#Loki's Seidr

[midnottart]

Loki • Samhain, 2023

#loki #norse mythology loki #norse mythology #witchcraft #samhain #halloween #seidr #magic ritual #midnott #midnott.art

[hrefna-the-raven]

Tome of Fate

Masterlist

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4

Chapter 5 (finale)

Summary: This is basically an AU story about Loki, prince of Jotunheim, and the reader, princess of Asgard, meeting in the Utgardhall's library.

Loki drinks up some courage to confess his feelings to you :)

Words: 2013

Warnings: drunkenness, smut (18+)

As all of you stumbled into the local tavern, the air thick with the smell of stale ale and sweat, he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his chest. He'd never been drawn to the rough and tumble atmosphere of the local watering hole, full of brawny warriors, foreign merchants and rough-hewn townsfolk. But tonight felt different. Tonight he was here with you and the anticipation just as the anxiety of ruining the blossoming friendship were almost too much to bear. At the same time, you were busy fighting your own battles against your anxious mind, being torn between the curiosity of observing the full spectrum of the inhabitants and visitors of Utgard and the discomfort caused by being stuck amidst so many people, this was a foreign place after all. As you sat down at a table in the corner of the tavern, you scooted close to Loki, your hand finding his under the table, holding it tightly, giving him a shy smile. Bjalki continued to bring the finest and strongest ale to the table and you started to ease up after the third drink, coming to the conclusion that Loki's friends actually were good at heart despite mostly acting coarsely. You believed it to be the Jotun way and you could somewhat relate to it, almost sure that you might have grown up to become the same if you had to survive in Jotunheim's rough climate. As the night wore on and the group was shouting, laughing and drinking to their hearts' content, Loki became increasingly talkative and it seemed as if he tried to impress you with his jokes and antics, recounting the tale of him getting into a heavy flyting with the brother of an elven princess in a desperate attempt to escape the marriage to be arranged between him and her. Loki levied several insults on the prince, accusing him of being a coward and mocking his arrogance for doubting a frost giant to be neither intelligent nor good enough to become his sister's husband.

"You did what?", you laughed at his antics.

"I called him the greatest coward claiming that when arrows are loosed, here barely dare peep from behind his shield.”, Loki slurred.

"Why didn't you just marry her?", you asked, a slight tremble in your voice.

"She was not my type", he stated quietly, swaying a little on his seat while he took another gulp from his jug.

“His type seems to rather revolve around tiny Aesir women”, Simul chuckled, winking at you.

The prince shot her an angry glance which only earned him a hearty laugh from her. A few drinks later, Guma started making out with Bjalki at the counter while Simul disappeared with another Jotun, leaving Loki and you alone, while he felt a sting of jealousy at his friends finding love and company so naturally. He sighed, knowing that this was probably his only chance to make a move before you headed back to Asgard. He downed mug after mug of ale until he was too drunk to stand but finally lost that last bit of his composure and restraint, that last part of the wall holding him back from the wave of undeniable attraction towards that beautiful soul of yours. So he took a deep breath and held your hand on his chest.

"My Princess!", he slurred, "I have something to tell you!"

"What is it, Loki?", you rolled your eyes in a faint attempt to hide the blush.

"I know this is probably the ale talking, but I just had to tell you," he slurred, “I've had feelings for you since the first time I met you in that library!", his voice cracked at the last part, being louder than he anticipated.

You couldn't help but laugh at his drunken confession, not failing to notice the touch of sincerity in his words.

"I mean it," he said as he leaned in closer to you, his warm ale ridden breath fanning over your face, his raspy voice growing dangerously low and urgent, "I've never felt this way about anyone before."

You smiled, your eyes sparkling in the dim light of the tavern.

"I believe you, my prince" you said softly, pecking his cheek, “even though you're very veeeery drunk”, you giggled groggily.

"Yes, I am drunk. But that doesn't make my feelings any less true. I would do anything for you, my lady. I would even...I would even fight a dragon for you!"

"Loki, there are no dragons in Jotunheim."

"Well, then I would find a dragon and bring it here just to prove my love for you!", Loki pouted playfully.

"Loki, you don't need to prove anything. Just be yourself."

"That's the problem, my princess”, he purred, “when I'm myself, I can't help but be mischievous", Loki grinned, suddenly feeling very dizzy.

