#ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT LOKIS FINAL COSTUME

[jocelynmakenna]

I'm. I'm fucking broken. I just watched the Loki finale. Loki's journey from the first episode to now. His glorious purpose, to be the king of the gods. He went from being power hungry to just wanting to protect his friends to understanding what a wonderful glorious burden his true role is. To protect everyone and everything. What a character arc. What a show.

And I'm gonna be so fucking mad when the next project fuckiNG RUINS IT GOD DAMN

[humandisastertonystark]

So...let me get this straight again once and for all because I can't believe this isn't just a very, very bad fever dream.

After horribly killing him off in Infinity War, they decide to bring him back as a complete caricature of himself, basically making him an incompetent bumbling fool, to let their insufferable Mary Sue shine who shits all over him with the rest of the other characters for a whole damn season and then they reward him, after all this unnecessary additional torment, with the responsibility to fix the mess caused by Mary Sue, holding the timelines together for all eternity, doomed to be alone forever...something they also made him say he is the most scared of, multiple times.

How very fucking lovely

I can't believe I'm actually saying this but I wish he would've just stayed dead after IW

Also I hope everyone responsible for this, steps on Legos multiple times a day for the rest of their lifes

[percheduphere]

So...Thoughts on the whole people thinking Sylvie is Aro-Ace? I can kinda see her being Aromantic, but with her mentioning she's more "hedonistic" than Loki and silently hinting that she's Bi too, can't really see her as Asexual. But what do you think?

LET'S TALK ABOUT SYLVIE'S SEXUALITY, HER RELATIONSHIPS WITH LOKI AND MOBIUS, & HER CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE SERIES NARRATIVE

Before I answer this, I think it's important to acknowledge that fictional characters exist for people's comfort and pleasure. I write original fiction, and I would hope that most artists believe in the right of the audience to interpret character to meet their personal needs. To me, canon is a sandbox. Everyone should play with it as they please and not hate on each other. There are more important things in life to worry about. Therefore, if Sylvie reads as Aro-Ace to you and that reading brings you joy, then she is.

This question inherently requires the need to talk about Sylki in this post. I predominantly analyze Lokius, so please, no hate! My number one rule is never yucking someone's yum. Furthermore, Sylvie plays a critical role in Loki's development and the philosophical thrust of the series, of which Mobius also contributes to as the other half of Loki's character arc equation (selflessness and sparing life [Mobius] + free will and revolution [Sylvie]). It would be biased and disingenuous to not acknowledge her contributions to the overarching narrative.

ARO-ACE INTERPRETATION

All right, your question! I can definitely can see Sylvie as being aro-ace. That's a legitimate interpretation based on how she responds to Loki's flirtation and romantic advances. It is also possible that she's an aromantic bisexual. This second possibility is more likely based on the text the audience is given.

THE CANON TEXT

Having said that, I think you're curious about what the source material is trying to say about Sylvie's character and how that influences her sexuality. I believe it's important to remember that external behavior doesn't dictate how someone defines themselves. Closeting and disengagement from intimacy because of trauma are prime examples of this.

The train scene in S1E4 reads as earnest. Loki and Sylvie are both very lonely characters. In this moment, both are trying to connect with someone who finally understands them because they are the same. It's actually a lovely nod to the queer experience.

The dialogue, lighting, and costuming (blue, purple, pink) in this scene communicates they are both queer, specifically bisexual. The lighting and costuming combining to represent the bisexual pride flag is an example of queer subtext in film. The dialogue, while direct, is also written in such a way that it avoids explicitly stating "men and women." Sylvie later comments that the brief flings she indulges in during apocalypses helped her "keep going". She even specifies that apocalypses make people desperate. This suggests that Sylvie likely didn't need to do much wooing or charming like Loki would to obtain a sexual partner. Finally, the way Tom and Sophie play this scene is vulnerable. I therefore believe we can take this on-screen admission at face value.

So the question becomes, why does Sylvie respond to Loki's flirtations the way she does?

SYLVIE'S BACKGROUND

Sylvie was orphaned and forced to run all her life from a very young age. Her backstory is deeply tragic. To live in such a way means that she never had the opportunity to experience adolescence.

NOTE: This is honestly my favorite gif of Sylvie. She's so sweet and cute when she's happy. I can't get over the 5 stars on her employee badge. "Sylvie, can you refill the straws?" "Already did it!" The sweetheart.

Sylvie working at McDonald's accomplishes two things: it allows Disney to fulfill their advertising sponsorship agreement for the fast-food franchise, and it subtly alludes to Sylvie's need to live the adolescence she didn't get to. The TVA forced her into arrested development. She never had the chance to make friends and safely socialize on her own terms. The centuries of trauma have made trust, let alone romance, completely foreign to her.

Which is why, when Loki and Sylvie have romantic scenes, she is often awkward or, if not unreceptive, wary. Her previous flings, as she agrees with Loki, were "never real". Physical intimacy without emotional intimacy is a familiar dynamic for both characters. Their relationship with one another is their first experience of emotional intimacy (or at least attempt at it) outside of their families. The pursuit of this emotional intimacy feels safe to them because they are the same entity and thus they know each other's base nature (versus nurture!) to some degree.

The difference between them is that Sylvie has not experienced social rejection in the way Loki has (nurture!). She recognizes the wrongness with which the TVA has treated her. She knows the absolute atrocities the TVA has committed. She is determined to destroy them to free herself and all timelines. Sylvie is consequently more self-assured, more confident in what she wants and believes in, than Loki. In S2, Sylvie's clarity on desire is what allows her to help Loki articulate what he wants: his friends back, most especially Mobius.

In S1E1, Loki, still posturing before Mobius, describes himself as a "liberator". At this point in the story, we know that isn't true, but it will become true by the finale. This line of dialogue foreshadows Loki's trajectory as well as Sylvie's revealed motivation in S1E4: to liberate.

THE NEXUS EVENT

There are a variety of ways for viewers to interpret what exactly the Nexus Event was. The canon, within the text of Mobius's dialogue and verbal confirmation from the creators, is that Loki and Sylvie fell in love. Now, I'm not going to spend time arguing over other interpretations here, but I will say that regardless of whatever pairing or OT3 a viewer ships, the Nexus Event was ALSO definitively this: two Lokis in the same place, at the same time, not feeling lonely together.

And Sylvie, who had confessed to Loki she has no friends and has never really experienced joy, answers Renslayer with the number of positive memories she has:

Sylvie doesn't state it outright, but the subtext is clear that her one positive memory was her time with Loki on Lamentis. Indeed, moments later, Sylvie prunes herself in an effort to find and rescue him.

SYLVIE & MOBIUS

But being the harshly pragmatic individual she is, upon arrival and encountering Alioth, Sylvie assumes Loki didn't make it. I don't think Sylvie means what she says in a cruel way. I think she believes this because she is accustomed to disappointment and accordingly guards herself with cynicism. Sylvie's traumas, her difficulty with trust, her inexperience with intimate relationships, and her cynicism all combine to create an individual who may appear aro-ace when that may not necessarily be the case. Please note, however, that Sylvie being aro-ace or aro-bisexual may still be a possibility. My analysis here is based on what the text and subtext seem to be telling us about her character.

Notably, it is Mobius who is more optimistic about Loki's survival, wondering if Sylvie truly believes that Loki is dead.

This moment is brief, but it is significant because Mobius's optimism implies that not only does he believe in Loki, he also wants Loki to be alive. Sylvie is intelligent. She can read between the lines. We can also assume an off-screen conversation took place between them that confirmed for Sylvie Mobius's genuine care for Loki. When Sylvie informs Loki of this fact, I believe we get this:

Mobius was conservative in how Loki might interpret their relationship, extending a handshake before their goodbyes. Loki, on the heels of his conversation with Sylvie, chooses to hug him instead. The result: Mobius is delighted!

I've long pondered on why Mobius would say, "You're my favorite" to Sylvie. I believe this is why: she helped along their friendship and opened the gates for physical affection between them. This demonstrates that Sylvie cares enough for Loki to ensure he is secure in his bond with Mobius. It likely helped that Mobius did not deny the TVA's evil when she pointed it out to him, and that he did not hesitate to apologize to her for it.

Ironically, it is Mobius's optimism, especially in the potential of broken things to become something better (whether it is Loki himself or the TVA), that creates the fraught philosophical divide between Sylvie and Mobius (and Loki) with regards to the TVA in S2.

THE S1 FINALE

The S2 finale is where the narrative between Loki and Sylvie turns, and the plot pivots to the deepening relationship between Loki and Mobius. Triggering this event is Loki's desire to slow down and think about the consequences of killing HWR in the Citadel at The End of Time.

This may seem out-of-character at first glance. S1E1-E4 have demonstrated that Loki's decision making is sometimes chaotic by virtue of impulse. What was the last impulsive decision he made with heavy consequences?

He ran off after Sylvie. A good decision ultimately, as Loki learns the truth about the TVA through Sylvie, but only by luck. This decision very nearly cost Loki a friendship, one he didn't even realize he had until Mobius called him a "bad friend."

Despite the fallout, Mobius recovers relatively quickly once he confirms Loki's claims and views Ravonna's recording of C-20. He reestablishes trust with Loki as soon as possible to help Loki be with the one he loves. Why? Because Mobius is ultimately selfless and wants Loki's happiness regardless of his own feelings of jealousy.

Which circles us back to the theme of trust and Sylvie's challenges with it.

Loki and Sylvie's relationship falls apart not because of lack of mutual interest, but because Sylvie loses trust in Loki and with good reason: HWR (and thus the TVA) is the cause of all her suffering.

It is not Sylvie's fault she is this way. She hasn't had enough time to develop meaningful relationships, and the one relationship that was meaningful to her (Loki's) became, in her eyes, a profound betrayal. This experience only adds to the other traumas Sylvie carries with her, making encounters with Loki in S2 emotionally difficult if not triggering.

The relationships of Loki & Sylvie and Loki & Mobius are intentionally set side-by-side for 3 critical reasons:

1.) To demonstrate Loki's growth by developing trust and thus emotional intimacy with others.

2.) To create the Plot B emotional source of conflict in S2.

3.) To set-up Mobius and Sylvie's individual beliefs and values (selflessness and sparing life [Mobius] + free will and revolution [Sylvie]), which Loki combines into his own system of beliefs and values. This combination gives Loki the strength and wisdom to ascend the throne and become the God of Stories (and Time).

THE S2 FINALE

Loki comes to his final decision after speaking with the two halves of his character arc equation. Loki first seeks out Mobius, who shares with him the distinction between himself and Ravonna. Now, this is brainwashed Mobius. Brainwashed Mobius believed Ravonna could do the impossible while he couldn't. But Loki knows Ravonna's corruption.

Beneath Mobius's wisdom that "most purpose is more burden than glory" is also Mobius's heart: he could not prune children and that instinct was the right decision. His "failure" was not a failure of duty but rather his humanity succeeding despite the brainwashing. It's this same intrinsic compassion that drove Mobius to convince Ravonna to spare Loki. Loki articulates this to Don as such. He therefore takes the message of selflessness and sparing life from Mobius to Sylvie.

Sylvie, in turn, challenges Loki, stating they should have the freedom and right to fight whatever comes on their own terms.

She also stresses that it is all right to destroy things. Upon hearing this, Loki comes to the conclusion that what is destroyed must be replaced with something better. What needs to be destroyed? Not the TVA and the people in it (not Mobius, Verity, OB, and Casey), but the Loom.

Loki sacrificed himself (selflessness + sparing life [Mobius]) in order to save all timelines (free will + revolution [Sylvie]). Loki sparing Sylvie's life is a direct consequence of Mobius having fought to spare his.

Through this sacrifice, Loki gifts Sylvie the chance to get the type of positive experiences she wants and needs, which includes future romance, if she so chooses. That is canon and is a genuinely romantic gesture regardless of anyone's interpretation of mutual reciprocation or lack thereof.

It is also canon that Loki loves Mobius and Mobius loves Loki. Their actions for one another across both seasons demonstrate this to be true. Is it also romantic? Absolutely. Is it sexual? On screen, no, and it doesn't have to be. Romance does not require sex, let alone physical contact, to exist.

Loki loves them both.

[cleabellanov]

💙 hi and welcome to my ted talk about the latest episodes of what if, please read through (3) 💙

First of all. Why is season 2 so...happy?

I'm not complaining. Marvel has enough sad stories for a lifetime, but I found that, instead of exploring demises, we're now seeing victories. Old villains find their insight and become heroes (Hela, Nebula, Gamora) and lives are influenced for the better, earlier on (Peter Quill, Bucky, Hope).

It might be nothing.

But I think it's something.

You know what season 2 of what if comes right after? Season 2 of Loki. And, as you'll see at the end of this post, their colors are making themselves known.

