#jotunn aesir romance

[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

Do you think Asgardians have homophobia? I know Loki was looked down on for not being masculine, would liking men be an issue? I'd love to imagine a more progressive Aesir society, but the movies show that's not the case. Racism against Jotunn and mortals alike, for example.

I theorize that Loki must not gave been well regarded amongst the common folk, either, but other than Thor preference in general, there's no Loki fanfare. I was a bit disappointed that AoA had Elliot Randolph talking a bit about life as a common soldier and citizen but didn't do much for details on their view of the younger prince.

Oh my, this is pure headcanon because unless I'm forgetting something they never addressed that or anything of the sort in canon. Correct me if I'm wrong though.

I want to believe they're not homophobic and I kinda think Asgard would see it more like this:

It would be silly to expect an entirely different planet to go by our rules and see core values such as romance and sex the same way we do. Loki was definitely looked down upon but I don't think that had to do with his sexual orientation - or even that sexual orientation would be a thing on Asgard in the first place. Keep in mind centuries ago it wasn't a thing here either, that only changed with religion and culture shifts.

They do seem to have an ideal of masculinity that is similar to certain traits of toxic masculinity but it's also true that while Thor might be the embodiment of some of those in his first movie he's also a man who doesn't entirely fit the criteria either. He's gentle, he's kind, he apologizes when he does something wrong, he has no issue with physical touch be it with men or women, he acknowledges other people's feelings...

Racism is a whole different issue though, they're high on that one. It's clear they think of themselves as the superior race and they feel entitled to other realms and think other beings are beneath them.

[eclipsecrowned]

🌱 you will tell me about hel. or else // @nightmarecountry

So the gist of any Jotnar bloodline is this:

Once there was an ur-being, Ymir, some weirdo made of venom who suckled on some prehistoric cow and had it pretty good. He had attested offpsring through typical progenitor being oddness, who themselves became the first Jotnar. Eventually, Ymir was slain by three of his own descendants (Bestla's sons, one of whom will be recognized as Odin.) Those descendants then wrecked Ymir's shit entirely post-mortem and made an entire realm out of his remains. So all Jotnar are descended from Ymir, and all Midgard is his tomb.

Hel, however, is a lot closer to Ymir than the general 'ur-being' relation most can claim. You see, the male being that Ymir produced was named Thrudgelmir, who himself had a son named Bergelmir, and all of this is neatly attested to in actual historical records of the Norse mythos. My personal spicy lore, however, is that Bergelmir had issue himself, including a daughter -- Laufey. And this is where Hel's more direct lineage comes into play.

Laufey was an ambitious and beautiful woman, but cold as the frost for which her race would alter be attributed to. Born sickly and waning, she sharpened her mind to rise to power within her grandfather's court. Embittered against the world, she only ever opened her heart to one steadfast, fierce warrior, a baseborn Jotunn named Farbauti. Farbauti won countless honors and wars in his time, a grim and fearless man, and the pair inevitably became a power couple. From their union, two children were born -- The youngest, Byleistr, would be the fragile Laufey's death. The eldest, however, was...

Loki. Loki, fiery, free-wheeling, perennially tragicomic Aesir jester and Odin slanderer pride of the Jotnar. A man who in my telling is a far cry from most media depictions, a proud and flame-haired manipulator who threw himself proudly into the affairs of his foster brother, Odin. It's a pity such loyalty was repaid with endless tears and loss, but that's the way of cyclical mythology, I guess. By every telling of the story, however, he was at some point joined to the Jotnar witch known as Angrbotha (Angrboda if you want to play with your runes.) Angrbotha was herself a great leader of the realm known as the Ironwood, and a respected seeress and enemy to the Aesir. Seeing how danger is Loki's biggest turn on, the pair had a wartime romance, and got three children off of the arrangement. The youngest of these children is...

Hel herself.

As for her own generation, Hel has five attested brothers, whether full or half. These include the horse Sleipnir, the wolf Fenrir, the serpent Jormungandr, and Sigyn's sons Vali and Narvi. She also has an assortment of male cousins courtesy of her Uncle Byleistr. It's actually a key part of her dynamic with her family history that she's the only daughter born in the family of late.

