#lokidottir

[lokisrealpurpous]

words hurt like a blade

pt1

father!loki x daughter!reader

warnings: bullying, sh, mentions of sewersl*de, mentions of scars, description of blood and wounds, angst, mention of weight.

description

when loki finds out his little girl isn't dealing with things well, falling into dangerous habits that he once did too, he does everything to try and look after her.

☆ please please do not read this if you find anything in the warnings list at all triggering, keep yourself safe and I'm always here if anyone needs me or just needs someone to message ☆

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

your pov:

After my father had gained the trust of the Avengers we've stayed at the tower, it was a new start which meant: new schools, new people and a completely changed routine, it was draining.

I joint the high school that Parker went to, he was a close friend, being the only other kid my age on the team, and tried everything he could to help me fit in, but as fate leads the path, I was the target of everyone that walked into my life.

As the days moved on antagonisingly slowly it got worse and worse, it began with names, roumers, nudges and smirks but was becoming more than just a lurking shadow, it hurt, it was exhausting.

"sort your face out"

"you alright fatty?"

"just kill yourself"

"cut your arms open"

It was the same threats everyday, along with fights and pushing and shoving and arguments.. getting worse... and worse as the weeks went by. It wasn't just a voice i could ignore anymore.

I began to not go into school, I stopped eating or I ate too much, I struggled to brush my hair, brush my teeth, shower, all the hope of that once little girl inside me had been burnt. Words hurt like a blade..

2 years clean.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

lokis pov:

I knew something was going on. The circles under her eyes were painted black, her hair was in dreads and her body was slow and achey. She refused to go into school and she rarely came out her room, and every now and then she'd be sick, but ive just brushed it off as anxiety.

I missed my little girl, my todler running in fits of giggles around The Gardens of Asgard Castle. The way her face was always illuminated with joy, the only tears that every stained her face was from happiness or a graze. I had gone wrong.. I know I have at some point, she's in pieces that neither of us know how to put back together but I'll always be there with the glue to seal the cracks.. she's my princess and she always will be.

The setting sun casted a golden brushstroke across the towers corridors, I haven't heard from y/n all day, not for food, nor anything, so I slowly paced down the silent rooms to her door, knocking gently as I twisted the handle.

your pov:

My breath was caught in my throat, strangled as the harsh words tangled in my head. I gasped for air as tears flooded down my crimson cheeks, desperately rummaging through my beside drawers with shakey hands.

where was it...

I mumbled, merely a whisper.

where is my b..

there it was. I felt the cold metal against my fingertips, the small blade burning my skin with fear and defeat.

2 years clean.

I pulled up my sleeve desperately and stared holes into my arms, only then to press the small razor against my arm.. deeper and deeper... then dragging it across the frail skin which cried sepia teardrops.

My eyes winced in pain, but my shoulders fell in relief, like the tension breathed through the cuts that patterned my arm. 1...2...3...4. The sence of control betrayed me as I cut over and over again, they faded white before they painted my arms red and the salty tears that clung onto my lashes fell with no sympathy as they sung the fresh cuts.

14... 15... 16...

then there was a knock.. shit.

I fumbled with the stomach twisting scene before me, the blade fell onto the icy wooden floor and the once white bedsheets were ruined with the blood of self pity. I gasped between clenched teeth as I pulled down my sleeve over the deep cuts.. and grabbed a book off the table next to me.. it was too late to grab the razor below me.

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lokis pov:

my heart sunk to my legs. the sheets were red. her eyes were irritated and rashed, her hands were shaking violently and her lip was quivering subtlety. Swiftly my eyes wandered over to see the blood dripping knife on the floor.. a small puddle dripping through the floor boards.. my angel.

I went to walk towards her but my body was trapped in a paralysis of fear and guilt, seeing her eyes overwhelmed with such emotion tore me to peaces. How could she have done this to herself.

what have you done..

I whispered, loud enough for her to hear me, evident when her voice cracked into antagonising sobs.

I ran over to her vulnerable frame and took her limp, exhausted body into my arms, protecting her in a tight embrace. I felt the blood stain my shirt as it seeped through the fabric of her jumper, but ignored it as I rocked her shaken figure back and forth.

oh my angel

I said as I brushed strands of hair behind her ears.

why.. why would you do this...

All I could hear was whimpers and sniffles coming from her, tilting her chin up to look at me.

I'm here... I'm here...

I say softly and I hold her face in my cold hands.

May I?

I ask as I hold the end of her sleeve, when she nods I slowly pull it up, my eyes widening and my throst strangling me as the deep cuts were revealed.

your pov:

as he rolled up the sleve guilt drowned me.. I felt sick as I saw how deep the cuts were, and the terror on my father's face. My head felt faint and the blood continued to stream down my arm.. the last thing I saw was the corner of my eyes bluring black and myself falling into my fathers tense arms.

