#gain a little more understanding Loki

[hope-is-hard]

SEASON 1, pompeii date

Loki: LETS HAVE FUN!

Mobius: LOKI, NO

SEASON 2, chicago date

Mobius: LETS HAVE FUN!

Loki: MOBIUS, NO

[mountkennedie]

Remember You

Loki x fem!reader

warnings: A N G S T but fluff at the end and like 1 swear word

Summary: You have known Loki since before, during, and after Thanos' torture

Word Count: 1.9k

A.N. Okay I hadn't seen Loki s2 yet for most of this so this is mainly from my own sick little brain. I think this is the saddest thing I have ever written. Enjoy! :)

Life was so simple when you both were just teenagers. Running around Asgard, playing jokes on unsuspecting kin. Practicing magic with Loki's mother, he was always so gifted. You tried as hard as you could but still couldn't fully grasp certain techniques. It didn't matter to him. He helped you gain strength in what you could do.

Those are the memories you held onto on nights like these. When the knowledge of his death would refresh itself in your mind. You still will not completely understand why he fell from the Bifrost. You wanted to hold Odin accountable, but you were merely a best friend of a prince, nothing more to your name. So you stayed up at night, making and remaking the same tricks he had shown you many years ago.

Soon, another dawn came, and you finished out another sleepless night. The circles under your eyes were only growing darker, but you did not pay it much mind.

"Lady Y/n," Thor called. You turned and faced the prince. "I have news you may like to hear."

~

"And you are sure? ...he lives?"

"Indeed," Thor placed a strong hand on your shoulder. He had a faint smile on his face for just a moment, but then it faded. "I wish my news could be completely good. However, though my brother lives, he is currently rampaging Midgard. I am being sent to bring him back home."

Your joy had overcame every sense. It took a moment to process the rest of what Thor had told you. But once it did, your face fell just the same, "He's what?"

"He has currently killed eighty-one people over the course of two days, Lady Y/n."

You did not want to believe it. You couldn't. Of course, Loki has gone too far before, but this was not of his nature. "That does not sound like him." You took a pause and looked at Thor with a very stern expression, "Bring him back to me."

"I will do what I can." With that, he left, and you sank to the floor. A part of you wanted to rejoice due to him still being a part of this world, but you knew it would be joy misplaced. He was currently terrorizing a planet. What can one say to that?

~

You visited Heimdall as often as you could. To checking on Loki as much as possible. The feeling of denial you originally bestowed upon him was confirmed one afternoon.

"The prince does not look the same to me as he always has. A veil is shielded over him."

Since that was observed, you held onto it like a strand of life. It provided you rest you terribly needed and slight solace until he was returned. The restlessness did indeed return, however. When the realization that someone had to have overcame the prince's strong will to make him do their bidding. The thought reclaimed the worry over your soul, and your small moment of 'peace' was over.

~

He is being returned today. You were not supposed to be anywhere near the Bifrost, as any civilian. But you were still as close as possible, which meant you were inside the castle walls. You had to conceal yourself behind a column as they entered. Your heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. However, just like before, that joy was abandoned upon seeing Loki in chains.

You came out of your place of concealment when they had walked past you. You quickly flew to the throne room, where Loki was to be charged.

When you reached the doors, you were held back. "No civilians are allowed beyond this point," you were told by the guard.

"Allow her in," the voice of his mother. You turned and made eye contact with her, then curtsied. She came up to you and held onto your arm. She gave a quick squeeze and a weak smile. You both entered together and stood beside Odin.

"Why has she accompanied you?" He spoke in a sour tone. He did not care to even look in your direction.

"She has a right to be here," The Allmother responded. Odin dropped the matter, and a guard had entered the room.

"He is outside the doors, your majesty."

"Send him in." The guard nodded and turned. He left for a moment, and you noticed the queen inhaled deeply and fixed her posture.

The doors opened, and you held your breath. The sounds of the shackles echoed around the room. You felt your eyes grow heavy in tears, but you knew not to let even one drop. Odin showed no emotion on his throne, as if the man before him was not his own son.

"I really don't see what all the fuss is about." That's him. Your Loki, not that being on Midgard that hurt all those innocent people. His words flowed as they always had, but just like always, Odin was unaffected.

He made a remark to his mother. But once his eyes fell upon you, in that one moment, his confidence was struck. They remained on you for a moment more before continuing his charade with the king.

When the sentence was carried out, he looked for once, defeated. He looked to his mother, then to you one last time. Then, it was promptly removed from the throne room and into the dungeons.

~

A month has passed now. You finally learned the different times and schedules of the guards and were able to make a plan to get around them. With the lack of the Allmother's word, you were restricted entry just as before. But today, you were ready to strike once again.

Every other Tuesday at 3:45 pm, the guards will take a break. The break itself was unauthorized. However, you appreciated the obstruction to the rule since it gave you time. Once out of ear shot of the guards, you opened to heavy doors leading to the prisons beneath the kingdom.

The smell hit you first. A wave of different creatures, all perspiring in unity with one another. Your cloak, worn to conceal your identity, could only do so much in masking the odor. You had no clue which cell he would be in, but you believe the worst was behind you. With quick strides, the hunt began.

Should I ask for directions? you thought. Of course not! You are in the dungeons of Asgard not the village market! In your defense, the place was a maze. Crafted to confuse an inmate incase of its escape.

You continued on a few paces before turning a corner. Something caught your eye. Something was sticking out amongst all the other inmates. You followed that alluring feeling up to the cell you'd been looking for.

His back was faced to you, but you noticed upon you walking towards him. He looked up. "Has my mother sent a new morsel to keep me entertained?" He faced you with mock amusement. "Who are you supposed to be?"

You reached up and removed the hood from your head. His face changed from amused to confounded. He grew close to the wall, separating you two. "Is this some sort of trick? Who was put up to this?"

You took a moment to gather your words. "What do you mean? Do you not believe I have come?" Your voice was frail. You were not expecting this reaction from him at all.

"I believe the one that currently sits on the throne will stop at nothing to pin to the bottom of misery itself." He leaned down to get closer to your eye level, though the barrier still blocked you both. "And what have you got to prove you are not another game for me to lose?" His voice was cold. A part of you wanted to ask what Odin did to make him lose trust in everything before him. However, that was not what he wanted to hear right now.

You sucked in a breath and then held out your hand. You conjured a purple snake with green spots. The image you would always match with his green snake with purple spots. This was what he taught you about how to make one warm summer night.

When the memory was triggered, Loki nearly threw himself on the shield. Instead, he fell to his knees and got to the edge of the cell. "(Y/n)... oh (Y/n)... how did you even get in here?"'

"I snuck in. It took much more planning than you would have thought," Though he was still in captivity, you couldn't help but smile as you saw him. And most importantly, he saw you.

He shook his head, "I've missed you. But you shouldn't be here. I don't want," he looked around the room, "them to know of you too much."

"I know, but -" You heard a scuffle. "Shit, how long has it been? I think the new guards have been appointed. I have to go." You sped off, and from behind, you heard Loki hit the glass, then groan in pain. But you swore to yourself to return for him again.

~

So much had happened in the span of a month. Frigga was dead. Loki broke out of jail, and you, with your help, Thor, Jane, and him, made it to the other realm. After your part of the plan was complete, you were to return to Asgard and help defend it from any dark elves that could attack.

But now the three of them were supposed to return. You looked out, waiting to see Loki accompanying Thor. But we were met with only the older brother. When he crossed into the palace, you approached him.

He beat you to ask your question with an answer. "I regret to inform you that once more, my brother will not be returning home."

You didn't know if you thought it or screamed it, but the overwhelming feeling of dread was all you could express. How could this happen again? You had just gotten him back.

~

Odin was not acting like Odin. You could be losing yourself in grief and seeing your former- friend- everywhere. It was strange. You knew Odin was acting out of character, but to say he was acting like Loki was bold. Even for you.

So, it led you to confront the king after one of the plays had finished. "Allfather. I would like to request an audience." What you did not expect was for the king to accept.

The pair of you went into the palace, and there you confronted him. "This may come off as strange but -"

"I can't." You looked at him with a confused expression. "I can't keep lying. To you." The appearance of Odin melted away to reveal your former lov- friend. You didn't respond at first. Just stared, astonished.

"Please say something," he pleaded. Instead, you slapped him clean across the face. "I see how I deserve that." You brought him into your arms and held onto him close. The tears in my eyes overflowing down my face.

"Why didn't you tell me? At least me?" Your words were strung out slurred slightly. You just kept repeating your question, and he held you for a while until your breathing calmed down.

"I wanted to tell you. I wanted to explain everything to you. I wanted it all to be clear as day, especially for you. But I couldn't just yet. I needed to -"

You pulled back. "Wait," you interrupted, "If you're playing Odin. Then where's the real one?"

"Midgard."

"Loki..." you facepalmed.

"But he is being taken care of. They have these homes that take care of those who are later in life. He's fine," his voice was rushed.

You sighed and rested your head on his chest. "Don't die on me again. Or at least tell me when you plan to? I don't know. But whatever you do just," you look him in the eyes, "don't leave me again."

"I won't." If only that were true.

A.N. Hope this broke you the way it broke me lol

[mimisempai]

Lokius dynamic in a nutshell.

When Mobius says this, of course Loki reacts strongly. As he says, Timely's a variant of "He who remains", he's seen what he can do at the End of Time.