His hand wrapped around your neck and he pulled you close, his lips crashing on yours in a heated drunken kiss. His lips felt cold but soft at the same time and you almost whimpered as his tongue ran over your lower lip, demanding entrance. You pulled away, panting, your mind racing to desperately decipher what just happened and what consequences giving into it would drag along.

“Loki, I...”, you whispered, unsure of what you wanted to tell him, avoiding his gaze.

“We should head back to the palace”, he leaned his head against yours, his nose nudging your soft hair, your sweet floral scent filling his nostrils as a dark groan rumbled deep in his chest.

Both of you got up and left the tavern, staggering along the way back to the palace, or more precisely, your room. You weren't sure what exactly you would allow to happen when you arrived at your destination but the warmth of the alcohol cursing through your system and the pooling heat between your legs inevitably pushed you to continue walking.

As soon as the door fell shut, Loki pinned you against it, one hand sneaking around your waist as he slammed the other against the wood beside your face, bending down so he faced you directly, gaze flickering to yours, his crimson eyes filled with primal desire and a hint of nervousness.

“Princess, I-”, he breathed but you cut him off, capturing him in another heated kiss.

Your tongue slipped past his lips, dancing around his while your hands wrapped around his neck in a desperate attempt to pull him closer. Loki could sense the urgency and need in the swirls of your tongue and it ignited a primal need within him. He broke the kiss with a feral growl, lifted you effortlessly and carried you towards the bed, placing you gently on the furs. His ruby eyes gazed deeply into your soul, leaving you captivated and yearning for more.

“Loki”, you moaned, eyes falling shut while your hands tugged at his tunic.

Loki yearned for intimacy with you, to experience the sensation of your touch and your soft skin pressed against his chilly, blue form. He desired to express his affection for you by satisfying your every desire in a sacred union of body and soul, a moment that would last for eternity. Nonetheless, his heart was riddled with doubts as you moaned with delight beneath him.

“Princess, I-I-I”, he stammered, the drunken courage suddenly leaving him as a barely audible confession left his lips, “I've never done this before.”

He anticipated being ridiculed when he revealed that despite being a formidable Jotun prince, he had never been intimate with a woman until now. However, to his surprise, you did not judge him and instead when he looked into your eyes, he found nothing but comforting affection once the initial surprise subsided.

“Then I would love to be your first, my prince”, you spoke softly, your hand cupping his cheek.

You felt a strange tingling sensation and your eyes widened at the sight of a pale blue mist engulfing both of you, dissipating your clothes, revealing his large cock as he positioned himself above your suddenly naked body. You gasped in surprise, your right hand instinctively moving up, fingers delicately wrapping around his throbbing member. Loki moaned your name, his hips bucking into your touch. Your hands on him felt divine, filling him with warm sinful bliss. You stroked him slowly, smearing the drop of precum around his tip, eyes hungrily fixed on him as you licked your lips. In the twinkling of an eye something snapped in Loki. His usual calm restraint self vanished, replaced by an overwhelming untamed craving, unleashing the beast he didn't know was trapped within him. One of his hands shot to your chest, pressing down with force and pushing your entire body further up until his face was dangerously close to your slick folds. He bit your inner thigh before he ran his nose up to your wetness, deeply inhaling the scent of your sweet arousal before burying his tongue inside you. Your head fell back, your hips jerking at the sudden sensation and a shiver ran down your spine as Loki's feral groan rang out to your ears, his tongue eagerly thrusting deeper inside of you, lapping at your juices like a thirsty animal.

“Loki ooooh”, you moaned, your fingers scratching at his scalp, pushing his head down while you were grinding against him.

The prince instantly stopped, lifting his head, staring mindlessly at you, his thoughts growing increasingly hazy as your taste and smell invaded all his senses as you laid trembling before him. His body moved up, the tip of his cock pressed against your entrance while his hand now wandered to your shoulder, his long fingers digging into the soft flesh, still holding you in place.

