watch,” he replied.
“The sonic boom ripped through the sky over Asgard’s capital, rattling windows in their casements and scaring clouds of pigeons into the air. It overlapped with a deafening crack, and the combined reverberations, enough to set the dust of the streets shivering into the air, vibrated through Loki’s chest. He frowned, looking up from the doll-like mask of the Svartálfar corpse he was examining. He knew that sound. Catching the eye of the einheri captain beside him, he tilted his head in silent command. ‘It seems my brother has come home,’ he said. 'We should give him a proper welcome.'”
“Well, this should be fun!” Fandral exclaimed flamboyantly as the six of them left the throne room. Odin had called on them for three seperate missions, to three seperate realms. Thor would go with Hogunn to Vanaheim, Sif would go to Jotunheim with Volstagg, and Loki was to go with Fandral to Nidavellir.
“I know how much you just loooove messing with the Dwarves, Loki.” he winked. “Pity we won’t get anywhere near the citadels.”
So I took a couple hours and documented my favourite little details that kinda go unnoticed around the spiral. I hope to start doing more photosets soon and I’m already working on another one but if anyone has some requests (keep in mind I have limited access to worlds right now) let me know and I might do some more! I only did worlds I currently have access to, minus Wysteria. Featured in this set:
Crack through the Death School icon in Ravenwood, Wizard City
Outside view in the upper floor in the Krokotopian Library, Krokotopia
A tiny farmer’s market passed by the Balloon Cars in Marleybone
Fallen statues on the corners of streets in Village of Sorrow, Mooshu
The Dragon Titan in The Atheneum, Dragonspyre
The paintings and statues in Nidavellir, Grizzleheim
The constellations on the water in District of the Stars, Celestia
The little courtyard in Waterfront, Zafaria
The Detailing on the ceiling of the Dolorous Tower in Lake Front, Avalon
The statues on the way out of the Quetzal Grove in The Zocalo, Azteca
The Good, Giving, Game series by Hannahrhen, especially Receiving End and Schooled, because spanking. One of my favorite authors writing one of my favorite kinks. Also Better Left Unsaid, because Loki making Tony confess his filthy thoughts about dominating Loki really is just the best thing ever.
Break My Fall by Hotchoco195. This is one I have read over and over, just because it’s just well-written and in-character and awesome. Tony finds Loki in a bar after New York, realizes they have more in common than he thought, Tony stresses over things so Loki snatches him away to the Dwarves realm (the part where they’re on Nidavellir is one of my favorite written bits of Frostiron fic ever, it paints a great picture).
Accepted by Arkada. Tony and Loki trade sex for tech and magic. Both are total sassy-pants trying to one-up the other in sex.
Sigyn sighed wearily as she trudged through the royal gardens.
“Is something wrong, Lady Sigyn?” Prince Loki enquired ever so politely.
Sigyn fought the urge to roll her eyes. “Of course not, your highness. Everything’s fine,” she replied, smiling tightly as she thought of a thousand and one ways to kill her mother.
If it weren’t for her social climbing mother Sigyn would still be at her father’s estate in Nidavellir -wearing trousers, riding horses, practising archery and sorcery, and doing a million other things her mother didn’t approve of - not on Asgard, forced into a gown far too tight for her, and thrown at Prince Loki’s feet.
Sigyn couldn’t believe that she was on a date with Prince Loki. She’d heard stories that he was a trickster and wielded seiðr like it was second nature. Sigyn might have been interested to meet that Prince Loki, unfortunately she discovered that he was actually the most boring, uptight man in all of creation.
Sigyn bit back another sigh, turning to glare back at the small army of chaperones who were gossiping amongst themselves a respectable distance behind, thinking of a thousand and two ways to kill her mother.
Many of Sif’s stories are lost, but her most famous story is having her hair cut by Loki as a trick (I also suggest Kevin Crossley-Holland’s version, as it is more sympathetic toward Loki). In an attempt to escape Thor’s wrath in retribution, Loki turns to the dwarves in Nidavellir to help him replace Sif’s hair.
As I read through the story though, the setup to the story didn’t make much sense. Why would Loki do this to Sif? Not just as a god, but what lesson did the myth teach the people who told it?
It is believed by many scholars that Sif was a powerful goddess of agriculture, and that her golden hair represented wheat. Loki, too, has other associations. Among others, he was a hearth god, of fire. So the story of Loki cutting Sif’s hair could be representative of a great fire that burned a field.
The most unreal thing about the bar was Taylor Swift’s “Blank Space” blasting from the speakers.
“Dwarves like human music?” I asked Blitzen.
“You mean humans like our music.”
“But…” I had a sudden image of Taylor Swift’s mom and Freya having a girls’ night out in Nidavellir. “Never mind.”
Magnus Chase, on his first time in a dwarf bar, while still underage