Mobius doesn't get angry. He understands where Loki's reaction comes from. He saw his shock at seeing who Timely was and his fear about He Who Remains.

So he helps him take a step back, just telling him the facts.

Without blaming him (unlike someone I won't name) he implies that he's heard Loki, that he's aware of what he's saying, but that they have a more pressing problem to deal with first.

And Loki understands and hears him, and immediately calms down having the proper perspective again. It's the reverse of the Key Lime pie scene. There we had Mobius, who was unable to think rationally, and Loki, who helps him gain perspective. Both had the same reaction, the little sigh and the admission, the understanding.

That's their dynamic. And I love that about and for them. They each have a partner who listens and knows how to give the other what he needs.

[riririnnnn]

Loki's selfishness took me by surprise to be honest.

Some of you might say that I'm exaggerating things, but by definition, a selfish person is someone who disregards others and focuses on their own personal gain, and that's exactly what Loki is doing right now.

You see, saying that the result doesn't matter (to him) doesn't sound much considerate considering that the result matters a LOT to the Blue Lock-ers in PxG. I understand that, technically, Blue Lock-ers are Loki's rivals since they fall in the similar age group, but he came as coach in Blue Lock not a contender, y'know.

Ngl, I'm kinda embarrassed to have been surprised by Loki's statement when he has already stated this ages ago:

And his little chat with Noa where he talks about surpassing the latter should've made it crystal clear that he is in Blue Lock for his own personal gains too! Him helping PxG players to be better was also just a set-up for Charles to grow up to be someone who can provide the required passes which helps him to be the next number one striker in the world.

Obviously, I'm not mad at Loki or anything—his behaviour is very understandable. It's just that I remember me low-key disliking Lavi and Chris 'cause they were being pretty selfish. I was like, "Loki is so much younger than them, but he is so much more sensible." And now, I'm finding out that Loki is quite similar to them too—he just got a better approach than them—so it feels a bit.. weird(?), I must say.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hello, how are you doing, and have you eaten yet? I found your post when I was looking for ror post and I really love the Isekai cafe reader!

Can I please request when the first time these ror characters first find her restaurant? They probably expecting a threat, but instead find it is a restaurant run by reader. After talking to reader and finding out about how the place come to be, they ordered a dish/beverage/dessert, which ends up as their favourite food/drinks/dessert but they end always visiting not only for the food because they were worried for reader being alone in the restaurant all day and tending to a lot of people.

Poseidon, Hades , Odin and Thor for the Gods

Adam, Lu Bu, Jack, Buddha and Sasaki for the human side please!

-You couldn’t help but smile, looking around your restaurant, it was such a warm and cozy feeling, there were seats everywhere, a fully stocked kitchen will all sorts of toys, and now all you needed was customers!!

-When the front door appeared all over Valhalla, some in seemingly random places, like in the center of a large field, many thought that it was an enemy attack, as the magic was unknown, even to someone like Odin who was so well versed in magic!

-Many approached the various doors cautiously, not all at the same time of course, weapon in hand, preparing for a fight on the other side of the door.

-When they opened it, they weren’t expecting to see a restaurant. They were even more shocked when you, a child, walked out from the kitchen, beaming brightly at them, “Welcome to my restaurant!”

-They couldn’t understand it, how could a child like you perform teleportation magic like this, how were you running a restaurant by yourself, and where was your family?!

-With each question they had another lined up! Nothing made sense!

-They knew that you had died, as you wouldn’t be in Valhalla otherwise, but when asked by Odin, your first guest ever, “What is this place?” you just beamed brightly, your hands on your hips, “This is my restaurant, this is what I got for my wish when I died!”

-That… did very little to clear things up but you ushered each guest to a table, asking if they wanted anything to eat or drink after providing them with a menu.

-It was one thing for you to be running this restaurant on your own, but when you took their order, something they made from more shock than anything, they didn’t anticipate you going into the kitchen and cooking it yourself!!

-He couldn’t help but peek into the kitchen, worried about you, but you looked like a pro, like you had been doing it for years!!

-The food was immaculate, the plating was stunning, the taste was out of this world, it was unlike anything they had ever had before!

-You were stunned to learn that your guests were actual gods or people from history, historical figures and warriors, and that your doors were opening all over their home of Valhalla!!

-You were in disbelief, meeting these new and strange individuals, who became regulars, getting pretty much the same thing each time they visited, except for Loki, who got something new each time, as he wanted to taste many different dishes.

-The doors never seemed to appear in the same place, but they appeared each day, so you got new people all the time.

-There was only one rule for your restaurant, no fighting- which made your place a neutral zone, there would be no fighting, or you would ban them, then they couldn’t enter ever again!! They couldn’t miss out on food this good and seeing someone so bright and warm as you.

-As time went on and you gained more customers day by day, except for the two days off you take a week, you gained so many new friends, you had never imagined having this many friends before, but you wouldn’t trade it or your restaurant for the world!

-They also learned of your past, how you had died so young, and you were given this restaurant, and you would remain inside it, being unable to leave, until you found a family you would feel safe with.

-You just had no idea that it was much closer than you thought!

-Poseidon- Gambas al Ajillo with various white wines with mini fruit tart for dessert

-Hades- Filet Mignon with various wines with Opera Cake for dessert

-Odin- Buttered lobster roll with Filet Mignon and honey toast for dessert

-Thor- T-bone steak with baked potato and chilled ale

-Lu Bu- T-bone steak with a full rack of beef ribs, no veggies and no sweets

-Adam- apple pie a la mode with caramel drizzle

-Jack- apple and cheddar pie with hot tea; sometimes will get a chicken pot pie

-Buddha- various desserts, will try several different types with each visit

-Kojiro- Unadon (grilled eel rice bowl) with melon bread for dessert

[avelera]

Some missed opportunities for Norse Mythology references in the Loki S2 Finale

I want to quickly preface this by saying the Loki show never claimed to be about or even incorporate more than passing nods to Norse mythology, so the following "missed opportunities" are more things that I think could have been cool and were perhaps within reach as references, but that even at my most wildly optimistic I didn't and still don't really expect because the show has been so very clear on this front. It's not fair to say these are flaws because the show never pretended to be about Norse mythology. NEVERTHELESS, because I'm a big nerd:

1) Ragnarok - All respect to Waititi and Thor III, it was a great interpretation of the myth, but I've always longed for something a little closer to the doom and mysticism of the mythology and the Loki S2 finale came tantalizingly close to invoking it, but fell short of actually using the word. Because Ragnarok isn't just about the fall of the gods, it's about the destruction and rebirth of the world. "After [the events of Ragnarok], the world will rise again, cleansed and fertile, the surviving and returning gods will meet, and the world will be repopulated by two human survivors." 

Gee does that sound familiar! Almost like destroying all of the timelines to create them anew! Almost like that's what Sylvie was invoking by telling him it's better to accept destruction rather than accept imprisonment, and to build something new out of the ashes.

That's Ragnarok. That's literally Ragnarok and they invoked it in so many ways there short of actually using the damn word.

Loki, the god destined to bring about Ragnarok, proceeding to directly bring down the current timeline by destroying and then renewing it with a male and female survivor to help rebuild (visualized with Mobius and Sylvie's little chat at the end, even if it's the TVA they helped rebuild not the human population) sure does sound astonishingly close to invoking the story of Ragnarok.

And even though I'm bummed they never called it Ragnarok, I completely understand why! Ragnarok has kinda already happened in the MCU (never mind that Ragnarok itself is cyclical and will come again, but I digress)! I'd even go so far as to guess that earlier drafts probably did make it clearer but the thread, except for its bones and outline, were abandoned or left unnamed explicitly because it would be confusing for those not familiar with the myth or who would conflate Ragnarok with its Thor III invocation. Alas.

2) Loki bound - Already sort of invoked in Thor II with Loki imprisoned, which is why I don't think any more overt reference was made, but Loki was rather famously bound up in mythology. In this case, in a cave with a snake's poison dripping into his mouth. Not saying Loki bound to his throne of time needed to be conflated with how he was imprisoned until Ragnarok in the myhology, but the imprisonment parallel is there.

3) Loki becomes the new Odin, sacrificed upon Yggrasil - "The generally accepted meaning of Old Norse Yggdrasill is "Odin's horse", meaning "gallows". This interpretation comes about because drasill means "horse" and Ygg(r) is one of Odin's many names. The Poetic Edda poem Hávamál describes how Odin sacrificed himself by hanging from a tree, making this tree Odin's gallows. This tree may have been Yggdrasil." (source)

IE, Loki has sacrificed himself upon the world tree for power and knowledge and for the sake of the world. In this, unlike in the mythology where Loki is not Odin's son, Loki ascends to a parallel of his father's throne to follow in his legacy, having finally learned his father's lessons about rulership and self-sacrifice. Perhaps like the mythological Odin, we will learn that in making this self-sacrifice, Loki too has gained phenomenal knowledge and power?

4) Ratatoskr - This is more foward-looking and I don't in a million years think they'll do it but it would be so cool - so cool - if at some later point Loki has a friend or a servant or a squirrel form or idk, something that invokes Ratatoskr, the squirrel that lives in the World Tree and freely travels up and down its branches delivering messages. Please, MCU, give Loki a little squirrel friend??

[arcane-vagabond]

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Late Night Thoughts

Ok I also some post: What if Hans had amnesia? So now I’m just going to run with it.

