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high-achiever-dream · 1 year

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➳ The Introduction, proceed?

˚ >>> ༘♡ ·˚꒰ᥕᥱᥣᥴ᥆꧑ᥱ t᥆ ꧑ᥡ bᥣ᥆g!꒱ ₊˚ˑ☆༄

"Congratulations, you have arrived to seek the world of the internet and dive into your wild fantasies." - Yours sincerely, Lotus

⇨ She/her! (Female) ** (ISFP) ➳ Adventurer

↳ Scorpio / Water / 06 - November - 2006

⇛ Known as: Loyalty Setsuko (Lotus)

| This is a side fanfiction blog |

Are You Satisfied? - MARINA [and the diamonds]

❝ I was pulling out my hair

The day I got the deal, chemically calm

Was I meant to feel happy that my life

Was just about to change? ❞

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ˚₊꒷˚︶ɞ₊˚︶︶꒷꒦˚⊹๑‧₊ ᘏ ︶꒷︶₊·⊹๑ ࿐

⇨ REQUEST / RULES /GUIDELINES

Fandoms 🍿:

A.(っ◔◡◔)っ All Characters that are available:

Lego Ninjago ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Series (Pilot to Crystalized) or Movie!

Lego Monkie Kid (LMK)

The Lego Movies (1 & 2)

The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe (TSPUD)

Minecraft Story Mode (MCSM)

The Spectacular SPIDER-MAN (TSSM)

༄ Whatever character(s) you question for according in those fandoms, I am happy to making it. Just go wild to request me and no character(s) limits! 👍🏻 I like to consider this as a challenge to be more active, and not being a lazy cat. 🐱

B. (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) Only Two Characters Allowed:

↳ Samurai Jack: ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Samurai Jack and Aku

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ˚₊꒷˚︶ɞ₊˚︶︶꒷꒦˚⊹๑‧₊

Things I would write for joy ✌🏻:

Headcanons 🧠

Oneshots 💎

Reader Inserts (You) x Characters 💕

↳ If your request does not mention what is The Reader's gender, then I will choose the neutral or Non-binary (They/them). Female and Male genders are okay 👏🏻

Fluff/Comfort/platonic 💝

The Yandere mode 🌹

Angst 💥

Genre: Romance, friendship, fantasy, action, family, Horror, and Comedy. ✍🏻

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What I do not allowed to write 🤚🏻:

Incest. 😶

NSFT(Not Safe For Tumblr)/18+ content. 🤐

Your OC x canon fiction characters. 👋🏻

༄ If you ever dared to request one of those three prohibitions, I will delete your ask immediately.

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☆ Your request might take a long time to be fulfilled for these reasons:

I am not an Ai (Artificial Intelligence) to post in the speed of light. Pretty please and begging, be patient with me here.

Author's block, overwhelming of stress, and distraction will strike me. Sometimes I would consume myself into burnt outs.

Lots of scheming with my imaginary mind until I am satisfied, rewatching, also researching.

Finding the right words in grammar of English.

My personal life likes to be busy involved.

└─── °∘❉∘° ───┘ └── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘

Also, your request need to a explanation that I would understand and not short. Don't be too long like a full paragraph either though 🗿

DO NOT STEAL / COPY AND PASTE MY POSTS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION TO ANY WEBSITES/APPS, YO! 💥

Bonus: Requests are always open every time with nonstop and I need to finish them one by one! So, I don't mind of new requests everyday 💝

I am still learning English to be a better writer and speaker!

➳ volυмe: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇▉

Applications (aps) or Websites I am in for writing stories you can find me:

1.》 Wattpad = @Loyalty_Setsuko ["Shut up bi-atch."]

2.》 Quotev = @LoyaltyLotusSetsuko [Lazy]

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Status Report: Hiatus, will return in 9 July 2024.

