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favennnnn · 4 months
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"The Mini Green Notebook"
-Project Loki AU
-Lorelei x Augustus
A bead of sweat formed in Lorelei's temple. She is panting like she has done a suspicious act. In every room, she's looking for her lost mini green notebook. Nervousness is rushing through her blood. Lorelei can't afford to lose it because the content of the front page is about the codes in her investigation, while the back page contains dark secrets that only she is allowed to read. A suggestion popped up in her mind. She decided to rest first on the long white bench to be calm and remember where she left it. She's concerned that if she is shivering while having a train of thought, she won't find it.
Augustus was busy fixing his activity sheets in his office when something caught his attention. A mini green notebook.
"A green apple notebook? I don't remember having this one. I only have black notebooks. Maybe this is from my assistant, and she accidentally left it."
Augustus put it on his table near his lampshade. He was about to leave his office, but something inside him wanted to stay. Augustus averted his gaze at the green apple notebook on the table. He returned to his working area and sat down on his swivel chair.
"But my assistant's mini-notebook is always blue. I don't think this is her possession."
In his curiosity, he opened the notebook. His mind went blank after seeing the first page. It's full of codes that he can't understand.
"What the heck is this? Is this from Moriarty? Moriarty knows that I'm not into codes as a means of secret communication. Is he playing with me?"
He threw the mini-notebook on the floor due to annoyance. He fixed his glasses and brushed up his hair. Augustus frowned at what he saw on the floor. The notebook that was thrown is currently in an open position, revealing the back page. It piqued his curiosity. He picked it up, and read it silently. "How to tie a necktie properly?" by Lorelei Rios. Augustus is wondering how Lorelei's notebook ended up in his office.
"Anyways, I'll read this. The title looks interesting."
Mixed emotions covered his face. It seems like he's reading a roller coaster story. He laughs like a psycho while reading, then after a few seconds he'll blush, then he'll react "What the f*ck?!" His eyes keep opening wide in disbelief.
He can't believe that Lorelei wrote them.
"I pulled his necktie towards me until our lips met."
"I initiated the tongue to tongue movement, and I circled my tongue inside his mouth."
"I pulled his hair hard."
"My nails remained deep at his back."
"He covered my globes with his huge hands."
Lorelei's eyes went wide. She suddenly remembered that she went yesterday night to Augustus' office to investigate. She thinks that she might accidentally drop it there. Adrenaline rush hit her to the point that she was running quickly toward his office and she didn't realize that she sat on a fresh paint bench, giving big white spots on her skirt and the back of her thighs.
Lorelei opened the door silently, but it was too late. She saw Augustus holding her green notebook, and he was focused on the back page. Augustus is reading the ending of the story, "This is your punishment for not eating my breakfast, Thoren."
Lorelei froze at her position like she couldn't move an inch. Augustus looks so drowned in the story that he doesn't even realize Lorelei is at his door.
"Gus, give it back to me." Lorelei walked slowly towards him.
"Oh, you're here, Lori. Didn't know that there's a wild version of you hiding in that innocent face." Augustus looks unbothered.
"You've read it all, didn't you?" Lorelei asked in a panicking way.
"Wait, what's with the white spots scattered on your inner thighs?" Making Augustus gulped.
"Geez, maybe it's from the white bench I've...wait, answer my question first! Did you read it?" Lorelei raised her voice.
"I would be lying if I said no." Gus stands up and teases Lorelei by raising his right hand and holding the notebook.
She kept on jumping, she couldn't get it from him because he was too tall.
Augustus changed the position of his hand, he put his hands on his back to confuse Lorelei, but Lorelei took it as a big opportunity since his hands weren't above anymore, she tried to get it at his back, but she didn't realize that she's on a hugging position with him. *awkward*
Lorelei felt a hard bulge on her stomach. "What's this feeling?" She whispered.
"I didn't know that you are this soft" Augustus replied while he was blushing.
Lorelei grabbed the notebook at his back and stepped away from Gus like she was disgusted.
"I've read it all. It's detailed." Augustus complimented.
"Really? Do I have a lot of grammatical errors?" Lorelei asked with pleading eyes.
Augustus laughed, "What? So you're not embarrassed about your story, but you're embarrassed because you might have wrong grammar?" He continued laughing.
Lorelei's cheeks turned red like tomatoes.
"Please, don't use it against me. Don't write an article about this. I don't want to ruin the QED's reputation." She pleaded.
Augustus walks towards her, making Lorelei walk backward until she's cornered at the wall. He put his two hands on the wall, making it look like he jailed Lorelei.
"I won't unless you'll agree to my conditions." He smirked at her.
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This is only a fan-fiction story.
Characters were from akosiibarra’s “Project Loki” on Wattpad.
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koingks · 1 year
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quick drawing of them bc i miss them sm
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rams-gallery · 1 year
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I'm never drawing Luthor again
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cyds-stuff · 10 months
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Randomly remembering Loki threw away his swivel chair because Luthor sat on it
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atenevaeh · 2 years
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Loki: How do you tell someone you like them without telling them you like them?