“Princess, I-I-”, he hissed, a last faint attempt to pull himself together and resisting the unbearable urge of ruining you, “don't know if I can resist this an-”

His words fell silent at the luscious sensation of your hips jerking up, his cock being swallowed by your wet folds, gliding inside. You shuddered at the coldness of him buried deeply in your heat, he felt unlike any other man and you weren't sure if you'd ever want another after this. He was like an unblemished sin. This tall gorgeous chaste and yet wild prince filling you up so perfectly, the sound of his deep groans echoing through the room as he continued rutting into you at a fast pace, bringing you both closer to the edge with every thrust. Loki lowered his torso, burying his face in the crook of your neck, dragging his tongue over your sensitive skin as he kept on grunting into your ear like a feral creature, drowning both of you in the abyss of the purest form of pleasure. As your walls clenched around his cock and he spilled his cold seed into you, coming undone broke any barriers that held both of you up, a mist of pale blue and emerald surrounded your bodies and the crackling sounds of your combined seidr grew louder. Suddenly, your control caved in and the mist exploded, shattering the mirror next to the bed into a million fragments, the frame hitting the floor with a loud thud. Despite the chaotic outburst, the closeness between you remained unbroken. Loki panted heavily, feeling as if he was floating, lost in his own thoughts and emotions. The room spun around him, a blur of colours and sounds that he couldn't quite make sense of invading his hazy mind as he blinked and looked down at you. He had never felt this way before, never experienced such a rush of sensation that seemed to consume him entirely. As you lay there, catching your breath and basking in the aftershocks of your orgasm, you couldn't help but marvel at the man who had brought you to such heights. You could have never foreseen that a simple conversation with the prince of Jotunheim and a drunken night at the tavern would result in something so profound, just like how you never thought you would develop strong feelings for him. However, now you found yourself entwined with Loki Laufeyson, forming an unbreakable bond that was sealed with the intimacy of your bodies intertwined.

Note: I'm not entirely satisfied with this chapter but I'll post it for now to avoid withdrawal symptoms from the lack of Jotun Loki smut :-p

#loki marvel #loki #jotun loki #jotun form #loki x reader #loki x female reader #jotun loki x reader #jotun loki x female reader #jotunheim #odin #laufey #fluff #seidr #a promise #blooming friendship #loki smut #drunk loki #jotun loki smut

[lumieron]

icons of the feh deities being adorable cuties, credit to use!

#.edits #.icons #fire emblem #fe #feh #fire emblem heroes #transparent icons #seidr #nerbuz #freyja #askr #muspell #eitr #nifl #loki

[childofaura]

Ok again I’m not back completely on Tumblr yet but

Since we finally got to the ending of this stupid, horrible book, I can say this:

“I don’t care HOW much creepy, obsessive and violating ‘romantic’ dialogue you give Gullveig/Seidr, I am NOT mourning her death!”

So with the end of this book, we literally still have the plotholes of:

With the Summoner never having explicitly agreed to making a child with Seidr, WHO was the child supposed to be and why even include that in the story? Because clearly it wasn’t Heidr since she wasn’t born in the light of Vanaheimr.

Why does Seidr not remember her time as Kvasir? And no, putting in a “Oh you’ll have to explain it to us!” out of story isn’t cute, it’s lazy and shitty writing.

And plus that “final battle” was SOOOOO anti-climactic. And it felt like there was NO stakes since Seidr just magically pulls Kvasir and Gullveig out of death and into the convenient magical realm outside of time.

This book sucked ass and I’m glad Kvasir and Gullveig are dead. I’m glad this book is over. I just hope the next book isn’t also just some overly smutty-designed characters and low grade writing.

(Ok now I’m back to my Tumblr break, won’t respond or answer any asks sorry!)

#Fire Emblem Heroes #FEH #Book 7 #The virgin Seidr vs the Chad Loki #Like seriously fucking LOKI the character who loves nothing more than teasing people #Is way more respectful of your boundaries than Seidr is! #Also Gullveig pulling that ‘Oh I’ve had feelings for you Summoner!’ BITCH I AM GETTING A RESTRAINING ORDER!!!

[moe-broey]

*pulls out a crumpled up piece of paper*

My transfemme Fire Emblem Headcanons. Include:

> Rosado, transfemme non-binary, most likely to use neopronouns or multiple sets of pronouns (fae/faer, she/he, never let 'em know your next move)

> Forrest, has been on estrogen for years but still says "I'm a prince" if asked and insists on using he/him pronouns (may be closeted, may be in denial, may do so out of a sense of obligation, may be a case of pronouns being "indicative of but not exclusive to gender identity", may also just have an exceedingly complicated relationship with the gender)

> Loki, a shapeshifter, chooses to look Like That (and she's so based for it)

> Gullveig. Just. Everything Seidr/Heidr/Kvasir and Gullveig have going on. Is so transgender. To me