"Thank you so much by taking your time for reading all of this information board. With that said, see you very soon and late to fellow beloved readers in the entire world! 👋🏻"

"old times, same loop, and new places...All together to the end." ♡

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indexcard · 1 year

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i think one of the reasons i'm a little fatigued by "art theft" arguments is because the internet has poisoned the artistic landscape to the extent that people are afraid to create derivative works - everything must be entirely new and original. which i think paradoxically leads to total artistic stagnation; the magpie practice is essential to artistic growth. when i was a teenager on deviantart (i know.) the maxim was that tracing or using references made you evil, when these are actually both very good learning tools, just, you know, it's dickish not to cite your sources. these days, in the age of Posting, it's less blunt but nevertheless the sentiment remains in an ambient way, because we've kind of forgotten about the whole idea of an honour code. everything is subsumed in the language of copyright and we're using superlatives as though art is property and not something communal and cultural.

this is for sure the case in literature too - an extreme example is the way YA is now a pick'n'mix bag of tropes which you must put your own spin on; there's no acknowledgment that this is all basically fanfiction (a free, communal form of storytelling) and instead it's about who has the newest shiniest idea and who can get a movie deal the fastest. in short, it's about money.

maybe this hurts to hear and i'm sorry but good art thrives on a degree of theft. borrowing. drawing inspiration. we could serve to look to sartre here, good faith and bad faith. YA fiction steals in bad faith: i.e. they do not acknowledge that what they're doing is sharing a community of ideas, instead they compete with one another for a market share. a lot of AI "art" steals in bad faith: it claims that it's working for technological advancement and scientific curiosity, for expedience and profit, instead of being like hey what happens if we mash up these two concepts. good faith stealing acknowledges that art happens in a community, good faith art shares and borrows and lends and this is how it grows.

those guys who paint video game girl titty portraits in photoshop or whatever have been copying each other's style for years in a communal process of development, whether it's tasteful or not. i don't know if they've been fighting for years over stealing someone's style but the fact is their art has always been generic and soulless and an AI copy, indistinguishable, shares those same features. but we've got so caught up in the idea that AI is "stealing" as to obfuscate the actual issues with the new AI art social megaplex, which are broadly wrapped up in dishonest profiteering and the ethics of allowing algorithms to create, of ascribing cultural characteristics to an algorithm and claiming from the outset that this has the same cultural value as art created by humans.

and, ultimately, i'm more worried about literature. i'm worried about algorithms that can replicate the same process of writing YA fantasy fiction that already seems procedurally generated, and then applying those processes to actual literary genres or journalism or schoolwork etc etc. a 2D convolutional neutral network has a lot of applications in science and medicine and ultimately if some bozos take that technology to make video game titties on demand then it's not going to keep me up at night. but the idea of trying to replace literal human verbal/linguistic communication with machine text is so repugnant to me and if i could i would take an axe to the first chatbot, to this new thing that can write essays, etc, the idea of using a computer to mimic communication when it is obviously just an algorithm is so like ethically bankrupt and i wish the conversation would turn its attention to this rather than stuffing around with a faulty definition of theft.

#this is a take #everything comes back to capitalism bad #and to my deeply held belief that an algorithm is not a person shocking i know #insert that one tweet about being so bigoted about robot rights here

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aydascomprehendsubtext · 2 months

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I think that post makes two points on why imo AI art can't be objectively classified as "stealing", but, like, combines them in a way i think is unhelpful. to me i see two general points: #1 - is AI a transformative work, ie something that explicitly pulls from a roughly-comprehensible set of influences to create an iteration on someone else's work and #2 - if it is, what should the response to AI art be

the last set of replies is very illustrative of my problems with #1 - it's deeply deeply silly to say that any program could generate the list of influences and percentages hypothesized, because the scale of training data (in many cases billions of images) and the process (not in fact analogous to collage but something closer to human pattern-recognition and learning, ie. what images in the training set teach you that images of outside usually feature the sky, way way way before you get to style) make that obviously a false premise. there are obviously cases like "make me a van gough" or "write me a stephen king" where that feels untrue because the product is so clearly derivative, but that doesn't make the process substantively different from human derivative work, just that it's faster and easier.