Lori: I don't know. Just compliment them?
Loki: Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?
Lori: Yeah, try that on them.
Loki: They're really dense though.
Lori: Maybe just tell them you like them, then.
Loki: I like you, Lorelei.
Lori: Yeah, exactly like that!
Loki:
Al, in the background: *slaps forehead*
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"I know what I want. I know what kind of god I need to be. For you. For all of us."
Loki S2E6: Glorious Purpose
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gros-chat-fait · 4 months
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If you play that scene in Ouroboros at 0.2x speed and zoom in really close. Anyway it was really sweet and made me laugh every time so here it is immortalized.
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katzirrart · 2 months
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>> Part One | Part Two <<
Have a silly bonus because it didn't fit the flow of the other post, but it keeps cracking me up. jndgkh
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mayhasopinions · 6 months
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they r special to me,, :(
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favennnnn · 4 months
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“The Only Glow-up that Matters”
Lorelei x Augustus AU
2021
"Totoo ba ang mga rumors about sayo?" Augustus asked curiously while making eye-to-eye contact with Lorelei.
"Why would I bother to explain it to you? Willing lang akong mag-explain sa mga taong importante sa buhay ko. Hindi ka naman importante." Lorelei confidently replied as she raised her right eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Ouch, that stings!” Augustus replied as he jokingly pointed to his heart like it was painful
Lorelei walked away like she was unbothered. Augustus watched her as she walked away until she reached their classroom.
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2023
"I won't recommend "Nancy Drew" book to you." Lorelei seriously stated.
"Why?" Augustus furrowed his eyebrows.
"I don't know how to explain this, pero parang may curse yung book. Kapag nirerecommend ko sa mga tao, may nangyayari, kumbaga false dichotomy.”
"Oh you mean, false cause?" He corrected her.
"Oh, sorry, oo nga pala false cause. So ayun nga, everytime na nirerecommend ko sa mga kaibigan ko yung librong iyon, nasisira yung friendship namin, dalawang beses na nangyari sakin. Kaya sorry, I don't want it to happen again, I can't afford to lose another important person in my life."
Augustus choked and spewed his drink at the window. Then,  he stared at Lorelei, while his cheeks turned red.
"Eh?" Augustus reacted in a funny tone.
"Eh"? Lorelei also replied as she realized her words.
He smirked, and teased Lorelei,
"So I'm an important person to you? And you can't afford to lose me? Did I hear it right?"
"You're hallucinating, Gus!" Lorelei  continued sipping her frappe, and can't even make an eye to eye contact with Augustus.
“The only glow up that matters” Augustus said.
“Huh?” Lorelei is puzzled as she hears those words. Augustus is smiling from ear to ear as he realizes that he is important to her.
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(Na-miss ko lang po si Augustus🤩)
This is only a fan-fiction story. Characters were from akosiibarra’s Project Loki on Wattpad.
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koingks · 2 years
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project loki as pics that i found on pinterest pt. 2
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minticai · 6 months
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Little celebratory drawing for the end of season 2!
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janus-cadet · 5 months
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Tarot Project - N°33
This is yet another tarot card- strangely, the first I drew for the MCU. Obviously, it was motivated by the ending of the last show I saw, which did not left me indifferent.
(it broke me and I'll never be the same again)
So here is Loki, burdened with glorious purposes, as The Magician.
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(If you haven't see the season yet and are avoiding spoilers, don't look for the explanation under the cut!)
For starters, the Magician is said to be the conduit that converts energy into matter. He represents worldly experience and knowledge ; he has seen it all, experience it all, and acts at the gateway between spiritual and material realms- just like would be a God trapped in the roots of Yggdrasil, all seeing, all creating. He is the root of the whole tarot- having access to the symbols of each suits : Wands, Swords, Cups, Pentacles. The Magician has unlimited potential, is manifestation at its best : who else to embody that, than the God of Stories, the most powerful being in the universe? Timely was right- truly a magician.
But that's not all. Let's start with the meaning of the card, upright.
As the master manifestor, the Magician brings you -you, person living in any timelines ever- the ressources and energy you need to make your own choice. He's giving you a chance. Like him, you might be facing changes, new ideas that challenge who you were: it's now time to act on them. The skills (maybe time magic ?) and knowledges (perhaps your brand new sciency PhD) you have gathered along your life path have led you where you are now. You must have a clear vision of the goal you are trying to achieve. It is not enough to be motivated by ego, money, status or fame, by a throne. When you are clear about your "what", your "why"... your "who"... you will be able to take actions. You are powerful, you are a creative being: you can reach, now, your highest potential. Focus on the ONE thing that will truly motivate you. Be active. Be a tree.