The next time I woke up, bright lights of the healers room pieced through my eyes, my head was pounding and everything was spinning in parades of colour and movement. my eyes trailed off to my arms which were bandaged, underneath I could feel the stitched that were sown through my wounded skin. To my left there was a moniter and my iron levels, they were life threateningly low, also told by my exhaustion, pale colour and excruciating headache. Then my eyes landed on my father, he was sat asleep on a chair infront of me, in the same clothes he was in the night it happened... however I had no clue how long ago that was. As he felt my consciousness he woke and rushed to my side.

are you alright princess?

he asked, his worry stabbing my heart. I nodded weakly and gave him a soft smile as he ran his hands through my hair.

you're safe.. you're going to be okay... I'm here I promise. Angel please come to me before you ever do anything like this... no matter what I am doing you come to me and I can help you.. I know what it's like.. I've been close to where you are and darling I cannot bare to loose you. I love you.

His voice broke and he clung onto me as to never let me go.

I knew then that I was safe with him.. but I had alot to question for once better.

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#loki #loki laufeyson #loki x you #loki x reader #lokis daughter #lokidottir #tom hiddelston loki #tom hiddleston #aesthetic #bbcsherlock #benedict cumberbatch #fanfic #celebrities #alot of angst sorry yall #angst #sh #mental health #bpd #depressive episode #loki odinson #loki season 2 #art #bbc sherlock x reader

[ravenlking]

Duo Magic

𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 "You two have the potential to combine forces. Don't let your silly rivalry get in the way of true greatness. Take it from someone who's lived centuries."

part of the astrid lokidottir/perseus lokison series! warnings: none a/n: please give me feedback :)

Let me know if you'd like more!

"That ends our lesson on 'Duo Magic'. For homework, I wish to see a five-hundred-word essay on the types of magic that can be duo-ed and also a brief summary of what we have covered in class today," Perseus stated before tapping the board with his staff. Immediately, the letterings melted away to reveal the emptiness of the board, as clean as if no one had touched it.

The quietness of the classroom was engulfed by the busy chattering and laughter of the students. Groans from exhausted students went unheard; many considered this class to be half-heaven, half-hell. It had been a long, information-filled lesson today, not that any of his lessons weren't like that. Perseus flicked his wrist and his classroom cleaned itself, grumbling under his breath as he spotted leftover stationery, forgotten by careless teenage mortals. His wintery magic danced around the classroom; the chilly breeze lifted the dust and flicked it into the trash can. Chairs were automatically dragged in, gently clicking against the table when the woods met. His beloved classroom was clean once more.

Slow, but steady footsteps echoed against the ice-covered floors. Perseus watched with an indescribable look in his eyes as two interesting, yet starkly contrasting students exchange a look before heading his way. The god hummed as he pressed a hand under his chin before staring into two pairs of eyes - one covered with a guarded wall around his soul while the other had eyes of steel that hid the lonely soul.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Rosehearts and Mr. Ashengrotto?"

✧༺♥༻∞

Riddle fiddled with his fingers as Professor Lokison stared at him. There was something unnerving about his gaze - as if he was able to see further into his eyes and then scan his own soul.

"Professor Lokison," Riddle began. "I feel...weird recently."

The professor hummed as he leaned against his desk, gesturing for him to continue.

"Ever since you began teaching 'Duo Magic' for the past week, my fire-oriented spells have been acting...peculiar," Riddle closed his eyes. Within his soul, he felt the flames flicker and cackle, even more than usual with Azul Ashengrotto by his side. It urged him to work together with the sly businessman, although Riddle had absolutely zero intentions of getting closer and working together with him. "Around Azul, they seem to...be alive. They perk up whenever I'm around him."

Riddle's eyes widened as a sudden thought came to him that he never pondered upon.

"Don't tell me that I'm in love with him!"

Azul whirled around with an equally panicked look on his face. Riddle's statement seemed to make sense, well in his opinion.

"According to studies, a fluttery feeling means that you are in love!" Riddle heard Azul gasped and grasped the edges of the table. Pleadingly staring into Professor Lokison's eyes, the silver-haired student begged out: "Professor, tell me it isn't true."

Professor Lokison was silent before a strange noise came out of his mouth. He faced the side, hands raising to block his mouth as Riddle realized - he was chuckling.

Why?? Can't you see Riddle is in distress?!

"Mr. Rosehearts, Mr. Ashengrotto," their professor chuckled. Strangely, Riddle could sense that their usually-glacial teacher was much more warmer right now. He folded his fingers over each other, facing them with a miniscule smile on his lips. "Rest assured, you two are not in love. Although..."

A mischievous glint could be seen in their professor's eyes. "Might there be something you haven't shared?"

"Of course not!"

"Never!"

The two students spat out, eyeing the other with hidden malice. Riddle's fingers tightened around each other before their professor spoke again.

"How curious...you say your flames feel more alive and potent, Mr. Rosehearts?" He hummed, tapping his fingers against the desk. His eyes, seeming more like shards of ice, faced Azul. "And I presume your water-based spells have a similar reaction, Mr. Ashengrotto?"

Azul nodded.

"It's like whenever I cast them, they feel more powerful," The silvernette explained. "Around Riddle, they tug at me to...be together with him?"

Riddle felt a grimace take over his mouth. Does the self-proclaimed, sly businessman not have any other words instead of 'be together'??

Professor Lokison coughed, successfully gaining their attention once more. He leaped off the table before reaching for his staff.