But even if I conceded #1, I still think the position "engagement with transformative works that don't provide profit or credit to the creators of works being engaged with is morally wrong" or "we should use legal tools to prevent the creation of or profit from these works" is like. transparently awful. even if AI is a collage machine, why do you think that collage artists don't make art or need to credit every slip of paper in a work they make? Can you use uncredited interview clips that you clearly aren't claiming as your own but also aren't citing in a script you write yourself for a monetized youtube video? Should you be able to be sued for publishing fanfiction with the serial numbers filed off? What is your imagined delineation between the transformative-enough works that don't obligate the creator to credit or compensate any individual influence? If I had an answer to this question from the "anti-AI art" crowd I would be much less militantly opposed to their positions. but in the absence of that definition, it's indistinguishable from youtube copyright strikes or fanfic DMCA takedowns

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dinosaurloverman · 2 years

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FANFICTION WRITERS!!! NEED SOME HELP HERE

Hey so I need some help with a project. Recently I've wanted to write a story about mobile suit gundam. Mainly the UC timeline. Here I'll list the differences down and what I hope to do. Any and all forms of help are greatly welcome.

However it is an alternative with the success of operation British breaking every faction during the war making new factions and causing chaos. The main villains would be a group of old men controlling the chaos as best they can in order to make their own dystopia world where they are revered as gods for wealth and knowledge.

Many characters in the normal UC timeline either arnt born here, died, are missing orhave taken a new style of life. Amuro and Char mainly are MIA. Other characters like Hamon and Bright are alive but have become leaders of their own factions.

So here's are some notes on our heros. 4 main ones to be exact. All with their own problems. Two humans, a boy and a girl. And two AI a man and a woman. See the boy and man both are blind to the good of the world. Such as the miracle of birth, life, sunshine, and love. They can't see it it feel it but understand it's exists. Meanwhile the other two are blind to the evils of the world. Such a war, murder and so on. They also understand it exists but can't feel the negativity with it. All four characters are in essence blind to the side of the world. They can't see the full painting. It also dosnt help the human heros are half blind as one of their eyes is underdeveloped. (Originally I wanted them to be fossilized to symbolize the death of sight but I changed to underdeveloped). Their character designs I havnt chosen yet. Sorry everyone.

A note for the AI, despite looking like fully developed humans they are both in essence children AI. They both have alot to learn about the world around them and develop as people would.

Now for the mobile suits. The list holds all the suits used during the one year war but the RX78 saddly was never finished and given to a new project instead. True soul to make a new gundam. The gundam Penuma. To protect its completion it was split into two mobile suits so even if one was destroyed the other can carry the name. They would be named Honest Gundam and Gundam Lies. What makes this Gundam is its nano machines as well as abilities to copy data at a near hyper speed with near perfection. Say it fights a phsyco frame mobile suit. As it fights and perhaps steals pieces of the mobile suit it'll develop its own phsyco frame. What's more it can repair the easiest as ir can take materials and rebuild its broken parts or weapons.

The state of the earth itself can be called a healing Warhammer 40k battlefield. Many ecosystems are either damaged or extinct. Some deserts are now near total glass from all the heat and beam weaponry used. It can be repaired yes. But will be very difficult.

The moral of this story is that all this violence, hatred, and war isn't part of the human condition or spirt. The age of pain and war can be ended and humanity can gain the paradise it walkways dreamed of. It can have true peace and happiness.

I even wrote the intro for this story.

"The date is January 04 0079 UC. The whole of humanities soul has been broken. Operation British was both a failure and success. With it came the nass destruction of Australia, the death of billions and a forever changes earth. It is estimated half of all humanity will perish from various effects and events after this act.

Both the Earth Federation and Zeon has collapsed in mere hours turning into hundreds of independent factions all looking for their own goals and dreams. The Zabi family has been slaughtered with its head Degwin missing. In this new era of conflict, war and fire can a bright future of tommorow be possible? Or is the destruction is yesterday inevitable?"

If anyone can help me write this story and make it a true experience I'd love help! Any help! Thank you!

#writing stuff #writing #dinosaurloverman #wanted to talk #please help #send help #help #need help #fanfic #fanfiction #mobile suit gundam #mobile suit #UC timeline #writers on tumblr #first writing #writing help

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imagine-loki · 4 years

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The Slutty Webs one Weaves

Title : The Slutty Webs one Weaves

Chapter NO. 5 of 10?

