#also. once again. adding it to the Broadway connection board i have in my brain

[noys-boise]

JOE LOCKE IN SWEENEY TODD???? FR?????

[ragnarachael]

the valiant arsonist — worry

Pairing: Loki x TVA Agent!Reader

Word Count: 2,273

Summary: You're not sure what to do with the new found information Loki's given you, and you meet what seems to be a new hire.

Note(s): this is part two of WHO KNOWS HOW MANY also the gif has nothing to do with the content of my fic,,,, i just love watching it and watched it for like.. 5 mins before adding it on here. (also shoutout to @klargreeves for their loki post about how he’s the reason behind Julius Caesar getting stabbed!! it’s mentioned briefly in this piece!) 

file no. 1 file no. 2 (you are here)

"You're going to what?" You asked suddenly, panic starting to flood through your veins. Loki just stayed still, the smirk on his face still evident as the sunlight from the singular window beamed down onto his pale skin.

"You heard me, darling," he stated. "I don't believe it needs repeating."

You tried to form words, but every time you opened your mouth, shock took over and made you silent.

"Be sure to keep that mouth shut, pet, or I'll readily find another use for it," Loki quipped from his seat, his smirk only growing as you recoiled in disgust from his comment.

"Why would you be burning this place to the ground?"

"Is it not obvious? Your team has captured me. I would rather be out in the world continuing my personal vendetta and not continue to be locked up in this Hel you deem as your place of work." You blinked at the God as you started to slowly stand from your seat. "I thought your kind were smarter than this."

"Well," you started, stepping around your chair to push it back in how you found it as you tried to ignore the gravity of his reply. "We are."

Loki scoffed out a laugh that definitely shook you to your core. "Now that, I beg to differ, darling. Just because you are simply a researcher does not mean you're knowledgeable."

To say that his comment hurt you would be an understatement.

"Stop with the nicknames. Just—Just stop," you demanded weakly, taking in a shaking breath as you tried to stand up straight, squaring your shoulders again. "Is there anything else you have planned?"

"Like I would tell you," Loki replied easily, the smirk finally going away to be replaced with a venomous smile.

You sighed quietly and found your hands rubbing your face for a moment.

"This has been... enlightening," you finally began, forcing a kind smile at Loki. "Thank you for your response, Loki. We'll be in touch."

You turned to leave before you could even get a reply, twisting the doorknob and pressing against the door again once you were on the other side, feeling like you could finally, finally breathe clean air.

Loki was quick to get under your skin and make you even more anxious about speaking with him than you were to begin with. Maybe that's what he had as powers.

Maybe.

Or, perhaps he was just a huge prick from some kind of family of Gods.

Regardless, you had little time for recovery as you could hear the radio's the security guards used coming from the opposite end of the hall. So, you pulled yourself together and made it seem like you were checking on the guards to see that they were back from their break.

After giving a brief welcome back to the men you smiled and walked back into the sea of desks, easily navigating to your own before looking through your small stack of files to dig up your research.

Loki's voice was still echoing in your head.

I'm going to burn this place to the ground.

It still made you shudder, even thinking about the smirks and smiles he gave you when you two conversed. Frankly, you could feel the hair on your arms standing up just thinking about it.

This also made you realize that no one noticed where you had gone. It was suspicious for sure. Everyone who worked at the TVA knew who was doing what at all times.

Maybe you were actually sneaky enough.

You grabbed a pen and started to manually write down everything you could remember from your visit with Loki, ignoring the painful scratch of the pen tip against the paper as your writing speed picked up.

Once you had finished transcribing the conversation in your notes, it finally crossed your mind that you were right.

Loki is planning something. And your director didn't believe you.

You could tell her, but that was at the cost of admitting how you got that information...

Or, you could just sit back and watch what would happen while the rest of the group figured a plan of attack to get Loki to talk and admit to his actions.

Sighing, you closed your research files and started to reach for the file that held all of Loki's time disturbances, deciding that you should brush up on the information and not actually believe anything this man says.

He is a criminal, afterall.

The manila folder was thick. Thicker than you remembered from the first time you had discovered the slight disruptions in the multiverse, and you wouldn't be too shocked if there was another folder to accompany the first one.

Upon opening the folder, you saw what little profiling the TVA had on Loki. It was stapled to the left side of the cardstock, all printed in black and white ink. Your eyes drifted to the technical mugshot that was taken of Loki the day you caught him and could feel fear starting to bubble in your stomach.

He had that devious smile as he stared right into the camera. Next to the mugshot was the simple basic identification questions, but next to race, place of birth, family, and species there were question marks followed by unknown.

At least you knew that he could most certainly be a God.

