#asgard is so pretty

[divine-knight-hand]

To this day, I still think about Loki in that Hyundai commercial…

And, yes, I made that gif. 🫣

[lysreadsbookssometimes]

My favorite Riordanverse Headcanon

Is the GROUP CHAT (TM)

You have greek, roman, norse and egyptian thingys just running around and getting tangled up more and more, so I imagine them just having a big group chat between all the main guys to figure stuff out.

Spoilers

Percy: *picture* I just saw this guy while waiting in line at starbucks, what is it and can anyone else deal with it I'm running late for school Magnus: Yeah that would be a [Name] Samirah: I'm in the Area gimme a sec

Sadie: We just found this thing, it's not ours but probably deadly, please come pick it up Thalia: I'm sending over some huntresses, that stuff needs capable hands

Alex: @ Annabeth something is wrong with the stuff you left at Chase Space and the thing swirling around it is yelling in greek so that is not my problem, come take care of it Annabeth: I'm in class. In San Francisco. I can't come to Boston, deal with it yourself. Alex: Nope, I dealt with that dwarf in your dads garden last week its your turn Nico: If you stop spamming my phone I'll take a look

Hazel: A few of my people are being held hostage by something covered in hieroglyphs, we'd like assistance please Carter: Ah yeah thats been happening lately, we'll send someone over

[wanderingmind867]

"Maybe…" I said, self conscious as all eyes turned toward me. "I dunno…We could come up with a more secure place to keep him, at least? Like - I'm just thinking aloud here - a maximum-security prison with actual guards? And chains that aren't made from the intestines of his sons? Or, you know, we could just avoid the intestine thing altogether…"

Odin chuckled, like I was a puppy that had learned a new trick. "Magnus Chase, you and your friends have acted bravely and nobly. Now you must leave matters to the gods. We cannot change Loki's punishment in any meaningful way. We can only restore it to what it was, so that the great sequence of events leading to Ragnarok will be held in check. At least for now."

Rick…what!? Everything after this line is actually okay, so this is the last really horrible part of the book. But still. What the hell, rick!? Loki has to go back to his acid cave with the chains? Why!? Don't give me that crap about it being the way things are! Even gods can change and acknowledge the inhumanity of a punishment. This was a step too far, plain and simple. And I will not accept this ending. Not in any way, shape or form. For me, i'm just going to assume magnus' proposal was accepted, and loki and sigyn live in a maximum security prison cell together. If you gave loki nice conditions, he probably wouldn't want ragnarok. Just being honest.

[phoenixmuses]

For Valentines ask:

Confession, flowers, be my valantine, smooshes, love letter, and diner for loki please

♡ Valentine's Inbox Memes

The God had been planning this out for weeks now. While he typically didn't partake in the Midgardian celebration of Valentine's Day, he knew that a particular mortal he had been growing fond of had been looking forward to the date. Taking the opportunity to delve further into the traditions and customs of the holiday, he found himself a tad inspired, head swimming in the plethora of cards, candies, decorations, and romantic gestures. He had always been a little... theatrical, even perhaps a bit eccentric, and Steve didn't seem to mind — to which he used that to his advantage.

When the opportunity arose, he slipped away to Midgard, leaving an invitation upon Rogers' bed, requesting to meet at a private location when Valentine's Day arrived, with the words, "I would very much like you to be my Valentine, if you'll have me." Loki had spent time pouring over a love letter to give him, re-reading and re-writing it countless times until he was satisfied with its contents. He conjured up a bouquet of lillies, speckled and shimmering, something unique to Asgard — symbolically, a piece of himself to give to Steve — and placed them in a vase nearby the table they were to dine at. Once he had set up the decor, the God focused on their meal.

When the blond arrived, the table had been set with their main course, the finest Midgardian red wine, grapes, strawberries, and a small heart shaped cake to split for dessert. There were taper and vanilla-scented candles, wine glasses, a small teddy bear with a heart, and a few floral pieces for decoration. Soft music played, a mix of love songs from the past few decades offering a calm and sweet ambiance. The letter he had written for him was propped against the bouquet he had placed off to the side.