The following generation, however, has only Hel's nephews Hati and Skoll, and once, a child of Hel's own, born to a mortal woman some centuries ago. She does in fact have an extant bloodline in the modern era of her mainverse, the divinity all but wrung out of them. They are far more Johanna's family than they ever were Hel's, down to their name.

By Ymir's ur-being status, she's also distantly related to the ruling family of Asgard through not just Loki and Odin's blood-brotherhood, but the fact Odin's mother was Jotnar. She might actually be doubly distantly related to Thor due to the whole 'his mom was a Jotnar also' thing. Also, my Utgard-Loki muse is a more catty corner great-nephew, give or take a generation, to Laufey so Hel's got direct blood ties to the current Jotnar king.

[hjbender]

In Bloom

Chapter 13, The Little Frost Troll

Fairies and flowers and frost troll kisses, oh my. 

They walked through the forest for a little while longer, Loki sometimes falling behind to smell flowers or inspect trees or study crawling insects. He was fascinated by holes in the ground and hollow tree trunks, sniffing around them and peering into them, quietly asking the darkness if anyone was home. It was absolutely endearing to watch. Thor could tell when Loki was interested in something because his tail would curl into a serpentine shape and the flat, spadelike tip would flick rapidly back and forth.

Thor couldn’t remember the last time he was so enchanted by someone. Everything about Loki was wonderful. Such brightness and curiosity packed into his little body, so much energy and eagerness. Already he was looking better, Thor thought proudly. Filling out, gaining weight, his skin no longer stretched over his bones, his belly and face looking fuller. He was still thin, but his malnourished appearance had faded and his sharp features were becoming soft. Even his tail was looking thicker and stronger, like a long blue snake. He was beautiful. A handsome little frost troll, the most charming, sweet-natured person Thor had ever—

He was so focused on Loki that he walked headfirst into a low-hanging tree limb. He blurted out an oath and rubbed the side of his head, then began to laugh at his own foolishness.

Loki looked up from the pudgy green caterpillar he was petting and scampered back to Thor’s side. “What happened? Did you hurt yourself?”

“Not really. I, uh. Wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” Thor grinned sheepishly and rubbed his throbbing temple. The salt of his hand produced a stinging sensation and he knew he had broken the skin.

“You scraped yourself,” said Loki, standing on his tiptoes to see the injury. “It’s bleeding a little. Do you want me to lick it? I can, if you want.” His eyes were wide and urgent, ready to offer his care.

Thor rolled his lips together, thinking. It was only a little scratch, hardly worth dressing, but he suddenly found himself longing for Loki’s touch. He had been gone all day yesterday, tending to business on Midgard, and now every fiber of his being seemed sore and aching, yearning for Loki’s presence. He craved the sound of his voice and the warmth of his company, for it meant that goodness and mercy and kindness was still alive and well in Yggdrasil. And perhaps Loki, who had been so deprived of care and comfort, longed for Thor’s touch as much as Thor longed for his.

Slowly Thor bent his leg and lowered himself onto one knee, until Loki was a few inches taller than him. Loki crept forward and took Thor’s face in his small hands—one cupping his chin, the other resting on his thick blond hair—leaned down, and began to wash the bloody scrape with his strong, bristly little tongue.

Thor closed his eyes and released a long, slow breath. “That feels so nice,” he said, though “nice” was a poor word to describe it. It felt incredible. The stinging pain was gone in an instant, the throbbing sensation fading under Loki’s tender ministrations.

“This is how troll mothers clean their young,” said Loki between licks. “So I’ve been told. I have no experience caring for babies.”

Thor smiled. “Maybe—” He stopped short as echoes of a previous conversation came to his mind.

Do you think you’ll ever have a family of your own someday, Loki?

I’m not sure. It doesn’t seem very likely. I don’t even know if my belly works.

“Maybe what?” asked Loki.