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki’s Asgardian wife learns women write fanfiction about him on a trip to Midgard. She’s edgy for the duration and lets him have it when they get back.

Author: lokilover9

Rating: M

Thor agreed Brianna going to Asgard a good idea as Loki presumed and shielded her from Heimdall's sight as a precautionary measure. Before leaving, the brother's sat observing Little Warrior lead Tony and Pepper to the couch and hand him a usb stick.

"What's this?" He asked.

"A computer virus. My revenge plan was to disembowel Jarvis if you hadn't kept your promise."

Stark eyed Loki who shrugged a shoulder. "Don't look at me. I only learned of it this morning."

"It's my creation, pretty nasty and should be destroyed." Said Brianna.

"How nasty?"

"It bears the potential to wipe out most of New York's power grids."

Tony was momentarily speechless. "I'll do that and am overjoyed you two became friends."

"Me too and sorry for being so rude when you touched my stuff."

"It's alright." Said Pepper.

"No it wasn't. You deserve to know why. Loki mentioned the homeless people right?"

"Yes."

"Dory was the first one I met. Taught me handy street smarts and helped shop for my boy clothes. Ran away from home because her moms boyfriend was a jerk. I encouraged her to call one day and when she learned they split up, convinced her to go home. Really smart person. Dreams of becoming an Astronaut. Anyway, she had a big crush on Captain America and gave me her favorite hat as a gift. Then I met Muriel. A mean looking older lady who was actually super sweet and protected me something fierce. Beat this guy up one night for trying to steal my blanket while cursing him sideways. She loved Chinese food and taught me self defence techniques, like how to poke a hole in someone's brain by shoving a chopstick up their nose."

Everyone's ears and attention piqued as Tony wondered if Muriel was a distant cousin of Sasquatch's. "Hopefully not on live subjects."

"No, silly. On a plastic skull she molded a face onto with clay. I paid for the supplies. Helping police identify people used to be her job in Arizona. Great way to kill zombies though. Best to behead them like with vampires and guarantee they've bit the bullet." Brianna then pulled a gold bracelet with a four leaf clover charm from her pocket. "Muriel was Irish and gave me this for good luck. It's too big so I carry it in my pocket. Before meeting you guys, they were the first people who were super nice to me. I fretted their gifts ruined in the wash."

"I'm sorry." Said Pepper.

"It's okay. I was just a little freaked."

'And nearly built a cave for the abominable snowman.' Thought Stark. "We were more worried about you after the fact."

"I could tell by your happy dance when I woke."

"Hey, badass did one too. In the hall. You didn't see."

Brianna giggled. "Thanks to you both for everything and I'm sorry for lying."

"Meh, we understand."

"I meant about not having a favorite Avenger. It's you uncle Cootyoodles. That's why I sought your help first. The Black Widow was my next stop."

Tony pictured Nat teaching her how to yank teeth out with pliers and felt twice as relieved for keeping that promise. "Nat's eccentric and hates zombies. I'm way more fun." Brianna suddenly hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek. "Awe, Little Warrior. Friends forever?"

"Damn straight!" Then she did the same to Pepper. "I forgot to explain why you're a badass role model. Working so hard to become CEO of a massive company like Stark Industries and executing all that embodies? You rock! I hope to grow up as astute, diligent and athoritative. Maybe I'll run a company one day."

"You already possess those traits and will exceed my achievements."

No one knew that better than Loki who cleared his throat. "Grandmother and Grandfather go to bed early, Min Lille."

"One more minute, please?"

"Alright."

She studied Stark, pondering the best way to implement her request. "You don't have to do this, but… Not all homeless people are bad or crazy like others seem to believe. Many hit hard times and the world is so expensive, they couldn't keep up. No one I met lived on the streets because they wanted to. There just aren't enough shelters or resources available. You're rich Tony and could help them. Will you try?"

As Loki had succeeded with Frigga, those beautiful pleading eyes won her case. "You really know how to pull a guys heart strings, kid. I promise."

Loki wasn't aware she'd intended to ask this, yet was so proud of her. "Min Lille?"