Ok first Frozen 3 Starts off with Hans getting hit by Elsa’s snowball, and he doesn’t remember nothing! So Lars tries his best to get Hans to remember him but nothing works. Hans’ father decides to simply remove the punishment realizing he is no longer a threat and is pretty much a blank slate and can do his bidding. When Lars here of this he decides to get Hans out of there safely…but some of Hans other brothers had to play one last prank on there little brother…while Hans was hiding on the boat and Lars wasn’t looking…THEY UNTIED THE ROPES FROM THE FREACKIN’ DOCK..SENDING HANS INTO THE SEA COMPLETELY UNPREPARED!!!!!?!?!?

Thankful Hans still haves his admiral instincts, and maybe he’ll get a few flash back or something? Umm..but then he gets caught up in a really bad storm as he tried to make his way back to the coast of the southern isles..and kinda like Journey 2: The mysteries island that how Hans ended up in Asgard.

And of course the one the only the legend Loki the god of Mischief comes to rescue with alternative motives of course. 😏 So Loki takes him in a teaches him about about Magic and the world of Asgard… almost kind of taking him in like a prodigy. They sort of have the relationship of Lord Claude Frollo & Quasimodo…just likely better.

Loki’s Plans are pretty much the usual that over Asgard, and find out as much as possible from Hans about the human realm to take over Midgard.

Then Enters Elsa, Anna and Olaf a few years later…who knows why there here my head hurt..and working over time just righting this..but whatever they are doing they need Hans help..but for some reason Loki doesn’t want Hans to go with them so they are fighting over Hans.

Also when Hans sees Elsa for the first time he believe she is the goddess Skadi goddess of winter and falls hilariously in love with her bring her offerings and expensive gifts. Of course Loki’s jealous because even Hans doesn’t worship him like that. Elsa finds Hans antics just to funny..but when it got to a point he was making a life size idol of her out of marble she had to stop him and tell him who she really is..after a while he understands but that doesn’t change his feelings for her.

Hans decided he want to try on last thing to earn her affection. And that is to get powers. Loki refused to Hans..especially now that he has his army ready but of course he doesn’t tell him that..so after many failed attempts he finally created a serum to give him ice power to but when he drinks it…Nope Fire and Lava..but Hans just shrug's it off being like close enough. So he super excited, but his powers are completely out of control, and he end up causing a huge book case to fall on top of him.. causing him to fall unconscious. A hour goes by and Elsa comes in Looking for Hans because she hasn’t seen him in a while…but all she hears in a groan..and a hand twitching.. she calls for Anna and Olafs help to get the book case off of Hans…

After a while has Hans recoveres from that he gain back his memories and begs Elsa and Hans for forgiveness..he was crying..and his powers are going crazy.

So Elsa & Anna forgives him…. But before Elsa can offer him the chance of teaching him how to learn his powers, Loki pushes Elsa out the way and offers himself….Hans decides to accept his help…So Loki trained him by day..and Elsa tied Hans by night..

..but a few days went by and Hans, started to notice that Loki was starting to become more and more distant and would disappear for long periods of time whenever he asked Loki would just give him an answer, saying he was busy doing stuff ….

but of course Elsa and Hans should have some sort of moment we’re Elsa and Hans dance under the northern lights on a balcony in Asgard..and they almost kiss..but Hans kinda gets cold feet..again.

..At this point every was starting to become suspicious of Loki…

And soon completely out of the blue one day, Loki came in with his entire army, all the frost giants to take over Asgard and there is this super epic battle between the Gods\Elsa and Hans Vs The Frostgiants and Loki.. Of course Loki tries to bribe the now powerful Hans into joining his side, promising him a kingdom of his own..but he refuses and properly says something cheesy about how all he need is love or something.

And of the goddess won…for now..Loki will return..

but any ways Hans gets on a ship and leave back to the southern isle to give his brother a piece of his mind..but Elsa doesn’t let him leave with out a kiss..a little thank you for saving her life..Hans now a flustered mess..says that he’ll become to visit her soon..and give her a kiss back before her goes..

The girls return back to Arendelle and Kristoff hands over thier daughter with a poppy diaper over to Anna and he is a tried grump mess. “Your. Turn.”

As Hans is returning back home he meets his brother Lars half way who was still looking for him..They hug Hans goes on a rant about what happened and Lars teases if he hit is head again.

The end!

(ok sorry if I speed ran through this little story run.)

[tears-of-amber]

Pop Culture Magic Guide To Working With Kars (JJBA)

**💜Lore/Personality💜**

Kars is the leader of the three “pillar men”. He is the most intelligent of the three, and devises the plans. Kars designed the infamous stone mask. He remains level headed for the most part, and is quick on his feet. His goal is to evolve and become immune to the suns rays, therefore he seeks the Red Stone Of Aja. Kars will fight in his companions memory, but he is single minded and will always prioritize his agenda of getting that Red Stone of Aja over all else. He is ruthless, sadistic in nature, and rarely smiles. Kars is also not above trickery. He believes in achieving his goals no matter how low he has to play to get there. Araki (creator of Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure) named Kars after the band The Cars. He respects certain animals, and cares about his alliances, but cares little for most humans, and looks down upon machinery.

**💜Reasons To Work With Kars💜**

-you value intelligence and wish to be more level headed and unaffected by emotional distress

-you admire Kars for his tenacity and loyalty to his cause

-you want to evolve as a person, and learn valuable lessons about your own limits

-you enjoy keeping a close circle and don’t wish to mingle with people you don’t respect

-you desire power in your spell work and confidence in your mentality

-you love trickery in all its forms and don’t mind intelligent trickster entities. (For example, you may like Kars if you’ve worked with the Norse god Loki before, etc).

-You love entities that are two steps ahead of every situation

💜**Reasons NOT To Work With Kars💜**

-You are too logical and apathetic towards others already

-You don’t like trickery or mind games

-You like stability and things to stay the same.

-You are overly invested in pleasing others without hope to change

-More intense and shadowy entities scare you and you have no wish to engage with them

💜**Quotes💜**

“I don’t have any romantic spirit, nor do I want to become a warrior like Wamuu… because the method isn’t important. All that matters is to get to the final victory!”

“Foolish... we are immortal, it's lonely without an enemy. Life is only worthwhile with an opponent. I understand your feelings, but our first objective is to gain the power of the Red Stone of Aja. Don't forget that you two!”

“Geez... have humans devolved since the past?”

**💜Powers & Domains💜**

-Moon and Sun Energy Duality

-Thought, Intelligence, Learning

-Evolution of self

-Vampiric Magic

-Achieving Goals

-Death & Life Energy Duality

-Loyalty

-Insight

💜**Correspondences**💜

**Show:** Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

**Birthday:** Unknown (but I spend the whole month of September celebrating him)

**Crystals:** Lapis Lazuli, Ruby, Garnet, Citrine, and Larvikite

**Month:** September

**Type:** Vampire Lord, “Pillar Man”, Villain

**Colors:** Gold, Blue, Purple, Silver, and Red

**Times Of Day:** Night, sunrise, and sunset

**Moon Cycles:** Full Blood Moon, Full Moons in general, Solar Eclipses

**Favorite Offerings:** Acts of devotion to learning strategy and wisdom, taking action to get what you want in life (don’t just sit on your hands and wait for stuff to happen for you), crafting anything like sculptures and magical tools for a specific purpose, planning ahead, working on breaking unproductive habits, making changes and working towards evolving as a being, corresponding crystals, jewelry, prayer, making decisions for yourself, avoiding taking chances and utilizing your own power, researching ancient cultures, acts of loyalty towards the few but important people you care about.

💜**Invoking & Banishing**💜

I used his name and the shape of the red stone of Aja to create these sigils!

[sailor-hufflepuff]

I’ve been musing more on my villain binge. As a teenager, I DID NOT GET why so many people liked villains. I wanted a knight in shining armor, treat me right, get along with my mama boy in real life, so why would I want something different for the fictional heroines I lived vicariously through?

Zutara was my first “villain ship”, although I would have passionately argued at the time that Zuko wasn’t a villain, he was an antagonist - not evil, but a child soldier who had been brainwashed into believing he was truly helping the world.

I found the similarities between him and Katara fascinating. The loss of their mothers, their love for their nations, the absolute conviction in doing what they believe is right… the way that, even fighting, they were equals.

Fast forward a few years to Loki. How an abused child desperate for attention did something half prank, half sincere attempt to protect his people from Thor’s wildly unprepared rule spun out of control in ways beyond his ability to handle. The psychotic break that came from his discovery of his true parentage in the worst possible way. I myself had a mental breakdown when I was seventeen when I discovered the truth of my own birth, so that struck me especially hard.

Then in “The Avengers” he was so OBVIOUSLY not in control. The blue eyes. The rote recitation. The signs of torture. The way his “master plan” involved being as obvious a target for the heroes as possible. This was not a villain, this was a victim desperately trying to mitigate the damage he was being forced to do.

Kylo Ren - Ben Solo - took me a while. I was pretty unsympathetic with him at first; I don’t care if your parents fought a lot when you were a kid, that’s no reason to turn into a Nazi. And then it was revealed exactly what Snoke did to him - he’d been hearing voices in his head SINCE UTERO. He could sense everyone’s thoughts and feelings and knew that they were afraid of him, but was too little to know why. He found out that he was the grandson of the second greatest evil thr galaxy had ever known - and that his family had lied to him about it. (See above mental breakdown at 17). And then his parents sent him away, his uncle tried to kill him, and in the ensuing fight everyone he knew turned on him. Where else could he go, but to the voice in his head promising safety?