"If the two of you would stand behind me," He spoke before lifting his staff. Riddle and Azul's eyes widened before doing as told, exchanging hidden glares as they were forced to "huddle" together behind their teacher. Riddle felt himself get colder the more he was closer to Professor Lokison; a strange chill enveloped his body. Goosebumps raised across his skin.

Professor Lokison stabbed his staff into the ground and with gasps, Riddle watched as the entire classroom transformed into a clear space; the walls were covered in a frosty layer of ice while the floors remained their glacial appearance. There was no desk or chair in sight, it was as if they had melted away.

"This is..." Azul breathed out. "extraordinary."

Riddle saw their teacher smirk before he leaned his staff against the table. He snapped his fingers before two dummies appeared, roughly a few meters away.

"I'd like you two to cast your strongest respective elemental spells and observe what would happen," Professor Lokison lectured.

Taking a deep breath in, Riddle and Azul simultaneously cast the greatest spell in their inventory. Roaring, scarlet flames escaped from Riddle's ruby pen while ocean waves crashed out from Azul's lavender pen. They collided in mid-dance, swirling around each other like a dance. Steam hissed as the flames and waves approached one another and the room suddenly felt more humid.

"My word..." Azul breathed out, hands slack against his sides. Riddle echoed his shock and sentiment. In all his years, he has never seen such a thing...it was awe-inspiring.

Clapping brought them out of their awe-induced stupor. They snapped their head to their professor and to add to their shock, he was smiling.

"This was beyond my expectations," Professor Lokison gave them a smile. "Mr. Rosehearts, Mr. Ashengrotto, you have unlocked a rare spell technique - duo magic."

"Duo-Magic?" Riddle mumbled. "Like what you have been teaching us?"

Their professor nodded. "It seems as if your powers have grown to a point that they are able to not only be casted, but pull on the other person's magic to enhance their strength. With this technique, the amount of magic strain on your body is lessened, as well as the amount of blot accumilated will decrease."

"But I would have to work with...him," Azul turned to Riddle. The ruby-haired student could see an eye twitching but he hid it well with an emotionless face. Riddle, too, scowled, crossing his arms and let out a little huff.

Professor Lokison frowned.

"You two have the potential to combine forces. Don't let your silly rivalry get in the way of true greatness. Take it from someone who's lived centuries."

Riddle tightened his grasp on his pen, making up his mind.

"Azul," He forced out. Holding up an arm, a part of him laughed at the shocked look in Azul's eyes. "I will put away any hatred and malice feelings I have towards you. And I assure you, I will do my best to peacefully work with you so we can grow our potential."

A business-like smile grew on Azul's face before he shook Riddle's hand. His grip was strong, Riddle thought.

"It's a deal, Riddle," Azul smirked.

Professor Lokison let out a loud laugh. For some reason, these two youngsters reminded him so much of Loki's and Thor's rivalry, and that thought made him feel more at home in this strange world.

"Can I expect you two to meet me in my classroom every Monday for practice?"

"Of course!" They chorused before glaring at each other from the side.

sneak peaks into their lessons!

azul: FOR SEVEN'S SAKE

azul: JUST CAST THE DAMN SPELL ALREADY!!

riddle: WELL, I WOULD BE CASTING ALREADY IF YOU HAD ELIMINATED OUR ENEMIES LIKE YOU SAID YOU WOULD

riddle: FIVE MINUTES AGO!!

professor lokison: *sips tea*

professor lokison:

professor lokison: was the students of night raven always this lively?

azul: RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS-

riddle: AZUL ASHENGROTTO-

#twisted wonderland #twst azul #azul ashengrotto #twst riddle #riddle rosehearts #twisted wonderland x marvel #loki #lokison #lokidottir #astrid lokidottir #perseus lokison #loki laufeyson

[t1gres]

I guess I need to introduce myself to you all, since you don't appear to have a variant of myself in your world

I hail from Universe 205.

My father is Loki. My mother was human, but she is long dead. Hydra had me for many years, but I escaped.

I can use some magic, but I prefer to fight like a normal person. Loki's children tend to end up slightly weird - hence I'm mostly human, but have claws, a tail, and wings. (I could shapeshift if I wanted, but i dont want, thank you very much). I also have heightened senses and reflexes.

#mcu oc #marvel oc #lokidottir #daughter of Loki #oc rp #mcu rp #mcu oc rp #marvel oc rp #marvel rp

[lokidottirs-daggers]

“She is the savior they need… Not the tool they desire.”

Introduction - Thor 1

Just a little sneak peek of my WIP Fanfiction. I introduce to the world, Alexandra “Lexi” Freya Lokidottir.

#marvel #mcu fic #mcu oc #lokidottir #mcu asgard #fanfic

[lady-rose-moon]

Eeep! So exciting that you opened your requests! 😍

Well... Since I'm such big sucker for dad!Loki... What about a sweet bonding moment between Loki and his newborn baby? Maybe Haven, if you'd like? 🥰

Thank you, you are wonderful! ☺️

Our little Haven || Dad!Loki x reader || Requests open! ||

A/N: ahhhh I'm so excited to show you this! I fucking love dad!Loki and writing this helped me fall for him even more! Thank you for this request @holdmytesseract I truly loved writing it and I hope you like it too!