Could it be that, from his throne, Loki got sick of watching sad stories and seeing worlds die? There is a chance, I don't know how plausible, but there is, that he's influencing all that we saw this season. A little hope here, a little time there, and, using their free will, everyone gets a second chance.

That, or Uatu felt bad for us and wanted to gift us in honor of New Year being in 1-2 days. Do tell me if you have additions on that.

If I had to bet on something, it would be the overall fan reaction to the opening scene. I screamed, yes. Did they expect us to see Loki's name there in the subtitles and be totally chill about it?

"To be or not to be, that is the question"

I can totally see Tom having this idea for the opening scene: just Loki reciting Hamlet, and altough to his brother's bordedom, acting from Shakespeare. And it was the best idea he could have.

It's a missable detail, but Thor mentions Mjölnir! And you know how? As a gift...for Loki!

He responds to that with "I...have misplaced it" which is, yeah, typical, but how do you just lose Mjölnir, Loki? The idea, however, is that he'd be able to lift it, which I would have loooved to see on screen. But this was fun to have too.

And the response to Captain Carter's "You're a bigger drama queen than your brother" (talking to Thor)?? 😭

"Blessed"

Can we also point out how insane it is that after just being stripped from her home in an unknown world, Peggy still wanted to help?

She not only has a hero's soul, she is that brave as to turn down The Watcher's warnings and offers to take her back safe. And remember, not everyone can hear Uatu as he narrates. But she can, sometimes.

"What if, what if, what if. I have to try."

"Not on my watch"

This ambition of hers, is, of course, given by her humanity too. But that's not only a bad thing. The Watcher's all knowing, his experience of seeing worlds die everyday, has made him unsensible (from our point of view). That's not the case for Peggy.

Amidst all her adventures, however, perhaps she's also searching to avenge the love she lost, searching for her happy ending. In the movie Endgame, I have to admit she felt optional, like Steve wasn't meant to be there with her. But not now.

I wish The Watcher told her she has a happy ending somewhere.

I don't know about you, but this episode...is my favourite ever from the series. It used to be the Strange Supreme one, but that's on the second place of the podium now.

We got to see queen Hela, drama prince/ actor Loki, king Thor. Bucky, NOT the Winter Soldier, and Steve, finally on the same page! Scarlet Witch!! Using her powers for good, not corrupted. All of them in cool costumes too. If things like these were on live action, I'd lose my f- mind, if I haven't already. :))

And now the green. The "rifts" that are tearing this world apart are very familiar in color.

And this is not the only thing that's turning green, when it used to be multi-colored. The prism, too, the one from which The Watcher watches and narrates. And I'm not talking about the Time Stone. I'm talking about the tree of life, and how it might actually have a serious impact over everything. I mean, does Uatu know anything? And what was that decorated Yggradsil in the trailer, before the holidays?

Nevertheless, I think it's related in some way, and if it's not, don't blame me. I really like green.

That being said, thanks for reading <3

[ezralovrr]

Quick little ramble about Sylvie’s season 2 appearance

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I find it interesting how Sylvie’s outfits in season 2 reflected her character. Keep in mind, this is my personal interpretation of her costuming and will therefore include personal thoughts on her character in season 2 overall.

In the post credits scene of episode 1, we see Sylvie all ragged and brushing off her injuries after the whole HWR situation, complete with messy hair and an eyebrow injury. Despite her appearance standing out quite well in an 1980’s McDonald’s, Sylvie is ready to try everything; new food, new opportunities, a new life.

Episode 2, we see her in the standard 80’s McD’s uniform, looking happier than ever (complete with an amazing new hairstyle). But it’s not until she has her jacket on and after she finds out what Dox is doing does she shed the “skin” of her new life, akin to a snake. Underneath the uniform, she’s still wearing her outfit from season 1, just polished up. It serves as a reminder to Sylvie that at the end of the day, even if she changes her name, she’s still a Loki variant. She’s inevitably gonna have people come after her due to what she has done. In a way, her jacket is like the cloak she lost on Lamentis-1.

Episode 5 is when she changes appearance again when we see her get sent back to her timeline. Her top from season 1 is gone, replaced with a grey shirt. She’s no longer attached to the “Loki variant” name the TVA branded her with. She’s now Sylvie who works at McD’s, and is a regular at a bar and relatively quiet record shop. (This grey shirt can also be used to represent her as a “gray character”; yes, she killed HWR and doomed everyone, but she did it for a cause, a mission she intended to complete from the start to ensure variants like her wouldn’t lose their lives and homes as well.)

And this is carried on to her in the final scene of the show; she’s not wearing the season 1 top when talking with Mobius, she’s keeping the gray shirt. She’s finally free from her life as a Loki variant, and is now her own person free to wander the multiverse.

But hey. That’s just a theory. A fashion theory.

[therese-lokidottir]

I know I've definitely thought of this before. But it's really like looking at a well-done figurine of something and then looking at a hideous bootleg of that thing.

I could gush all day long about how great Michelle Pfeiffer is as Catwoman. I will just watch this scene and the scene where she first breaks down and sews the Catwoman costume. I love how Pfeiffer can go from quiet and quirky to being deadly and sexy and it seems completely in character. I love the symbolism in Catwoman's costume falling apart the more Selina falls apart. That is a character that is unhinged and tragic.

What works about the character and the romance is that fact the film does take time to show Selina and Bruce talking, getting along and going on dates. This version of Bruce Wayne is this kind of eccentric but closed off person and you do see him falling for this other off beat person and understand they really are birds of a feather. The whole thing is throughout the whole courtship it's clear Selina really does wish she could have this. She looks in the mirror and ask herself what are you doing Selina. Why can't she stop and just be happy with Bruce. Again, at the party when she just completely breaks down in front of Bruce and they figure out each other identities. Does this mean we have to start fighting? She doesn't want to hurt Bruce but it has been set up multiple times now that she is on this path and she can't stop herself. That's what makes that climax so effective because we see Selina as a normal person and the hints of the happiness that she could have.

The finale of Loki really doesn't work because not only because the romance is bad but because Sylvie is such an empty character. She is nothing but revenge she has no idea what do with her life after words. No plans, no desires and no wants. Also, Sylvie doesn't understand Loki at all. Not only in the climax does she accuse him of wanting a throne but in the suppose romantic cuddling under the blanket scene. Oh, maybe there's universe you can rule and Loki basically rolls his eyes at the suggestion. He has long sense stopped caring about that. By the end Sylvie rejects empathy and the idea the idea Loki is trying to the right thing. Sylvie, like everyone else, places Loki in the role of the villain.

Selina isn't rejecting Bruce because she thinks her revenge is more important. She rejects him because she feels she's too broken to have a happy ending with him. Her reason parallel Loki's in 2011 and The Avengers. The "I've gone too far to stop."

Look at Selina at the end, her hair is a mess, her clothes are in shreds and her makeup is running while she is screaming and laughing mad. Sylvie still has her perfect curls, she doesn't have a spec of dirt in her and she has the exact same pouty expression she had the entire series. The actress can't even manage a tear.

So anyway, like everything LOKI2021 copies and steals from it complete misses the point and does a terrible job of recreating it

I realized something today and forgive me if someone already has.

Episode 6 of the first season of Loki is directly ripped off this scene from Batman Returns.

Think about it. Blonde woman crazed with grief and anger, wanting nothing more than her revenge, while a brunette man tries to talk her down. She ultimately ignores his pleas and kills the big bad anyway.

There are differences of course. Selena isn’t risking trillions of lives across the multiverse by ignoring Bruce and killing Max. She also doesn’t try to kill Bruce for the crime of questioning her.

God, even Michelle’s hair is the same as Mary Sue Loki’s.

Just something that occurred to me.

[watchmegetobsessed]

BLACK&WHITE (part 5)

A/N: i didn't even plan to line up the halloween themed part to happen this weekend lol but it worked out nicely! we are already on part 5, wow, i think the story might end with part 7, im not sure tho bc i just started writing that, we'll see! can't wait to read your thoughts on this part tho!

PAIRING: long hair college!Harry X Mitch’s little sister!Reader

WORD COUNT: 4.6k

SERIES MASTERLIST

“I’m not entirely sure I can pull this outfit off,” you call out from Ruth’s bathroom as you’re putting on your costume. It’s October 31st, Halloween, aka the perfect occasion for college students to get drunk dressed in silly or sexy costumes. Delta Psi is throwing a crazy horror night party just like every year, Mitch has told you a lot about these parties and this year you’re finally attending it.

Sarah is picking the three of you up, driving you to the house so you decided to get ready together at Ruth’s tiny apartment, but it’s still better than in the dorm where you have to share the bathroom with at least fifteen other people. Bonnie helped you put your costume together, you’re going as Cruella De Vil, or like a sexy version of her. Your hair has been temporarily died to half black and half white and now you’re in the bathroom, changing into your costume for the first time. You haven’t really had the chance to put it on all together, so this is the big reveal.

“Just come out already! We want to see you!” Bonnie shouts back to you just when you finish changing.

“Okay, ready?” you sigh in excitement.

“Yes! Woo!” they cheer together and throwing the door open you walk out, your two friends gasping at the sight of you.

You really did take it to the sexy direction with the costume. The black top is basically a corset, pushing up your boobs just right. You paired it with a leather mini skirt and a pair of thigh-high red boots and a red faux fur coat Ruth lent you. You didn’t dare to question why she owns clothes like these, just accepted that you didn’t have to spend money on them. You actually feel hot in your outfit, definitely gonna earn some curious stares at the party.

“That’s what I’m talking about! You look amazing!” Bonnie nods at you grinning and you just strike a pose blushing slightly.

They change into their costumes as well, Bonnie dresses as Sabrina only that her dress is a lot shorter than the original character’s, and Ruth is coming as Pitbull. Yeah, she definitely took it to the funnier side with her bald cap and oversized black suit, but you think it’s hilarious.

You finish getting ready just in time, Sarah texts you that she is downstairs so you all head down.

“Wow! What a trio!” she cheers when you get into the car. She is rocking her Wanda costume, this year her and Mitch are going for the Marvel vibe, your brother will be dressed as Loki since he didn’t want to paint his whole head to be Vision.

“Thanks, you look great too!” you smile at her.

“You look extra spicy, Y/N. Gonna have guys all over you,” she chuckles, starting the car. You don’t comment on that, just bite into your bottom lip buckling yourself up.

The closer you’re getting to the frat house, the more anxious you’re growing. You’re not entirely sure how tonight will turn out and you’re afraid something might go wrong, but you’re trying not to jinx it.

The house is already packed by the time you arrive. Everywhere you look you see movie characters, iconic people from history or just lazy costumes like the guy who has a shirt on with the word ‘costume’ written on it. Bonnie takes your hand as the three of you walk further into the house, Sarah already disappearing in the crowd. You head to the kitchen to grab a drink, saying hi to the few people you know on the way.

This past month you’ve finally made a few more friends, thanks to becoming good friends with Bonnie and Ruth. They’ve been dragging you along with them to different social events and you also built up the courage to befriend a few people from your classes to at least have someone to ask for notes for when you miss class. You don’t feel like an outsider anymore and actually have friends you can make plans with.

As expected, you’ve noticed quite a few boys mistaking your boobs to your face. Your costume is definitely approved by the other students and you feel confident in it, enjoying the attention you’re getting.

“Jesus, you’re basically naked, Y/N,” Mitch snaps at you when he shows up, joining your little circle. His hair is styled completely like Loki’s and he bought a cheap Loki costume off of Amazon probably, looking like the Wish version of the god of mischief. Luckily, he wasn’t loud enough with his comment for others to hear him, only you.

“Would you chill? I’m definitely wearing more clothes than those girls,” you tell him, nodding towards three girls dressed as sexy nurses, but they are basically in red lingerie with white coats over it, but completely unbuttoned, of course. Mitch grimaces seeing them before turning back to you.

“Just… don’t take the coat off,” he mumbles under his breath, but you just chuckle shaking your head as you take a sip from your drink. “I gotta go, have to check up on Harry if he is still whining about his costume.”

He pats your shoulder before walking off, not even noticing how you just froze over the mentioning of Harry. You look around, searching for his face you know all too well, but see no trace of him, though you expect to run into him at some point tonight, since it’s their house and Harry is popular among these people, the boys won’t let him sit in his room like that night you met him for the first time at the beginning of the semester. So much has happened since then…

“Holy shit, Y/N!” Dominick gasps upon seeing you, his eyes shamelessly wandering up and down your body when he sees you. He’s never failed to flirt with you whenever you ran into each other since you’ve been introduced to him that night you took Bonnie and Ruth with you to a frat party with you. It’s flattering, how he always tries to chat you up, but it’s always the same. He flirts with you, you smile and nod and he gives up for the time being, picking up some sorority girl, trying again next time he sees you.

Seems like tonight is no different.

“And what are you supposed to be?” you ask him, trying to figure out his costume with not much luck. He is wearing a simple white shirt with black pants and a pair of fake glasses.

