#skytreaderdances

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skytreaderdances reblogged your photo:

found them: you can find them for sale here as a...

Yeah, I've seen them on Etsy too, I also found it cool that Shadowcat wore them in the new XMen: Days of Futures Past.

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To build a better world sometimes means having to tear the old one down. - Alexander Pierce (Captain America: the Winter Soldier)

Yeah, I know he's one of the villains of the piece. But, this one quote ... does taste of truth, to one who admires the Worldbreaker.

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Today I am beyond "meh" and into bitter disdain at anything and everything. Even to thoughts of Himself.

And at one level I know that is just my brain chemistry acting up and messing with me, not a permanent change in interests.

At another I'm screaming at myself, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME, BRAIN? WHY?

Thinking the best thing to do right now is NOT think too hard about that particular angle, not invite thoughts of Him lest they feel tainted, and curl up with a trashy novel and try to sleep it off as much as possible.

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I am of Jötunheim (my poem)

I am of Jötunheim [9/9/2014] I am of Jötunheim We who were once blood brothers Mistrust has torn us asunder Animosity has torn us asunder My swift son, my womb-son Taken as my rival's steed My fierce son, my wild son Taken and bound to stone A sword through his jaws My coiling son, my long son Exiled to the sea, awaiting fate Deadly sport for fishermen My only daughter, beloved daughter Exiled from me to rule the shades My twin sons, my youngest sons One made to tear apart his brother And my own child's entrails They have used to bind me Oh yes, I am of Jötunheim And all I ask is a good seat From which to watch Asgard burn

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Hmm.

I'm not really very good at drawing, but I'm feeling tempted to do some Loki drawing, most likely using a (woman) friend's pictures as a model. We'll see.

Comments/thoughts are welcome of course :)

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Hello!

Just want to say hello to the handful of lovely people already following me.

I'm open to dialog, if anyone wants to ask, talk, suggest links, etc.

Also, welcome! Well met!

Also... if you're an artist and don't like that I am sharing your stuff / how I am doing it, please don't hesitate to drop me a line and I'll take it down or whatever. I'm not trying to step on anyone's toes, I'm just here to share my love of Loki, and of the art. :) 

Setting up this blog was the first time I've played around with tumblr's queuing feature. And I guess I'm easily amused, because, the queuing, it's magic! All the stuff goes up, in a nice staggered fashion, and I don't have to do it myself! Woo! Wish I'd known about / thought about it when I was writing all those haiku and creating the memes for lokishaiku, this summer. Oh well, live and learn.

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Know you just what you ask (my poem)

(if it's not obvious, this is partially a dialogue; the lines in italics are Loki's, those in normal text are mine)

Know you just what you ask [4/9/2014] Know you, pretty maiden just what you ask? (He called me pretty!) Know you, mortal child what I am capable of? I care not. I will take what you will give I will endure whatever you wreak I am monstrous I will receive you, though you tear me in two I am fire I will embrace you, though you burn my skin I am the betrayer And you were betrayed but I will stand by you ever I am lies I will drink your words and know the truth behind them I am the destroyer I will invite you in though you bring down these walls around me you bring mischief to me too long the good girl you make me dance whose feet too long have been lead you bring laughter to a soul too often somber and you bring heat to loins and heart too long gone cold

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What I strive for (my poem)

What I strive for [2/9/2014] Her words, my Muse, make mine seem shallow, childish as a playground rhyme and her fire, her desire make mine seem a flickering candle a youth's puppy love and yet it is not a competition my envy should spur me to better things Master of lies, weaver of words, if you will allow me to learn at your knee or by your side teach my tongue but a fraction of your guile I will myself stoke the flames to burn more brightly in my devotion And the desire we shall deepen together for when you are truly here your smallest touch makes molten every nerve Oh Sky-Treader you dance through my life can you fault me that I want to catch you and dance a few wild turns joyous in your arms