CREDIT TO THE ARTIST

After an agonising thirty hours in labour, you finally brought your child into the world. You were sweaty, shaking and crying but when you heard the shrill cry come from your baby you laughed in relief and rested your head in your husband’s shoulder. Loki watched as the midwife wrapped the babe in a blanket and smiled at you and Loki.

“It’s a girl,” the midwife whispered with a warm smile, the smile becoming wider when he saw the utter delight on Loki’s face and your own face. “Although, it was peculiar…” she trailed off as she looked down at your daughter.”

Instantly, Loki began to run through all the different possibilities of what could have been wrong. “What… what is wrong? What was… peculiar?” you whispered weakly, voicing what Loki was panicking about, “is something wrong with her?”

“Well…” the midwife began before pulling her lip between her teeth and then looking between you and Loki, “she came out a boy. She just changed before my eyes. It’s… peculiar.”

Loki’s shoulder relaxed at the revelation and he chuckled nervously, guiding the midwife’s attention to him, “that would be because of me. I am genderfluid and my shapeshifting abilities must have been passed on to her. That is nothing to worry about.”

The midwife seemed to accept that and walked towards you, guiding you on how to hold your daughter properly before laying the bundle into your arms and stepping back. Your eyes welled up with tears of relief when you gazed down at the infant in your arms, her face all scrunched up and crying to the gods above. 

“She’s perfect,” you whispered to Loki as he leaned over your shoulder to get a look at his little girl. You brushed some excess blood from the girl’s face and watched as she subtly settled, gazing up at you curiously and seeming to accept your touch before her eyes closed and she opened her mouth to release another cry.

Loki sat by your bedside as you breastfed your child and rocked her. “You need to rest, pet,” Loki whispered to you when he noticed your eyes starting to droop and your breathing start to become deeper as you rested your head against the pillow, “I shall look after our girl for a while.”

“But…” you protested, looking between Loki and your daughter before admitting to yourself that you really needed to rest after the pain of the last thirty-something hours. “Alright,” you whispered, gently handing your daughter over to your husband and giggling when he looked at you, half terrified, “it’s alright,” you assured him with a grin, “you won’t break her.”

Reassured by your smile, Loki leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead and whispered sweet nothings until he was sure that you were asleep and then he was alone with his baby for the first time. Sure, Loki was already a father but he hadn’t felt like this at the birth of his sons or his first daughter. Back then, their births had been tainted with the fear of Odin discovering his children and throwing them away in fear of Ragnarok. Now, gazing down at his sweet daughter with Odin dead and Thor as the Aesir King, he was allowed to breathe.

The God stood from the bed and smiled as he walked around the room with his daughter in his arms. There was something about her, this wonderful child who had already shown a mastery of his shapeshifting abilities and she was only seconds old, this little girl who had captured his heart since the moment he saw your belly start to bulge with his child, this little soul who had been given to him and you as a way to move on. Your safe haven.

“Haven,” Loki whispered into the silence of the room, watching Haven squirm in his arms as she tried to get comfy against him. That’s what she shall be called, a homage to what she is to you and Loki. Your safe haven, your blessing, your way of moving on. “Haven Lokidottir,” he whispered again, the name sounding so perfectly right on his tongue that he knew it was destined to be her name, “your mother will love it.”

Loki sat in the chair next to your bed for an hour after that and at every little shift of his daughter, he was brought back to attention and there if his daughter needed him. When he saw her nose start to scrunch and her mouth start to open, he was prepared for her cries and gently stroked down her nose with his pinkie finger, soothing her as he gently shushed her. 

“Don’t wake mummy, min lille trygge havn (my little safe haven),” the new father whispered, watching as his daughter opened her eyes and blinked up at him tiredly.

Green. Her eyes were green! She had his eyes! Utter joy filled Loki’s chest as he gazed down at the beautiful shade that Haven had for eyes and he felt himself teetering on the edge of crying again at the sight of her eyes. Haven seemed to sense his joy as her crying subsided and she wriggled in his arms, enjoying the attention from the man holding her.

“I’m dada, little one,” Loki whispered, standing from the chair and swaying with her in his arms. “I swear to you, little Haven, I won’t let anything happen to you,” the God whispered to his child, knowing that she wouldn’t understand his words yet but he knew that he would always show her that she was loved and protected, “mummy and daddy will always protect you.”

Haven gazed up at him and her lips spread into a goofy smile and she did her best to giggle, kicking her legs in delight. Loki watched with amusement and felt his heart squeeze at how wonderful today was, how lucky he was to have you and to have Haven, how lucky he was to have this second chance at a family.

From your place on the hospital bed, you watched as Loki bonded with his child and felt so blessed that you were the one to give Loki this opportunity.

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[kratioed]

GOD OF WAR | HEADCANON: HEL’S NAME Most people imagined "Hel" would be named after her grandmother either as Faye or Laufey, but personally, I like the idea of Hel's name being derived from her Greek heritage. Not only it ties back to the franchise's origins in Greece, it also aligns with the fact that "Loki" is known as Atreus in GOW, which also stems from his Greek roots. I think it's fitting for Hel to receive the same treatment just like her father in this context! Some have suggested Calliope (even Callisto!), but imagine "Hel" being named after Pandora. Think about it; the central theme surrounding Hel's family (Atreus & Kratos) could revolve around hope. Obviously, we know about Kratos' relationship with Pandora in GOW3. Without her, Kratos would have never discovered hope and humanity within himself as he released the power of hope to the people of Greece. Kratos also quoted Pandora before he became the God of Hope in Valhalla. Even Atreus is named after the man who inspired hope to his fellow comrades, especially Kratos in the darkest time.