After eyeing the rest of the document, you turned your direction to the stack of papers that were attached to the right side of the folder, looking at the neon green sticky note on the top.

"All known time disturbances for inmate 60383," you easily read aloud off the sticky note before lifting the sheet it was stuck on to see another sheet full of images and handwritten descriptions. "Oh my god.."

You don't know how the pictures were taken or even who took the pictures (let's be realistic, it was probably the Chronomonitors up stairs), but it looked like the Theatre of Pompeii.

From 44 BC.

Your mind made the connections immediately, noticing the Greek architecture and the pictures varying with men of all sorts stabbing another man.

It was the Ides of March. Well—March 15th. The day Julius Caesar was stabbed 23 times.

Loki was behind that assassination, because of course he was.

As you continued in his files, you found that he was actually behind a lot of mishaps in history.

Including but not limited to: causing the French Revolution in 1789, The assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand—also the assassination of Alexander The Great's father—and many, many more things that just so happened to change history in the universe.

It was giving you a headache, learning everything he's accomplished in such a short time. It's like mischief was his job.

"Wait a second," you mumbled to yourself, twisting in your office chair slightly to click around on your computer screen to open a search engine. Once you opened the first search engine your mouse could find, you typed in Norse Mythology and waited for the screen to load. Your computer was taking ages, which let you have your eyes wander on your desktop before catching the time in the upper right hand corner of your computer screen.

It was 12:30 in the afternoon.

Cursing quietly you were quick to get up from your seat, almost forgetting to close the loading window of your search as you grabbed your jacket that you tossed on the corner of your desk forever ago when you came in at 6 this morning.

"Okay, jacket, wallet—" you let your hand slip into your back pocket, feeling the plastic edge of Travis's I.D. as you pulled it out of the pocket. You've never been faster to shove something deep within the confines of a random desk drawer, cursing as you grabbed your car keys in rapid succession before practically flying through the sea of desks provided by the TVA officials.

The elevator was... calming. In a way. Smooth jazz playing on the speakers followed by occasional dings that signified what floor you were passing.

Until you were stopped on the 13th floor of the building, a man stepped in. He was tall, short dirty blond curls resting pristinely on his head. His hair actually looked to be borderline auburn thanks to the lighting in this metal deathtrap, you noted. You also noticed he was dressed up in an almost similar get up as you were that researchers were required to wear in the office.

The two of you gave awkward yet kind smiles to each other as he stepped in, hands in his jean pockets.

"Uh, what floor?" You asked softly, gesturing to the panel you were standing close to. The man glanced at the board.

"Same floor as you," he replied with the same tone.

He had an accent. A british accent. He reminded you of someone from Earth-199999, and you couldn't put your finger on it.

All you did was nod in reply before letting your hands go into your jacket pockets, redirecting your gaze to the elevator doors as the beeping started to continue as you passed floors.

After passing floor ten, you started to actually look closely at the man.

His jawline looked like it was structured by some higher power, and if you were to try and even touch you'd have cut something open. His stubble dusted over the sharp edges, though. It looked a lot softer than it might if he were clean shaven—which with the policies in the TVA, would be soon—and frankly, you'd like to see it.

It's almost like he looked like—

"Tom Hiddleston!" You exclaimed, finally making the connection in your brain.

"I beg your pardon?" The stranger asked, turning his head to look at you.

"Sorry, it's just," you started, laughing awkwardly, "you look a lot like this famous actor from Earth-199999. Tom Hiddleston."

"Oh," he started while shifting on his feet, seeming to step closer to you. "He's in that one show on Broadway, isn't he?"

"Yeah, uh, Betrayal I think it's called? I can't remember. It's been ages since I've looked at those files from that case forever ago."

There was a brief pause between the two of you before you took a breath and decided to introduce yourself, holding out your hand as you tried to relay your name without the awkward tone you still had in your voice.

The man smiled again and let one of his hand out of his pocket to shake your own. "Jonathan."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, not Tom Hiddleston—"

"Don't start that," Jonathan groaned playfully, the both of you sharing a laugh. "Are you part of Director Love's team?"

You nodded as you recovered from giggling in your corner of the elevator. "Yeah."

"She's really a piece of work."

"Yeah, but she gets her missions done," you replied easily, looking up at Jonathan. "Are you with Director Wilson?"

Jonathan looked confused for a moment before shaking his head, "no, no. Director Mills."

"Ah. Heard he's a tough guy."

"He's like the drill sergeant I've never had."

The two of you shared a laugh again before a comfortable silence took over the space. The jazz music seemed to have stopped playing now, which confused you slightly before Jonathan spoke up again.

"I don't mean to be rude or.. or break the rules, but what's your current mission about? Isn't it with that Loki guy?"