The trickster wore an ebony suit, tailor made and befitting of the atmosphere he had painted. Part of him felt a bit nervous, as though he might reject the affectionate display. However, the evening went off without a hitch and the two of them found themselves sharing stories, laughter, and a good meal. Once dessert had been finished, Loki knew it was now or never.

Moving a bit closer, his hand found its way to his lower back in a tender gesture, drawing Steve's attention to him. A small smile formed on his face, a subtle glimmer of hope dancing in Loki's demeanor as he observed the mortal before him. Leaning forward so that they were mere inches apart, he hesitated, giving the blond a moment to pull away if he so wished to. But, when he stayed still, the God gradually closed the distance and captured his lips in a tentative but decided kiss, his other hand lifting to cup his cheek.

His heart swelled with affection for the man beneath his touch, a rare warmth stirring in his chest. After a long moment, they broke away from one another. "I've been thinking lately," he began a bit softer than usual, his voice low and charming. "There are a lot of Midgardians, although none quite like yourself. I find myself enjoying our time together, and..." Loki paused, his eyes flickering over the soldier's expression before he continued, "I think that there may be something more here than mere cordial company."

[tangyyrine]

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[worstloki]

Thor 1 has so much banger dialogue and visuals that are that way because of the very specific context they’re in and I love that for them despite all the tilted angle shots 💯✨👍

[bugwolfsstuff]

The want to write the gods being absouletly down right terrifying but i have 38 W.I.Ps plus homework i should probably be doing

But Dark Dionysus, Dark Aphrodite. Dark Frey. DARK HERMES (how i will do that last one i have no clue cus the scariest thing he really has is being a psychopomp)

I need to write

[samamimomu]

I drew him during class!

[tyrannuspitch]

here's a headcanon i've only just consciously realised i have:

whether it actually exists or not, mcu valhalla is meant to look like you expect: golden halls and courtyards where the warriors can endlessly feast and find glory in battle.

but mcu hel(heim) is meant to look like a battlefield after the battle is won. empty ash and mud and wasteland. mist, or smoke, or smog, or acid rain. visible decay that never cycles back to feeding new life. maybe traces of unidentifiable ruins or bones. hel is where those who died "without honour" go, the pointless deaths, the innocents, and so the supposed honour and glory are never visible there.

hel is where the enemies of asgard will (allegedly) one day rise up from - all the people they fed into the meat-grinder of their empire, all the women and children, the commoners and collateral damage, the so-called barbarians and slaves - and they can see that empire for the utterly bleak and pointless evil it is, and they're villainised for it. "the monstrous hordes of the undead". the ghosts on a nation's guilty conscience.

some of the monsters asgardians tell their children about are living, but the worst of them, the true existential threat, are the innocent people they haven't murdered yet. and the constant fear/shame of not dying well is only the fear of becoming one of them.

[teh-nos]

the two extremes of loki fanfiction:

fetishising his social status and making him the Hot CEO (lolwhut) in a story, often with a frankly bizarre habit of casting characters of equal status (Thor & Sylvie, for instance) into lower class positions because... reasons? This is a bit more justifiable for Sylvie except most of these things don't make her homeless or genuinely living in a precarious situation, they make her lower middle class at 'worst' and also we'll all just ignore that she's otherwise literally a princess.

everyone treating him like he is unimportant and lacking in influence and can be casually picked on by basically anyone, like he can't just have the W4 flogged if they get too annoying. i would put this one down to focussing too much on Loki's view of things in the first Thor movie, which is that if you're not the heir to the throne you don't matter, which misses the fact that this is a very blinkered view and objectively wrong. this lad is pretty much guaranteed (unless he were to somehow fuck it all up...) to only increase in power and influence over time. fandom treating him like a poor little match-child with his face pressed sadly to the glass, staring in at the warmth of a fire when he cannot afford even a single lump of coal, is fucking baffling to me.