And on vibes alone

> Triandra

#fire emblem #i just think. more transfemme hcs in the world. peace and love 👍 #i'm transmasc so you can take these w a grain of salt lmfao #also. very much. just the selection of charas i'm in deepest for esp feh oc wise. #i don't have a lot of fleshed out thoughts on trans triandra aside from it's just normal actually. sometimes people are just trans. #and also. like. a lot of trans people do not/did not have easy home lives. like it just makes sense to me #which is like i don't want the trans experience to be defined by suffering but also i think that's why you should have MANY dif trans hcs #like i think rosado perfectly captures trans joy and being dedicated to advocacy and social justice #meanwhile i think. forrest is in the trenches. i'm so sorry. #also the transformation of seidr into gullveig fucks w me SO HARD. i am so insane i know #but it really does feel like a trans allegory. being outed before you were ready. before you even fully knew what it meant for yourself. #and having it fuck your entire life. like she is so transgender to me #also i think any shape shifter is trans by default. ESP if they have a 'main form' they typically present as. #loki is a titted up as wide as she is tall scantly clad goth woman. on purpose. #this is. how i feel. speaking my truth. ect ect #rosado #fe forrest #fe loki #gullveig #triandra

[hermesserpent-stuff]

From @draw-the-squad-like-this post: here

Magic gang!

(i cant draw cars)

#tssm au #spider nephew au #loki #hermes art #magic gang #doctor strange #tssm mysterio #tssm quentin beck #seidr au

[survivethejive]

My review of Robert Egger's new film The Northman, examines some of the pagan themes and historical sources he employed...

#robert eggers #viking #viking age #odin #odinic #paganism #film review #The Northman #Loki #cross-dressing #seidr #shamanic

[mysillylittleseerblog]

Conceptualizing The Web of Wyrd to understand and Utilize the Principles of Seidr and Galdr

There are two elements to a weaving:

The warp and the weft. The warp are the threads fixed in place by the loom (the Norse had standing looms, where the warp was positioned vertically so it could be tied to the top and weighed in place by rocks at the bottom). The weft is the thread held by a shuttle that is woven in between the warp to create the matrix of the fabric.

The Web of Wyrd can be conceptualized similarly as a matrix between Seidr and Galdr.

SEIDR:

Is the "feminine" magic that deals with time continuum. Communing with the dead, communing with the gods, and seeing the future are aspects of Seidr. This type of magic can be conceptualized as the warp of the Web of Wyrd. It begins, it ends, it's fixed before time itself can unfolf, and mastery of it is accepting it as it exists, and seeing its direction accurately. Time is born, time is written, and time ends. Sometimes, this is characterized as the "good" type of magic because it's passive, but I don't personally see it as being that simple.

Galdr:

Is the "masculine" type of magic, and its name literally means to chant. This is the power of "manifestation" in a manner of speaking. Changing existence, interacting with space, and bending it to your will. This is the weft of The Web of Wyrd. This is sometimes perceived as the sketchier kind of magic because there are several myths that more or less convey the message that it's not a good idea or possible to change the warp of time by fucking with the weft--- and if you do, that's a bad idea. Frigga trying to avoid the death of her son Baldr and inadvertently causing it is the most famous example in the mythology. So, more or less, if you are capable of understanding the inevitability of time, you can work with Galdr to shape current existence in a manner that suits you best, but that all things surrender to fate. So, fate is inevitable, but what flavor or vibe of fate is what's changeable.

#norse magic #norse loki #norseman #norse deities #norse polytheism #seidr #fe seidr #gay pagan #paganism #eclectic pagan #pagans of tumblr #witchythings #witchlife #pagan witch #traditional wicca #wicca #pagan wicca #wicca altar #wicca aesthetic #odin #osdd alter #odin allfather #odin deity #neo pagan #black magic #witches #vikings #norse folklore #norse mythology #the wyrd

[hikikomorialice]

His largeness has arrived!

And he is HEAVY - burdened with the weight of the multiverse and carrying the MCU no doubt.

I knew he was going to be big, but his head is even bigger than mine!

Something I was worried about was the paint job, because if we're honest Pop! paint jobs are usually a little... oof. BUT it's so clean! Nice to know my large (in size and £££) purchase was respected by the company.

#loki collection #loki #funko pop #mega pop #mcu loki #random thought: if Strange etc get their powers from the multiverse and the multiverse is powered by Loki... #is Loki's seidr partly powering eldritch magic? #idk I had a weird dream lol

[midnottart]

Campfire magic

#loki #norse mythology #norse mythology loki #witchcraft #seidr #moths #mushroom magic #nature magic #midnott #jotun loki #Jotun Loki hc #midnott.art #midnott.hc

[hrefna-the-raven]

Tome of Fate

Masterlist

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Summary: This is basically an AU story about Loki, prince of Jotunheim, and the reader, princess of Asgard, meeting in the Utgardhall's library.

