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ikol-cosplay · 6 months
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A little (incomplete) comic timeline ;)
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“Sylki this” “Lokius that” “Loki deserved happiness :(” some others say
I just want main timeline Thor's (and other Avengers’) reaction to the power his brother now has and the character development and sacrifice it took him to get there but it is never gonna happen 😭
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cat-cosplay · 2 months
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We've got a project in the works...
But we have to keep it Low Key.
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(Don't read into this. It's just a pun.)
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martianbugsbunny · 6 months
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IK in Marvel you're nuts for shipping a gay couple unless it's confirmed without a shadow of a doubt onscreen (which is a horrible precedent I think was set when they said Stucky were just friends because let's be real if all that can add up to welp just friends then how can any ship with less than that possibly be legit, right) bUT all that being said the Lokius energy? great. I'm not going to pat Marvel on the back and say this is enough, but I am going to say that for them setting the same-sex heavily-implied love interest next to the opposite-sex are-we-going-to-pretend-this-never-happened love interest and making it unclear if Loki was speaking to one (or both) of them was a pretty big stride forward. They might be coming out of the era of the big neon no-homo, because the Marvel that's been so homophobic in recent years would never have left that door open for considering, would have made sure Mobius was far offscreen when that happened, would have made Sylvie the only important relationship Loki had in the season, would not have put in all the little moments (I direct you to the Don episode: the hair-fixing by Loki, the way Mobius kinda flirts with him the whole time, the way Loki is drawn to Mobius' timeline more than anyone else's, the way the camera focuses on Mobius so close to when Loki is having his "WHO" epiphany, etc.; not to mention the ways they reach out to each other throughout the season, just a little intimate touch here and there, a hand on an arm, an arm around a waist; the fact that when Loki timeslipped back he looked to where Mobius was first, the way he went to Mobius for advice when he was completely out of options, the way he and Mobius trust each other to use torture boxes and help decide the fate of the multiverse, the way they, together, were a focal point of the season, that they were a unit of two, that they were so loath to be separated). In media as a whole, is this big? Not really. For Marvel specifically, in its own little pocket context? Big step. Immense. I really want to believe maybe they're opening the door for us and we just jam our foot in the gap hard enough they'll get the message that we're a fanbase to be reckoned with and that maybe they do want to spend the effort on us after all. I love Marvel. It was an important part of my childhood and I keep watching it now even though it's kind of a mixed bag. I want to be a part of it. I want the Lokius fanbase and the Sambucky fanbase to win where the Stucky fanbase was shut down. Those little moments were intentional and beautiful and I'm incredibly happy they exist. I want them to lead to something more.
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artforkuponuts · 11 months
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“Cock it and Pull it”
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craeatus · 2 months
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Mergana and Sifki parallels
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9mothsinspace · 2 years
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Mama Lokes Part 1
"What do you mean it... he doesn't eat?"
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"I have to do it myself?!"
I like to headcanon that Loki was a very distant mother in the beginning, given the circumstances of Sleipnir's birth. So he would have left the task of bottle feeding to Asgard's stable boys. Only Sleipnir refused their attempts and they had to get Loki to take care of his spawn.
Mama Lokes Part 2
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lovetositinsilence · 6 months
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How About a Slice of Pie?
The day Loki realized he was in love with Mobius while eating a disgusting slice of pie.
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Loki x Mobius Words: 1,132 Tags: not sure how to tag this, it's just a self-indulgent cute thing, really. Loki is recovering from traumas. He also really wants to kiss Mobius. But we're not there yet. Just Loki thinking a lot Notes: just a little introspective piece about Loki's thoughts after the " Come on, you're the God of Mischief". I haven't been writing for a long time but I couldn't get his smile out of my head. This is the first time I post a fanfic here so I hope you'll enjoy this too <3
“Well, come on.” Mobius leaned a bit closer to Loki. “You’re the God of Mischief!”
Loki tilted his head and put the softest smile on. He needed to be reminded from time to time that he was, in fact, the God of Mischief. The one God those old myths and tales talked about, one of the most powerful deities in the Norse pantheon, one who was prayed to, feared, and admired. There was a voice in his head – and many more outside, but he didn’t struggle to ignore them as much – that did everything in its power to make him forget this. Being a loser was easier than trying to convince everyone and himself of being capable of more.
With his divine nature came the inevitable consequence of doing harm. It was just something X-5 – now Brad, apparently – said to provoke him, Loki knew that, but it wouldn’t have burned as deeply in his soul if it wasn’t something he repeated to himself every single day like a mantra, a memento of what he did to Thor, to his mother, to all those people, and a constant warning of what he could do to Mobius and everyone who rashly chose to be near him. He knew Brad was right, but then why? Why did Mobius seem not to care?
Loki’s gaze didn’t move from the man across the table – on one hand as a tacit thank you, on the other for the inability to do so. He found an unfamiliar warmth in the icy blue eyes in front of him, almost addicting. Those eyes that lit up in excitement for the unfamiliar, that crinkled at the edges with the joy of exploration, that were always eager to know more. How could they belong to a man satisfied with a dull life in a barren place like that? Mobius blabbered about going to the sea and owning a jet-ski so many times that Loki assumed he wouldn’t have thought twice about giving up the monotony of the TVA to reclaim the life he was denied. And yet there he was, “thanking the guy who got him that pie”.