[magstorrn]

not the asgard section of ac valhalla being the reason i finally start liking sigurd

[wanderingmind867]

Loki is like Set from the Kane Chronicles, to me. They're both incredibly chaotic and clever, but I'd never go so far as to say they're evil. And besides, Loki's really hard to hate. He's stuck to a rock with acid dripping down onto his face, I believe. He's in constant agony. If he hates the other gods, it's really no wonder. I'd hate them too. This is sort of like the Prometheus or Atlas story with the greeks.

Of course Atlas and Prometheus hate the gods, they've been forced into cruel and unusual punishment for all of time. Atlas holds up the skies, feeling the literal weight of the world on his shoulders. Prometheus is chained to a rock with eagles constantly eating him. If these two hate the gods, it's really not surprising. It's honestly something I completely expect. I still think Luke and Kronos were the worst villians ever, but I at least understand why Prometheus and Atlas were in on it. And I understand why Loki might hate the other norse gods.

Let me just phrase this in a way that befits something involving ethics: I don't think cruel and unusual punishment is ever justifiable as a crime deterrent. And I think the gods probably need to learn that, or else the cycles of hate and war are just going to continue. Same to real world politics too, but I don't want to lose any goodwill by wading into politics on here. But I will insist that capital punishment (and especially cruel and unusual versions of said punishments) is wrong.

[pixelpaladin24]

I've been officially in 2024 for 33 minutes and it's great so far 😁

Happy new year to all of you again!!

[jokerislandgirl32]

Loki Hair Flip has me seeing hearts 😍😍😍😍😍😍!

LOKI | 2x01 "Ouroboros"

[thedeathlysallows]

18+ possessive!Bucky that likes to beg. what else is there to say really? lol

"Well? What do you think?" You do a little spin, the fabric of the dress twirling around you. Your smile is absolutely beaming as you smooth your hands over your new gift. "Thor said it's traditional Asgardian clothes worn on Eostre. The Spring Equinox."

Bucky swallows thickly, unsure how to answer your question. The dress is made from a pale pink fabric that's so thin there's no inch of you left to the imagination. Each of your curves are accentuated beautifully. If the way his cock stirs in his pants is any indication then he certainly likes it, but the idea of anyone else seeing you in this dress has him turning a little green. Jealousy rages in his gut, nasty and mean.

"Buck?" And you're suddenly so self conscious as you say his name that Bucky wants to kick himself. Your bright smile wavers slightly and you blink back tears. "Oh, it looks bad, doesn't it? I told Thor it wouldn't fit me the same as women in Asgard but he wouldn't listen-"

"You look beautiful, doll. Really." Bucky finally manages to find his voice in the midst of your rambling. He wraps his fingers around your wrist and tugs until you fall into his lap. "Did Thor get to see you?"

You shake your head, cheeks heating up in a shy blush. "No. Only you."

You're damn right only me, Bucky wants to say.

And so he does.

He says it and watches the way your breath catches in your throat while your thighs clench together reflexively. Your fingers grip the front of his Henley for dear life as his metal hand crawls under the hem of your pretty dress and strokes your bare skin. Heat rolls off Bucky in waves, all but consuming you.

"Spread your legs for me, sweetheart," Bucky purrs in your ear. You're quick to do as he says, earning a low moan from him. "Oh, good girl."

Bucky slips a finger between your folds, finding your clit and rubbing soft circles. You jerk at the initial sensation before relaxing into his familiar touch. He's always so good to you. So eager to please. Your head falls onto his shoulder while he plays with you, teasing you until you're a whimpering mess in his lap.

"That's my girl." Bucky kisses your forehead, trailing his lips to your neck where he bites down over and over. Not hard enough to break the skin, but enough that there will be a mark by the time he's finished. "My beautiful girl."

You whine out his name and a small, "please."

He grins widely. "Do you need something?"

"Buckyyy..."

"C'mon, use your words like a good girl and maybe I'll let you have what you want." Bucky takes this opportunity to sink two fingers inside your slick cunt, pumping them in and out of you slowly. He loves the way you squeal and squirm on top of him.

You bite down on his shoulder, muffling a loud moan. "You know what I want."