“Oh, I’m Superman,” he grins, opening the shirt on his chest, revealing a Superman shirt underneath.

“Mhm, creative,” you huff and with that you’re already over talking to him.

Unfortunately he thinks otherwise. Seems like Dominick chose tonight to get on your nerves more than he usually does. He keeps circling around you, always somewhere near you, his attempts to chat you up failing terribly, especially since you have to keep reminding him not to stare at your boobs when he is talking to you.

“You can’t expect me not to look at them,” he just chuckles, as if it was such a good joke, but you’re starting to lose patience.

“At least try, Dominick,” you grimaced at him, but he didn’t take the hint that you want nothing to do with him anymore. As you make your way upstairs to find a bathroom, he comes right after you.

“So when are you going out with me, huh?” he smirks at you confidently, but his charm doesn’t work on you.

“How about never?” you scoff.

“Come on, you wouldn’t regret it!” He grabs your hand and stops you from walking away, making you turn to face him, but you’re not a fan of getting his hands on you. Yanking yourself out of his hold you shoot him a hard glare.

“Knock it off, will you?”

“Don’t be like this, I just—“

“You heard her, Dominick. Go and find one of your booty calls and leave her alone.”

Hearing the all too familiar voice you freeze, but don’t look behind, already knowing who’s standing there. You can feel the heat of his body, so he must be very close to you as he stares at Dominick. He doesn’t look flirty and playful anymore. His jaw clenches as he lets out a huff, but doesn’t reply, just turns around and walks away.

Slowly, you turn to face Harry and you can’t help a little smile when you see that he is dressed as Waldo in a red and white striped shirt and red beanie. His reaction to your costume on the other hand is not as delightful as yours. You catch his eyes wander down the length of your body, the heat rising inside you the longer he is just standing there, staring at you.

Then he lifts his head, looks around as if he is checking if anyone is paying attention to the two of you and when he sees that the air is clear, he grabs your hand and simply pulls you into his room, shutting the door closed, hiding you from all the curious stares out there. You’re breathing heavily as you stand in the middle of his room while he is still at the door, not a single word has been spoken between the two of you. His gaze runs down your body again, the corset and miniskirt clearly catching his attention. His eyes return to yours and your breath gets caught in your throat. The next thing you know is that he leaps through the room and kisses you so hard, the air gets knocked out of your lungs as your body smashes against his.

You kiss him back with just as much vigor, pulling his beanie off, throwing it to the side so you can lace your fingers through his hair, tugging it just as much as he likes while his arms wrap around you so tight you’re having trouble breathing, but you’re praying he won’t let go of you.

“You really had the nerve to come here in this outfit, huh?” he mumbles against your mouth, tugging the red fur coat off of you, exposing your risqué outfit you’re wearing underneath.

“You have any complaints about it?” you challenge, a moan slipping through your lips when he kisses down your throat, heading to the swell of your breasts.

“Just one,” he mumbles against your heated skin. “I don’t like it when other guys are ogling my girlfriend.”

Yup, girlfriend. That’s right. You still can’t push your smirk down hearing it from him even though you’ve been holding the title for about a month now.

The turning point was that night when you called him out for ruining your date sneakily. He admitted to having feelings for you, you kissed him and then he made you ride his thigh in an alley way until you came. Then he took a total one hundred eighty, wanted to pretend like it didn’t happen right until you told him, no, begged him not to push you away. You really thought he wouldn’t listen but then... some kind of miracle happened.

He gave it a chance. Gave you a chance and you’ve been on cloud nine since then. Well, kind of. Because being with Harry came with a few challenges, the biggest one is that you basically can’t be seen together.

After the heat of the moment in the car and once you stopped making out like the world was about to end, you realized there was a lot to discuss and you both agreed that it’s better to keep it a secret for a while. At least until you figure out how to tell Mitch without giving him a heart-attack.

“So you don’t approve of my costume?” you question him, arching an eyebrow playfully as he kisses up your throat to meet your lips again.

“I do. You look gorgeous. I just wish I could show everyone that you’re mine,” he hums against your lips, kissing you a little slower this time, his fingers dancing along your sides. Cupping his face in your hands you pout at him, knowing the feeling well. Harry is not the only jealous one in this relationship, even though you trust him fully, it still does not mean that girls won’t try to get into his pants shamelessly. You’ve seen quite a few girls flirting with him when you were around and you couldn’t walk up to him and kiss him, showing everyone that he belongs to you.

His kiss grows hungrier and you fist his shirt at his chest, pulling him close to you, wanting nothing else than to take it a few steps further, but you both know this is not the time and place for that. In fact, it never is. Being in a secret relationship is definitely harder than you thought, especially since Harry lives with your brother and a bunch of other guys and you share a room with Bonnie. There’s basically no privacy for you, so you’ve been forced to put your desires aside, though it’s getting hard… along with something else in Harry’s pants every time you get handsy.

Slowly but surely he stops himself, not letting this get out of hands and way too hard to contain yourselves. You whine a little when he pulls back, but you know it’s for the best. You will not be the couple who gets caught having sex in the middle of a party.

“Please say the corset is yours and you’ll put it on for me when we can be alone finally?”

Chuckling you brush his hair out of his forehead before pecking his lips softly, his hands slipping down to your butt, giving it a playful squeeze. Harry loves physical touch, that you’ve learned already, so it’s kind of a torture for him that he can’t get his hands on you whenever he wants. But when you have a few minutes for yourselves, he makes sure to make up for all the time he had to miss out on.

“It’s mine,” you grin at him, biting into your bottom lip. “I hope I won’t forget to have it with me. God knows when our time will finally come,” you sigh with a pout.

“Actually, there was something I wanted to ask you about.” God, that boyish smirk! You just want to kiss him stupid all the time.

“Alright, what is it?”

“What are you doing next weekend?”

“Other than studying? Probably not much,” you chuckle. “Why?”

“I was thinking that we could go on a little trip. Just the two of us. My uncle has a cabin not far up in the woods, it’s pretty secluded, no chance we would run into anyone we know. We could go on a hike, make a campfire, anything you want.”

The idea to spend a weekend away from everything and everyone sounds like heaven. You’re kind of done with the hiding, the secret rendezvous, having to drive across town if you wanted to have a dinner date without worrying that you’ll get caught.

“That’s… I would love that,” you breathe out, pulling him down to kiss you sweetly.

“Okay, then it’s settled?” he grins against your lips.

“Yeah. I just have to make up a lie where I’m spending the weekend,” you chuckle.

“We’ll figure it out,” he hums and you know he is right. Nothing is too hard or impossible if you’re with Harry.

Stealing a few more minutes alone with him, you force yourself to go out again, though Harry is having a hard time to let go of you, he keeps pulling you back, kissing you whenever you’re about to leave.

“Harry, we’ve been in here for way too long,” you chuckle, though don’t really try to push him away as he kisses down your neck.

“Not my fault that you look this good,” he hums.

“Alright, done, we need to go out,” you chuckle, finally stepping out of his embrace. He pouts at you like a baby, but you’re not letting him guilt you into staying any longer. “Let’s socialize a bit more. I’ll text you when we are about to leave, we can meet for a bit then, okay?”

“Okay,” he breathes out, pecking your lips one last time, patting your bum as he pushes you towards the door. Shooting him one last wink you walk out of the room, making sure no one sees you.

For the rest of the party you stick to staying with your friends. You drink, dance, mingle in the crowd, having a blast. You even find two girls dressed as Dalmatians so you take a cool photo for your Instagram with them, it’s truly iconic. Once Mitch gets over your revealing outfit he stops bitching about it and plays a round of beerpong with you against Sarah and one of her friends. Of course, the Rowlands always win, everyone around the table cheers when you make the ball drop into the last cup, winning the game.

You see Harry around several times, locking eyes in the crowd, stealing tiny touches when you pass by each other and he keeps texting you throughout the night, telling you how good you look, how much he wants to show you off and that he can’t wait for next weekend to have you all to himself. He knows how to rile you up, sending a few spicier texts as well that makes you want to drag him up to his room and just take him right then and there. But you keep your distance, telling yourself you’ll have all the time in the world in just a week, away from everyone else.

It’s way past midnight when Harry steps out to the backyard, looking for a secluded spot to have a breather. These parties are growing more and more tiring, especially when he can’t spend them with the person he wants to. He knows he would enjoy the evening more if he could just stay with you, be like a real couple, hold your hand or kiss you whenever he wants to. But he knows he has to be patient so he is left to enjoy the tiny stolen moments.

“Hello, stranger.”

He can’t stop himself from rolling his eyes at the familiar voice. Turning to his left he sees Georgie walking towards him with a seductive smile, one that would have worked on him maybe a year ago, but all he feels from seeing it is disgust and frustration.

“What are you doing here alone?” she asks, stopping way too close to Harry’s liking, so he takes a step backwards. Georgie doesn’t miss it, but chooses to ignore it.

“Just getting some fresh air,” he answers rigidly.

“I wanted to have a few words with you, but couldn’t find you all night.”

“You found me now.” He forces a smile to his face, but it’s evidently not real.

“Sorry about last time, H. I shouldn’t have just went into your room, it’s your private place.”

Harry can’t mask his surprise over the apology, he was definitely not expecting one from her, especially after how upset she was when he last saw her.

“It’s…it’s fine,” he breathes out with a tiny nod. There’s a heartbeat of silence and then the downfall starts.

“H, I miss you.” “Stop it,” Harry answers right away.

“Do you not miss me?” she whines, stepping closer again, but Harry backs away again.

“I think I made it clear last time, Georgie, that I don’t want anything from you anymore.”

“Things were said in the heat of the moment. I thought that we could talk it over again and—“

“There’s nothing to talk over. Don’t make it harder for yourself.”

Clearly, it’s not what she was expecting. Harry’s reaction to her attempt to make up is far from the version she imagined would happen and it doesn’t sit right with her.

“What the fuck happened to you, Harry?” she snaps, quickly dropping the sweet act. “What game are you playing, huh?”

“It’s not a game, how do you not understand it?” Now Harry is losing his patience with her. He doesn’t understand why she wouldn’t just move on, find another guy she can throw herself on. He made it clear that he doesn’t want to continue whatever they had going on, why can’t she just accept it?

“Come on, everything is just a game to you. This is who you are, this is The Harry Styles,” she cackles, hands on her hips.

“Or maybe you have no idea who I am. Stop assuming because we fucked a few times, that you know me. Because quite frankly, you don’t.”

“Okay, I don’t know you, whatever. But why can’t we just fuck? I don’t have to know your favorite color to suck your dick, do I?” she scoffs.

“Georgie, I’m seeing someone, okay? Stop being so desperate and save the drama for someone else.”

“What?” she blinks at him surprised.

“I’m dating someone, I have a girlfriend, but even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t want to sleep with you, because I’m done with you.”

He didn’t want to drag it this long. Never really understood how someone can’t just accept when the other wants it to be over, the begging and arguing can’t change anything.

“A girlfriend?” she questions, eyebrows shooting up. “And who is this girlfriend of yours?”

“None of your business. So leave me the fuck alone, I’m not having this conversation again, understood?”

Georgie doesn’t answer, just nods clenching her jaw. Harry pays her one last glance before walking away, back to the crowd. He would rather suffocate in there than keep talking to her a second longer.

Another hour passes when you’re starting to get tired and luckily Bonnie feels the same way. Neither of you wants to wait until the party dies down. Finishing your last drink you agree to call an Uber soon and head back to the dormitory.

You text Harry to meet you in his room and you tell Bonnie that you left your lipstick in Mitch’s room so you’re gonna run upstairs to get it before leaving and she doesn’t even question you. Harry is already in his room when you walk in, quickly closing the door behind you, wrapping yourself around him as your goodbye.

“Want to go for a late night drive tomorrow?” he murmurs against your lips and you hum as an answer. “And I can’t wait for the weekend. Pack warm clothes and I hope you have a pair of good boots. There’s a great path leading from the cabin up to the top of the hill, I think you’ll like it.”

Your heart skips a beat even just thinking about being with Harry unbothered for an entire weekend. And the fact that he is clearly not planning this to get into your pants, wanting to do actual activities with you is just a pleasant bonus. He keeps proving that you’ve made the right choice when you let yourself fall for him.

“Sounds perfect,” you smile at him, stealing one last kiss before peeling yourself out of his arms. You open the door, but before you could step out he pulls you back, pressing his lips to yours once more, making you giggle. “Stop, someone will see us!” you push him back into the room as you walk out.

“Text me when you get home,” he calls after you.

“I will!” you wave around and head downstairs to find Bonnie and leave.

Harry shuts his door closed, done with the party now that the only person he was interested in has left, but what he didn’t notice is that there was in fact a witness to that goodbye kiss he pulled you back for.

Georgie.