Kratos named his son for these qualities, and now Loki will be the Giant who wore a smile in the darkest times, bringing hope to his people with a goal of restoring Jötunheim. And once Jötunheim is restored, Hel will be the first Giant born in the new age free from Odin's rule, the beginning of hope for all Jötnar...- if you think Hel being named after Pandora is boring, then here's my personal take (using creative liberties): her name is Elpis, the Spirit of Hope in Greek Mythology! She's also the reincarnation of Pandora...or at least has a few particles of her soul.

#Kratioed's Headcanons #Elpis Lokidottir #Greek Mythology #Pandora #Elpis #Norse Mythology #Hel #God of War #gow #gow Pandora #gow Hel #God of War: Ragnarök #God of War: Ragnarok #God of War Ragnarök #God of War Ragnorak #gow Ragnarök #gow Ragnorak #gowr #headcanon

[therese-lokidottir]

#she looks really cool here I won't lie #Hel #Hela #hela lokidottir #fenris #avengers earth mightiest heroes

[apollolewis]

One thing that marvel screwed up for honestly several generations of people at this point is making people think Loki and Thor are brothers. They’re not, Loki is Odin’s blood brother/sworn brothers, but they aren’t related. And something the marvel movies did was have Hela be Odin’s daughter instead of Loki’s like she is in the comics and she was based on Hel who was also Loki’s daughter. I haven’t watched Loki season 2 but he has a lot of wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff going on so like stuff can happen to make it more mythology and comics accurate (don’t question how but it can)

#norse mythology #Norse gods #Loki #Loki god #Odin #marvel #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #hel goddess #hela odinsdottir #Hela lokidottir #idk how to tag #marvel movies #mcu #marvel comics #also most art I’ve seen of the god he’s either a red head or blonde #no black hair in sight

[novosdefensores]

ND + LOKI [ 03 / ?? ]

Disse que eu queria fazer mais coisas com o Sloan e com a Lorraine também, então acabei fazendo essas edits de teste, mas que acabaram ficando legais no final :3 Logo tem mais, porque eu to amando a série do Loki então tá me inspirando bastante !

POR FAVOR NÃO USAR ESSA EDIÇÃO SEM PERMISSÃO !!

#sloan lokison #Lorraine Lokidottir #{ Minhas edições } #loki #marvel

[lucianalight]

You say the show characters weren't divided to "good" and "evil" but they are still stripping people and putting collars their necks which personally I find pretty messed up. This is my problem and why I can't bring myself to watch season 2 because everything I end up seeing seems like the TVA is still doing horrible things and not treated with the weight it should. Like, there's torture scene, but it's supposed to be okay because turns out it wasn't really physical? Like thats still torture that crosses the line way past grey in my opinion.

It's these two images for me is why I can't be asked to see any of the TVA as just grey especially it's asked while Loki is still called a villain. He didn't do a fraction as bad as they did.

If what I saw was Mobius owing up to being wrong about believing in the TVA and how his glorious purpose hurt people instead of seeing Loki say he invaded New York because he was mad at Thor and Odin, maybe I wouldn't still mad at the show

The actions are wrong, it doesn't matter who they're against what justification they have for using them. I rather have a story the condemns those actions and finds a better way than one that keeps the system with only a promise that now they'll only target the bad people

What I've been trying to say and said before in my s2 review, is that the narrative is neutral this time. It just shows you the story and leaves you to decide for yourself how you want to judge characters and their actions. That's sth very important for me in a story. I always have an instant knee jerk reaction to any blunt sort of message/framing even if it's a good one. I hate it when I feel like the writer is holding up a sign and telling me "look look it's a bad/good action or you should love/hate this character". No, thank you very much I can think for myself. The writer's feelings towards the characters can also bleed through so you understand when a character is treated by distaste and another with adoration.

These were the most important issues I had with s1. Because it stopped me from doing what I love most, in-universe analysis. Sth the fandom were doing before TR. No one told us, what happened to Loki before Avengers, we were shown clues. No one told us the reasoning behind every sentence of the characters and what they meant. But we analyzed every single action and expression. We put the pieces of puzzle together and built the picture. I was happy doing just that, until with TR the in-universe analysis didn't make sense so we had to look what caused it from out-universe pov.

Now with s2 having that neutrality I want, I don't care what the creators wanted to say as long as the characterization and actions make sense and are consistent with how I see the canon material. That's why Loki's line about New York didn't make me angry.

That hatred and dismissal toward Loki we felt in TR, IW and S1 is also gone. So having that irritating narrative of s1 out of the way and a better writing, the characters look grey to me. Which means like any other human they do bad things and good things. I didn't got the feeling that any of wrong actions are framed as sth good. Not putting collar on people(they were actually uncomfortable), not the torture scene(which I hated as I explained in my review) and not what TVA was doing all this time. In fact one of the few instances of framing in the narrative is that their atrocities were acknowledged.