You hesitated for a moment. Why would you tell Jonathan anything about your mission? You've never seen him around before, let alone get told about him period. He seemed like a new hire. Newer than you.

That alone made you want to slam one of the buttons on the elevator wall so you could get off to avoid this whole topic.

And yet, you nodded, still under his curious gaze as you took a deep breath.

"Yeah. Inmate 60383. He's.. He's, well," you exhaled uneasily, letting out a weak laugh, "he's definitely something."

Jonathan didn't seem to like that answer enough.

"Something? What is that meant to mean?" He sounded like he was offended on Loki's behalf. You couldn't help the look you gave the man. It was a mix of confusion and offense.

"If you tried to interrogate him, you'd get it." You let out a sigh as you could feel the tension rise between the two of you, the elevator finally getting to the first floor of the building. The usual automated voice rung out in the metal box, announcing arrival to the first floor before the doors opened.

You were quick to get out, Jonathan following behind as he called your name. He probably noticed he struck a chord with his question.

Luckily, you were the only two in the main lobby of the TVA building as he kept trying to get your attention.

You grabbed the handle to the doors that led to the parking lot, turning around to look at Jonathan who seemed to look apologetic as he said your name one final time.

"I-I'm sorry for my comment. Really. I just want to know more about Inmate 60..."

"60383," you finished for him, part of you thinking you should be feeling skeptical about this whole situation.

"Yeah. 60383."

"Well," you started, letting your hand fall from the door handle, "I can't tell you anything, it's protocol. And I'd like to keep my job."

And with that, you threw open the main door to the building and walked out to the parking lot to head to your car and finally meet up with Travis for lunch.

[minrazinc]

My personal experience with Shatner part 4

ok I will just copy and paste from my old post in his fan club Facebook group, because I’m lazy to write another one. :) It was later October last year. 

Because of Sandy and Dave's suggestions, I guess I really could write something down to share this amazing experience, of seeing his Shatner's World for three times for the past three days.

Probably lots of self-related nonsense and poor English writing. Not a serious review or something, just a fan's perspective. Please bear with me.

Compared to many of you, I'm still quite new-ish...Only when STB came out and I decided to give it a shot did I finally find out and become obsessed about this great franchise, and came to know about this great man. I read his autobiographies, one by one, and completely attracted by his rich life experience and colorful personality. I can say it is his uniqueness that leads me to explore more about Star Trek not the other way around.

Ok so as I read about his life, I got to know his classic background and theatre experience. I'm a total theatre geek by the way. It's also something that's not very popular from where I come from, so when I finally found it out I became obsessed. So that part of him connecting to my other love excite me. I got to know his Shatner's World project and all I can think about day by day is I wish he could do it again. Or if I can travel back in time to see his touring in 70s, or to 50s seeing him do The World of Suzie Wong, that could work too! Some times before he announced this year's tour, when I went to Broadway, I even walked around Music Box and said to my self: please please come back again.

And guess what? Boom! He did! Do you have some magic power that can make my wishes come true, Bill?

So I carefully watch all 7 theatre's news, seeing them when to sell tickets, planning my journey, and so on. Most of them were settled in May and June. I planned to see all 7 performances at first, but I only bought 5 tickets, plus one for my friend at the end. Well in reality I only made it to 3. Planning can never catch up with changes, can it?

I also can't drive, and his touring is around Missouri, where the transportation you can just imagine. I think I can manage to go to three cities is quite magical already, not to see I found places to stay, have food... kind of remind me of his hitch riding experience before he went to college? Something he said when he talked about this experience really touched deeply in my heart, that is "you can never learn more than when you're on a trip and don't know the destination." I can really feel that, since I think I'm right in such situation. From the second performance to the third, Overland Park, some of my planning went wrong, I almost imitate him, making a board saying "student...seeing the US", standing on the road to see if someone could kindly take me for a ride or something. (Nah...just kidding)

But after all, I did see him, in theatre, on stage, doing his best, which makes everything worth , that's the most important part. Before I could actually walk into that theatre, I was thinking how would his one man show be different from panels at conventions, since both are he talks about himself. When I actually see it, I got my answer, completely different. Shatner's World is staged, written, designed and he's playing the role of Shatner, sort of, in my opinion, while at conventions he's more about himself. Do I enjoy him playing Shatner, aka another level of himself? Of course! I think "Shatner" could probably be my favorite role of his.

When the show was about to start, the intro music of TOS plays. In three shows I watched, audience at different cities had different reactions. At Johnson county community college, the audience was really exited as the music starts, and that kind of worship feeling is really exited for me as well.