Odin finally reveals the real reason for bringing you to Jotunheim.

Words: 1125

Neither Loki nor you noticed time pass until one of the palace servants came to inform both of you that dinner was being served. Despite being tall and as fearsome as a frost giant could be, you couldn't help but secretly smile at how shy the servant was when she guided you to the smaller dining room.

“The prince and the princess are here, my King”, she announced, bowing respectfully before she left, closing the door behind her.

“Princess, I see you found my son”, Laufey spoke gently, his hand motioning you to sit down at the table, “I hope he hasn't caused you too much trouble, he can be a little...”, he paused for a moment while a fond smile spread across his face, “mischievous.”

“Father”, Loki mumbled, rolling his eyes, sitting down.

You were about to answer but Odin and cut you off before even a sound could leave your lips.

“I could ask your son the same, given how my daughter behaves some times at home.”

“I can assure you, Allfather, that your daughter has been most kind to me”, Loki replied, his gaze darting to you, the corners of his mouth forming a content smile as he raised his glass to you, “we enjoyed our time at the library as I recounted the legends of our kind while she illustrated them most beautifully using her seidr.”

Loki chuckled quietly as he drank his wine, noticing your cheeks turning red. He barely knew you but there has been this unspoken connection between the two of you, he felt calm around you and, contrary to him being around his fellow Jotun, he didn't feel the urge to hide his true self as you didn't even seem to care that he wasn't Aesir, you simply treated him equally, without wasting a thought on the fact that Jotun could be different in any way.

“Ah yes, seidr”, Laufey spoke, interrupting Loki's trail of thoughts and bringing his mind back to the conversation, “you might not know but my son is rather gifted as well, but as you can imagine”, the king turned towards you, “no one in Jotunheim would be nearly as perfect to teach him properly.”

“As whom”, both you and Loki queried at the same time, your brows furrowing as you were both apprehensive of the answer you'd get.

“King Laufey and I decided that you will stay here and teach the prince how to properly wield his powers”, Odin proclaimed, “at least during few weeks of summer in Jotunheim”, he quickly added while he spotted a hint of fear in your eyes.

This revelation rendered you speechless as you continued to stare at your father in shock. Whereas you didn't object to the idea of spending more time with Loki, you couldn't help but wonder he didn't deem it important enough to notify you about this before you accompanied him here. Your stomach twisted a sudden rush of anger and anxiety, the discomfort of it rendering you nauseous.

“Does mother know about this?”, you almost whispered solely to earn a hearty chuckle from Odin.

“Do you really think I would dare to take such decision without your dear mother's consent?”, he winked and gave you a genuine smile which, despite your anger, you returned.

Loki poked at his food, his crimson eyes glued to the piece of potato he kept pushing around on his plate as he carefully listened to the conversation. He couldn't help but to feel a slight sting in his heart at your polite attempt of protest. He knew the feeling of not belonging into this frozen realm despite being born here so he could definitely to your demur but the prospect of having you here felt like a faint beam of light piercing the gloomy mist of his loneliness. He'd not only have someone to keep him company but that someone would also be you, the kind princess who already brightened his usually dull afternoon. He felt reassured at the thought of spending the rest of the summer with you. He envisioned it to be like one of his silly dreams finally coming true, having somebody to spend time with without the constant necessity to keep up this exhausting facade of the coarse battle hungry warrior that was usually required when his friends took him to the tavern. Unfortunately, amidst the blooming hope in his chest, he was well aware how you might feel about all this. You might have enjoyed the afternoon with him but you most certainly weren't prepared to be left here for the coming month and without glimpsing up, he could almost sense your anxiety radiating from across the table.

Loki got up in a swift and sudden movement, the noise of the big wooden chair legs dragging on the rough stone floor and the clinking sound of his fork falling down on the plate, pulled everyone's immediate attention to him. He leaned forward, his tall Jotun frame towering almost menacingly over his half of the table. His ruby eyes gazed gently at you, his stare slowly piercing the depths of your soul as his right hand moved towards you and with a snip of his fingers, pale blue mist appeared, forming an icy flower, floating in your direction. As you curiously wrapped your fingers around it, your mouth formed a quiet oh, astonished at the realisation that the ice flower didn't feel cold and you held it up towards the light of the chandelier, admiring it's beauty.