The promotions of S2 were terrible though. I have no idea what they were thinking. None of the trailers were interesting and who would buy TVA merch? They're not even aesthetically beautiful and why would anyone want one of those creepy posters anyway? Although that's what happens when you sideline your main character in s1 and then you have nothing except creepy totalitarian merch for promotion smh. So yeah I get what you mean.

The ending also wasn't like now they're targeting the bad guys. It was shown that they won't interfere with what happens in timelines unless one of HWR's variants start a war and their intervention was needed. I haven't watched ant-man 3 but I assume they were referring to it when they said one of his variants made trouble but it was handled and their intervention wasn't needed. So they just intervene when the people of a timeline can't handle sth themselves. I also got the impression that they were changing their whole system to sth new.

In the end I hope it's been clear that by posting about the series, I'm not insisting, encouraging or recommending others to watch it. Because I know what Loki means to us. And Because I've seen many of my mutuals didn't like s2. Some did. S1 still makes me as angry as the first time I watched it but I liked s2(that doesn't mean I won't criticize it though). No two people are ever gonna agree with each other on everything. So it's ultimately a choice everyone need to make themselves.

#loki s1 criticism #loki s2 positivity #anti thor ragnarok #anti infinity war #therese-lokidottir #messages

[ravenlking]

Appearances

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐋 "I don't often do favors for free, Divus. You ought to know as such. But romancing and tricking someone? That should be fun for the goddess of mischief..."

part of the astrid lokidottir/perseus lokison series! warnings: - it does get a bit! heated towards the end, but nothing scandalous a/n: - the banner belongs to me, but the pictures is from the official manga! please do not steal! - yes, divus crewel is a confirmed love interest! bro when i first saw him, i was like "TWST TEACHERS ARE SO HOT LIKE WHAT???" if he asked me to jump off a cliff, i'll happily do it with a grin - please give me feedback :)

Let me know if you'd like more!

Let's set the scene.

A rare moment indeed, to see Night Raven College's professor of Magic Arts in his- no, her true form. Ebony black hair with stripes of emerald was neatly tied in a low ponytail, stray bits hanging in front of her eyes, and her navy blue eyes glimmered even underneath the lowly-lit lamp. Delicate fingers flipped the pages of her book as her other hand was used to write down notes to plan for her next class.

This is the scene that Divus Crewel walks to see. Astrid Lokidottir, planning diligently for her next lessons, in the living room shared by all teachers in Night Raven College. His maroon gloves suddenly feel very hot and sweat trickles down his face upon approaching the goddess. Just as he was within a meter's range, Astrid shut the book close and snapped her head up to meet Divus's grey-silver eyes. He stumbled slightly but regained his posture.

"What do you require from me? Speak."

Divus coughs before handing her an elegant invitation; Astrid took it gracefully. Upon opening it, her eyes scanned it quickly; her face was emotionless and bare of revealing her true feelings. Divus quickly explained.

"Would you mind being my plus-one? I need to get some unwanted fangirls off my back," he spoke, settling for the seat next to her love couch. When she finished, Astrid slid the invitation across the coffee table before picking up her notes and book.

"Denied."

His eyes widened. "Why not?"

Astrid tapped the invitation with a well-manicured finger. "Too much effort. It also falls on a school day."

"It's only the evening until late at night," Divus argued. "It wouldn't affect you at all! You only need to hang near me so the annoying women wouldn't harass me. That's all."

She stared back at him. "My answer is no, Divus."

Divus politely leaped from his seat and half-kneeled next to the goddess. His hands found hers, silently imploring her to do so.

"Please, Astrid. As a favor," even though her frigid face didn't as much twitch, Divus continued. "You get to trick hundreds of important people! You get to have your mischief and cause slight mayhem in the politics of Twisted Wonderland..."

He trailed off. Astrid, for one, had put down her items and was staring into his eyes. She crossed her legs, a hand under her chin while the other was still in his gloved hands. A devious smirk climbed onto her lips, looking right at home upon those pale Cupid's bow.

"I don't often do favors for free, Divus. You ought to know as such. But romancing and tricking someone? That should be fun for the goddess of mischief..."

_____________________Later that evening________________________

Divus, heart eyes: You look magnificent...

Astrid: This? This is the bare minimum. Mortals wouldn't stand a chance when they feast their eyes upon my true beauty.

Divus: Well then, shall we get going? Your chariot awaits, my goddess.

Astrid double-checks the masquerade ball mask on her face one last time before nodding. Divus takes her arm and leads her away, unknowingly giving the NRC students more to gossip about.

Ace: Holy shit- Professor Crewel can actually be nice to someone??

Deuce: Ace, we shouldn't be here! We should be feeding the flamingoes!

Divus and Astrid have arrived and just entered the ballroom. It is magnificent, almost being able to rival Asgard's ballrooms with the amount of luxurious decorations and atmosphere.

Woman #1: Sevens- who is that next to my Divus??

Woman #2, fluttering eyes: Divus is so hot today.

Astrid, rolling her eyes: So this is what you put up with every other year? I truly feel sorry for you.

Divus, tightening his arm around her waist: Yeah...but luckily I have you this year.

Astrid: I'm not going to be here forever you know...I have somewhere else to be. My true home.

