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light switch 1/2 (pt. 2 reblogged)
light switch (2/2)
light switch 1/2 (pt. 2 reblogged)
oh, my doomed doomed funnybunny.
ive finally kinda settled on an art style btw! it's honestly just a mix of the two 🥀
a heart's a heavy burden (loki tv series, mcu, thor series)
originally posted on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/82171911
the ten times Loki truly felt love for another that shaped who he is, was, and ever will be.
i. thor
At a young age, parents are intimidating figures of authority, especially if they are Asgardian royalty. The only one that Loki felt equal to was his older brother: Thor.
“Loki!” Thor Odinson beamed from the balcony above the gardens, waving at his little brother. In a flash, he had run through the marble halls of the palace and down the stairs to meet Loki.
“Thor!” Loki grinned, lopsided and toothy at his beloved older brother. He held up his hands, garden snakes coiled around his arms. They all lifted their heads in unison, staring at Thor.
“Brother, leave them alone. Surely you wouldn’t want to be handled were you a snake,” Thor chided.
“But I think they like hanging on my arms. At the very least, they don’t seem to mind.” Loki gently pet one of them on the head before lowering his arms, letting the snakes slither off and back into the bushes. Looking up at Thor, a mischievous look crossed his face. “Look what mother has been teaching me!” Loki reached over, plucking the dagger out from Thor’s belt. He holds it offhandedly, casting a spell and turning into one of the very garden snakes that were just hanging off his arms.
Thor’s eyebrows furrowed, and for a moment Loki recoiled, worried he had angered his brother. “I-I can turn it back–” Loki is interrupted by Thor’s loud laughter, throwing his head back.
“Lok, that’s so cool! What else has mother been teaching you?” Thor questioned, reaching over and gently patting the dagger-snake on the head.
They were so, so young back then.
the post-loki cope continues with rivals fanart! the esu skins are sooooo frat boy coded i love them. im lvl 18 loki and never touched thor a day in my life - its time to learn!
Day5:Spur of the Moment
As far as I can tell, I haven’t been able to trace the origins of that ornament at the professor’s house, which is why I’ve made this up, but perhaps the truth has already come to light somewhere.
love on one side, death on the other (loki, mcu)
originally posted on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/81877146
takes place after the events of s2 - when another Loki variant shows up at the TVA, how will Mobius react? (a doomed Lokius character study)
“Don’t freak out.” Those words should’ve been Mobius’s first warning.
In one of the many offices in the TVA, B-15 caught Mobius on his break. Time flows differently in the TVA – it doesn’t quite flow at all, honestly – but enough of it had passed that the memory of Loki only produced a gentle, bittersweet ache in the hearts of his friends.
“There is very little that could make me freak out, B-15,” Mobius chuckles. The worry on B-15’s face doesn’t ease.
“You remember how there are still a few wild Sacred Timeline lunatics on the loose?” She asks.
“Separate from Dox’s loyalists, yeah. We finally catch the stragglers?” Mobius leans against his desk, crossing his arms.
“Not quite. We caught one, but not before… Not before they took someone here with them.”
i really like how every other note on layton is “make him more endearing please”
ive been out and about the last few days so i havent been able to draw much new stuff - so here's some more of me figuring out my art style! i wanted to draw my beloved archaeology professor but i reaaaaaally didnt wanna draw his dotted eyed face (no matter how iconic it is...)
the legacy of robert robertson the third (dispatch) (10)
originally posted on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/78263641/chapters/211026571
the thirteen times the Z-Team saw their late dispatcher in each other after he died on the rooftop that night to Shroud. (short, slice of life moments following each Z-team member's grief over Robert's death.)
10 - Flambae sees Robert in Phenomaman.
It’s stupid, and he fucking hates it, but Phenomaman embodies everything Robert believed in.
So, he avoids Phenomaman as much as superhumanly possible. He never really went out of his way to hang out with the guy to begin with, but now – given the opportunity – he would go out of his way to avoid being around him. Whether it be on calls, after-work bar runs, or break room shenanigans, Flambae wouldn’t be found anywhere near Phenomaman.
So, he wondered, how the fuck he managed to get cornered by the man himself.
happy requiem leon kennedy lovers! im still between artstyles evidently.
no spoilers! im watching a friend play re2r rn, its my first exposure to resident evil and im heavily considering playing the games myself now
the legacy of robert robertson the third (dispatch) (9)
originally posted on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/78263641/chapters/209305166
the thirteen times the Z-Team saw their late dispatcher in each other after he died on the rooftop that night to Shroud. (short, slice of life moments following each Z-team member's grief over Robert's death.)
9 - Royd sees Robert in Mandy.
He admits it: he always had his suspicions about Blonde Blazer’s powers. She always had a certain humanity, a level of empathy to her that other A-list superheroes lacked. No hate to them, of course.
Royd meets a very tired and overworked Mandy in her office long after the SDN building proper had closed up for the night. He’s holding a takeout bag from Johnny’s.
“BLT for Miss Blazer?” Royd smiles as he knocks on her open office door. Mandy looks up from her paperwork.
“Royd. Come in.” She gets up and takes her food from him, closing the door as he enters. “What are you doing here still, so late?” He follows her to the couch and they sit. Mandy sets her takeout bag on the table, leaning forward and resting her elbows on her knees looking at him inquisitively.
“Ah, you know. Down in the lab, just…” He doesn’t need to say it. They both know – the remnants of Mecha Man Blue resided in the lab. No one at SDN knew what to do with it. They didn’t have the heart to just scrap it all, but they had no one to pilot it. So there he sat, in the back corner of Royd’s lab, waiting for the day he’ll take off again.
the legacy of robert robertson the third (dispatch) (8)
originally posted on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/78263641/chapters/208170691
the thirteen times the Z-Team saw their late dispatcher in each other after he died on the rooftop that night to Shroud. (short, slice of life moments following each Z-team member's grief over Robert's death.)
8 - Phenomaman sees Robert in Waterboy.
He doesn’t fully understand this feeling – grief, the rest of the Z-Team were calling it. It felt similar to when Blonde Blazer broke up with him, but much, much heavier.
Despite the feeling, he kept showing up to work. Blonde Blazer – or rather Mandy – would give him this small smile that was just enough to keep him going. At first, he really only showed up to catch glimpses of her, the girl he ignored in favor of the girl he wanted her to be. To feel consumed in the lesser grief instead of facing the more permanent loss head on.
Unfortunately, that loss ended up staring him straight in the face one day when he and Waterboy were paired for a call, one that entailed being bodyguards all day for an elderly woman.
Really, they were just being paid to sit around in her house while her overprotective grandson was out of town on a business trip.