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Loki: I'm what the Victorians would call a "vile, ill-tempered and thoroughly wretched little creature".

seeing as my tablet appears to be permanently dead, I’ll post this one unfinished too and return to my necromantic rituals later

lgbtincomics’ 2019 pride month challenge → Day Four: Trans/Genderfluid

↳ Loki Laufeyson, God/dess of Stories

I’m still me. I’m always me.

#* self.

rainbowmuses‌:

Just reading a book, enjoying his time in the summer sun before the clouds would maybe come and cover the warmth. It had been a long time since he had been outside. He was dealing the best way he could with the depressive thoughts and the urge to just lay down in his bed and never go outside ever again. It was a long battle but he would be damned if he lost. Looking up when someone spoke, he hummed and tilted his head to the side. “What.. do you mean?”

loki lets out a noise of frustration and drops down to sit beside the other, uncaring if they’re in someone’s way. “i was trying to leave. the keyword being trying as it seems there’s something not letting me.” black nail polish flashes as they impatiently drum their fingers against their thigh. “don’t s’pose you have any idea what that something might be, do you?” they ask, green gaze landing expectantly on the other.

#* interaction.#* with eddie kaspbrak.

porcelainivcrysteel‌:

“I could, but I thought I’d limit myself for the time being- sometimes I find myself a little too excited about the things available in these times, and I go overboard” Katherine let out a slight chuckle, knowing all too well how she loved it. Like any reasonable person in the time she had come from, she liked pretty things, though not to the extent she lost all sense over them, and this world had proved an open door of things, just as the world she had first been brought to life once more in had been. “Hmm. I might delay from the green ones, that’s never been my colour” She always used colours in a visual manner relating to the other wives, preferring to not touch there’s in such a vivid fashion, though she sometimes had to compromise.

loki can’t begrudge her choice to pass on the green ones. as much as loki may love the color, they know it’s far from the first choice for most other people. that’s not going to stop the god from trying to convince her, though - she had asked for their help, after all. “why ever not?” they ask, taking one of the chokers and looking between it and the woman. “i think it would be a rather nice color on you. perhaps not as good as blue, maybe, but better than any number of other colors.” the deity shrugs then, holding the choker out for her to take if she wanted. “if nothing here is catching your eye well enough, i’m sure there are other stores that will have these, you know.”

#* interaction.#* with katherine howard.

midniter

Loki in The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl II #46

#* self.

miqthythor

Thor and Loki in Thor #02 (2018)

Can’t you make it fly faster? Maybe if the goat got out and pushed. That goat’s more my brother than you are, scoundrel.

#* self.#* ft thor odinson.

i'm going to try and be on after i get home from work tonight but i'm here until 11pm and seeing as i usually go to sleep around 9pm (being a morning person but having to work nights is,, exhausting) i might be too tired. either way, i'll be on tomorrow !!

#* ooc.

archiveofolives

The King of the Frost Giants is dead. Long Live The King.

#* self.#comics spoilers #weapons cw /#gore cw /#blood cw /#and again #it's blue but it is blood #also i can't believe loki carved their way out of laufey #while making a pun just #'what's the matter father? was it something you ate?' Iconic

one moment, loki had been atop the frozen throne of jotunheim wondering what to do next, and the next moment they'd been seated on a bench in a park. that had been a week ago, though, and they've since found they're in america's capital city. if nothing else, the god is glad to be entertained by all this. a bored loki was never a safe thing, for themself or anyone around them. but they suppose it's time to go back; they can reasonably shirk their duties and responsibilities for only so long. uncaring of the others passing them by on the street, they say, "elsewhere." but the expected feeling of magic doesn't wash over them and upon opening their eyes, they find they're in the same spot on the sidewalk they'd been in. "huh," loki says, looking down at their hands as if they hold the answer, "that should have worked." turning to the nearest person to them, the god asks, "why do you reckon that didn't work?"

#no need to match length !!#i hope this shows up in the tag sigh #also elsewhere was said in old norse !#hw: starter #* interaction.

porcelainivcrysteel‌:

Hands fingered across the chokers present within the store, still keeping to the image she wore on the stage in terms of the smaller details- It was symbolic, her and Anne had both worn one, representative of what had happened to them, but, despite the sometimes tightening feeling it gave, she liked to wear one outside of the show. It hid the scar traced around her neck, ( one a little thicker than that of her cousin- whereas Anne received the swordsman’s swing, Katherine hadn’t been granted that decency ), and she’d never been so fond of being verbal about what happened, unlike others. Instead, in some ways, she tried to hide it, like now. A frown as she tried to decide which few to purchase, she turned to a figure next to her to ask. “Which two or three are your favourite?” She asked, pointing forwards to the selection. “I’m torn as to which to get”. The selection if anything a little disappointing, it was a pity there wasn’t much with any pink present, which she thought would’ve suited the pink dyed into the ends of her hair, and bring a little life into her look,

loki isn't the biggest fan of clothes shopping. they like what they own, and rarely see reason to expand their wardrobe. but after showing up in dc with only their armor and torn-up coat for clothes, they figure it's best to expand sooner rather than later, and preferably with clothes that would allow them to fit in better on midgard. they have an armful of clothes ( a sweatshirt, some t-shirts, and a few jeans ) piled on their arm as their attention is caught by the woman speaking. "why not get all of them?" they ask, barely sparing any of them a glance, "that way you won’t have to choose.” then they really stop, give each one a fair look and point at three of them. “those three are the ones i’d likely get.” it should come as no surprise they’d only pointed to ones that were green or black.

#* interaction.#* with katherine howard.

ofpxrcelain‌:

“shoot,” bo muttered, sitting on the sidewalk as she looked over her bicycle. there was no fixing this one. but it was thirty minutes! bo had only been in the store for thirty minutes, but somehow both her tires were slashed and her basket was missing. although she was out of the way of most of the traffic along the sidewalk, she couldn’t help but make sure when she felt someone stop and look at her. “hey, i’m sorry,” she apologized, looking at the other and then around to make sure her bag was also pushed to the side, “am i in your way?”

loki had very nearly tripped over the girl before noticing she was there. the god skips back a step, green eyes skimming over the scene before him. it’s clear the girl is having a bad day, to put it lightly, if the state of her bike is anything to go by. “it’s fine,” he says, bending down to take a closer at the bike. “this, though, is rather unfortunate.”

#* interaction.#* with bo peep.

was that choi youngjae / kim hyuna? Oh no no, that was just LOKI LAUFEYSON, a canon character from marvel comics. they are roughly two to three thousand years old and are aware that they are not actually from washington dc. too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

spoilers for marvel comics ( thor (2018) & war of the realms ) !!

#hw: intro #someone should.... come be their friend #cannibalism ment /#kind of....?#Just To Be Safe

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