Divus: I know.

Divus, leaning in to whisper into her ear: But I'll make the most out of it.

Crowley: Divus! Is that you with Ms. Lokidottir? I never thought I'd see the day!

Divus: Yes...and who might you be with this year, Dire?

Crowley: Single, my friend! Single and not yet ready to mingle, as the youngsters say.

Astrid: Pft- Of course, headmaster, of course.

Crowley, leans in: My dear, blink twice if you ever need me to replace Divus. He can be a bit...too much to handle when drunk.

Divus: Dire!

Astrid: I'll take you up on that offer if needed.

Divus: Astrid!

Lo and behold, he's drunk. Hammered. Barely functioning.

Despite the stares and glares, Divus is slumped against Astrid, babbling aimlessly whatever thought first appears in his head.

Divus, cuddling her: A-Astrid...you look ngh beautiful....

Astrid, poker faced: I know that Divus.

Divus,pressing his head in the crook of her exposed collarbone: You smell hic! so nice t-too...

Astrid: I know that Divus.

Divus, pressing an opened mouth kisses: Then, do y-you know that I a-admire you, ngh Astrid? That I-I want to court you?

Astrid, sighing: Divus, you're drunk.

Divus: N-no, I'm not!

The next day, Divus arises from his slumber, his head ringing and hurting as it if a bus crashed into him. He runs a hand through his messy black-white hair before stumbling out of bed. The moment he opens his door, he meets Astrid's eyes who look him up and down.

Astrid: Oh good, you're awake.

Divus: What happened- oh

Unfortunately, or fortunately for Divus, Astrid is wearing a loose t-shirt that exposes part of her collarbone. Her pale skin is littered with little reddish patches that look oddly like hickeys. Suddenly, Divus remembers everything from last night with clear details. How he was so drunk that he was all over Astrid if it weren't for Crowley enchanting a gentle sleep spell to prevent him from going further.

Noticing where he is looking, Astrid smirks.

Astrid: I see, so you regained your memories.

Divus: Astrid, I am so so sorry-

Astrid strides forward before slamming her hands on the wall above him. With a little magic, Astrid towers over Divus, looking down on him with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Astrid: Why should you be sorry? If anything, you should have done more...

Divus:

Divus:

Divus, gulping, but internally: HECK YES

#astrid x divus is truly canon yall #sorry not sorry for making astrid a true casanova #babes if crowley wasn't such a c*ckblocker- #damn it dude we know you're jealous but at least let him kiss her on the lips #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #marvel #twisted wonderland x marvel #loki laufeyson #lokidottir

[drstrangefictions]

Loki: I'm an idiot.

Frigg:

Kid!Loki:

Classic Loki:

Boastful Loki:

Alligator Loki:

Sylvie:

Loki:

Frigg: If you're waiting for us to disagree this is going to be a long day.

#incorrect loki #incorrect marvel #incorrect marvel cinematic universe #incorrect loki quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #incorrect marvel cinematic universe quotes #loki laufeyson #oc: frigg lokidottir #incorrect oc quotes #incorrect quotes generator by scatterpatter #source: unknown #sylvie laufeydottir #kid loki #classic loki #boastful loki #alligator loki

[lady-rose-moon]

A fun day

Thor: *he gets into his car and starts driving* that was a fun day, wasn't it, Haven?

Silence

Thor: Haven? *he turns to look at the backseat, no baby in sight, his heart drops* oh no. *he drives back to the park, no Haven* shit

*30 minutes later*

Thor: *he enters the cottage* brother I- *he flinches at the stab* oh yes, deserved that *he groans at the next stab* that too *he drops to his knees from the punch in the gut* and that

Loki: *holding Haven, seething* you left my daughter?!

Thor: I thought she was behind me!!

Y/N: you're digging a bigger hole, Thor!

Loki: *he kisses Haven's head and glares at Thor* it's okay, Haven, no more play dates with Uncle Thor until you're much older

Y/N: and even then, supervised.

Thor: but-

Loki: I could kill you right now for leaving my darling princess. I never felt so terrified as when she called out to me screaming. I heard her from New York, Thor, New York!

Thor: apologies won't lessen your anger?