Reversed, the card can indicate that are still uncertain. You know that you have to take action, but are uncertain of the course it must take. You are afraid of what you might loose, what path you need to choose; be patient, be attentive- the solution will manifest itself in time, when you'll be ready to accept it. If you are already acting on your goal, the Magician Reversed can be a sign that you are struggling to see progress and success (perhaps because of some annoying Avengers who refuse to accept your perfectly reasonnable demands ; perhaps you can't make yourself kill that one person to save the rest.) Maybe you are not clear on your desired outcome; maybe your effort are misdirected, unfocused. You may be lacking conviction. Perhaps the goal you're going after is not the one you actually need, or even want. Are you sure you want that throne ? Are you aware of the price coming with any glorious purpose ?
At its worst, the Magician Reversed signifies manipulation and trickery. You may be masterful at manifesting, but you are lost, and you may only do it for personal gain and at the expense of others. Does it feels off? Maybe. It might means you were made to work for the highest good, before you find yourself lost. Remember your "why", remember your "who". You have many skills, talents, capabilities, but your real potential is not being maximized. You have to ask yourself- what needs to change for you to reach your full potential? What do you crave the most? You can't lie to yourself: you have to be honest, as painful as it might be. You have to be ready to do what it takes to reach your most important goal.
If, in the end, it matters most to see your friends having a shot at life, at happiness, than it matters to not be alone- then, you know what you have to do.
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With that, I conclude my explanation. Only one more card, and I'll be done with the Major Arcana!
(Just like Marvel is done with Loki a h)
I hope you liked it. You, yes, you who is still reading! Thank you for that.
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atenevaeh · 2 years
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Drunk Jamie sits beside Alistair
Jamie: Hey sorry quick question, Are you looking for a wife?
Al: What?
Jamie: Are you looking for a wife?
Al: What do you mean?
Jamie: Like just like a wife, like get married
Al: Yes, like eventually
Jamie: Like today?
Al: Why?
Jamie: Not today?
Al: No
Jamie: How about tomorrow?
Al: *chuckles* I'll marry you but not today or tomorrow we'll get there soon okay?
Jamie: *blushed*
Al: I'll take you home first, you're drunk
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radley-writes · 29 days
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[the two 'cover' images were generated with AI then edited by myself; the others were free from Unsplash or Canva. IDs in alt text.]
Introducing...
LIESMYTH
a project from B. L. Radley
Crumbling kingdoms. Hungering gods. One woman who will end the worlds.
Loki, Norse god of fire and mischief, will be tortured until the end of time. And he shall deserve every minute.
At least, that’s how the story goes.
Behind every great man is a great woman, and behind every genderfluid trickster-god is a spouse who darns his socks, plots his victories, and keeps his secrets, as well as her own. After a thousand years of agony, Loki looks to the woman who kneels by his side – his jailer, his torturer, his wife – and asks for a different story. Hers.
Down with the gods.
So swore Sigyn, a young mortal woman, after watching her father die at godly hands. A millennia later, she has joined the same pantheon she once despised. Now, as Ragnarok approaches – the end of all Nine Worlds – Sigyn narrates the tale of the Norse Gods’ fall, and her own.
(Let me know if you wanna be on the tag list! I will, um, actually try to keep a record this time. Prommy.)
Meet Sigyn (she/her)
Human. Powerless. Weak. At least, that's what everyone tells her - and what she would have the Gods believe. Conning her way into the heart of the Gods' court, a young Sigyn must navigate the treacherous thorns of Aesir politics if she wants to live long enough to avenge her father's murder and allow his vengeful draug to find peace. Fearing to love and lose again, as she lost her father, she shuns connections or intimacy, honing herself into a weapon of vengeance against the strongest men in all the worlds.
Meet Loki (any/all)
Ancient and unknowable, yet frightfully immature, Loki plays many roles: the Gods' jester, their monstrous pet, their simultaneous saboteur and saviour. He (or she, or they) is the most unpredictable thing about the Aesir's deadly courts. That makes him dangerous. Sigyn should avoid him, especially as a fragmented prophecy warns that their fates are intertwined. But as that prophecy unfurls into a plot to destroy the Gods and the Nine Worlds they inhabit, with Loki at its heart, Sigyn must venture close enough to the Liesmith to risk being burnt.
Quote: I was neither tall nor beautiful. I lacked the soulful eyes and luscious figure of a Vanir, or a Ljósálf’s slender limbs and sugar-spun features. My mousy-brown hair was my thinnest attribute, and I wore it in a sensible bun, which, by dint of its roundness, rather resembled the rest of me. But of all my many unremarkable qualities, most mundane by far was my face. With its weak jaw and beaky nose, a kind skald might call it ‘homely’, a crueller one, ‘huckery’. Yet all would agree on one thing: Sigyn Narisdottir was utterly forgettable. Who would see me in Queen Freyja’s shadow? Having conned my way into her service, it would be easy to journey to Ásgarð in her company. Then I would find the god who slew my father, and have my revenge.
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