Son of Loki

I am Sleipnir, son of Loki, God of Mischief, and steed to Odin Allfather. I love my step-ma, Sigyn and the rest of my family. Sometimes I draw pictures and pull pranks. I track the tag: sleipnirlokason

[akihiro-daken]

Issues

[sleipnirlokason]

akihiro-daken:

Daken had bought a shopfront in a rather trendy part of New York, and while away had managed its renovation and retrofitting. It now boasted an even more trendy coffee shop and pastry counter, and in the back, amongst the comfy chairs and side tables, was a comic book store. It had a current release rack and managed pull lists, yes, but it’s focus was on back issues and vintage items.

The coffee shop was both for coffee and tea, all organic and ethically sourced. It’s grand opening had netted it a steady and loyal clientele, who liked the atmosphere as much as they liked the fact that the baristas and employees encouraged bitching and gossip and loved to hear and pass on both.

It was named “Daddy Issues.” Because of course it was.

The email reached Sleipnir the day after Daken’s return.

>>Hey kid, want a job?<<

There was a picture of the storefront advertising for a pastry cook, and a picture of the menu, advertising Carrot Everything days on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Daken figured that’d be enough.

He’d been in Iceland two days prior, doing simple recon for SHIELD on some Asgardian who had abandoned the realm a millennia ago for earth. An easy, boring assignment seeing as a former berserker would hardly need anyone keeping tabs on him, but it was nice to get out of New York. 

The email left him perplext. He’d not heard from the sender in a long while, and he wondered why in Hel Daken would think of him for this kind of thing. After a few texts back and forth with his S.O. he drafted a response. The job could be interesting. New York was a hotbed for enhanced weirdos (like himself). There was a chance he would encounter a few more. Or just more weirdos. Besides, it was something to do when he wasn’t doing bullshit for SHIELD

>>Just so we’re on the same page: How much illegal shit am I doing?<<

[sleipnirlokason]

random sleipnir stuff since i sort of have come back.

he has two true forms. one is his eight-legged horse form, the other is a jotun form similar to lo.k.i’s. he never uses his jotun form because he was raised on asgard and asgard is hella racist when it comes to blue beings. he hates that form. he also hates the horse form because odin basically enslaved him and took him into battles where sleipnir could’ve easily died. he resents that form. 

in the past few years, he has shape-shifted into a human looking form. sleipnir looks like his mum-dad (lo.k.i) but his skin has an olive tone, this being because his skin (and fur) in both his true forms are darker. plus, he thinks it makes him look less like l.o.ki and sleip has some resentments towards his parental unit. he stands at 5′11″ and has the look and maturity of an 18 year old.

he is a slut for all things carrot flavored. 

sigyn ( @sheholdsthebowl) is very very dear to sleipnir. they first formed a real proper bond after the events of the first thor film when they were mourning l.o.k.i and sleip considers her a parent. if he is talking about “ma” he is talking about sigyn. 

he was not on asgard for the events of the ragnarok film. he was on earth because as soon as he turned 18, he began training with shield under the direction of maria hill. (director phil coul.son whomst???)

shape shifting is a magical skill sleipnir inherited from the mum-dad, but he only recently started using it (recent as in, within the last four years of his thousand year life). he is skilled in other magical areas, which he started developing also recently. some of those skills are self-taught, others sigyn taught him. 

he’s an asshole like his mum-dad, but he’s not about the whole world domination bullshit. just give him a snuggie or smth and leave him alone.

[sleipnirlokason]

i love my baby boy but sometimes i wish he had a mute button.

[sleipnirlokason]

i have thoughts about the ragnarok film and how it applies to sleip but i don’t feel like doing a huge write up atm. basically, sleipnir wasn’t even on asgard for the events of the film, hela did not attack the realm (it was a thanos related group of beings) and hela is sleip’s baby sister, not odin’s deviant child.

[sleipnirlokason]

sheholdsthebowl replied to your post: @sheholdsthebowl did you realize that sleipnir...

okay but do you ever think about how fenrir probably kills sleipnir when he kills odin??

wow what the fuck?

[sleipnirlokason]

@sheholdsthebowl did you realize that sleipnir blew up with the rest of asgard at the end of ragnarok???

[sleipnirlokason]

is it just me or has tumblr gotten weirder in my absence? 

[sleipnirlokason]

adarkenedshadeofblue:

      A light scoff, a roll of the eyes before he moved a hand up, lightly brushing fingers over the other’s forehead. “ After my return of Hel. And gaining of the throne. “  albeit not in his own form.

    He is not impressed. Sleipnir spent years away from his mother, years of being treated only as the Allfather’s steed without his mother’s support. He has grown angry in those years. He suspects he is not the only child to feel that way, but then again, most children don’t have to mourn their mother’s death twice. “World domination didn’t work out so you decided to pop in and say hi after years of nothing?”

[sleipnirlokason]

this blog needs work. i need to re-work pages. all that. what are the cool rp trends now i wanna look hip.

[sleipnirlokason]

adarkenedshadeofblue:

@sleipnirlokason

       ………. s o n.

He snorts and tosses his mane, a hoof brushes the ground before settling. “When was the last time you washed your hair?”

[sleipnirlokason]

ummmm hello. it’s been???? what??? three years? idk? i’m only here bc i’m on bed rest and kelsey brought sigyn back but. hi.