Once again, this is not a villain. This is a victim, trapped in a nightmare, being used as a tool by a madman to cause harm, and suffering for it

Finally, the Darkling. I’ve written on this topic before, and so have so many other better skilled than I, so I’ll keep it simple. I don’t understand how we are supposed to view the leader of an oppressed minority, trying to prevent the genocide of his people, as a bad guy. Especially when he’s spent the past seven hundred years trying to do things the peaceful way, only to fail again and again and again. What choices did he really have? His actions were acts of war, and arguably caused the least loss of life possible.

So now, I see posts decrying women who ship villains. They say we’re supporting abuse. They say we’re taken in by a pretty face. They say that we’re just rebellious teenage girls, and when we grow up we’ll know better.

My experience was the opposite. As a teenager I was so obsessed with black and white morality, with being a good person, that I couldn’t see the nuances. I couldn’t see that often, the villains were right. I had no grace for those whose lives gave them few choices.

There are still villains I don’t like. Most, actually. Those who kill or hurt for fun. Those in it for their own power and gain. Those who take their pain and lash out against the universe with no cause. Bullies. I don’t like them. I don’t ship them. But I don’t judge people who do, because I don’t know what story they’re seeing. What traumatic event their identifying with. What injustice the villain is trying to correct that they have to deal with in their everyday lives.

We come to fiction for different reasons. Maybe we want a way to explore our pain. Maybe we’re looking for an escape from a dark world. Maybe we feel powerless, and want to live vicariously through someone powerful. Maybe we’ve suffered, and want to see a world where abusers are punished. Maybe we just want to look at pretty people.

All are equally valid. All should be respected. There is a place for all of us in this wonderful online world of fandom, and no one should EVER be belittled for what they like in fiction.

Because you know what? Fiction is first and foremost ENTERTAINMENT, and sometimes the villains have the best stories.

[imzsuzsis-blog]

We broke up with Loki. I didn't want to put it anywhere, not even how we went, especially how it ended, and I wouldn't want to tell anyone about it because I would be a victim of teenagers again and I don't want that. I sat in the chair of my hotel room and didn't dare to open the envelope that Amanda gave me because it said whether I would have a son or a daughter in a few weeks. I stood up slowly, put the envelope back on the table with tears in my eyes, walked over to the beautiful big window here in Montreal, the windows are always so beautiful and big, I looked out and my heart started racing, what if I meet another good boy here, but I quickly took it off, now it's over my engaged relationship couldn't happen so soon, and I'm also pregnant, so I neglected it and headed for the door where...

,,What the hell??? Pato? You?"

"Am I the devil?" Hello to your ex? Lando..."

"Ok, sorry... But you know you surprised me... Wow, I didn't expect you... Until now only Osc came to me in the team..."

I looked at him as he looked at me with full eyes.

"You're either pregnant, or you've gained a few kilos..."

"The previous one slipped in, but I decided to keep it and raise it, I'm able to do it."

He came in and clapped with pure force.

"Damn you, I don't know you well, you always go to parties!!!! Fucking TikTok, X and Insta are full of this!!!!! You can't do it with a whore kid, stupid English, adopt him, raising children is not your fucking business."

"I'm not an adult, understand. I don't want to go to parties anymore, but fuck me. Max and Charles keep calling me to go, if I say no, they tell me that I'm slipping away from good guys, so I have to go!!!"

Burying my face in my palms, I started sobbing because I was telling the truth, they confronted me, I told them I was coming out and on top of that I told them that I was pregnant, and I thought especially about Charles that he would be ready to help, but he is not a party face and he keeps teasing me to party with him, but I don't I want to be with him, I want to be at home, and I want to be ready with his little room as soon as possible.

I watched Lando sitting on the bed and crying, there could be several reasons for this, they broke up with the guy he was dating according to the gossip papers, I yelled at him against my will again (this meant the end of our relationship back then) or that envelope on the table can make pregnant men cry because of the tension .

"Shall I look at what's in the envelope as a neutral party?"

"Pato, please don't... Amanda gave it to me, but I don't want to know the baby's gender until the birth."

I hugged him, he was crying a lot and his eyes filled more and more with tears, it was one of the most emotional moments in my life, I've seen Lando cry and even comforted him, but he's hard to comfort. Once, right after Miami, I was there at the first Miami Grand Prix, he was eliminated and cried all the way through the race.

"What happened to make you cry like that?"

"It turned out that Loki really cheated on me with a contemporary named Queer, they met online and secretly started dating about a week ago, he said, and he also dumped me."

"No..."

"I don't know his nickname and I don't care about the honest name of the fuck."

Until now, I knew that autistic people could be so easily deceived, but how so. He is tricked by a teacher and left with a wooden picture so that he knows how much he is waiting for the little bastard, there is no better adjective for this.

"Pato, before you say anything... I also read on the Internet that Lily is still upset about this."

"Hello, Oscar..."

"Sorry... Hello"

He sat down next to us and started stroking his back in circles, but the situation didn't get any worse than we thought.

"Pato one, he fell asleep... Two, is that envelope?"

I looked at Pato with a sleepy face and sad.

"Yes, but she said that she didn't want to know the gender until the birth, I think that's understandable."

He whispered to me because I already wanted him so damn much. I got up and went there very slowly, I opened my mouth and turned back girlishly.

,,Girl?"

"Come here..."

"Good, now I can't, he's sleeping on my shoulder, come here, half-witted."

I went there and he stopped, there was a pink ribbon in it and it said.

"Congratulations Mr. Norris, you will have a beautiful daughter."

Together with Pato, we broke into a soft girlish skirmish.

"We are organizing what will be the gender party."

"What the hell... Stupid idea, I didn't sleep, I just rested my eyes... Bullshit."

Pato quickly put the paper back in the envelope behind my back and giggled together with Oscar in a girlish way.

,,You know??? You're not complete, I swear, fuck you."

I turned around and washed both of them as best I could, picked up the envelope with an angry face and ran out of the room.

"Like, let's leave it."

I looked back, Lando was leaning against the wall and sobbing. I ran to him and wiped his tears from his face, but his eyeballs were red, his face was white like a freshly painted wall and his canines were sharp.

"Oh, who the hell are you a vampire?"

,,Yes and?"

He looked her angrily in the eyes and caressed the neck warmer.

"What's more, dude, you won't bite me!!!"

But when I said it, he turned away and started to calm down from behind...

"Not Peacher!"

He starts to pull away from me with his hands in his pockets and look in front of him.

"Good Andrey, do it if you think he's so bloody."

"I'm 90 years old, let me decide who I bite and who I don't!!!!"

He became even angrier and sneaked behind me again, but now I could feel his breath on my neck.

,,Stupid vampire…”

That was all I could manage to moan before he stuck his fingers in deep and I couldn't catch my breath.

"I'm a teenager, fifteen to be exact."

I continued until...

"Fuck Alex, I didn't mean to say sorry, I was just thirsty."

"Peacher, you're such a hothead."

"Shut up my sister or I'll be spit on by the Volturi again."

"I already planned after you got together with a northern demigod, you bastard."

I saw Lando standing in the corridor with a woman ten years older than him and they were arguing over Alex's body about something, I think in Latin because I didn't understand a word of it.

"Lando, what dog did you and this woman fight about?"

I started towards Carlos with a big smile.

"Peacher if that..."

"Shut up Andrey, he's one of my best friends."

"Blah, Blah, my brother, there is no such thing in the vampire world to make friends with a vampire human."

,,No problem. How am I here?”

I stood behind them and they were still arguing about something, but the whole thing was overshadowed somewhere, they were saying that vampires or what the hell can't be friends with humans or I'm a bitch.

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I got up, could barely breathe, sat up in bed, propped the sheet firmly with my palm and drank. That fucking dream (memory) again, but I'm a vampire and it keeps coming up now and all the time. I thought I would look for a better Psychiatrist because the current one is not good, in fact it has worsened my condition, I told him about this, he said I am looking for a specialist who is also skilled in dreams, he had them, he said that I was looking for my past elsewhere and that it would be a long one. Nowadays, that's why I go to the library or antique shop a lot to solve it all, I still have to chew through a lot of books before I even know who I am or where I came from and what these dreams are that have been bothering me for a while.

,,Hallo? Danny? Again... You're right here at my door, I'm just going to grab a top, wait."

"Is that it again?"

I started freaking out, I was completely exhausted, last time I dreamed that I was kidnapped, now this, I don't know, they keep coming back and I hate these, everyone I talked to said that it's natural during pregnancy, just relax and they will go away in the third trimester.

"It was worse, my ex was involved and Pato is not here."

,,I know."

"What's more, Loki isn't here because of watching the house fire, and he started to think that our breakup wasn't true. I loved him and I hope one day he will be my husband."

I was sitting on the chair and the sentence was still in my head.

"She just covered herself up, we'll find out her gender later."

I'll be 19 weeks in a few days, you could try, I know maybe I'm too excited, but I'd still like to know as soon as I've made it this far.

,,What do you want?"

"Girl, but I wouldn't mind if it was a boy."