She was leaving the bathroom at the end of the hall when she heard Harry’s door open so she quickly stepped back, peeking out from behind the door and she didn’t miss the short scene that wasn’t meant to be seen by anyone, especially her. Neither of you realized that you were caught.

If she is being honest she thought Harry just made up the whole girlfriend story. Georgie was convinced he is not the type to date, at least that’s what she told herself when she realized he only wants to hook up with her. It was more than nothing, so she made up this version of Harry in her mind and it didn’t sit well with what he told her earlier tonight. She didn’t believe it could be the truth, only something he made up on the spot to get rid of her, but when she sees you lock lips with him, there’s no doubt that Harry in fact has a girlfriend.

And that girlfriend happens to be you.

Jealousy shadows over her thoughts, she sees green as she locks herself up in the bathroom, her chest heaving, her mind racing. Harry chose you over her? A freshman? Who is not even popular? People only know about your existence because you’re Mitch’s sister, that doesn’t mean you belong to the same crowds as him, yet Harry still chose you.

But why hasn’t she heard of it before? Word would travel fast across campus if Harry was caught with a girl who is clearly more than just a hookup, so that means you’ve been hiding your relationship.

“Of course,” Georgie chuckles shaking her head when the picture becomes clear. You’re dating in secret because Mitch wouldn’t approve of it.

Feeling like she has the best weapon in her hands, she barges out of the bathroom and looks for the person she knows will be her partner in ruining whatever is going on between you and Harry, someone who would definitely benefit if you broke up.

She finds Dominick in the living room, trying hard to chat up some girl who looks interested, but kind of hesitant, so Georgie doesn’t feel bad for ruining the moment.

“Hey, we need to talk,” she snaps her fingers in front of him to grab his attention. Not too willingly, but he stands from his seat and follows her outside.

“If I end up alone in bed tonight I’m gonna blame it on you,” the boy growls, but Georgie couldn’t care less.

“You still want to hook up with Y/N Rowland, don’t you?” she clicks her tongue, folding her arms on her chest.

“Of course, but she keeps brushing me off,” he growls, leaning against the wall.

“It’s because she is secretly dating Harry.”

“Wait, Harry? You mean Styles?” His eyes widen as he stares back at the girl in front of him.

“Yes! But they are hiding it because Mitch doesn’t know about it.”

Dominick thinks about the new information he just learned, finally adding two and two together.

“Look, I want them broken up and I have a plan. Do you want to help me?”

“G, that’s mean. I’m not one to ruin relationships,” he sighs, scratching the back of his neck.

“Come on, you think it’s that serious? Harry doesn’t do serious. We would just save them time and then, when they break up you can just sweep in and be the shoulder Y/N cries on after having her little heart broken!”

He is hesitant, it sounds mean and risky, but then he thinks about how you looked tonight. He’s been trying to get into your pants all semester and this sounds like his best option to do that. But is he that desperate to succeed?

“So? Are you in?” she urges him for an answer. Chewing on his bottom lip he exhales sharply.

“Yeah. What’s the plan?”

NEXT PART

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Classics

Tom Hiddleston x reader request

Request: can you please write an imagine about tom where he meets his soulmate on set (she’s an assistant) and he’s amazed she also studied classics xxx

Summary:  You’re an assistant on set but also in your last year of classics. Tom helps you study and maybe, finally, take you on a date for of course study purposes

Warning: age-gap but of course appropriate, fluff and big dark academia vibes!!!!!

Words: 3,2K

A/N: Okay OMG I love this! this fic is my new favorite! I love how this turned out! Thank you so much for the request dear anon!

Your family was in the movie business and you just got a job as an assistant to earn some money to pay for your college. It was mostly running on set and doing what they asked you while studying from your books. You were currently in your last year of college studying Classics, which at the moment wasn’t making your life easier even though you loved what you did. You learned to multitask very fast! It was the movie infinity war where you were an assistant. You already had a great bond with most of the cast because you did a lot of things for them. You mostly assisted them. Most saw you as a little sister, which you were fine with except with Tom. You had a huge crush on the actor and really hoped he didn’t see you as a little sister even though you thought that was false hope. Of course he wouldn’t date you. You were at least 17 years younger so you could put that out of your head. You just tried to enjoy the time that you had.

You were in the period where you had a lot of exams and your head was just running over with everything. It was lunch break and you wondered off so you could study. Your hands were on either side of your head as you let out a loud huff. “Hey, there you are.” You heard the familiar voice of Tom. You looked up and you felt your cheeks fluster as Tom softly smiled at you fully dressed in his Loki costume. “Hey” you said softly. He frowned at you. “Are you okay?” you let out another sigh. “No, I’m stressed and I can’t get it in my head.” He took a seat next to you and looked at your books.

You felt indulged in the cologne that surrounded him and now you too. He started to read the pages and explain it to you. You focused on what he said and listened carefully. He started to quiz you and you got the answered the questions right. He smiled sweetly at you while you had the biggest grin on your face. “thank you so much Tom!” you happily said while placing your arms around his neck and got in a hug. It took Tom by surprise but he placed his arms around you too, softly giggling. “my pleasure sweetheart. Any time”. You felt your cheeks burn up again and pulled out of a hug. “erhm could you maybe help me study for my exams? Only if you have time though!” you quickly said the last sentence knowing what a busy man Tom is.

He giggled, “I would love nothing more dear.” Your smile got brighter by the second. “Let’s place the books down for a while alright?” he stood up and he stretched out his hand for you to take, which you took happily. “I’ve got an idea. Why don’t we go to the big library today and find some more books and I’ll explain it to you!?” Tom asked you very excitingly, happy that he found someone that shares the exact same passion as him. “I would love that!” You gave him a big smile.

After shooting you both walked to the library talking about your studies and the things that he knew. You walked in the library which was before hand a cathedral. You loved this place and so did Tom. You walked towards the back and you searched out some books with care. You didn’t notice the glances Tom gave you. He looked with so much adoration at you and smiled when you found a book which you would then place in his hands. He had about 5 books holding it tightly. He saw that you picked some of his favorites which made his own heart melt. He never expected to fall for someone quit that young but yet there you are. In your own glory. The age didn’t really to seem to bother him as he found you an old soul. You both took a seat against each other and dove into the books together. He had your study books in front of him and you had the books that you chose laying out for you. You both lost time that night while being in your own little world with Tom. Like you were the only people on this earth. You kept stealing glances at each other and when you both did you would look away as quickly. You saw Tom blushing when you caught him looking. Sometimes you would be lost in your own world while studying his features instead of the books in front of you. He would look up and smile at you which made you fluster and took a glance at your books. It was around midnight when you both were kindly asked to leave.

He would always bring you home. Hands deeply in his pockets while listening to your new findings in the old books that you loved so much. Tom found a new hobby and that was to hear you talk with so much knowledge about the same passion he had. You often told him things he even didn’t know. This lasted for a week and you both grew closer to each other by every evening. With every more stolen glances between the two of you.

 You looked around set for Tom to ask him if he wanted to join you to the library this evening again. You saw him getting some coffee. “Hey Tom!” you greeted him excitedly. “Hello darling” he chuckled at your excitement. “Do you want to join me to the library this evening?” you asked him hopeful. Tom was shuffling on his feet if you didn’t know better you would think he was nervous. “I might know something different that would help you with the exams.” He saw that he caught your attention a little bit more. “If you’d let me take you to dinner I can show you a museum after, where I can tell you more about the things you need to learn right now.” he looked hopefully at you and you looked gob smacked. Was he asking you on a date right now? You shook that thought quickly out of your head but you definitely weren’t going to refuse either. “I’d love to Tom” you told him with a kind smile, which he returned with love.” “I’ll pick you up by 7?” you nodded. He gave you a quick kiss on your cheek and went his way, while you stood there trying to comprehend what just happened.

You quickly went to Scarlett as she knew about your “little” crush on Tom. She smiled at you as you told her everything. “Well then we’re going to have to take you shopping after for something cute.” She told you. “What are we shopping for?” Lizzie asked coming into view. You felt your cheeks fluster. “Oh just for her date with Tom” Scarlett told Lizzie casually. Lizzie looked at you with a grin while you just looked at your shoes. “We’ll alright what are we waiting for then?” Lizzie said. You looked at the time. “I can’t I still have to work for another hour.” You told them. “Well alright, we’ll wait for you and just come by Scarlett’s trailer once your done okay?” you nodded at Lizzie. “See you guys in a bit!” you gave them a hug and walked off.

~time skip~

You got home after your little shopping trip with the girls through London. It started to become gloomy since autumn got here. You loved the weather and the feeling that came with it. It had dark academia vibes which you just lived for. That’s also what studying for classics pulled you in. You could definitely say that you are an old soul.

You got dressed and put a little bit of make-up on but not too much. You looked in the mirror and even though you were self-conscious, you were happy right now. The doorbell rang and you felt your heartrate pick up as well. Quickly you made your way to the door and took a breath before opening it. You saw Tom standing there with your favorite flowers and something wrapped in old paper. You felt flustered. He was wearing a blue suit and stood underneath an umbrella. You looked at the flowers in shock. Maybe this was an actual date you thought getting hope. “you look absolutely gorgeous Y/N” he told you with a soft smile that made your heart melt. “ As do you Tom!” you told him coyly.

“Please come in.” You said quickly stepping aside for him to come in. “I got you something” he gave you the present to you and you opened it carefully. It was an old antique book, you could tell. It was your favorite book but the first edition which you could never get your hands on. You looked at him in surprise. He smiled coyly at you. You gave him a big hug “Thank you Tom, I love it” he chuckled “You’re welcome my darling. “I eh hope you like the flowers as well.” He told you, giving them to you while delicately placing his lips to your cheek. They started to burn up again and you quickly dove into the kitchen to get a vase. “I love them, thank you Tom. It’s very kind” You told him smiling.

He looked around in your cozy place. “I love the paintings on the wall. Who is the artist?” he asked you while studying them closely. “Ehm well that should be me” you told him a little shy. He quickly looked at you and stayed silent for a moment. “You made this?” you nodded. “Oh my, you’re extremely talented!” he told you and you felt flustered again, smiling as you looked at your shoes. “How long does it take you to paint these? There so detailed” he asked you while looking with admiration at the paintings. “It depends but it can take me weeks.” You told him. What Tom obviously didn’t knew was that you were painting one for him. “They’re amazing. Really” He looked at you deeply hoping that you knew that he meant that.

You smiled again feeling flustered. He saw that you felt like that so he changed the subject. “Are you ready love?” he asked you softly and you nodded. You walked out the door and Tom got down the steps of your front door opening up his umbrella. He held out his hand for you to take the steps down which you gladly took. You felt the butterflies going crazy at the small but loving gesture of Tom. Instead of letting go of your hand he placed it on his arm as you walked closely to each other for the shared umbrella. It was cloudy, misty and a little rainy outside but you loved the ambience as it gave you a sincere calm feeling.

He let you in a nice cozy restaurant where the waiter walked you to the back where you would be seated. It was a nice cozy booth. “It’s really nice here Tom, thank you for taking me here.” You told him with a sweet smile which he returned. “Believe me it’s all my pleasure darling.”  You felt flustered and looked down. He took your hand in his to get your attention back even though he knew it still was on him. You looked in surprise at him and he smiled at you “I should thank you for joining me” he told you while looking deeply into your eyes. You felt flustered and at lost for words. He slowly let go of your hand not overstepping your boundaries, but your hand felt cold without his in it. You smiled at him and he ordered two red wines for you both.

The dinner was really nice even though you felt extremely shy in the beginning, you were starting to loosen up thanks to Tom. You both talked a lot but about different topics which was a nice change. He paid for dinner even though you protested he kindly rejected you to it.

You were strolling your way to the museum with your arm linked around Tom’s. It didn’t take long before you arrived. He slowly took your hand in his. He looked at you. “Is eh.. This okay?” you felt your cheeks burn up but decided not to look away this time. “Yes, it definitely is.” You said confident which made him want to smile brightly at you but he tried to hold it in and gave you a loving smile at you instead. You walked around while Tom told you a lot of new things and pointed out a lot of things on paintings and older findings. But to Tom’s surprise you started to catch up on him and tell him more new things then he could tell you. He smiled brightly at you with adoration visible in his eyes.

“What?” you asked him chuckling. He looked at the ground still smiling. “I don’t think I can teach you something new but you definitely teach me” He chuckled which made you realize that indeed you knew most of the things that you needed to know and even more than that. “You don’t have to worry about your exams anymore. You are going to do great!” he told you while standing in front of you, taking your other hand in his as well. he looked at you with love which made you look down. he placed his finger underneath your chin so you would look at him. he softly rubbed your cheek. “Your amazing did you know that? I’ve never met someone quite like you” You felt incredible shy not knowing what to do but blush.