Many of stories he talks in the show are in "Up Till Now", so I'm quite familiar with, but still very happy to see him actually act it out, like coco the gorilla story, and him seeking rats, and anecdotes with his parents. I remember just reading those words was already extremely enjoyable, and always gave me better mood for the day, never could imagine see him actually perform it could be way more pleasant.

One of the moments that left me with great impression is his recall of those days in Stratford. I really like his Transformed Man, mainly because of the classic literature part he did in the recording, especially Henry V's "Once more unto the breach" speech, which I think is so suitable for Captain Kirk, and all the classic heroism type of personality deep within him. I always thought I could be so satisfied if one day I could see him do it live.

And guess what? He did! Again Bill you definitely are wish satisfier! Magical!

I was so amazed by the power came from him, both for Henry V and Tambourine the Great, though he just did for a few words, but grabs everyone's attention in the room. The audience just suddenly became absolutely silent, like they don't believe what just happened and their brain stopped working. And  at that moment, Bill was very complacent, he would utilize that silence and said "yeah and the audience at that time was just...silent. " And everyone in the room follows his lead, without any extra noice, normally.

I said normally, because you couldn't control everything, even for Bill. At the third performance, in Overland Park, someone unfortunately coughs at that supposedly "absolutely silent" moment. Bill added "No one coughs." The audience just suddenly burst into huge laughter. "And no one laughs! " Bill pretended to be a little angry. Everybody just laughed more hardly, including me of course, and I probably was the one laughed the hardest at that moment, because I knew this is outside their script, and Bill just improvised. I was so happy to finally see what his improvisation looks like, and his casual interaction with the audience as well. I like his stories about Suzie Wong so much, mainly because of the way he used his improvisation to save the show. I think he's so genius on this part, so every time he did it it's like a treasure for me.

He did the show differently every day. I saw many of my favorite shows multiple times, but never have I saw one like his that never bored me, and made me feel like I'm seeing it for the first time every day. I think Omaha is his first during this tour, so he's fully charged and really passionate, even his speaking speed is faster than usual. From first to second, Omaha to Branson, staff told us he drove there, which almost needs for 6 hours? I experienced it so I know how tired he's supposed to be, but on stage he's just still energetic as usual, like Superman! Or at least have a Vulcan's strength. He's so professional and so passionate about what he's doing, and I could feel that, which made me feel the same way as well. But I don't think the audience in Branson is as great as the other two. Many came late. Though in  recording announcement Bill emphasized not to use any recording device, but there were still many people take out their phone. But that doesn't bother him (yeah he wouldn't shout at the audience like when he's in Suzie Wong's days. Shame). In Branson's performance, he and his cute co-chair had a little argument, so his good partner almost threw him off ground, which is quite dangerous. And the audience had some worried sound as well. He just smiled and took care of this little incident easily "these chairs, they don't work the same do they?" Everyone laughed, and he changed a position to make sure of his own safety. I noticed at the third performance this thing didn't happen again.

Because he probably had a good rest at Friday night, and the distance between Overland Park and Branson is not crazy as between Branson and Omaha, also the audience in Overland Park was great, he's amazing again on Saturday. Besides the little improv on "silent" part, another little incident happened at the end. He missed the first lines in "real", but he catched up perfectly with the rhythm again. I'm sure anyone who never heard of this song wouldn't notice any problems. Lol.

So...even though this is not my first time seeing him, as I said I have some weird obsession with theatre. Seeing him in a theatre is still a dreamy experience for me, because of what he wrote and talked about his great days in theatre, like suzie wong, like Henry V, which indicate his colorful personality so well. So when I finally got to see it, as one of thousands audience sitting there, seeing him doing those imitations, comedic performances, classic performance, seeing him being silly, being poignant, and even feeling his casual eye contact, it's really a spiritual experience for me, exactly what's like for him when he's with his "stealing motorcycle" or horse. To be more sentimentally exaggerated, theatre is my cathedral and I got to see a God there.

And I had two photo opps with him. I’m satisfied with the first but not so much with the second. However, after I left the theatre after the third show, I tweeted him about how much I enjoyed it and I love him improv that night. He replied to me asking if I was following him, with an amusing emoji. Even though he replied to me so many times I couldn’t even remember, and I know it’s not a big deal, he likes to interact with people on twitter, I was still super exited that night, ‘cause his tweet was showing like, somehow he recognized me at that moment. And it feels sooooo good to actually to show the actor your praise for his work. More to that, after he ended his tour last year, and like a month or so passed, he came to our fanclub Facebook group (not the official one which is much larger), read my post, and “likes” it. I know I’m bad in English, and that just makes me both embarrassed and hysterical. When your favorite actor read your “review” of the show, is there anything more wonderful than that? 

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

That’s the end of it, for now. Look forward to TWOK screening in March :)