[alwida10]

Hey! I just saw that you reblogged a post of mine on Loki's powers a while ago. And while I completely agree with your tags (Loki's powers in the tv series among other things), you also write that the show was originally written for a different character and only the names were changed and the magic added later on. I've never read that anywhere, could you explain? It would make so much sense given how different Loki is in the show and how his previous experience is largely disregarded.

Hi there!!

It took me a while to answer this because of real-life stuff, but now I’m there!

By saying the show was written for another character I referred to this analysis on Twitter which again links back to another analysis on Tumblr. (The original link in Twitter is broken, but I found the post manually). I read this analyses a while back, and admire people who were able and willing to read Waldron’s original script. For me, it reads like an insincere column on what a deeply conservative person assumes would be what a left-leaning, progressive audience would like to hear without understanding anything about the points he tries to mirror. I can't add much to the original posts.

However, Waldron’s comments about Loki, including the “he’s an ass and that makes him easy to write” as well as his jokes on never having watched Thor 1 before writing the series can certainly give you the idea he never knew much about our beloved blorbo before writing him. The fact that he thought making Loki say “he doesn’t enjoy killing people but does it anyway for his personal gain” (rephrased) would make TVA Loki in any way redeemable is telling imo.**

Now, technically this is all I can say to your ask, BUT I realize I never truly elaborated on the stuff I mentioned in said tags, so here is an explanation for everyone who would like more about it.

I read those a while back and took my basic analyzing skills to the test by taking a look at Loki and how writing for a character works in general. This has two aspects (I can think of from the top of my head).

If a work is written for one special character it should be impossible to achieve the same plot if he was replaced by another character without the special abilities.

One thing I read a while back (and sadly forgot where) is that both sex and fight scenes are both character exposition scenes. This is true for magic as well, just it gets rarely used since in all of literature there aren’t that many characters who possess magic.

In the Thor movies, Loki’s magic is masterfully used, showing that the works were actually written with Loki in mind. Both Thor 1 and the dark world would simply not work if you put -let’s say Fandral- in Loki’s position. Loki’s skill to find the pathways between worlds is essential. And his ability to make himself invisible is essential for Thor 1. I could go on, but you get the idea, and I don’t want to get this too long to read.

Regarding the character exposition, Loki’s magic in the first movies was a mirror for his characterization (as it should be). He could make himself invisible, for he has been invisible to his family. He could cast illusions since he learned that people preferred an illusion to his real self. He could make others manipulate into saying what he wanted them to say because that was how Loki survived on Asgard (post-credits scene of Thor 1).

In TDW, we see Loki’s anger and frustration manifest in a telekinetic blast that ruins everything around him, and if that isn’t a masterful analogy for his arc I don’t know what would be.

Now coming to the series. All magic Loki uses is cosmetically or for show. He dries himself, he makes sweet little fireworks. How is that connected to his characterization? The show tells us he is insecure and loves only himself. If you squint real hard you might argue the drying is a sign of him being used to comfort. But I thought he was pampered and spoiled? Wouldn’t that mean he had other people to dry him?

And then there is the hiding/teleportation* scene on Lamentis. What does it say about his character? If it IS teleportation what does it say about him? That he can go distances without walking, perhaps, which would fit his line “I never walked so much in my life”, but doesn’t fit that scene from Thor 1 where we see how long he had to walk. And if he can teleport why doesn’t he spare them the walk? And if it doesn’t work for long distances, why does he run for cover right when they realize they are on Lamentis and doesn’t teleport? Why doesn’t he teleport onboard the spaceship? IF they wanted to use the fight as a character exposition, they should have made him use illusions. That’s his trademark.

Next is the “lifting a building” stuff. What does that say? I guess if you limit the interpretation to the series, it could be considered foreshadowing for the “we are stronger than we think”. And like so many stuff of the show it lacks any connection to the former canon. Loki isn’t known for brute strength, either of the body or of the magic. That’s Thor. Loki is known for being the intelligent one. Interestingly, the scene spells rather “we are dumber than we think”, too, since making two steps to the side would have achieved the same effect without any flexing of inexplainable telekinesis muscles.

The same goes for the fireworks in the train (characterizing Loki as sentimental, ok fine, and later as a dumb drunk who can’t control what illusion he casts, 😒). The plot would work without that magic. Just like it works without the drying, the building lifting, and all the other magic Loki used.

So, yeah, magic is Loki’s specialty that sets him apart from many other characters. Someone who writes a story with him in mind will use that automatically. They didn’t. Because it wasn’t him the show was written for. But the worst guy of all time.

Since I only talked about the magic here, I would like to recommend this marvelous analysis on Loki’s speech pattern and body language in the shown in comparison to the former installments.

* The only thing the “I don’t enjoy it” achieves is taking possible sadism out of the equation. TVA Loki is still irredeemable because he decided his sense of superiority would be worth more than the lives of the people in New York. This is egoism and a total dismissal of other people’s lives, something that cannot be “unlearned” by learning to love himself. That only removes the former motivation for the slaughter. Should something else motivate him to kill people, he would act just the same.

On the other hand, OG Loki has been coerced, not only by torture as we see it in The Avengers but also under the influence of the mind stone. Whenever we see him having the choice he acts morally better by sparing lives where he can.

**I don’t consider it teleportation since there is a time delay between Loki vanishing and re-appearing, and imo teleportation is instantaneous. Also, he vanishes feet first but reappears head first which doesn’t sit right with teleportation, and rather with making himself invisible and lifting invisibility again, but that’s for another post.

[crimsonlyinglilly]

Day 6: confusion / spark / veins

Day 6 for @augustofwhump.

A return to A small break, the Original/Dollhouse Xover - Elijah became a Doll to escape dealing with his family, it doesn't go as expected but Elijah pleased with a break.

Warnings for things normally found within Dollhouse.

Spoilers for the character of Alpha.

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Uniform was returning from his shower, he liked being clean, when he noticed Alpha was coming towards him and he smiled at him.

He liked Alpha, the him in his head and his new handler, Mrs Finnley, had noticed and warned him to be more careful about showing it but Alpha reminded him of someone but nicer, they had both gone quiet when he told them that so he guessed they knew who he was reminded of.

Neither told him who, the him in his head was hot, like flushed cheeks but quiet, while Mrs Finnley was just sad.

His smile flickered as he noticed when he got closer to Alpha that he was dirty, before he could ask if Alpha was going for a wash, Alpha’s arm moved so fast.

The other in his head was suddenly paying attention, Uniform could feel him but he was distracted by the hurt- stringing at his throat.

He grasped, a metal taste filling his mouth as his hand went to his throat and started getting wet, warm sticky liquid slipping through his fingers.

A hand settled on the top of his head as he swayed.

“I couldn't leave you here, little brother.” Alpha told him, smiling warmly as Uniform fell.

Uniform didn't understand.

He was confused.

His vision dimed and he was scared.

He didn't understand.

He was dead before his body hit the floor.

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Elijah woke up as his body revived, slit throat healing leaving him hungry from the loss of blood and the smell of it surrounded him.

It seemed the alterations he had allowed them to make to his mind hadn’t completely removed that but at least it wasn’t an unfounded hunger now as it had been before.

He took a moment to check on Uniform, finding the door in his mind that housed the “doll’ personality closed but he could feel the persona behind it, full of confusion and fear but as close to sleeping they could get in the mind, as it always was when he wasn’t in control.

Elijah was the only one always awake and aware since he was the original.

He grimaced at the tacky feeling of his blood soaked shirt sticking to his skin  as he pushed himself up, the formally white fabric now red.

It had been a neat precise cut as he traced the now healed wound.

One that spoke of experience and a practised hand.

He took a breath to push away the remains of Uniform dying terror, it was almost identical to his feelings during his first death and his disbelief that father would truly kill them all, he wouldn’t let this scar Uniform the way that had him.

This whole experience was a break for him, an escape from his duties as an older brother, he couldn’t be expected to hunt and deal with Niklaus if he wasn’t in control, but Uniform was a marvel, a bonus and he wasn’t willing to let anyone else interrupt and ruin it.

Sage’s inclusion was an annoyance but one he was stuck dealing with, if she was willing to stand by as his handler, for the off chance he was bait and could lure Niklaus near enough while giving her leverage to gain information about Finn’s whereabouts she was free to.

Truly it wasn’t that different from the hundreds of humans using his body for their own gain, not that he would say it like that to her. It was clear even though Uniform’s and his other imprint’s views that Sage disapproved of how he had decided to use his immortality now. 

For the first ten years of his escape, it had been almost boring; he had been Loki at the first house, then Odysseus when he had moved to the DC House, the body kept asleep unless it was used for an engagement or a health check.

Truly treated like a doll but they kept their word of the contact and ensured he was healthy and kept hidden.

Even if Niklaus decided to look for him, to complete his collection of daggered and lost siblings he wouldn’t find him nor could father, Elijah had removed himself. 

At first the imprints had been flat hollow copies of an idea of a person but Elijah had noticed the technology change and grow and with it the depth of the personalities had grown into full people with want and desires of their own.

While it meant the treatments, the imprinting progress started lasting far longer and that was excruciating for Elijah awake through it, he could take it and accept it as a punishment for his failures.

Which he had much time to dwell on as his body had slept.

But things have changed when he was moved to the LA House, Adele was a fascinating case as the first head of the three houses he had been part of, who had seen him as a person. While the other two could pretend during their brief interview, Elijah had been alive a long time that seeing past their manners and words was insultingly easy, since they couldn’t quiet hide the way they looked at him and saw how much money they could make from him. 