“My princess”, Loki spoke in a soft voice, “I know how frightening the prospect of being all alone here might be but rest assured that I will try my best to make you feel at home and I promise to be a good pupil.”

You looked up at him, with a curious and almost mischievous glint in your eye. Despite your fear, you couldn't help but admire Loki's eagerness to make you feel welcome. The anxiety made you hesitant but it couldn't push away the pull you felt towards the handsome prince, a connection you never experienced with anyone else. Your fingers let go of the ice flower, an emerald mist enwrapping and transforming it into a real flower and with a gentle push of your hand, it glided towards Loki. As soon as his fingertips grazed the bud, it bloomed into a delicate pale blue flower. The flower then dissolved into countless small golden particles, disappearing into the air. It was your silent promise to accept his offer. Despite not knowing what your time in Jotunheim would hold, you were grateful that you would be spending it with someone you felt a strong connection to.

Yes, I trapped myself into writing another series xD so here you go:

Chapter 3

#loki marvel #loki #jotun loki #jotun form #loki x reader #loki x female reader #jotun loki x reader #jotun loki x female reader #jotunheim #odin #laufey #fluff #seidr #a promise #blooming friendship

[worstloki]

Do u think the brothers ever shipped the realms like wow Alfheim and Svartalfheim... white haired elves... those realm should kiss ...

#brodinsons #like you can’t tell me they went a thousand years without a smidgen of #peculiarity #Thor: I think if Nornheim was a woman she’d have the biggest— #Loki: —HEART! #Thor: I jest. but red hair I think and not a man #Loki: hmm okay. I think she’d be friends with Vanaheim since he’s where the other schools of seidr are :)

[regaliasonata]

I think in season 2 we may find out more on why Loki hasn't truly cracked the surface of his powers.

In my head i feel with Asgard like in norse mythos(correct me if I'm somewhat off), the practice of seidr it's looked down upon for men to use it, that and the fact that no one actually treated Loki with much respect it must have been pretty hard to branch out.

His mother taught him and Frigga is very supportive of him but maybe being in the royal family Odin also might've shunned or berated Loki as it could've made him look bad(despite the odinforce literally being of magical origin so hypocrisy and such running wild with him...as always).

And not just Loki's magic but also the frost giant abilities. Like ice manipulation, self hatred could also have stunted him from learning more about those(also correct me if the ice powers of the frost giants are considered seidr cause I've been going with them just being natural powers he could have)

All this also makes me wonder what Classic Loki's backstory was, cause it seemed like most of his events were in the same order as ours but he loathes daggers and such, like what lead him to learning more about his sorcery.

Who knows, but with everything that's going on I really do want to see Loki exploring his potential, maybe even going through tva files of other versions of himself to learn stuff. What do you guys think?

#marvel #mcu #loki #loki laufeyson #season 2 #tva loki #classic loki #seidr #magic #speculation #theories #just a guy who wants to see Loki doing wild shit with his powers #have faith in him

[janetsnakehole02]

So do you also constantly think about how of the magic trio - Strange/Wanda/Loki - Loki is the most powerful despite everyone else saying it’s Wanda because he is so incredibly well-trained and has so many powers that the MCU has barely scratched the surface of and he’s a god and two mortals do not stand a chance against a god who has that much of a hand over seidr

Or are you boring

#listen everyone is entitled to their opinions but fact - loki could crush strange and wanda if the mcu would just fucking let him #he is a GOD and is thousands of years old and knows more about magic than strange and wanda combined #loki has been practicing seidr since before strange and wanda were even born like cmon #if the mcu just took him seriously for once then we all know who would win #magic trio #loki #god of mischief #loki odinson #loki laufeyson #loki god of mischief #doctor strange #stephen strange #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch

[hermesserpent-stuff]

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

their haiiirrrrr

i love both of them so muchhhh

look at my baby beck!! look at he!!!!!!

#loki #seidr au #spider nephew au #hermes art #tssm mysterio #tssm quentin beck #tssm

[elizatungusnakur]

‘Who is Loptr? - Part Three: Scintillae’

This one was just wild… ✨

Follow along for Day Three of #SevenDaysOfLokabrenna.

#lokean #loptr #Loki #myth loki #pagans of tumblr #sirius rising #lokabrenna #seven days of lokabrenna #blogs #series #norse mythology #galdr #seidr #ritual