[sleipnirlokason]

Sleipnir took the coat into the coatroom off to the side of the entryway and hung it up. It was amazing how few coats were actually hung up in there. Sleipnir didn’t really need one and Sigyn was so often on Asgard taking care of problems there, hers were still packed away. 

“It’s okay that you didn’t,” Sleipnir said. He offered his arm to escort Maria into the kitchen. He could be a gentleman if he wished. “I actually think some time on my own has been good for me. I needed space from everyone for a bit.”

[shielddeputydirector]

She took his arm, charmed as usual with his manners. He didn’t show them often to others, but when he did, he didn’t do it half-way.

“I know what that’s like, kiddo.” She walked with him into the kitchen, and ruffled his hair irreverently with her free hand. “People suck sometimes.”

[sleipnirlokason]

Sleipnir lead Maria into the kitchen. There was an entire wall made of glass, allowing all the natural light to fill the room. It was Sleipnir’s favorite room for that reason. It made him feel more connected to the earth. 

He pulled out a chair for Maria and then pushed it forward again once she was seated. Then he began rummaging through the kitchen for food. “People always suck, everywhere you go. Once you accept that, I’ve found it’s easier to tolerate them.”

[sleipnirlokason]

“Well, I never believed it,” Sleipnir mumbled as he followed Maria inside. That wasn’t entirely true. There were brief points in his life where Sleipnir believed everything was good, and that he was good. But things had been so bad for so long he had forgotten those point. 

“The horses are cool here. We think they are still connected to the Æsir in some way…I can take your coat, if you’d like?”

[shielddeputydirector]

“Sure.” She shrugged out of the coat and handed it to him. “I’m sorry I haven’t stopped by before; to be honest, in the chaos and reorganization, I didn’t even know you’d moved.”

She wondered what sort of connection the horses had to Asgard, but decided it was probably better she not know. They herd looked happy; all her knowledge would do was bring scientists out to study them.

[sleipnirlokason]

Sleipnir took the coat into the coatroom off to the side of the entryway and hung it up. It was amazing how few coats were actually hung up in there. Sleipnir didn’t really need one and Sigyn was so often on Asgard taking care of problems there, hers were still packed away. 

“It’s okay that you didn’t,” Sleipnir said. He offered his arm to escort Maria into the kitchen. He could be a gentleman if he wished. “I actually think some time on my own has been good for me. I needed space from everyone for a bit.”

[sleipnirlokason]

lmao, my roommate saw me for the first time in two weeks today and like she’s all complaining about me never being home. like okay i’m never home because you’re a slob who uses all my dishes and then leaves them in the sink for days on end and you’re incredibly bigoted. like...i would rather chill at the dorm across the hall or at my boyfriend’s apartment. 

[giraffepoliceforce]

[nizzlekicks]

i can’t beleive this

[michmoon]

IT IS 2015

[sleipnirlokason]

Sleipnir closed his eyes momentarily, he liked getting his nose rubbed, and then he transformed into the boy form he normally took when surrounded by people. Besides, Sigyn hates it when Sleipnir got into the house in his true form. He always tracked in mud and grass. 

“I’ve actually been good if you can believe it,” he said cheerfully holding the door open for her. “I was just going to make some lunch if you wanted some?”

[shielddeputydirector]

“I’ve always believed you could be good, kiddo.” She let him hold the door for her and thanked him with a rare smile as she passed through before him.

“I see you’re getting along with the other horses here.”

[sleipnirlokason]

“Well, I never believed it,” Sleipnir mumbled as he followed Maria inside. That wasn’t entirely true. There were brief points in his life where Sleipnir believed everything was good, and that he was good. But things had been so bad for so long he had forgotten those point. 

“The horses are cool here. We think they are still connected to the Æsir in some way...I can take your coat, if you’d like?”

[sleipnirlokason]

It never got too hot in Iceland. In either form, Sleipnir didn’t have to worry too much about over heating. Plus, the countryside where the safehouse was, was in the middle of nowhere. The middle of nowhere which played host to a heard of wild horses. Sleipnir liked them. They, it seemed, were immune to the magic that hid Sleipnir’s four extra legs. But they didn’t run from him. No, that band of horses seemed to accept Sleipnir as one of there own when he was in his true form. 

But today, Sleipnir was hungry. Sure, he could have eaten some of the grass free for taking. But Sleipnir was graving a grilled cheese. And maybe, possibly, some tomato soup. So he left the heard, galloping in the direction of the house when a car made him stop. Off in the distance, there was a car driving in the same direction. It had to be SHIELD. If ever an Asgardian were to come here, they would have used the Bifrost. 

So Sleipnir slowed, not picking up speed until the person in the car had parked and had gotten out. Instantly, he felt excited. With a happy trot, Sleipnir began to make his way towards the figure. Once there, Sleipnir stopped, and nuzzled Maria Hill affectionately. It had been a long time. 

[shielddeputydirector]

She watched the horse canter over, and knew she should have done this earlier. It wasn’t like this was Greenland; she was comfortable here, and she had friends.

 “Hey Kiddo,” she rubbed his nose affectionately. “How’ve you been?”

[sleipnirlokason]

Sleipnir closed his eyes momentarily, he liked getting his nose rubbed, and then he transformed into the boy form he normally took when surrounded by people. Besides, Sigyn hates it when Sleipnir got into the house in his true form. He always tracked in mud and grass. 

“I’ve actually been good if you can believe it,” he said cheerfully holding the door open for her. “I was just going to make some lunch if you wanted some?”