She had instead asked about him and what he wanted from his time at her house despite it being all in his contact already, she had clearly been a concerned when she noticed the first date of his contact.

Which was a fair concern given he still looked the age he died the first time, twenty-four, and by that date it would seen he had been serving as a doll for ten years and since he was fourteen, he had reassured her that he looked younger than he was, not a lie so his amused smile had been honest, and given that to her he had was meant to have been aware of the pasting of time and he didn’t act anything like a supposed fourteen year old she had accepted his word.

After that she had insisted on showing him around the house, where his body would be cared for while in their hands she told him and then she had surprised him by actually showing him around what could be described as a Spa retreat and informing him that instead of his body mostly being kept on standby like the past houses had, a blank personality would be created to live their while not on any engagements.

Others may have met the few other dolls there, seen it as his future and been unnerved, Elijah had been interested, if slightly unbelieving.

So he had been even more surprised to realise they meant it, and that it wasn’t a façade when after the treatment, the new doll, Uniform, had been let to wander the place.

He had been slightly hesitant at the name, less like the past two but he quickly grew used to it and watched the sheer open awe Uniform viewed the world with.

Uniform was innocent in every way of the word, someone who couldn’t understand why or how to hurt someone let alone do it.

Uniform wasn’t just human but also the very opposite of the monster he was.

It was refreshing to feel the world through his view.

It was why he was planning to extend his stay in this house past the arranged five years once his contract came up, the last two house he had been moved on in part, to avoid anyone noticing his lack of ageing at all or someone from his past recognizing him.

The latter had become unnecessary since Tristan had discovered him as Odysseus in DC and followed him to LA as a customer every few months he could free himself from his Strix plotting and Sage had found him. 

This may have been started as an escape but he had found he enjoyed watching Uniform live and exist more than anything else, it was peaceful.

So Uniform feeling fear, pain and just any sort of upset, was quickly becoming his greatest annoyance. He dealt with those feelings outside the house during engagement, that was what they were for but not here.

He took a breath to calm himself, if he was human he would be dead and given the amount of blood in the air others were.

“I couldn't leave you here, little brother.” 

Alpha had killed Uniform out of sentimentality, attachment, and Elijah had known Alpha was more than a normal doll; he had recognized a difference between Elijah and Uniform the last time he had been awake. 

He had ignored it because it wasn’t his problem and he had been dealing with his former handler.

Uniform was going to be sad by the changes this would bring, he was going to miss Alpha and Elijah was not going to deal with the fact Uniform had somehow unknowingly been comparing him to Finn.

At least that made it very clear that Uniform had no memory of his engagements, since he had shared a few with Alpha and they had very few moments that could be called brotherly during them. 

Still he was curious about what had made Alpha go so far, it would seem he’d need to have another talk with Adele, as joy since he enjoyed the woman so much even if it was less than pleasing to be doing so soon after the last time.

But she would be busy for a while and he needed a change of clothes, it would be rude to turn up blood stained when she would likely be sick of the sight of it soon. So he slipped through one of the doors Uniform didn’t see, an interesting bit of programming and made his way to the wardrobing rooms.

It had been a while since he had picked a suit of his own.

[beewitched-blr]

Deity Reading for @childofflamesandmoonlight

Deities who showed interest: 1. Eir 2. Freyja 3. Hades 4. Hecatea 5. Loki 6. Óðr 7. Thoth 8. Zeus

To begin a connection with Eir, it’s important that you not only look after your own emotional state, but that you connect and help those around you. Don’t ignore yourself and your well-being but try reaching out to others. Offerings in nature are also welcomed here. Your intuition here is also very prominent and meaningful. If you feel a strong urge to follow a specific idea, do it! The more you open yourself up to those around you, the more Eir will be interested in pursuing this connection. Try finding that balance of looking within yourself but also the happiness of your loved ones.

Eir warns that you shouldn’t become too attached to negative forces in your life. You need to find your own personal voice and use it to overcome the bad that is trying to surround you. Let go of your vices and take back the pen to write your own story. There is a sense of almost a rebirth of sorts for you personally. It’s important to be at the forefront of your destiny. Trust in your intuition and try doing some cleansing sessions to get a clear head throughout all of this.

Eir suggests that you cleanse your life and allow yourself to begin an awakening. Following that path may have twists and turns but you will definitely be able to get through it all. You need to learn how to balance your emotions and stop letting other people cloud your judgment when it comes to thing in your own life. It’s important that you open yourself up to connection as it’s an important part in your life. You also must trust your own judgement and understand that your opinion and feelings matter.

From a connection with Eir, you will be presented with many opportunities. This could lead to a feeling of being indecisive however, this connection also emphasises the idea of you learning how to speak up for yourself and gain a deeper understanding of your wants and needs. This could be a very fruitful connection for you. There is an air of comfortability and certainty around working together helping your confidence levels in general. Overall, this seems very positive.

To begin a connection with Óðr, you need to follow your material growth and become the most confident version of yourself. You most likely will also receive an emotional message/sign from them. Work on understanding your personal ideas, emotions, and strength. This way you’ll feel lighter than a feather and finally feel confident in multiple areas of your life which is just what Óðr wants to see in you. You have so much potential, and it can be a hard ask but, you must grab it and charge forward in life with it. They want to see you be self-assured and exactly where you belong in life.

Óðr warns that you need to be more charitable. Especially when it comes to those whom you love. You also need to understand that it’s okay to express your feelings with people and will help you connect to more people this way. Reach out to people and try giving people chances if they so deserve them. Throughout all of this you will end up playing a very Important role within so many others’ lives. The way to become truly at peace and even feel a little accomplished in your own life is to become a staple in others.

Óðr suggests that you reflect on your personal achievements and the roots you’ve planted in your life. Whilst self-reflection is important, do not dismiss your personal goals and wants for the future. You are able to look both ways. Another suggestion is that you do your best to truly connect to your emotions regarding everything, especially your family, whether that be blood or chosen. You should also work on self-care and treating yourself in a manner that you’d treat someone else.

From a connection with Óðr, you will feel a higher calling that will help you along your way in your journey. An awakening, if you will. This connection will clear up the confusion and hurdles that you must face. It would be a path that is long and winding but one that they could help lead you through to happiness and understanding your true potential. You will have to put in the work but you’ve got the potential to do so. This is definitely more of a connection that would help you personally rather than with any relationships with others.

To begin a connection with Hecate, you must really want to. This connection requires total commitment. Another thing is to learn how to balance your emotions and your life in general. Doing some shadow-work is very much encouraged here to reflect on yourself and your life. You also need to keep that personal spark within your homely life. It’s important that whilst you must give thought on the past, you live in the future and are happy and excited to see what’s next in your personal journey. Complete trust in the relationship is needed but you also must keep a tight hold on who you truly are.

Hecate warns that there may be some hard times in your life, especially when it comes to homely matters. However, it’s extremely important to stop looking at the glass half empty! Justice and peace will come through and you will blossom into the best version of yourself through your sheer emotional strength. You need to stop doubting yourself and accept that you deserve more in life. Self-sabotage is a big worry here so you must make sure that you get rid of any of those habits and don’t let that inner-saboteur win.

Hecate suggests that you listen to the sounds of the universe and learn to fully trust your intuition because it is strong. You must also remove yourself from petty communication such as fights and drama. This will help you reach a feeling of true peace much sooner. You are incredibly strong, in every way possible, even if you don’t see it. You shine so brightly in others lives, it’s important that you start to see that shine yourself. Don’t be distracted from what you want because of self-doubt or a lack of confidence, you can do this.

From a connection with Hecate, you will learn what it means to harness your power. There may be some difficult communication times, but these will be able to be worked through. This connection will put you at a starting position in your spiritual journey but in the best way possible. You’ll also understand how to tap into your emotions and express yourself openly, happily, and honestly. This will help you feel more confident and powerful. Overall, this connection seems extremely positive.

To begin a connection with Zeus, you must escape the place you’re in now. It’s important for you to break free of what others think about you. There’s also a message that you need to connect more with your emotions and don’t ignore them; they’re important and will help you along your journey. Once you’ve gotten out of your own head a little bit, pursue what you truly want. There may be a lot of ideas bouncing around but there’s a new one that you should really hold onto and leave the others aside for now. Taking control of your own life confidently and happily will help this connection immensely.

Zeus warns that in this connection you will be starting from the very beginning, and it will be a long road. He trusts that you would be able to handle it though. There’s a warning to stop ignoring your emotions and letting other people take centre stage in your life. You need to care for yourself in every way possible and continue on your spiritual adventure with confidence and compassion. There’s also a note here on making a decision that you may be delaying. Use your voice.

Zeus suggests that the best way forward for you could be to start afresh, in a way. Allow negativity that clings to you to let go. The past is in the past and it’s important that you work on your independence. Start to understand and acknowledge your emotions as you will find positivity within it all. Your future looks bright, you just need to work hard on what you want and build yourself, and those around you, up. The more you work on yourself and your life-choices, the closer you’ll be to achieving the happiness that waits for you.

From a connection with Zeus, you will go through a lot of mental battles. You will be fighting for what you really want in life and if you can push through it all, then you’ll end in a positive space that you have created for yourself. You also may feel a sense of loneliness in this connection so if you do proceed with a connection, make sure that you keep an eye on how much you’re communicating and working with others. You must be weary not to isolate yourself from people who will not just help you but love you.