You walked around the museum for a quite a bit, hand in hand before walking out. You decided to get some coffee and stroll around London for a bit more. Tom noticed you shiver and without saying something he took off his jacket and placed it around your shoulders. You looked at him and smiled “Thank you Tom” you told him and this time you gave him a small kiss on his cheek. After walking around for a bit you saw a coffee stand where you wanted to order. The man behind the stand had a stereo where some classical music came out of. Tom placed down his umbrella and placed out his hand for you to grab. “Might I have this dance with you my lady?” he asked you and you chuckled but never experienced something more romantic then this. “Yes, you may” you chuckled placing your hand in his. You both started to slow dance in the rain while staring into each other’s eyes. His hand that was placed delicately on your back pulled you more into his body.

After the song ended you both giggled a bit ordering coffee. “You both really make a beautiful couple. It reminds me of my young years with my wife.” The man said. You could see the love in his eyes while he thought back at his own beautiful memories. You both chuckled shyly not wanting to end a fantasy for the both of you. This time you paid leaving no room for a discussion and you kindly tipped the man and went your way again. You walked through the park went on a sort of sight seeing tour with Tom.

But unfortunately it started to get late and you started to get more cold. Tom took you home as usual. You both calmly chatted about the evening a bit and how much fun you had. It didn’t took you long to arrive at your place. You both shuffled around a little in front of your door. “Thank you for this night Tom, I had a lot of fun.” You told him and he replied once again with  “It’s really my pleasure darling”.  Tom looked down and you went for a kiss on his cheek but he looked up in that exact same moment which landed your lips on his. You quickly pulled away in shock. More in shock for his reaction. You both stared at each other in silence. You started to regret it, scared that you might lose him. “Tom, I’m so sorry…” You were caught off by his lips. The kiss was passionate. Like you were lovers in an old life and you’ve finally found each other after centuries of searching for one another. He placed his hand on the back of your head while pushing you softly against the wall.

After the long awaited kiss you both broke away from it. Breathing rapidly while resting your head against each other. His hands still placed on your cheeks and your fingers still holding tightly onto his suit. “I’ve waited so long for that” he whispered against your lips. “You and me both” you told him. He looked deeply into your eyes while you traced your finger softly against his features on his face. There was this sort of sensed calmness in the air around you. It felt clearer. “I’ve actually something for you too.” You told him with a soft smile. You took his hand and walked up your door. He stayed silent waiting what you had in store for him. “I thought I would give it later to you because it wouldn’t be handy if you’d carried it with you all the time. You definitely made Tom’s curiosity spike up. You walked into your art room after putting the warm dim lights on.

You stood in front of the painting that you made and looked at Tom. “I made this for you.” This time he was gob smacked. He looked at you in surprise. “For me?” he asked you softly. You nodded with a bright smile. His eyes went big looking at the painting. There was so much adoration in his eyes while he looked at the painting. “This is the best gift I have ever received in my entire life, thank you so much” he told you now standing in front of you, hands placed on your cheeks again. You pulled him in a desired kiss. He led you to your couch, both falling on it. Giggling but never letting go of one another. You both laid down staring at each other and so now and then kissed. But this time just taking each other’s time not hasting any of it. it was loving and enjoying each other. You didn’t know when but you fell asleep in Tom’s arms the last thing to hear him say is that he loves you. “I love you too” You mumbled back and you felt yourself pulled closer to the man in question. Indulged in the arms that are wrapped around you, knowing that everything would be okay. And if it’s not, then at least there’s Tom.

[cheebuffy]

Halloween Special

Warnings! A little angst, some negative body image talk (just know that you all are beautiful and Loki loves you <3)

Notes! This is a Loki x mid-sized reader fic, I don’t see a lot of these and as a thicc person myself I thought it was needed. Sorry for being gone so long! I’ll try to be more active!!!

Word count: 1100+

Halloween with the Avengers was always interesting, to say the least. Sometimes you would be off on missions and miss the holiday entirely or there would be a small gathering somewhere to treat little kids. This year, everyone had agreed that each member would have to play as another avenger and have a party between the avengers and Tony’s other friends. Everyone drew names out of a hat and you got Natasha’s costume. 

At first, you were ecstatic. Natasha was a complete badass, and not to mention her suit was stunning on her. Loki was also excited to see you in such attire, a tight form fitting suit with cleavage? He was practically bouncing up and down at the idea. But once Halloween night came, and you had finally put on the costume of her suit. You sat in front of the mirror and looked at yourself. Your excitement slowly melted away. The longer you stared at the mirror, the more flaws you spotted. Too tight at the thighs and stomach but too loose at the calves? Bit of fat here and there that wasn’t even possible for Natasha. She was perfect in every way. You could feel your eyes get watery as you poked and prodded at your body in the tight black suit. As you tried to wipe your tears away, you heard a soft knock on the bathroom door. 

“Are you almost ready, Love? I am absolutely dying to see you.” Loki charmed on the other side of the door. Hearing his excitement made you feel even worse about the way you looked. He was so ready to see you come out looking like a supermodel when, in reality, you weren’t. You sniffled and furiously tried to dry your face off. 

“I don’t know if we should go honey,” you paused and looked yourself over. “I don’t think I really should be there at the party.” Your voice was breaking as you spoke. Loki’s tone had changed completely.

“What do you mean, darling?”

You covered your face now with your hands as you cried harder into them. Your breath shaking as you tried to make words.

“I look huge… I can’t be seen like this, I’m disgusting.” You heard the door handle jiggle a little.

“Please let me in Love, I want to help you.” Loki only ever got this serious when he was truly upset. The thought of him being upset made you feel worse about your situation, like you were dragging him down with you. Nevertheless you pulled your hands away from your now red, tear-stained face and unlocked and opened the bathroom door. Loki was standing outside the door, in his costume as Captain America, looking great as ever.  

“I’m sorry…” Your voice was quiet and small.

“What are you sorry for?“ Loki stepped forward, towering over you completely as he put both of his large hands on either side of your face and wiped the tears away. Your eyes immediately darted towards the ground, avoiding eye contact at all costs.

“For looking so bad. I know you were excited to see me in this and clearly it’s disappointing.” You broke down instantly.

“You look far from disappointing, putting that black widow to shame with this costume.” Loki spoke, his hands now moving down to your waist and pulling you closer to him.

“You’re just saying that. Natasha is perfect and curvy and I’m just, well, me.” You huffed. Loki smiled and backed up a bit to look you over with his sharp blue eyes. You glanced up at him and looked back down just as quickly.

“That’s precisely why you put her to shame. Look at you, you’re gorgeous, my little minx. So plump and soft. With how tight this suit is, it’s hugging you so dearly I can barely contain myself. Your thighs, my goodness, if we didn’t have a party to go to, I would certainly be buried between them right now. Not that it’s ever stopped me before..” Loki went off, a proud devious smile plastered on his face. You playfully hit his arm and tried not to giggle.

“Come on, you don’t mean that. I look so weird. These bits of fat right at my hips just pop out. I look horrible.” 

“You do realize that if you were all skin and bone, there would be nothing for me to touch, to hold and to bite, right? And we simply cannot have that, can we, my dear?” Loki smiled, placing a finger under your chin and lifted your face to look at him.

“But don’t you think I need to be skinnier. I just feel like I stand out so much because I’m not some supermodel like everyone else.” Your words made Loki frown, his once playful face turned to a serious expression. 

“I don’t think you quite understand. Everyone else is some sort of magical being and you are just you. Just your wonderful, enduring, and magnificent self. Just because they all have some sort of special ability doesn’t mean that they are any more important or better than you. Whether that comes to abilities or to looks. One thing that I’ve had to learn in the hardest ways possible is that you are who you are. “Loki paused to place a kiss on your forehead, his cold lips relieving on your warm skin. 

“You are so ungodly, beautiful. Inside and out, my dear. I promise you, my dear. Please do not let another mere mortal let you feel inferior to them. What does it matter that you’re not skinny? Look at this.” Loki paused once again and moved your arms, wrapping them around his neck, and placing his arms around your waist. You were having trouble not crying from his words as you watched his actions.

“See how perfectly we fit together? Surely you’re not blind enough to miss that. We’re a perfect pair, you and I. Nothing can change that. So let’s go to that party, show everyone how perfect you really are. Everyone will see how truly beautiful my Y/n is.” 

“I swear you’re too good for me sometimes. I’m about to cry right now.” You smiled, feeling much better than before. 

“I mean it, you’re mine. I fully intend on showing you off to everyone tonight before we leave plenty early to continue on my plans with you.” Loki spoke, his voice deep and dangerous. It was back to its normal playful tone, but you knew mischief was coming. But at least you would get lots of fun out of it. After all, he was your Loki.

[inglorious-purpose]

Loki’s jacket

At the end of the Loki series, fans were left with a litany of burning questions, one of them being: what the hell happened to Loki’s jacket? I mean, it was a fairly decent jacket. And it just ... vanished?

Then I found an interview with director Kate Herron about episode 3 (Lamentis). In response to a question about Loki losing his pompous attitude, she says:

I remember I had this diagram with Christine from costume. People will see it as the show goes on, but across this episode in particular, Loki's lost his Variant jacket. He doesn't have that by the end, and it's like, as a Loki, he's transforming and in that sense, it's almost like his outer appearance does as well, in the sense that his jacket's gone, but also he gets more dirty. And Sylvie's the same. She loses her horns on the train, and she loses that coat that we've seen her hiding under in the first two episodes. 

source: https://www.thrillist.com/entertainment/nation/loki-kate-herron-interview

The symbolism doesn’t quite work, though -- Loki’s jacket seems to disappear randomly (we never see him shedding it, he just appears without it after his fall from the train) and it’s not obvious that this is a transformative moment for his character. And he continues getting dirtier throughout the show, even though his pompousness is long gone. By the time he ends up back in the (wrong) TVA at the end of the finale, his shirt is sweaty, torn, bloodied, and covered in grime. Even though he has supposedly transformed from a “villain” into a “hero,” he looks like something the cat dragged in and vomited on.

As for Sylvie, the loss of her horns and cloak are voluntary and triumphant -- she uses both to overcome attackers (she shoves the horns into someone’s face on the train and wraps her cloak around a guard in Sharoo), hence their loss represents a victory for her. Plus, unlike Loki, she retains her pompous attitude throughout the show, berating him for breaking the Timepad, scoffing at his plan to kill Alioth bcs she has a better idea, and telling him to shut up when they reach the Citadel at the End of Time. She’s got attitude and she’s not afraid to use it, horns or no horns.

Another thing I found strange: in episode 5, when Loki is trying to reach out to her in the blanket scene, she rejects his offer and instead asks him to conjure a new outfit for her. I fully expected that this foreshadowed a costume change for one or both of them in the finale, but it never happened. What was the point of that dialog? Maybe to underline that they were starting to diverge on their paths -- he wants to share his feelings with her and connect in a deeper way, whereas she’s just concerned with doing her own thing. Maybe her rejection of the blanket is meant to foreshadow her rejection of him in the finale, but it isn’t at all clear -- one of many cases in the show where the messaging is confusing and sloppy.

Stripping Loki of his Asgardian armor in episode 1 begins the process of breaking him down. By the end of his session with Mobius, he’s lost his clothing, his magic, his glorious purpose, his family, and most of his personality. The problem is, he continues to be beaten down throughout the show without being built up again. And this is incredibly dissatisfying for Loki fans.

Contrast with WandVision and TFATWS: Wanda and Sam both get major glow-ups to symbolize how their characters have changed. Wanda, despite going through some heavy losses, has attained a deeper understanding of who she is and how powerful she can be. Sam accepts his role as Captain America and comes to terms with the responsibility that he’s taking on. Bucky doesn’t get a new outfit (although he sports some nice clothes and let’s face it, Sebastian Stan looks good in just about anything), but he’s gained some measure of peace with his past and with Steve Roger’s retirement.

On a personal level, the first two Disney+ shows did good things for me. After watching WandaVision I actually cared about both Wanda and Vision, whereas before I was pretty lukewarm about their characters. (Vision, in particular, I regarded as a tragic waste of Paul Bettany). I empathized with both of them and came to believe in their romance, which had seemed kind of random in the movies. And after TFATWS, I felt better about Steve Rogers not being Captain America anymore; I believed that Sam was up for the job and I was ready to cheer him on. And I felt better about Bucky: he’s on a path to healing and has built a solid friendship with Sam. By contrast, after watching Loki I felt anxious and disappointed. His character was treated with disdain, his tragic backstory was ignored in favor of painting him as a megalomaniac narcissist, he was given an absolutely shit romantic partner (no hate to Sophia di Martino; she was fantastic; I’m talking about the character as it was written), and he just loses and loses and loses. Will he get better treatment in season 2, or will he continue to be the butt of jokes? Will he be allowed to truly heal from his traumatic past? Will he at least get a clean shirt? Time will tell ...