Did he mean Loki? Why would Mobius thank him of all people, after everything he had done? Loki was unredeemable. What he deserved was to be alone, not to eat a probably-not-edible pie he was pretending to be enjoying in the company of a man who was putting his future – if a “future” even existed at the TVA – in Loki’s hands. He shattered everything Mobius believed in, he showed him the truth, but at what cost? Did Mobius want to see what laid behind the perfect facade the TVA carved out with so much care? He’d never asked, nor did he ever apologize.
Loki’s eyes remained fixed on Mobius, those eyes full of respect and admiration and-
There was something else, wasn’t it?
It wasn’t knowing that the man in front of him put all his trust in someone who didn’t deserve any, it wasn’t understanding the frustration of letting emotions take the reins, it wasn’t even the fuzzy feeling that the subtle praise suddenly caused. It was something more, something warmer. Something that made that nauseating gelatinous pie a bit more bearable.
He had experienced something similar in the past, although not identical. It happened when he and Sylvie shared a blanket on Lamentis. The feeling of having someone close, who understands, who is ready to fight against the world simply because you are by their side. However, he soon realized that was not what Sylvie wanted. When she shoved him through that time door he felt once again the world he was arduously putting together crumble into pieces, his only certainty slipping from his hand like a dagger he couldn’t properly wield.
He called it love. Later, he realized that perhaps it was not the proper word. Sympathy, maybe. Affection. Understanding. What he loved about Sylvie were those parts of her that echoed his own: the despair and resentment for all those years of isolation, of anger, of failure. He wanted to show her that she deserved happiness, despite her worst mistakes.
He needed to love and to be loved, to heal from a life of indifference. But Sylvie couldn’t give that to him. She sought revenge at a level Loki had seen and experienced before, a level he wasn’t ready to face again. He learned to push that hunger aside for his own sanity because he knew what it did if allowed to feast on your grudges. It consumed you to your very being, a blind and merciless beast, insatiable, relentless even through death.
Despite it all, what he learned from his time with Sylvie was that his worst sides didn’t make him unworthy of love. Yet, it took time to recover from a thousand years of rejection, and the question tormented him: why would Mobius enjoy being around him? That he didn’t know. But one thing was for sure. He enjoyed being around Mobius.
He enjoyed not having to fret over his past, he enjoyed knowing he could show his true self and his power without scaring him off, he simply enjoyed talking to him.
Perhaps the word he earlier used improperly finally found its true meaning.
Love.
The last time he was asked about love he babbled about a dagger, some metaphorical nonsense that came to his mind on the spot to prove what a good orator he was. But maybe it wasn’t that dumb, maybe love really was like a dagger. One you need to learn how to use before losing your grip, and only once you’ve mastered it you get to choose whether to use it for good or evil.
Loki got to choose. He had a choice because he realized he was not unforgivable, he was not his father’s lies, he was not his worst mistakes. He could be a villain, but that wasn’t all. He realized he could be anything. He was not doomed.
He could be the hero of the story, he could even be a good brother one day, he could be trusted. Maybe he was capable of more.
Eventually, Loki returned to his dessert. While the pie obviously hadn’t changed on its own, Loki could have sworn it didn’t taste as bad as before. He might have just gotten used to it by that time, or maybe Mobius’ words sweetened it a little.
You’re the God of Mischief, he said. And Loki was pleased to be reminded.
Loki was the God of Mischief.
He now knew that he was capable of something surprising, enough to remind himself that he wasn’t condemned. Something his family had tried to teach him many times, but he was never able to learn.
He was capable of love.
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h0bg0blin-meat · 10 months
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Njord: You're offered a hundred million dollars-
Loki: I'm suckin' it.
Njord: Shaquille o- DAMN lemme get my shit out first da-DAMN!-
Tyr: DAMN-
Njord: HOLD ON MAHN LMAO-
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lokiinmediasideblog · 7 months
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Tournament of Lokis: Round 1
Vote for your favorite media depiction of Loki. Propaganda is welcome. You have 1 week to vote.
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ikol-cosplay · 2 years
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Low Key Loki + Boba = a vibe
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alastaircraig · 1 year
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At this point I really can’t tell the difference between Tom Hiddleston and a young Tim Curry.
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Who is who? It’s basically the same photograph of the same person. Preposterous.
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Who is this on the red carpet of Avengers: Infinity War in 2018? There is literally no way to know.
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Go on. Tell me this isn’t literally just a picture of Tim Curry in 1990 on the set of IT. I fucking dare you.
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I don’t care what you all say. This is NOT Tom Hiddleston.
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mythological-mayhem · 7 months
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Norse Mythology Headcanons
Loki enjoys watching True Crime podcasts/every other crime podcast he can get his hands on.
Everyone else is severely terrified that he might be getting ideas.
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dextivefanart · 6 months
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I may have enjoyed a Marvel version of a norse god I made up so hard I may have accidentally caught the attention of the real goddess who is somehow not offended for some reason oops lol
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therese-lokidottir · 2 years
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loki-hargreeves · 1 year
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I've been thinking lately about why I feel so strange about Loki (in the show.) I don't have a problem with Sylvie, I'm not against the ship so this isn't about that. Not jumping into that rabbit hole today. But I find myself wishing Loki had been one of those characters who never got a love interest in the MCU. I was happy with him doing his own thing and loving his blue little cube.
I don't know how to word it without sounding like an anti, I'm not. I just wish it had been him :( and maybe seeing him gain true friends would've been more satisfying than romance. Loki deserves his own group that actually cares about him, unlike Thor and his friends back in Thor 1.
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