Y/N and Loki: NO!

~~~~~~~~

Idk what this is, I'm half asleep and needed to write it 🤷

#loki #loki x reader #parent loki #parent reader #haven lokidottir #loki and haven #thor is a cool uncle but bad at babysitting #protective loki #this just crossed my mind #tom hiddleston #loki (marvel) #loki fluff

[kratioed]

GOD OF WAR | ELPIS LOKIDOTTIR HEADCANONS QUICK NOTE: in my take, "Hel" is Pandora's reincarnation known as Elpis, the Spirit of Hope from Greek Mythology! (with link provided in bold text for my self-validation 🤭).

SPIRIT ANIMAL: her animal is a bluebird! Not only does it aligns with Faye’s bird motif, it also matches the significance in both of her Norse and Greek equivalents for GOW (according to my research): “Bluebirds of happiness,” associated with the concepts of joy, happiness, and harmony. Symbol of hope, love, positivity, and renewal. Symbolize the essence of life and beauty. Some believe that bluebirds represent a connection between those who have passed away and the living.

FAMILY FEELS

Family outing! Elpis loves it when she and her parents rides on top of Fenrir while they visit Jörmungandr!

All wolves from Ironwood, Jörmungandr, and especially Fenrir are very protective of Elpis! Make her cry and you answer to their wrath.

Fenrir gets slightly jealous whenever Elpis pays attention to other wolves/animals besides himself...he's her best friend, of course he's gonna whine (her parents finds it absolutely adorable)!

Angrboða (and maybe Atreus) taught Elpis how to bake, especially blueberry bread!

Freya's top (and beloved) pupil! Elpis' a prodigy so she's a quick learner whenever Freya teaches her Seiðr magic (the reviving spell from 2018 is one of her favorites). They also bonded over flowers and their shared love for Chaurli!

Despite's Freya's (and Angrboða's) teachings, Elpis would have been more interested in dark magic, particularly necromancy. Her family forbids her…but she learned it in secret despite their disapproval (curious and mischievous just like her father. And definitely not planning to resurrect dead animals and keep them as pets don't worry Fenrir you're still her favorite).

Kratos’ very favorite grandbaby! The moment she's born, he refuses to let anyone hold her...not even his own daughter-in-law. Even Elpis prefers her grandfather (and grunkle Mimir) over her parents (sorry Atreboða fans). They occasionally drop her off at Kratos’ cabin because Elpis kept begging them to see her grandpa!

Loves Mimir and is fascinated by his ability to speak despite being a head. She adores listening to his stories and often pleads him (or Kratos) to tell her a bedtime story whenever she spent the night at her grandpa's!

Kratos carved her a flute made from Ironwood barks on her 11th birthday, which she absolutely loved! He also taught her how to play it, and together they become a musical duo with Kratos playing a lyre (just like when he’s with Calliope). Even animals are drawn by her melodies!

Elpis found it strange by the sense of familiarity she felt towards her grandfather...as if she had known him from a past life.

Because in rare occurrences, Elpis caught a glimpse of herself in some reflections; a fair woman with lighter hair and blue eyes (definitely not Pandora). she never told anyone about this, not even her own parents until she confides this to Mimir...

Some nights, she even dreamed about the same woman (DEFINITELY NOT PANDORA), sometimes from the woman's perspective with Kratos in a different time...

JÖTNAR HERITAGE

Has a keen interest in vulture culture (she got that weird girl energy from her mother)! Angrboða taught her to paint, so Elpis adorn her collection of animal skulls with vibrant patterns. She even wore one as a mask!

Due of her fascination with vulture culture, she started to take up ivory carving! Atreus taught her to carve, so Elpis can wore them as jewelry! She even gave one to her mother as a lucky charm on mother's day!

Has a habit of cleaning/redefining gravestones, especially to those that are unmarked since she always have a deep respect for the dead! If a grave lacks a tombstone, she'll just make one for them! Besides vulture culture and ivory carving, she would take up headstone carving! She gained this experience whenever her family buried one of their wolves or other pets on their own cemetery in Ironwood.

GODHOOD

Has a strong connection with fylgjur in Norse Mythology. She can perceive any spirit animals in every individual through their fylgjur they represent- even herself!

Since the fandom headcanon that Hel would excel in soul magic, even surpassing the most powerful Giants from her Jötnar heritage (and you know damn well she's going to help Sindri found the last fragment of Brok's soul to the afterlife as he deserved), Elpis can also communicate (emotionally and telepathically) with any souls from Gaints' marbles to plants (a "soul language" trait she inherited from her father, but in higher-level)! It's also how she was able to found Andvari whom Sindri had lost, much to Atreus' relief when Elpis asks if they can keep him; and now she keeps Andvari with her at all times whenever she travels alone!

And since the fandom also agreed that Hel can see and communicate with the dead, as well as summon Hel-Walkers, Elpis can also interact (and connect) with deceased animals (especially wolves) due to her parents’ affinity towards them.

Just overall soul/astral manipulation manifested from her godhood (and from what I've seen, everyone seems to agreed that Hel's god powers would likey have to do with death/decay character-wise in Norse Mythology, which I'm also inboard with it).

Because there are times where she caught a quick glimpses of a certain Greek Goddess just around the corner...

#Kratioed's Headcanons #Elpis Lokidottir #Norse Mythology #Hel #God of War #gow #gow Hel #God of War: Ragnarök #God of War: Ragnarok #God of War Ragnarök #God of War Ragnorak #gow Ragnarök #gow Ragnorak #headcanon

[shriggy-the-rat-king]

Loki and his daughter (OC), Asgardian and Jotunn version. He's teaching her magic 🥹

#artists on tumblr #mcu #loki mcu #loki tv #loki laufeyson #mcu movies #mcu shows #marvel shows #marvel movies #thor movies #original character #oc: gertrude lokidottir #i forgot to say her name last time #she's technically gertrude thordottir but shhhh #the thorki is just implied #thorki

[kiraxcute]

Amazing, I only bit the boy but his twin sister gained his powers as well

My OCs + Teen Wolf

Lucian Lokison and Lacey Lokidottir (Rasputin) + Lydia Martin for @swifteforeverandalways

#my aesthetic #my ocs #lucian lokison #lacey lokidottir #teen wolf au