Notes: - A decision to be made - The number four - The Judgement card drew multiple times

[remycroft]

Cross my heart, Hope you die || Heimdall X Reader

Chapter 11 - To gain, you must also lose

"He what?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Heimdall, the biggest prick I knew, had brought me from somewhere in Asgard while I was unconscious and brought me to Baldur's chambers twice now. I knew about last night because it was obvious, and he was probably being courteous for some reason. Now, thanks to Forseti making a very inappropriate comment about him leaving said chambers. I now knew he brought me back when I had passed out on the night he brought me to the library. "So he was the one that burned my hair?"

Forseti laughed, "You can barely notice it." That was true with the new style I was doing, but I was still pissed he did it. It was pettiness at its height if I'd seen any. "Besides, you don't care for how you look anyways."

He'd got me there. "I think we're missing the bigger picture."

"I believe we are."

"Alright on 3."

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"Why'd he do it in the first place?"

"Why is Heimdall taking care of you?" I looked at him astonished. It was such a simple answer to his question.

"He's meant to be some shining Prince of Asgard, isn't he? Doing that is courtesy."

"Heimdall caring about courtesy, is like me caring about mud on my boot. We don't. Heimdall also is a racist piece of shit who would rather kill a Vanir in their sleep rather than kiss them goodnight after saving them from the cold of the wall."

"It must be on Odin's orders then." That was the only logical explanation, and thankfully Forseti agreed before my blush came full spread across my face.

"And to answer your question, my lovely aunt, he probably burnt of your hair because he's a narcissistic prick who can't handle that someone is prettier than him." I thanked him and after a moment of thought, "So, when is the wedding?" I glared at him before he laughed, and I followed suit, and our howls of laughter filled the mead hall.

Once we'd done with our laughter, I saw Atreus and excused myself before running to him, I did have to smirk at the orb I knew was directly behind and above us. This was the first time I may have actually done something good. "Hey, how is everything?" I fell into line beside him.

"I'm better, thanks, and no thanks to you." I placed a hand on my heart in feigned agony, "You wound me, Atreus."

"Loki, my name is Loki." He's never corrected me until now. Have I drawn him so much closer to Odin by defending the dwarves that he refuses his original name? I realise that I can't fight him on this. If he's refusing Atreus now, I need to be careful. I won't lose him further. "Fine. You wound me, Loki."

He smiles, "I'm not wrong, though. You are the reason I was injured, and you're the reason I'm healed."

"As long as you don't hold any ill will towards me for that incident."

He paused for a moment, "O-Of course not. You were defending multiple people who needed it. Who wouldn't do what you did?" Liar, he was lying. I understand him still being hurt, though. I made a vow to protect him, and I didn't. "Thank you. I'll ensure to make sure I keep to my promise, though. I will protect you, Loki, no matter the cost." And with that, he was gone. He went right to the person I needed to protect him from.

*~*~*

I couldn't get that bloody conversation out of my head for the past week. I was taken by my father for more work before I could intervene and I was so tired after and for the rest of the week that I couldn't manage bringing up her and my nephew's little gossip session. They mocked me, and I should've gutted the witch and my pitiful excuse of a nephew the moment they insulted me. So, when is the wedding?

That entire conversation was a virus that I wanted ripped from my head. She was right in it being courtesy, and he was right with the fact I would rather kill her than bring her to Baldur's chambers. They were both contradictory, so I don't understand how I just forgot to hate her kind. All I knew when I saw her that night was I was afraid of her and for her, and then last night, I couldn't just leave her up there. It was strange. Why would I do such a thing for her when she was something I hated?

~

"Do you know what she's done this time?" I remained silent as always. This wasn't a question I'm meant to answer, but I did know it. There was an orb created from mine and her blood to protect the brat she vowed to protect. It would follow him in the shadows and would use my powers to read malicious intent toward the boy and then attack. That was what I'd seen and gathered from it, at least. "For someone with such an inability to use magic, she sure has outdone herself in using BLOOD MAGIC for Ymir's sake!" He screamed and slammed his fist on his desk, making me flinch. "I can't even destroy it! I'm the All-Father, the strongest God alive, and yet, even I can't undo what she's done." She was that strong? That can't be possible. The All-Father could surely undo something like this. Even though blood magic was a dark form of magic, he should still be able to undo the little witch's spell.

"What would you have me do, All-Father?"

"Destroy it! Obviously! It's made of your blood too." I bowed and left. This time I didn't use my normal walking speed, I used my own enhanced speed and was able to reach the little brat in seconds. Just the thought of being near the Jotun made me want to spill his blood. I saw the orb go from a blood red to one of many. There was a swirl of sapphire blue, amethyst purple, emerald green, amber, which all surrounded the blood red orb that was ready to strike me down with my own bifrost. Oh, the little witch really had outdone herself.

I jumped up to grab it and just missed its beam of power that would've gone through my neck and squashed it in my own hand. I watched as blood covered my palm, and I felt a sharp pain ripple through me. I felt as if a dagger went through my heart and skull. I suppose blood magic does have a price, I hope she's feeling this, too. "Heimdall, what -" I struck back as I was overwhelmed by everyone's surrounding intent, and I could hear the boy's loud and clear, filled with concern. Blood coated the Jotun and the surrounding walls and doors. It looked like a massacre.

"Just following orders, thank the All-Father later."

"While I was just -" heading back now. "Then go, don't want to leave him waiting." I spat, baring my teeth. He took off in a hurry, and I tried to gather my sanity.

I hope the All-Father notices me and raises my station.

I'm going to drink this final ale and then go right back to my duties.

These books are so boring.

I wish I was as strong as Thor.

That girl is so hot.

"Shut up!" I screamed and begged, no one was around, no one could hear me. They would be all over this lodge, and I could hear each and every one of their primitive wants and desires, their sinful and selfish needs that I didn't care for and yet had to deal with. This was a price I was becoming very unwilling to pay. I had to do this for the All-Father, but it was an unyielding pain, I was losing absolute control, and I wanted to blast the entire lodge off the cliff behind us. "Heimdall?"

Silence. Sweet, beautiful, silence. My head cleared, and I was brought back to the grasp of sanity. The pain in my heart and head was agonizing, but I'd deal with it. It was them that hurt me. "Why'd you destroy it, you imbecile?" I stood up straight, and I could feel the fury I felt for her over the past week. It was liberating, something that blocked out the agony I was in.

"I'll do you one better. Why would the Goddess of Logic do something so stupid as to do blood magic?" It will only increase her chances of being executed earlier than the date we have: when the boy leaves.

"It was my duty, I've made a promise to protect Loki and will do so, whatever the cost." She bared her own teeth, and one hand went to her head, the other to her heart. So she was in the same pain as me, good. "Maybe you should be a better fighter next time, and maybe I wouldn't have had the idea to use our blood."

She taught herself blood magic from an idea? This bitch had to be joking. "You're kidding?"

She shook her head, "Yeah, I don't believe that for one second. Blood magic is an intense form of dark magic that barely anyone touches, excluding your own not so lovely mother, she had to have taught you."

She clenched her jaw, and I was proud that I had been able to strike a nerve. Although it wasn't hard, Frigg was clearly a touchy subject for her. "Besides, I had you on your knees, sweetheart. If you hadn't called for the wind and had it protect you, then you would have been reunited with dear old dad." Her hand went right for the sword at her waist, and as she clenched it tighter, her knuckles paled. "Bullshit." she spat.

"I would've killed you if I hadn't been forced back."

She looked like a lost cub, "I was only down for a split second."

"No, you were down for three minutes. Long enough for your legs to gain enough energy to get up, I guess." Her head drops, and her eyes widen, I could feel the pain in my body residing. I wonder if it was my own healing factor, or us two, maybe it was the fact she looked so lost, it could be her will. There were multiple factors, but as this was blood magic, there was no way of being sure. It was either me, her, or both of us. It was our blood, after all. I looked outside and saw it had gotten to evening, it seems I wasn't escaping her until twilight.

*~*~*

I didn't resist as Heimdall dragged me from the scruff of my collar to Gulltoppr. I felt so confused and overwhelmed that it had paralysed me. I could control the wind. I had lied earlier when I said I was down for half a second I knew I was down for longer than I should've been, that slice on my calves had cut half way through my legs so I had to wait and continue to try. I just thought he was waiting, playing with me for the thrill of the fight. I knew firsthand what it was like for men when their blood was up, sex or murder, Heimdall will be no different but would always fall to the latter option, no doubt. They're predators, and I had to try and be more no matter the cost. I suppose Heimdall was ruthless, though. That's how I knew he wasn't lying. He wouldn't toy with me. He'd go in for the kill, and I would've been dead. I could control the wind, and yet I had no idea how to truly control it. I felt my will come back to me as I'd combed through my confusion and sighed as I realised he'd thrown me onto my stomach so it was either fall or stay. "Welcome back."

"Go fuck yourself." A cold laugh sent a chill down my spine and then we were there.

~

"When did you find out?" I asked when we were about an hour into the watch.