A laugh rumbles through his chest, sending vibrations all through your body. "Then take it, doll."

He lifts his hips enough for you to tug the waistband of his pants and boxers down, hard cock slapping against his stomach. You're practically drooling at the sight, desperate to have him inside you. Bucky, reading every emotion that flits across your face, grips your hips as you sink down on him. He watches in pure awe as he disappears inside you inch by inch.

"Oh, fuck, you're so good to me." Bucky buries his face in your tits, licking and kissing at the skin your dress leaves exposed. "So good."

Bucky could stay like this forever with his cock buried deep inside you. He means every word he says about how good you are. How absolutely perfect you are. Because he loves you.

He loves you.

So.

Fucking.

Much.

"Please let me cum inside you," he begs softly in a sharp contrast to the way the tip of his dick pounds against your cervix as you bounce in his lap. "Please, sweetheart, please... oh, God, you feel so fucking good..."

"Bucky... yes..." You all but sob out the two words, pleasure curling tightly in your belly before washing over your body leaving you tingling all over.

Bucky lets out a broken moan before spilling inside you. He holds you in place, making sure you get every single drop.

Fuck, you're such a good girl.

Bucky can't get enough.

[multific]

Gifts and Cake

Emperor Geta x Reader

Summary: Your marriage was arranged but your love for each other was not.

Marrying him was not in your favour.

He took a liking to you at one of your father's parties and now, you were his wife.

Emperor Geta truly showed his other side to you.

While people saw a raging crazy man, he was kind and sweet with you.

An unmerciful ruler, but a kind husband.

He always made sure you had everything you wanted. 

And as your birthday approached, he came to you during the day.

Bursting into the room you currently sat, reading and eating fruit.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, My Darling Wife, I wish to know what it is that your heart desires?" his question was so sudden you froze for a moment.

"I believe I have everything because I have you, My Husband. But I do know you and you mean gifts, I simply wish for cake, you know my love for sweets and if it's not too much a new pet." you ended up saying.

"A pet? What kind? A tiger or lion perhaps?"

"No, nothing like that, I simply wish for a healthy kitten." 

"A kitten. Why a cat if I may I ask?" you watched as his face filled with confusion.

"I adore them, and I wish for a small companion to be with me when you can't." His eyes lit up at your words and a smile spread on his lips.. 

"My Sweet Darling!" he kissed your hand before darting out of the room you smiled at his actions. 

He left just as he arrived.

—-

The next morning came, you woke up to your husband missing from his side of your bed, but soon, he entered with servants.

All carried presents for you.

"My Love! This day is special, we celebrate your birth after all! To show my love for you, these are all presents from me." 

"Thank you!" you smiled as the servants placed all gifts around you and left, leaving you and your husband who eagerly watched you and waited for your reaction.

You began with a smaller box, it had a beautiful new ring inside.

"To match my own." Geta spoke up and you looked at him, seeing his hand you noticed the same ring on his pinky. 

"I really like it. Thank you."

You looked at all the presents which included a lot of different jewellery, dresses and sweet things.

"I really liked everything, Geta. Thank you." you smiled as he waved a finger at you.

"Not everything. Of course, we will hold a party tonight, there will be cake as I promised and I still have one gift for you." 

The entire day went by pretty usual.

During the evening as promised, there was a party held in your honour.

You had so many sweets and enjoyed the songs. Your husband was there as you laughed and enjoyed yourself.

Caracalla was another pleasant surprise with his lovely gift. He arranged for you and Geta a lovely bath in a popular bathhouse.

But most importantly, your husband finally gave you your last gift. 

"As promised, My Empress, your new pet. Name him as you please." a beautiful white kitten sat in Geta's arms. Such a small and gentle being.

You stood up from your seat and your husband handed you the kitten.

"Thank you, My Love. I'm very happy. Today has been the happiest." you said with a smile and a kiss to your husband's lips.

"It is only the beginning, we still have much wine to drink and we will head to our chambers." he whispered the last part into your ears, and you smiled at him once more.

"I truly love you, Geta."

"And I love you, My Empress." 

You sealed your love with a kiss.

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