"I know." She politely replied.

"You have to go." Tony suddenly stood and darted for the hall. "Be back in a jiffy."

"Meet him by the elevator, or you'll never leave." Suggested Pepper.

He returned and handed Loki a loaded Iron Man backpack. "More things? Shall I conjure a crate for the bifrost?"

They'd already given her an overstuffed suitcase of clothes and toys and Stark held a gift bag in hand. "Be quiet, you. It's a peanut butter stash. Does Asgard have bananas?"

"Yes." 'Thank the Norn's.'

Tony knelt before Brianna. "I would've packed some tater tots, but you ate them all again."

She smirked. "My goof."

"Rascal. Try to ignore a wee, bitty smidgen, you aren't into girly stuff? We couldn't help ourselves with you off to Asgard."

Brianna pulled from the bag a pink baseball cap that said Warrior Princess in tiny diamond gems and proudly adorned it. "You sure know how to pull a girls heart strings."

"I put some Motown CD's in there too. Teach Dad to moonwalk." Loki sighed, pushed the elevator button and Tony playfully whispered. "From a distance. In case he trips over his own big feet." He hugged her again and summoned Jarvis.

"Yes, sir?"

"Our friend is leaving."

"Goodbye, Little Warrior." Said the AI.

"Bye. Sending you a virtual hug."

She joined Thor inside while Loki shook hands with Tony, his expression saying everything. "Any time. Now get the 'bleep' out of my Tower before I thieve your Daughter."

Brianna shouted as it closed. "There's presents on your bed! I'll miss you!"

Peppers was a black t shirt with gold letters that read Badass Role Model and Tony's was a monsterous box filled with tater tots.

"Don't do it, Butch. If you cry, I'm gonna cry." ***** Loki had purposely slowed the elevator allowing her time to give Thor a drawing.

"Mjolnir in a field of flowers? Thank you fair maiden."

"It's a scratch n' sniff."

"A what?"

Loki picked up Brianna. "You scratch the flowers, then sniff them. The effect is most appealing the stronger you inhale."

Thor took a whiff and wriggled his nose. "Quite the nostril tickler. What should they smell like?"

"Try harder." 'Doofus.'

He took another, looked cross eyed at Loki and began swaying. "...Brother..you…" Then down he went striking the floor with a thud the tip of his nose covered in sparkly dust.

"Sorry, uncle Thor."

Loki chuckled at her wince. "The spell is mild and shall soon wear off."

"Is he hurt?"

Loki let her down to hurle the hefty Thor over his shoulder. "Us God's are resilient. Your uncle once endured a skirmish with the Hulk." After escorting them through a portal and delivering Brother oaf to his bed, he lead Brianna through a second into some woods.

"That was awesome! Will you teach me how to do it?"

"Not in the near future. It's very complicated, darling and I'd hate to think you lost in another dimension." 'Or vanishing one day as an angry teen with a troublesome suitor I dream of throttling.'

"Okay." Brianna nervously scanned the area. "Now what? Carnivores hunt these woods."

"Northern Alberta is home to many. Never go outside without me and none will harm you."

"But wolves hunt in packs and grizzlies are bigger than you."

He booped her little nose. "I'll smell them before they smell us and neither possess deadly weapons in interdimensional pockets."

"Where our luggage is? I tried hiding bigger items in them and the darn things wouldn't come back. Hannah was furious, but I didn't care."

"What did you hide?"

"The back wheels of her Lamborghini, Gallardo. I overheard my Mother tell Claudia she got it from her rich boyfriend."

Loki recalled from spending time with Stark this wasn't a billionaire's vehicle, yet financially unattainable to the average Midgardian. "I see. Did she mention his occupation?"

"Plastic surgeon."

Brianna deserved that minor victory and although he wouldn't encourage it, one cannot preach vengeance a negative path when mapping their own. 'Perhaps he'll be useful to the sluts after I'm done.' "Ah. Care to see what I did while you slept last night?"

"You left me?" She confusedly asked.

He picked her up again. "It was necessary and I returned, yes? I won't abandon you, Og Min Lille."