"The first time I had to drag you back from the streets of Asgard to the Great Lodge, you had passed out, and I had to use a lot of strength to get through your tornado." The day he burned my hair off as he's a spiteful prick, "I may not be able to see into your head but I did overhear you and my wayward nephew and have a pretty good idea," I hid my head in my knees as I felt my cheeks go scarlet, "you split your head open and it was taking its sweet time closing. I cauterized the wound with bifrost."

Now that was different from what I originally thought, "Why would you not let me bleed out?"

"I pitied you." I raised an eyebrow wanting more detail, "There's nothing more to say." It was strange, I actually could no longer feel hatred for him.

He was an asshole, but he still was honest with me and had assisted me a lot. His intent may be up for debate but there was still some underlying honesty there, I know there was definitely more to say, more information that he's withholding but I don't want to fight with him. I'll still take great pleasure in killing him on a battlefield, but I don't hate him.

~

The next day I woke up to a solitary silence. Something was wrong, I don't know what but there was a feeling that felt like a tragedy was about to happen. Maybe this was the day I'm stupid and do something that allows Odin to execute me, or maybe he just does it anyway for shits and giggles. I lift myself up from the bed I've gotten used to over the past month and get ready, let's see what awaits me I suppose.

Apparently, it was a good thing that awaited me because the moment I got past the mead hall, I saw Atreus. "Loki!" I shouted, trying to grab his attention. Maybe I could delay his lesson with the All-Father, keep him safe a little longer. He doesn't answer, so I rush to his side, "Hey, Loki!"

"I heard you the first time." He spat, his voice full of disgust, what?

"Alright, erm, I'm sorry." he continues walking, and I speed up my pace to match his, "I'm busy, leave me alone." his behaviour is making absolutely no sense. Why is he acting like he hates me?

"What's wrong?" He scoffs and turns to me, his eyes pierced through my own like daggers, and I took a step back, "You're kidding, right?" I just blink, I feel pathetic. Did I say something wrong yesterday? I know I hadn't spilt Asgardian blood yesterday, so what was it? There was no logical explanation. "The orb you sent to attack me?"

"You mean, the orb I sent to protect you?"

"That's not what the All-Father said." He explains to me Odin's story. I had apparently sent it to attack him so he would feel unsafe and we could return home. How could I not realise how this could be spun? Odin was a master of deception, and I'd fallen right into his hands.

"Odin is a liar! I sent that orb to protect you when I couldn't! I didn't know it would shoot bifrost. Just read intent and call for me." I explained to him the truth. How could he not see this? He knows about Mimir, mother, and me. It was so blatantly obvious Odin was lying and manipulating him.

"Why would he lie? It fits with your violent behaviour." Is that all he saw? He didn't see the fact I'd looked for a way to protect him, a way to defend, a strategy to protect him when necessary.

"'Why would he lie?' do you hear yourself? He's manipulating you for whatever the fuck you guys are doing. And for Hel's sake, he called my father's death and my mother's curse an honest mistake not jealous rages. WHICH IS WHAT THEY WERE."

"Those may have been lies, but this one actually makes sense. Getting into fights is all you've done since you've got here."

I snapped, "So learning ways to defend and heal people isn't something?" I poked my finger into his chest, "Strategising ways to get you to safety if necessary isn't something?" I did it again, harder, forcing him back, "bonding with my nephew isn't something?" I pushed him this time, and he fell against the wall, "getting myself to guard duty with an insufferable prick for the sake of peace isn't something? Well, forgive me for trying to do what I thought was best."

"And yet you're the reason I'm pushed against a wall. You're the reason my arms got sliced by Valkyries. You're the reason I'm scarred on my cheek." I pushed myself away and I noticed the surrounding people; Sif, Thor, Heimdall, Thrud, Forseti, and Odin himself. I met Odin's eye and I could see the smirk.

I resisted the urge to end him there, I knew I'd fail. There were others too, but those were the noticeable ones. "And I have done everything I can to repent for those last two, and this - you know he's lying you're just too full of yourself here to notice." I looked around for an escape, and the only one was through the people I recognised. I could feel tears well up already at this argument, and all I know was a sign that strength was abundantly necessary. I didn't have any strength left. I ran as fast as I could through stifling my tears, and I called for the wind to save me.

I felt the wind change it's course and I picked up speed.

By the time I'd reached the willow tree, I was out of breath. It didn't stop me from screaming as the flood of tears came. I'd lost him, I'd lost Atreus. I truly was a failure

A/N - The ending was really heartbreaking to write, I hope you found that effect too. Otherwise, I've failed at my point.

[enchantinglyjade]

Rise of the Titans

Prologue

OC! x Loki

Masterlist | Next

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Another quiet night falls on the kingdom in the sky. Life on the planet is on high alert. Even the grass seems to understand the tension that flows through the air, standing stiff and sharp against the moonlight. All is still.

The Goddess Mother stands alone in a temple. A baby, no more than a few days old, in her hands, supported over a bath of golden nectar. The baby’s cries echo through the maze of columns within the building, as it grasps out for anything to hold.

“I, your mother, Gaia, grant you the power of creation. Upon my death, my own abilities shall also be passed down for you to possess. I, Gaia, grant you the power of divinity and immortality. My daughter, Arali, you are now reborn as ‘Goddess of Fertility’.”

The woman lowers the baby into the liquid, letting the nectar all but consume the child. Bubbles rise to the surface of the liquid until the muffled tears subside into a silence. After a moment of submerging, Gaia lifts the child back into the air with an eager smile. A soft golden hue emits from the baby, as nectar drips from its form and its loud cries once again bounce off the walls.

Gaia had created her child as a last minute resort in hope that the baby could one day restore peace to their kingdom. She had seen the chaos brewing beneath the surface of Mount Olympus and knew the fate that would soon fall on her and her family. With her husband dead and their corrupted son now on the throne, she had but one choice. She used the last bits of her dying magic to create a life within the confines of her stomach that would soon blossom into her predecessor. Perhaps this daughter could protect the life that resided on their Earth once her mother finally withered away.

Arali was born with a head full of orange spirals, similar in color to the autumn leaves that would fall from the trees when Persephone would descend back to the Underworld. She has forest green eyes, and warm honey skin that was a few shades lighter than that of her mother’s. She was small for a Titan, the obvious runt of the family. It seems as though she was born to stand out, an odd child she is indeed. She is strong and determined, but also so pure. She is caring and full of emotion, a weakness among the court. She is reserved, doesn’t spend much time around her elder siblings, and instead would seek company from animals, drawn mostly towards those of prey. From her few years living amongst the gods she had gained the nickname ‘mikró elafína’ or ‘little doe’, which was not exactly a compliment towards the young princess.

The child grew up within the palace walls, happy and naive to the death and rebellion that was slowly rising outside. Gaia did her best to shelter her elafína from danger, keeping her hidden from the other gods, and even more from the rest of Olympia. 

She was close to her big brother Hyperion, and big sister, Rhea. Hyperion is always happy and will often accompany Arali while she roams the castle. Rhea will teach her about their shared nature based powers while their mother rests. Both hope to protect the young one from the wars happening just outside her room, each knowing how important her role is to the safety of their people.

However, before Arali was born, things weren’t always so innocent and happy for the Goddess Mother. Ouranos, Gaia’s now dead husband, once wise and humane, grew into a crew and gruesome leader. He’d punish his own people for upsetting him in the slightest of ways, and even went as far as banishing some of his own children to the depths of Tartarus. Gaia, appalled by his behavior, figured there was only one option left to stop him, and met with her remaining children to plan Ouranos’ murder. Cronus, their youngest son, was determined to show his bravery to his family and was eager to help in her plan. However, her other children were not, for they feared their father’s power. Cronus eventually managed to convince his siblings and they reluctantly joined his fight, successfully murdering their father and freeing their people of his reign. But as his son held a dagger to his heart, Ouranos warned Cronus, “You will be cursed my same fate.”

They threw the dead king’s body into the ocean. Little did they know, a young Aphrodite would emerge from the magic that wept from his corpse and be found by the soon to be Olympians.

Cronus quickly settled into his life as the new King ruling by his mother’s side, but was still haunted by Ouranos. Heeding his father’s last words, Cronus had cast out his own children, demanding to have them killed far away from the kingdom, in fear that they would overthrow him much like how he did his own father. Unbeknownst to him, Gaia and Rhea had helped the children to safety. They were raised among the mortals of Olympia, and were highly admired by them, so much that they often viewed them as their real leaders and protectors. The Titans may be ruling their people through a golden age, but it was no doubt that one day the Olympians would discover their truth and come for Cronus’ head.

In the meantime, the Titans were working on strengthening their more intergalactic alliances, specifically that with their most trustworthy ally, the Asgardians. Gaia is close to Odin and Frigga, the king and queen of Asgard, who much prefer doing business with her compared to her son, Cronus. Gaia is always compassionate, but knows when to be stern. She is a caring leader, looked up to by the people of Olympia, whereas her son tends to be more cutthroat and rules with fear and insecurity.

Gaia introduced Frigga to her youngest daughter, while Frigga shared news about her own newest addition to their family. Frigga had visited Mount Olympus often, and had even assisted Gaia in caring for Arali, for she knew Gaia’s life was quickly draining. Frigga would share many stories and songs with the young one. Arali was nearly as Asgardian as she was Olympian. 

Frigga and Gaia had promised their children to each other from the day they were born, or in Frigga’s case, from the day her son was brought to Asgard. Once the two children had met, they knew they were born to be powerful leaders together. However, things never go as planned.