[sserpente]

A/N: So this is a much requested Part II of this Christmas Imagine which I suppose you can also read on its own. Also has requests from @keepcalmandtravelonkate and @fandom-rpblog as well as the exclusive Zoom meeting idea. Haha, enjoy everyone! ♥

Words: 1822 Warnings: fluff

Christmas Eve came sooner than you had thought and it was about as cheerful as you had imagined it. Thor greeted you with mug of steaming hot chocolate first thing in the morning, wearing the ugly Christmas sweater you had bought him last year and Tony was already in the spacious living room with Pepper to finish up the preparations for his annual Christmas party.

You spent the entire day baking biscuits and didn’t see Loki all day but for some peculiar reason you hoped that he too would attend the biggest Christmas party in New York City. Tony had invited everyone—no, that was not entirely true, the party was, in fact, for everyone—especially those who had no one else to spend Christmas Eve with or wanted to do so with none other than the famous Avengers.

With a sigh, you finished applying your red lipstick and admired yourself in the mirror. The green dress shimmering like a thousand tiny crystals had cost you way more than what you would normally spend on clothes but the occasion was worth it. You had only realised after that green was Loki’s colour too. Another sigh escaped your lips.

The God of Mischief and you had not really spoken since the roof-incident. Part of you wondered whether he was about as confused as you about what had happened between you, especially after Thor had interpreted your entanglement in a romantic manner, the other insisted you didn’t think too much of it. Loki was just… Loki. Mysterious, mischievous and handsome. Wait… handsome?

By the time you arrived at the party, more than two dozen guests had already arrived. Dressed in Christmas pullovers, suits or festive dresses much like you, they held small glasses full of mulled wine, eggnog or champagne, munching on biscuits and other Christmas treats and chatting with each other and the superheroes who had already joined the party guests, impressing them with their stories and their skills.

Your heart skipped a beat when you spotted Loki standing only a few feet away from you. Heavens, he should not be allowed to wear suits. Instead of the light version of his Asgardian signature outfit you usually saw him in, the God of Mischief was dressed in an all-black suit complimenting his raven hair and tall figure. It was perfect to blend in and not attract too much attention, for many citizens still avoided him like the plague after everything that had happened only a few years back. Your eyes met, sending waves of electricity though you, and he nodded.

You furrowed your brows when somebody spoke your name. “Is that you?” Much to your dismay, you recognised the voice immediately. It belonged to Derek, your ex-boyfriend. Derek who collected action figures of the Avengers and who owned a Captain America costume worth five-hundred dollars. Derek, who had cheated on you with other women and, upon your break-up, had blamed you for the sexual imbalance in your relationship. Needless to say, you had not exactly ended it on good terms. The last thing you wanted to do was chat to him of all people on Christmas Eve. Much rather, you’d finally spend some time with Loki again. He was fun to be around once he had warmed up to someone…

“I tried to text you like… a hundred times.”

“I saw. I blocked your number after fifty.” You retorted.

“Don’t be like that. I was going to make up, you know.”

“You literally told me it’s my fault that you went ahead and fucked other women behind my back, Derek!”

“Because you didn’t give me what I need in the bedroom, baby. We should have talked about that more. It wouldn’t happen again. Let’s talk about this. Can I get you a drink?”

“No, thank you.”

“Okay… Care to dance with me then?”

“Absolutely not.” You hissed.

“Come on. You are not here with someone, are you?”

You blinked. Fuck. Think, think, think. “Yes, actually.” You lied quickly. Your eyes fell on Loki who met your gaze again in a strange and almost affectionate way—something had definitely changed between you since he had helped you decorate the Avengers facility and you remembered, with butterflies in your belly, how he had caught you in his arms when you had fallen off the roof like a bird with broken wings. The idea came to you before you could properly think it through. Derek would never dare to defy someone like Loki. He was your perfect alibi to get rid of him.

“I’m here with my boyfriend. You probably know Loki?” Before you could change your mind, you stepped forward, closed the remaining distance between you and put your arm under Loki’s. He did not fail to react. Turning away from Thor, he frowned and stared at your linked arms, then opened his mouth to question you. Much to your relief, however, the gesture did not seem to anger him.

You shot him a pleading glance. Play along, you thought. Please, take the hint.

“Are you serious right now?” Derek spat, a both disgusted and shocked expression on his face.

Much to your surprise—or maybe not—Loki wrapped his arms around your middle then, pressing you against his strong body. Your heart skipped a beat. This felt like him cradling you in his arms like a bride, only more… intense, for this time—this time, it was actually intentional.

Loki gave Derek a glare, his lips ghosting over your forehead. “Are you alright, my sweet mortal?” My sweet mortal? “I believe you have promised me a dance.”

Derek swallowed, blinking at you a few times—and then, without a word, he shook his head and disappeared in the burbling and dancing crowd. You let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding. Good thing for you he’d always been a coward.

But while relief was flooding your veins, at the very same time, adrenaline set every single cell of your body on fire. Loki was still holding you. His lips against your skin had felt like the gentle kiss of a butterfly… You looked up, if anything not to make the situation even more awkward than it already was, given that by now, both Thor and Natasha had become rather taken aback witnesses as well.

“Thank you. I really owe you.” You muttered.

“I take it this was a former suitor of yours?”

You gave him a weak smile. “That’s a very elegant way to put it but yes, he is my ex-boyfriend. I left him when I found out he cheated on me—repeatedly. I panicked when he approached me and I knew he’d be scared of you.”

“Why thank you.” Loki replied with dismay before, much to your surprise, a smirk grew on his lips.

“No! I just meant…”

“I know what you meant. So?”

“S-so what?”

“He is still watching you. You would do well to keep up the act.” Loki said, keeping you from spinning around to check. But he was probably right either way. You had just announced in front of a bunch of strangers as well as your ex-boyfriend and two Avengers that Loki and you were dating. You were honestly surprised the Trickster did not at all seem too bothered by this very circumstance, not to mention what it meant for you. Ever since the roof-incident, you certainly didn’t mind clinging onto him like that.

“Dance with me.” He commanded softly, one of his large hands coming to rest on your waist while the other interlinked with yours. “He will lose interest if you feign easiness.”

You nodded quickly, leaning into him to not raise any suspicion and taking a deep breath when the side of your face connected with his chest. Loki rested his chin on the top of your head, weighing you gently from side to side as if the music was made of waves carrying you over an ocean. It was a classic playing right now—What are you doing New Year’s Eve by Ella Fitzgerald—sweet, calm… romantic. This evening was going in a very dangerous direction now but you couldn’t help but feel safe and protected in the God of Mischief’s arms. Who would have thought that putting up Christmas decoration together would create such a strong bond between two people… a mortal and a god on top of that?

“I got you a Christmas present, you know.” You murmured after a while.

His voice vibrated in his chest, you could feel it against your cheek. “Did you now?”

“Hmm…” He stole away your ability to speak. That was so unfair! “I was going to give it to you tomorrow morning but… would you like me to give it to you now, in private?” It would be the perfect excuse to get away from here for a bit too, even if, in better lighting, Loki would probably notice your blushed cheeks.

“Lead the way, my sweet mortal.” There it was again. Smiling up at him sheepishly, you moved a step back and took his hand, practically fleeing from the scene.

Loki remained in the doorway when you reached your room. Whether it was out of decency or respect, you couldn’t quite tell. You crossed your room with quick steps, reaching for Loki’s gift under your bed. You had wrapped it in green paper and decorated it with a golden bow. A bit of a cliché perhaps but it looked just perfect.

“Merry Christmas, Loki.” You said when you returned to him and handed it to him. He only took it hesitatingly.

“Why did you get me a gift?”

You shrugged. “I just wanted to be nice. I doubt the others will have gotten you something so I thought… just so you can unwrap something too?” You almost choked on your nervous laughter. “You know I almost decided not to give it to you after all after you almost drove me mad when I was hanging up the Christmas lights.”

Loki chuckled. “I suppose you made that consideration before I saved your life.”

“More or less...” You replied, winking at him. Hey… this isn’t so hard after all!

Your heart was pounding in your chest by the time he unwrapped it, revealing the notebook and the green and gold fountain pen you had gotten him. It even came with green ink.

“It’s not much, really, just…” You said quickly. “I keep seeing you scribbling and reading a lot and I thought…”

“Thank you.” He interrupted. Honesty swung in his smooth voice, making your heart beat faster in an instant. At this speed, you were going to need an ambulance soon.

You smiled. “I ought to thank you. Derek is a dick. You saved me twice now, I’m in your debt.”

Loki chuckled once more, looking you deeply in the eye. “Yes. I believe you are.” It was, without a doubt, a promise.

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A/N: If you enjoyed this story, I would appreciate it so much if you considered supporting me on Kofi! It’s either for caffeine or red wine, I’ll take both. ko-fi.com/sserpente 

[yourstruly-caycay]

Little Devil

Imagine Loki and reader have a son, and they want Thor and Odin to take care of their child while they’re on vacation.

A request from @radioactivesweet 

“Father, what are you doing?” Thor gaze at Odin who carry his grandson, Narfi. 

"Just taking care of my grandchildren, Loki and Y/n are on vacation.” The nine-years-old Narfi gaze at Thor and become excited, “Uncle Thor!”

Odin put him down as he run to Thor and hug him, Thor not sure how to respond to his hug as he’s just patting his head. “Uncle, play with me!” 

“No, I’m busy.”  

“Thor, just play with him, Odin is also pretty busy too. Don’t tell me you’ll fight?” Odin’s crow said to him, well the crow are not wrong, he’s planning to fight... actually to avoid his troublemaker nephew. 

“Hm.”

“Then, good luck take care of him, you can fight later though.” Odin’s crows and himself left the him and Narfi in the room alone. 

“So what should we play?” Ask Narfi, Thor will not like this, but himself doesn’t know what game he would play. “Is your choice.” 

“Oh, then how about prank?”

“No.” He’s not gonna let Narfi cause some trouble to deities or he’ll have to be responsible for it, so he end up having him play on a playground. During in the playground, Thor has been watching him so he won’t cause another trouble to other kids. 

“Uncle Thor, help!” 

Thor look at Narfi who hang on the high pole and become alert (even though he doesn’t show it). He sigh and approach him, Narfi actually scare and yell for help until Thor finally carry him. He hug him tightly as he cover himself on his neck. “Are you afraid of height?” 

“Yeah.”

“Don’t do that again.” Even Thor confuse how he hang on the pole in the first place. 

When it’s lunchtime, Narfi and Thor eat together, surprising enough he actually eat a lot and even demand more. Now he wonder how Narfi can eat a lot and didn’t gain weight at all. 

To make sure his nephew didn’t cause trouble or harm himself, Thor always give him a piggy back ride or draw with him. He gotta admit that taking care of his nephew can be tiring for him, if Thor just look away for him for a few second, suddenly Narfi climb unto something or bring a trouble to someone. 

During playtime, Narfi told him to cosplay a teddy bear with him, at first, Thor want to refuse, but he have no choice but to wear unless he want to play chase with Narfi which will be troublesome in the end.

When Odin find Thor with Narfi, he found Thor accidentally sleep on the floor with Narfi sleeping on his back. Odin thought that this is a rare case to see Thor in this way and find his grandson cute.

"Loki, look at this picture that Odin show me." You and Loki are on vacation, and you've got a picture of Narfi sleeping with Thor while both of them wearing a teddy bear costume.

When Loki see it, he laugh so hard and even save the picture cause of how cute his son are, but he's also a bit jealous that he play costume with Thor. "Narfi could've just told me to wear this with him, not with Thor."

"Maybe next time after we go home from vacation." You kiss his cheek, loki already have a plan in his mind, and it'll probably take a lot of courage to do this.

At dinner time, Thor didn't realize that he still wear the teddy bear costume with Narfi, Narfi actually know this but he keep quiet because... this is actually a prank for Thor and he already plan this from the start.

Odin is confuse why Thor still wear the costume, but he thought that maybe he still play with Narfi which is why he didn't tell him.

Narfi love to climb Thor since he's really tall like a panda climbing a bamboo tree.

To Thor, Narfi is like a carbon copy of Loki but a brat, he like prank and a really active person. He's really clingy to Thor as if he's a mother chicken, but Narfi is actually a talkative person only to the closest one like his family. But with other god/goddess, he can be pretty quiet and distant himself from other. (Which is surprising from a son of God of Deceit)

To Narfi, Thor is his favorite uncle, he's very stoic to him which is usual. But, he even willing to play with him even embarrassing himself with him and that's what he like about Thor. Narfi just wish that he can make his uncle laugh or happy.

When Loki and Y/n have finally got home from their vacation, Narfi cry, wish that he can stay longer with Thor and it was fun. (Which make Loki jealous.)

"Mom, can I stay a bit longer with Uncle Thor, please?"

"I'm sorry dear, tomorrow okay?"