"Never?"

"Never, darling. "Loki headed for a shack nearby nestled amidst some bushes. With its crooked roof, faded wood and door minus a hinge the structure looked ready to collapse.

"We're staying there?"

"Why not? I'll conjure an outdoor toilet." He teased. "Sheltered of course."

"Ewww."

"Come now. At night we'll have heated beds and during the day, roast squirrels on an open fire."

She scrunched her face in disgust. "Blech! I'd rather eat tree bark."

"You'll get an awful tummy ache."

They entered the dingy space and Brianna instantly focused on the filthy floor covered in forest debris. So intently, she didn't notice the sturdier frames of the structure only visible from within. "How will we keep the door closed and is that poop?"

Loki rolled his eyes at some turds in a corner. "The cabin is made of Brazilian Ebony."

"One of the strongest woods on earth." She commented.

He arched an intrugued brow. "Stained to appear aged, it's also bulletproof in light of human hunters. Consider the other materials deceiving movie props. The 'raccoon' poop is genuine." It vanished with a wave of his hand. "Now, did you mean that door?" It closed and he conjured a deadbolt onto the surface with a panel directly above. "Place your hand in the center?" Brianna did and it glowed green, spreading magic from the center throughout every surface like glowing, emerald fireflies. As they dimmed, Loki turned around. "Or this one?" The floor, suddenly cleared of debris had a sliding glass door in the center.

Brianna gasped in wonder, glancing between him and the mystery beneath. "Where does it go?"

"Did you think a sorcerer Prince would allow his Princess daughter to dwell in a shabby old shack?"

"Ancestry aside, I sincerely hoped not. Even an RV would've been better."

He chuckled at her frankness. "And you worried of uncle Thor bumping his head? The shacks purpose was added safety should a need arise and to keep our secret entrance hidden. "Once the outer door locks, only the interior alters. To outsiders, nothing changes." It opened and he carried her down a mutedly lit spiral staircase, each step progressively illuminating the space below.

At the bottom, she slid from his arm in awe. "Shut the front door! You 'definitely' have to teach me how to do this."

Min Lille was referencing conjuring. Another ability Loki thanked the Norns she didn't yet possess, having confessed so before requesting Tony and Pepper's gifts. "In time. Beyond that archway, another surprise awaits." Loki followed and suddenly pondered Brianna conjuring a future dwelling for herself and that troublesome suitor. 'Lessons commence when your forty.' ***** Thor woke to find two notes in his shirt pocket. One for himself the other, Astrid; 'Sleep well, Brother? We won't be returning to Asgard just yet. Please give this to my wife? I recommend waiting several days, discreet delivery and a hasty exit. A visit will follow and when interrogated, lie. Tell her Brianna came to you and don't mention her ice concoction. Unless you enjoy Father's company when several fries short of a happy meal. As I planned our escape without Tony's knowledge, do avoid his unnecessary panic and Pepper seeking our demise, by not telling our dear friend? Min Lille is safe.'

"That shyster." He grumbled. Jane returned in six days as would Astrid to a missing Loki. Waiting risked a molotov cocktail interrogation. His beloved and coronary inducing sister-in-law, banging down their locked bathroom door while the mighty Thor coward behind a shower curtain. Plus Maxi Waxis training schedule ended in two days. Bribery assured those lips zippered, but Heimdall would think his hastiness suspicious. He called to the trainee in the middle of the night, snuck into the palace and raced back to the observatory like the looney tunes road runner. "Spend it well nincompoo..eh he, Max. Asgard is lucky to have you."

Guilt ridden over her outburst and already missing Loki, Astrid returned in the morning to find the note.

Frigga was preparing to join her belly dancing instructor when she barged into the foyer and flung herself at the Allmother.

"Bwaaahahaa! I want a divorce!"

"Hells bells and bilgesnipe testicles. What has my shameless son done this time?"

"Frigga, your language." Scolded Odin.

She patted Astrid's back. "Oh shush. As if your cursing hasn't scarred the servants ears."

#Loki #others #submission #Submitted fic #The Slutty Webs one Weaves #lokilover9 #chapter 5

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