I think my all time favourite Marvel fandom era was when everyone on here was convinced sacred timeline Loki seduced his way into the Grandmaster’s favour and was probably his sugar baby of some sort. It was such a wonderful, simple, tranquil time to be alive. I was at peace
okay time to try and make a coherent jesterpost. let's break this down. here is a list of ideas that *can* apply to jesters that can also, on some possibly-non-literal level, fit loki too:
a liar and a storyteller
a speaker of the truth whose truth is rarely welcome; a prophet disbelieved or a shot messenger
one who speaks in riddles
a magician; a player of tricks
a player of tricks; a traitor
a madman or a fool
a wearer of costumes, disguises and masks
one who is always performing, who must perform to stay alive
one who mimics and reflects the powerful back to them
one who acts and emotes outside the bounds of propriety
one who engages in gender/sexual deviance, just within the bounds of plausible deniability and/or convenience to the powerful
an outsider at the centre of society: both elevated and lowly
the lowly among the powerful, the coward among the brave
a servant, defined by their master
a “favourite”; tenuous, dependent power that is seen as undeserved and attracts distrust and persecution
one who mocks those no-one else can, but may have that privilege revoked at any moment
one who can be mocked or abused without consequence (a sacrifice)
one who mocks, endangers, or injures themself in order to gain or keep the approval of the powerful (a priest, and a sacrifice)
a scapegoat: punished and/or blamed for the crimes of the powerful or the collective (a sacrifice)
one who says or does the dishonourable thing so the powerful do not need to (a sacrifice)
a politician or advisor who pretends to be powerless
one whom no-one can imagine having power
one who plays at power, but always surrenders in the end
one who hears secrets and has the ear of the king
one blessed or cursed with secret knowledge (the magician, the prophet, the holy fool)
ANYWAY i should do something more valuable and worthwhile with my life like writing that post which PROVES that Grandmaster/Loki was a thing on the grounds that everyone else on that planet has a job and we know what it is and why the grandmaster wants them to do it but then there's this ONE GUY who seems to just hang out at parties and we don't know what he could possibly be contributing here i mean there's obviously something for him to do or he'd be dead but we're not told what that role might be and i'm not saying that's because he's there to provide Certain Services but it might be and you can't prove that it isnt
New fic! I've completed a full draft and will publish chapters as I do final edits.
The Valkyrie Brunnhilde steps carefully through a sea of small children. They are Ljós-Alfar, the Bright Elves, and most of them are no taller than her waist. They are more excited than scared. This woodland is their home, familiar to them as their names.
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Scrapper-142 was in the palace—the old one—when the shouting began. She was in a booth and was not very sober, so she could ignore it for a while. She kept her eyes closed, her head nodding over her bottle, but she could still hear the voices and the footsteps, all running in one direction. The muzak was still playing though, a tinkly little tune: it needed more of a beat.
Wait a second if people can just take ships to and from Asgard from other places in space than really it was only an inconvenience to lose the rainbow and not devastating loss
Thor could have totally visited Jane
I like to pretend there's a HUGE distance between the realms so it's really really inconveniencing -- the reason the Dark Elves manage it in their timespan is their technology is far better than Asgards, despite being in stasis for millennia
Whats the last thing u remember after u died. Besides dying
"The last thing...? Do you mean the first thing that I remember happening after I died or the last thing before I returned? I remember flickers between two places, one of fire; ice; and death, and the other owned by a madman. I awoke in the latter after the 'Blip' and escaped."
Chapter 43 of Fiendish Pleasures has been posted! 💚
Your body crashed back against the bed after you and Loki came together. He had began by taking you gently, kissing your neck as he entered you, praising you but his strokes soon became more thorough, more eager as you begged him to make you cum which he of course did. Loki was still inside you as he ejaculated, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. Your hearts were both beating rapidly as you settled down from your highs. You were both covered in a thin sheet of sweat as your bodies stuck together. Raising his head, Lokis lips found yours as he kissed you messily.
“You truly are a gift from the gods.” He grinned against your lips.
I keep thinking about how Loki seems to like their hair short, but couldn’t cut it when he spent that year with Thanos and in Asgard’s dungeon so they just kinda rolled with it after that