"You promise?"

"I promise." You and Narfi do a pinky swear, while Loki just turning back from them.

"What's wrong with dad?" Narfi whisper to you.

"He's jealous because you spend more time with Uncle Thor." You whisper back to him while holding your laughter.

"Hmph, what a clingy guy my dad is." Narfi put a pouty face and his sentence somehow indirectly attack Loki.

"B- but, we never play costume together, you know." Loki point am accuse to Narfi which he just stick his tongue to his father.

"That's because you always put a prank on me, and I never succeeed to make you fall into my trap." Narfi and Loki argue while you try to calm them, Thor just seeing the trickster family arguing. With a sigh, he's finally survive another day from his nephew.

"Like father like son." Thor thought, at least this is over, he can finally do something beside taking care of the little devil... for now.

By the next morning, the god/goddess secretly laugh at seeing a picture of Thor and Narfi sleeping with teddy bear costume spreading around asgard as they see Thor in a dark aura dragging his hammer trying to find Loki.

Yep, Loki gotta hide for a few days until things got better.

[lokiondisneyplus]

Richard E. Grant has been in so many notable franchises that it's easy to forget him making multi-episode appearances on Doctor Who and Game of Thrones. But it's highly unlikely anyone will forget the Oscar-nominated actor's turn as Classic Loki in Disney+'s Loki, from his exquisite costume meant to emulate the Silver Age of the comics to his big heroic moment in Episode 5, "Journey Into Mystery."

As a variant of Loki (Tom Hiddleston), Classic Loki is meant to be similar but different from the "mischievous scamp" in key ways, and in a one-on-one interview with Collider, Grant explained how that fact, as well as a key bit of the script, affected his performance. He also revealed how he and Hiddleston had talked about potentially working together in the past (in, admittedly, a very different capacity), and his pitch for a Loki spin-off that I think we can all agree is an instant greenlight.

Collider: To start things off, what does it mean to join the MCU in this capacity? Is this something you've been looking forward to?

RICHARD E. GRANT: Oh yeah. I'd had experience because I was in Logan about five years ago, so I'd had a taste of what this is, but Tom Hiddleston has said to me, he said, "You know, I think that when people see Classic Loki there's going to be a big response." I thought that he was just blowing smoke up my fundament on the first day to make me feel better about coming into work for one episode, Episode 5, after they'd be doing it for practically a year before. Then I saw my Instagram and Twitter feed and the reviews that came out last Wednesday and I realized that he saw into the crystal ball in a way that I didn't. So Tom was right and I stand gleefully corrected.

Did they tell you anything about the costume before you signed up?

GRANT: Yeah. They sent me the costume design with my face on it. It was the classic Loki of the Jack Kirby illustrations of the '60s and it was a fantastic muscle suit. As you can see, I'm born without any. When I got to Atlanta and I said, "So where's the muscle suit that I get into before I get into the green tights?" They said, "What muscle suit?" And I said, "Well, like the drawings." They said, "No. We don't have one for you." And I said, "Well, I don't have any muscles to fill this out." And they said, "Ah, don't worry about that." And I said, "I do worry about that." And I'm still worrying about that and I'm still grouching about it because I wanted those muscles.

I think you look lovely.

GRANT: Thank you.

But I love the fact that they sent you the costume design. Recently, I talked to Kate Herron and she said that you were their first choice for the role.

GRANT: Wow. I didn't know that.

Does that surprise you, at this point in your career — that you would be the first choice on somebody's list?

GRANT: It always surprises me, but what didn't surprise me is that I had... Because I've known Tom Hiddleston socially and from his career and I'd seen him backstage at the theater and things over the decades, we'd always joked about playing father and son, because of our vague similarity in the way that we look. So, when I saw that I thought, "Oh, I've been cast because I have a similar physique or look to Tom." So that's what I thought, but I had no idea. Kate didn't tell me that I was her first choice. People never tell you this stuff. Maybe they think you're going to get too above yourself, but I don't know. I wish people would tell you. I'd love to hear, so thank you for telling me that.

You're welcome. I mean, she called you their north star.

GRANT: Aw. Thank you. She was a delight to work with.

Was there anything specifically Loki-ish that you were trying to incorporate into the performance?

GRANT: I knew that rather than Tom Hiddleston's God of Mischief, [Classic Loki] has this line explaining his past that he is the God of Outcasts, and has been so lonely and isolated on this planet, and is willing to be arrested by the TVA in order to get back in contact with his brother, and to sacrifice himself ultimately to Asgard, I thought that was a way into the character that was not trying to imitate, because I couldn't hope to, what Tom does so brilliantly and has done for over a decade now. So I thought that was the way into doing it.

Looking over your career, you've gotten to be a part of a lot of really exciting franchises, including Doctor Who and Star Wars. Is there anything else on your bucket list? Are there other franchises, and/or other fantasy costumes you want to wear?

GRANT: Classic old Loki with muscles and Alligator-dot-com, the subseries of the sub-sub-sub series. That's what I want.

Given the audience reaction to Alligator Loki, I think that there would be a fan base for that.

GRANT: Yeah and classic Loki is the only one that can talk to him and understand him. It's a given. It's a scriptwriter's dream. Get it done.

The season finale of Loki premieres Wednesdays on Disney+.

[itcamefromthetoybox]

The Warriors Three

“Thor: Love And Thunder” is dropping soon, and I for one am absolutely pumped for it! Thor is my favorite MCU hero, thanks in large part to the cheer and warmth that Chris Helmsworth brings to the role, and “Thor: Ragnarok” is one of my favorite MCU movies. So as you can imagine, considering this is a toy blog, we’re gonna be talking about the toys! Specifically, 3 for the price of one, with the “Love and Thunder” Deluxe Action Figures of The Mighty Thor, King Valkyrie, and Thor!

So why are we doing a 3 for 1 deal? It’s because each figure is similar enough that it’s a good idea, especially since the similarities make the differences more striking. To do a good review of one, you need to compare it to the other two.

Thor himself is an icon of the MCU. He’s the Norse God of Thunder who was banished to Earth to learn humility and became a galaxy-traveling hero and founding Avenger. Valkyrie was introduced in the third “Thor” movie as a hard-drinking, jaded brawler with a heart who later becomes King of New Asgard during the events of “Avengers: Endgame.” The Mighty Thor is actually Thor’s ex, genius scientist Jane Foster, who now wields Thor’s old magic hammer, giving her all the powers of the original Thor. As the movie isn’t out yet, there’s not much else known of her heroic identity, but I’m excited.

Now, I normally don’t do this, but I want to talk about the figure packaging. Each figure comes in a package with an image of the toy on the box instead of a window on the box to see the actual toy you’re buying. On the one hand, that’s great, because the toy’s not getting exposed to germs during a very much still ongoing pandemic. On the other hand, this does make it hard to tell the quality of the figure you’re getting, so any paint errors or damage will be a surprise. Each figure is wrapped in tissue paper and tied to a cardboard insert to keep it safe, though this did still result in my Valkyrie’s swords getting bent a bit.

Each figure has a gimmick that’s triggered by squeezing their legs. Thor raises and swings his hammer, Stormbreaker, Mighty Thor spins her hammer, Mjolnir, and King Valkyrie swings her waist to to the right so she can do a slash with her twin swords, which look like her Dragonfang sword from her previous appearances. How good the gimmick is varies from toy to toy. With Thor, it works great. There’s no problem and everything goes as planned. Mighty Thor runs into a slight issue. You need to position her right arm just right to make the gimmick work, Otherwise, it will either start but get blocked by her cape, or just halfheartedly work, with all the enthusiasm of a high school senior taking a final, and the hammer will stop swinging about halfway across. With Valkyrie, you need to hold her upright to use her gimmick, or else the weight of her cape weighs her down a bit.

A full-body suit of armor seems like a good move, until Loki attacks with a giant magnet.

In terms of looks, Thor and Mighty Thor look great, like they just stepped out of the comics, which is good because that is how their in-film costumes are supposed to look. Mighty Thor honestly looks better, though, with more paint and details sculpted on, while Thor, despite also having great sculpting, feels like he’s a bit lacking on paint. As for King Valkyrie, while the figure mostly also looks great, I feel like Hasbro could have done better with her head. While it does look like her, and the hair’s really good, her head’s not quite in proportion to the rest of her. It’s just a little too big.

There’s one detail I absolutely love about all three toys; they have different body types. Thor’s a broader guy, with clear muscles and armor, but he’s not built like He-Man. His build’s very realistic, even with all the armor. Mighty Thor’s got some clear muscle and bulk to her, which matches how Natalie Portman worked out for the role, but it’s a more realistic build than we often see in female superhero toys. To quote my fiancee, “there’s a bit of idealism, but it’s not bad, honestly.” Valkyrie has a smaller build, which matches her actress, and has a completely unique body, instead of just a repaint of Mighty Thor’s. Considering how often toys just repaint character bodies, especially with female characters, it’s nice to see this toyline went out of its way to do better. It’s also depressing that “these two women got unique figures with different body types” is where the bar is.

The one pose she can be in if you want to use her gimmick.

So yes, the toys look great. On the other hand, all three figures are very limited in terms of articulation. Valkyrie has the best articulation, since both her wrists, her shoulders, and her head can move around nicely, though her hair can hinder the head sometimes. Mighty Thor is also decent, though her shoulders have a little less articulation and her hair can get bent by moving her head. Thor, meanwhile, is the weakest with articulation. His left arm has the same shoulder limits of Mighty Thor, and his hair and cape block his head from moving much, to an even greater extant than the other two figures. Also, unlike Mighty Thor, who can move her arm the gimmick is centered around without the gimmick being involved, Thor can’t move his gimmick-infused right arm without triggering his gimmick. The arm will just drop down. All three figures have no leg articulation, because you have to squeeze the legs to trigger the gimmick. I do give them a pass on this, though, even after looking at Laser Blade Buzz Lightyear’s leg-triggered gimmick, because these figures had a smaller budget than Buzz did, so it’s understandable their legs aren’t going to be an articulation hot spot.

Thor and Mighty Thor are the strongest figures in this line, though Valkyrie only loses points because her swords are very thin and can get bent very easily. Don’t put her in a box or set anything on top of her, or else those swords are gonna suffer.

Her sword got bent because I picked her up at a bad angle. BE CAREFUL!

The “Love And Thunder” deluxe figures are currently available at retail for about $16, which does feel like a little much until you account for the rising prices since the 90’s. By today’s standards, that isn’t bad. They’re very clearly aimed at kids, who will definitely enjoy them, and the gimmicks make for fun things to fidget with. I would definitely recommend them. Next time, we’re going to be looking at more “Thor” stuff, because I am PUMPED for this new movie, so be ready! This is JL, signing off and wishing you Happy Toy Hunting!

[live-the-fangirl-life]

Not a prompt exactly, but Fenrys filming drunk Lorcan being soft and silly with Elide and then showing him the next day

What Happens in Vegas... Part 2

Elide Lochan x Lorcan Salvaterre - Answered Prompt

Elide and Lorcan wake up to find a video Fenrys took of their wedding ceremony.

Part 1 | Masterlist | Read on Ao3

Warnings: Language

1658 words

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The first thing Elide noticed when she woke up was that her head felt like it was being crushed by a cement truck that was playing dubstep.

She groaned and then winced at the noise before turning to bury her face into the solid chest of the man lying next to her.

Lorcan wasn't any better. He felt like his head was going to explode if he moved too fast. But when he felt Elide press closer to him, he instinctively wrapped an arm around her, wincing, too, as the movement sent a wave of nausea through him. He used what little coherency he had to keep the stomach-churning feeling at bay.

They both slept restlessly for another hour before managing the harrowing act of sitting up. Well, Elide sat up. Lorcan tried to lift himself and deemed it too much work, so he threw his head back down into Elide’s lap, groaning as the movement made his head spin. She could hear a distant buzz that sounded like a phone notification.

Propped against the headboard, Elide took a steadying breath and slowly started to feel like herself again. She let one hand rest on Lorcan’s head while she ran her fingers through his hair and had the fleeting question of why she was wearing one of his earrings on her finger.

The buzzing kept coming and she saw her phone on the nightstand light up as message after message came in.

Wanting nothing more than a large cup of coffee, Elide grabbed her phone to see why she was being bombarded with messages. If the sound from across the room was any indication, Lorcan’s phone was also receiving dozens of texts. It made her pause a moment to wonder what the hell happened the night before.

The moment Elide opened the group chat, memories of the previous night flashed in her mind.

The casino. Drinking. Lorcan. A chapel. Elvis.

Oh gods. Elide looked down at the hand still in Lorcan’s hair and stared at the ring on her finger. Her pinky, not her ring finger, because it only fit on her pinky; she cringed as she remembered how Lorcan had removed his earring as an impromptu engagement ring.

Engagement ring.

