goth loki would be so peak
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goth loki would be so peak
Lokius.
Very goth Loki and his straight-laced salaryman husband Mobius make a baby together.
Very goth Loki happily dressing up his little princess in the brightest, happiest colors, getting her the most colorful toys. Because he read that color was important to childhood development and the bright colors seemed to please her. And he would do anything for his baby girl.
Of course, she also loves her goth mommy very much and all those people who cruelly whispered while he was pregnant that he would terrify his own child with his appearance were proven very wrong.
Not that Mobius allowed people who said things like that remain in their orbit whenever he found out.
He was also a little overbearing almond mom, but he had also entered therapy recently so he could be well for his little family, and realized that a lot of that was trauma from his father being like that and abusively strict with it and his deep-seated desire to please and be validated by his abusive father, so he did the work and let that go.
He was still very, very goth, though, because that is just who he is and his therapist supports him and so does his sweet, adorable husband.
Mobius occasionally arriving at work with black lipstick stains on his collar and/or cheek by Loki.
Very, very goth Loki bringing their baby dressed in rainbows to Mobius's workplace for lunch.
Mobius never hesitates to bring Loki to all the places previous non-goth partners never would, to encourage Loki to visit him at work if he wants, all the things.
But Mobius often feels self-conscious about the idea of going into Loki's spaces. Spaces meant for other goths. It isn't that he doesn't want to support Loki in that way, it's that he worries he will make others uncomfortable because of how he looks and how he very obviously doesn't belong there.
Loki teases him that he could always dress Mobius in black boots, black chaps and nothing else but a spike collar.
Mobius gives him a dry look and says he's no expert but he's pretty sure that's an entirely different thing.
Loki grins and giggles and simply says, "Is it?" In that mischievous tone of his.
Mobius rolling his eyes.
Low-key can't stop obsessing over this Loki fanart by https://twitter.com/cuisinesimpleb1?s=21
From the make up, to the cat, to the boots ,the snakes and daisies on his throne just chef kiss perfection gugugvj
Goth Loki by AI 🖤🗡🦇
Unpopular opinion that needs to be said: On like an alignment chart, Loki’s more goth than he is nerd.
Would it be ok to request a Loki fic that's an AU where they don't have powers and where they are exploring their genderqueer/fluid/nonbinary identity? Like it's still new and they have to use Halloween as an excuse to "dress girly". Also Thor is an amazing supportive big bro and would be just a protective teddy bear.
Genderfluid Loki (They/Them)
Val-Hallow’s Eve
NO POWERS AU
Featured/Warnings: Loki uses They/Them pronouns. Genderfluid Goth Loki. Exploration of gender expression. Implied Bisexual Thor. Off-hand mention of alcohol consumption. Adoptive Supportive Siblings.
Loki had always adored Halloween, it was their favorite. It was the night of the year people could be anyone they wanted to be: whether it be someone else or their true selves. Loki knew if they had the ability, they would transform themself into anyone they pleased. Loki wished they could just wave their hand and go back and forth between whichever identity they felt was right. Loki imagined all the ways they could use such an ability, the pranks would be so grand.
Loki had known who they were for a while, however they had never had the chance to express themself in public. Loki had practiced makeup and cultivating outfits at home, though they were always concerned about the ridicule. Loki knew Thor would be by their side and would knock some sense into anyone who dared to criticize his brother, though Loki didn’t like depending on him.
The most Loki could usually manage in public was fixing their hair, painting their nails, and maybe on a good day some light messy eyeshadow. Though Loki always wanted to do more. Halloween was just the right night to do so. Loki got up early that morning so they could begin the dolling up process. It had been hours since Loki had started, and they were almost to the finishing touches. Thor had just awoken from his deep slumber, long blonde hair tangled and messy. He stumbled against the bathroom doorway, if he didn’t know it was Halloween he would’ve almost mistaken Loki for some stranger in their house, “you look quite different”
“It’s a good different right,”
“Absolutely.”
“You’re almost done right?”
“Yes, just on the finishing touches”
“Good I have to start getting ready soon,”
“You’re still doing that glam metal look right?”
“Well of course!”
“Well you don’t have to do much for your hair— it’s already teased to the Gods!”
“Here I was going to ask you for your expertise, but since you’re going to be so asinine, I’ll get ready myself.”
“No! You’re not going anywhere with me looking like a disaster!”
“That’s the spirit!”
After Loki finished their makeup, and assisting Thor getting into his costume, they hit the town. Loki was dressed in a long black gown, a slit up the left leg showing elegantly torn fishnet tights. They had adorned a laced up corset, Loki decided to take their lucky twin daggers with them; one stuck down in their left leg’s garterbelt, the other wedged into the front of the corset. Loki’s ravenous wavy hair was delicately teased. Loki adorned several elaborate pieces of golden jewelry, including a horned crown with intricate chains and jewels cascading down the sides of their face and hair.
Thor however adorned red leather pants, a thick black studded belt with studded wrist cuffs to match, a belt slung across his bare chest.
They spend the whole night bar hopping. Loki getting hit on by multiple types of people, men, women, and anyone in between absolutely were enthralled with their beauty that night. People often got switched up what they thought Loki identified as, but regardless they loved sparking confusion and curiosity into others. It was like a personal mischievous ruse aimed solely at the gender roles of society.
Loki even got the honor to dance with a few fellow queer people at the various bars they went to. Both him and Thor were the objects of desire and flirtation of several of the bars’ other patrons. Loki enjoyed being able to share a spotlight with their brother rather than fighting for it, though typically with Thor it wasn’t intentional it just happened. Loki felt like they should be equals, however when Loki won the costume contest twice at two of the local bars, they couldn’t help but feel a little superior and carry themself with regency the rest of the night.
While walking the sidewalks on the way to another bar, Thor strikes up a conversation, “You seem to be having a great time. I’m glad you joined me tonight!”
Loki was grateful they were invited, despite their often reclusive tendencies, Loki did enjoy going out and being around others. Especially if it was garnering their attention. Though due to their uncertainty with their gender expression, it left them feeling awkward to even be in public. Thor always invited Loki, however. Loki was always worried Thor would stop inviting them due to the amount of times they’ve declined or rainchecked. It may be the alcohol in their system buzzing honesty through their veins when they respond.
“Oh fully, I didn’t expect people to be so accepting.. Though it may just be tonight.”
“Is tonight the only night you want to dress like this?”
“I think I should do this more often, I feel more .. like myself.”
Thor wraps his arm around his sibling’s shoulders, “I’m glad to hear that, do you think you’d dress like this every day of your life?”
“I don’t know, I can't see into the future. I’m not a witch.”
“Oh? Then why are you dressed like one?”
They both laugh for a moment, but then Loki sigh happily, “I do enjoy looking like a shapeshifting androgynous witch.”
“It’s quite fitting for you, I think you should do what feels right to you, to Hel with what the world thinks!”
“Thank you, brother”
To be appreciated by their sibling, meant beyond worlds to them. To know in the battle of life they would fight alongside one another despite their past trials and tribulations, fueled their confidence to continue on the stroll of the rainbow bridge of self acceptance.
Imagine an AU thor where he's just got a punk-rock aesthetic and thunderbolt knuckle tattoos.
Also Mjolnir is an electric guitar.
😂😂😂 Yes! Edgy Thor :D Someone draw this! I wonder how Loki would look like? I always imagine him to be a goth :D