Holy Hellas. Holy fucking Hellas. Engagement ring. Wedding. She and Lorcan had gotten married. In Vegas. By a fucking Elvis Impersonator.

She couldn’t stop the hysterical laugh that escaped her. This wasn’t a situation she ever thought she’d be in. She kept laughing even as Lorcan twisted his head and looked at her in bewilderment while groaning at the loud volume of it. She couldn’t help it.

Her laughter soon died as she realized she wasn’t freaking out. It was insane and impulsive and totally not like her to do that, yes—but it wasn’t bad. She wasn’t upset. When she thought about being married to Lorcan...her heart felt happy.

She smiled down at his face which had turned to press into her stomach as he wrapped an arm around her so he could use her to block out the light. The situation was unconventional, but so were they. And it made for one hell of a story

Elide went back to scrolling on her phone and tried to find the start of the messages from last night.

The first few were with Fenrys. It seemed she or Lorcan had called him to be the witness for their ceremony—why him and not someone else, she didn't know—and he responded immediately telling them not to say ‘I do’ before he could be there to record it.

And then he sent a video.

Elide shook Lorcan’s shoulder and waited until he grumbled something incoherent and turned his face towards her phone before pushing play.

The video was shaky but it clearly showed Elide and Lorcan standing in a chapel next to a man wearing an Elvis costume. Elide had Lorcan’s earring on his finger and Lorcan...Lorcan was wearing a veil pulled back over his hair. All the while Fenrys flipped the camera back and forth to show the couple and then his own excited face.

Lorcan’s arms tightened around Elide as he watched the video. He blinked once and sat up, rubbing a hand down his face, before looking pointedly down at her finger that still held his earring. When his eyes met hers again, they were worried. As if he was unsure what her reaction to all this would be.

“Did we…” He asked, brows furrowed,

“Yeah,” she nodded, glancing down at he finger again “we did.”

“We got married.”

“Uh-huh.”

“In Vegas, drunk off our asses, by Elvis?”

“Yup,” Elide answered with a ‘pop’ and finally let the grin that’d been aching to show itself, spread across her face.

Lorcan searched her face for any panic, but finding none, offered a small smile in return before resting his chin on her shoulder and gesturing for her to play the video.

“Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” Elvis said, monotonously.

The Lorcan in the video nodded vigorously and replied “Yes, Mr. Elvis, sir. I want to make this woman my wife. Elide, El, ‘Lide, you are the coolest, most badass lady I know. Way better than Gala-what’s-her-face and more beautiful than...than..”

“Fenrys?” Drunk Elide suggested, giggling as Fenrys protested and shook the camera.

“Yes,” Drunk Lorcan agreed, “you are so much more beautiful than Fenrys.”

And then Drunk Lorcan lifted his hand and booped Drunk Elide on the nose, sending her into another fit of giggles.

Sober Elide was trying her absolute hardest not to laugh at the recording because Sober Lorcan looked like he was going to throttle Fenrys for getting evidence of this on video.

“And do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?” Elvis droned on.

Drunk Elide swayed as she laughed and then abruptly got herself back together before nodding. “I do. I do. Yeah, I take him to be Mr. Lochan. Mr. Lorcan Lochan,” Drunk Elide and Drunk Lorcan laughed while Sober Lorcan glowered and Fenrys hollered a cheer from behind the camera.

Drunk Elide kept talking. “Lorcan, I loooooove you,” she slurred the words, “I love that you’re a big ol’ grump to everyone but me, cause I’m adorable as fuck. And how when you hug me I feel like I’m wrapped up in the best blanket. And I really love your dic—”

Sober Elide snorted and Fenrys almost dropped the camera from laughing, effectively cutting off the rest of Drunk Elide’s vows.

“By the power vested in me, by Hunka Hunka Burning Love, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may—”

Drunk Elide and Drunk Lorcan ignored the rest of what Elvis was saying, by pulling each other into a frenzied kiss. She had one leg hitched around his hips with his hands gripping her ass as her’s clawed at his back.

The camera suddenly flipped around to show Fenrys’ grinning face as he wiggled his eyebrows. “There you have it, folks. Mr. and Mrs. Lochan.” He grinned at something behind the screen, most likely Drunk Elide and Drunk Lorcan trying to stumble out of the chapel.

“Hey, man!” the sound of Drunk Lorcan’s voice echoed throughout the video as Fenrys narrated about him talking to a stranger passing by. “Have you met my wife?”

A moment passed and they could no longer hear Drunk Lorcan or Drunk Elide, but Fenrys kept grinning maniacally into the camera as he said “ Aelin, Rowan, you might have to give up the newlywed suite tonight!”

Then the video cut off.

Elide was quietly laughing as Lorcan groaned into her shoulder. He grumbled, “I am going to kill Fenrys. He sent that to everyone didn’t he?” And almost as an afterthought, he asked through clenched teeth, “Was I wearing a fucking veil?”

Elide couldn’t hold it in any longer and hunched over in a fit of laughter. “Lorcan, you make such a pretty bride.”

He growled and nipped at her shoulder. “Not funny.”

“Extremely funny.” She corrected and pulled the group chat back up. Sure enough, it was filled with responses.

“Rowan says 'Congrats, I hope you both have massive hangovers.'” She snorted at his next text, “'Aelin is pissed you ran off and got married without inviting her.'”

“Why did we invite Fenrys and not anyone else?” Elide asked.

“No fucking clue.”

She rolled her eyes before going back to the texts. “Aelin then writes 'I am so PISSED at you, Lochan, for not inviting me to your wedding! How can there be a ridiculous, Vegas wedding without ME involved....but congrats, I guess. I expect all the details once you and hubby sober up.'” Elide laughed, making a mental note to call Aelin after she has some coffee. “Then she sent a winky face and a bunch of eggplant and donut emojis.”

Lorcan grunted in acknowledgment.

“Aedion sends a thumbs up, and Lysandra writes 'My favorite part—besides Lorcan in a wedding veil, which will forever bring me joy—was when Elide talked about Lorcan’s dick.' And then more eggplant emojis.”

“Why are these people your friends?” Lorcan asked as he sat up again.

She laughed and caught the smirk on his face, “Don’t even try with that, Lochan,” she winked, “they’re your friends too.”

He rolled his eyes and snorted. “No, I am not going by Lorcan Lochan, no way.”

Elide laughed and got out of bed, finally noticing the piece of paper that had fallen to the floor. She picked it up and turned back towards him grinning.

“Lorcan Lochan, it has a certain ring to it.”

Lorcan just rolled his eyes but gave a small, resigned smile to his wife.

Wife.

Lorcan let a broad grin emerge as he thought about the diamond he had stashed in his sock drawer at home and realized that he’d get to replace the earring on Elide’s finger very soon.

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[incurablyromanticsblog]

Don't know how people are gonna feel about this but Loki should've been dealt with the way they dealt with Lucifer (from the Netflix show) I mean while the show straight up dismissed loki's feelings, lucifer netflix really showed us the natural and organic character growth with ups and downs while still maintaining the comic hilarity (WHICH WASNT AT THE EXPENSE OF THE MC). It's love interest and side characters are all original characters dealt as independent characters rather as brownie or plot points.

And the scenes that prompted me to think this?

1. Lucifer asking his Mazikeen to cut off his wings because he's moved past being a pawn in his father's 'Great Plan'. We could've had loki come to this conclusion and tell Mobius (who would've been an actual all out ally who was forced into doin lg what he did) that he no longer wanted any place in a land that hated him. (Once again like Lucifer calling the silver city hell)

2. Lucifer actually being the way he's supposed to be (angel of light, light bringer etc.) We could've had Loki act like the way he Actually Is. Not like how @iamnmbr3 so eloquently put it 'like larry the dumb lookalike'. We could've had Loki being stern yet having that air of sarcasm and wit that he had in his the films. His eloquence, his physical prowess (none of the falling flat on his face stuff, a lot of people talk about how he was trying not to hurt the people in ep 2 but srsly Loki would just immediately disarm them), and most of all his agency and refusal to cower or the pathetic attempts at lying.

3. Costumes. The lucifer netflix team had an extensive costume department that ironically pales in comparison to what disney is capable of but still we see Lucifer have a wide array of clothes and styles. Have Loki take the first chance to change his clothes. If he wants the 50s aesthetic have at it! he can wear the tuxedos and the nice leather. Or maybe change into some nice Viking-inspired leathers and battle armor. Have him as a pirate, or a knight or a cowboy. You're traveling through time good man! you can at least hit some of the cool spots.

4. In depth analysis of lucifer's mental health. the only episode of the Loki tv show I liked (loose term) is the first one cause it's the only one that gave a fraction of what we were promised: an insight into loki. That's it.

5. Lucifer's organic growth. This is self-explanatory. Loki watched one video and was good. Very good five stars. I understand that they only had six episodes but come-on. You could've had the subtle changes through out all the eps and lead to the big finish finally. With each episode focusing on certain aspects of Loki.

5. Lucifer's exploration of self-loathing. This deserves to be a separate point because Istg it was done so well. Basically lucifer messes up and he's faced with the hatred that's been conditioned into him (not unlike Loki) and then he learns what it is and actually tries to love himself. And not by kissing a female variant of himself (ew and also respect the gender fluid persons). He actually saw the good in him by reflecting and his actual good friends helping him.

6. Lucifer actually wanting to be good. Look Idc what shut mike waldron wrote, loki is not selfish when his whole arc has been doing things for asgard, thor, odin, frigga etc. We all know that New York was mind control, I do not know why it's being swept under the rug. But here's the thing, that self loathing I mentioned earlier is a huge part of Loki thinking he's some monster and intent on proving it.

7. Lucifer facing his 'devil-face'. Loki should've come to terms with his Jotun heritage. The TVA could've had a case in Jotunheim concerning the Royal Family and Loki could've seen the entirety of Jotunheim and it's people not just that most-likely war propaganda the Asgardians force-fed him. Maybe have him meet his siblings or better yet his mother. There's a very nice fic on A03 called Asgardian Galdr that deals with this beautifully.

8. Luicfer having a Breakdown and Crying: First off this happens gradually, his problems pile up etc etc. and he faces off his father and gets angry until he finally breaks down. And basically God says, "I'm sorry but i can't fix you," And Lucifer in all his grief and desperation asks, "But you're God,'. I know we talk a lot about Loki being made weak in the Show but that's specifically about him being made weak and helpless to make Sylvie seem like a stronger character (Don't get me started on the Sif and Narcissm scene istfg), But maybe seeing Loki try awkwardly to be good and near the finish of the show we see it blow up in some angsty way? only for some conversation like this to happen and have Loki understand that being good is something that is innate and something he already had the potential for all along. Maybe learn that he's not lawful good but as always the morally grey character we know him as. (Protector of misfits, god of outcasts i.e all the shit Marvel shat on) and rise as the God of Chaos and Stories against the rigid bonds of The TVA and essentially Kang.

9. Lucifer having a nice healthy romantic interest and relationship. Lucifer and Chloe's relationship is more often than not the main point of the show but no matter how much it is focused on it remains health, organic and not a weird allegory for something disgusting. Even if Sylvie weren't a Loki (once again ew) the whole dynamic was toxic. She constantly put him down, and invalidated his feelings (Sounds like Odin huh?) and guess what Loki fell in love with her after one day, one conversation of what love was and Mobius calling her his girlfriend (he also said that it was freakish and i agree). We could've had Sigyn sweet lord. (I'll make another post about this)

10. Lucifer's Sexuality. There is a whole episode in which Loki's paramours are getting murdered and they all vary from men to women to all that comes in between. And there's no shame, no offensive jokes. Have Loki flirt with dudes, i understand ms.karen that this is for children, don't worry the casual sex ;) was offscreen. Have Loki turn into a woman and flirt with woman cowards, maybe make some questionable remarks about horses (That make Sigyn laugh)

11. Lucifer's Powers: lemme sum up, Lucifer can, let's call it, use compulsion on people. He is known for his strength and prowess and abilites to grant favors. Have Loki shapeshift into animals, absolutely mauling people. Have him use his silver-tongue to coax people into making or changing history (Yes Brutus, Caesar is getting to be a bit much, say have you heard how sharp knives are?)

I'm pretty sure there's more that i can't remember rn. And here is one thing i would like to make very clear.

You are not bad for liking the show or hating it whatever. The problem is that the show framed a lot of bad things as good (Anything the TVA did, Mobius' torture session with Loki, the way Sylvie treated Loki only for them to become romantic partners, the Sylkie fiasco as it was offensive to genderfluid people and the bare fucking minimum of LGBTQ and POC rep). The show was also marketed specifically to make us think hey! Loki might actually be the main character only for it to blow up in our faces. We were also promised an actual plot rather than a constantly plot twisting concept that could've been worth something.

Also i'm still working on a Loki fic rn after which i will write a Loki(TV) Rewrite but unitil then ig.