Out of the corner of his vision, Thor saw that Loki had shut his eyes and seemed to be in some sort of peaceful trance. His pointed ears were pressed flat against his head, and his tail, which had settled atop Thor’s bent knee, was beginning to slip around his thigh almost protectively. Anchoring him. Keeping him close. Thor wondered if this was a maternal instinct. It reminded him of a cat cleaning her kittens, how the mother would pin her youngsters in place with her paws while she diligently bathed them.

But he didn’t want to cause Loki any anguish or distress over his ability—or lack of it—to produce offspring, so he tried to rework his answer.

“Uh, maybe. Maybe I need to… keep more… focus gooder.” Thor struggled to remember what words were and how to use them. “Need to… wash where I walk…”

Loki was lapping at his cheek now, moving toward his ear, and it was awakening something deep and powerful inside Thor. His hand unconsciously settled on the side of Loki’s bare waist, fingers spread wide. Loki was so petite that Thor’s smallest finger rested on his hip while his thumb touched lowest of Loki’s ribs. He pressed his palm into Loki’s side, squeezing gently with his fingers, glad to feel the thin layer of fat forming over his strong, lean muscles.

There was something very pleasing about having palpable evidence of Loki’s good health. That he wasn’t just living, but thriving. Or so Thor hoped.

He pulled back reluctantly with a hazy, sleepy look on his face. “Are you happy here, Loki?” he asked in a gravelly voice, his eyes searching Loki’s face. “Am I doing right by you? Was it wrong of me to bring you to Asgard and make you endure the sun and heat? Would you have been happier elsewhere?”

The moonstone around Loki’s neck glowed brightly as he held Thor’s face in his hands, his tail swishing slowly back and forth. “I am very happy here, Thor. Despite all that’s happened today, losing my tooth, biting you, hurting my nose… I have never been so content.”

Thor glowed with gladness. To know that Loki was happy, to be reassured that he was treating Loki well and taking good care of him, was the greatest, most satisfying thing Thor had ever felt.

Loki returned Thor’s smile, stroking his bristly cheeks with his thumbs. He pursed his lips and leaned forward, planting them awkwardly on Thor’s forehead. He remained completely still for a moment, then pulled back with a quiet smacking sound.

“Is that how it’s done?” he whispered. “Making the kiss? Was it the right time?”

Thor was quite certain his heart melted at the sweet innocence of the questions. “Yes, Loki, it was perfect timing. It was a wonderful kiss. Thank you.” He clasped both of Loki’s hands in his own and kissed his small blue knuckles.

Loki grinned, revealing his missing fang, and Thor’s heart was rendered a warm, sugary puddle. He could kneel here like this for hours, he thought, just staring at Loki’s lovely face, holding his cool little hands.

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Tagging @erdediekatze, @wu-the-stoic, and also @spacefloozy for inciting inspiring the whole “Thor smuggles fairies and other small contraband creatures into Asgard and Heimdall tries to do his job but ehhh what are a few fairies gonna d--OH SHIT” idea

[navarroserra]

Juniper

Folk Names: needle yew, cedar, savin, bastard killer, fairy circle, hackmatack, gin berry, horse savin, gorst, aiten, dwarf juniper, genevier, genévrier, ginepro, enebro, gemeiner, gin plant, wachholder

Element: Fire

Planet: Sun

Deities:

Audhumla: The Great Cow. Nourisher. Primal shaping force of the universe.

Good Dwarves: The Master Smiths.

Hel (German Holle, Hulda) of the Aesir: The Goddess of the Dead and the Afterlife, she herself is half-dead, half alive. The Vikings viewed her with considerable trepidation. Nevertheless, the Germans saw her as Mother Holle and helpful in times of need, but vengeful upon those who transgress natural law.

Loki: Aesir and Jotunn, Trickster and Fire Jotunn

Nanna, of the Vanir: She is married to Baldur and mother to Forseti. She is a goddess of Love, Romance and Fertility, also of Wealth and Prosperity.

Nerthus German Hertha): She is Mother Earth and a Goddess of the Sea and ofRivers.

Ran, of the Vanir: The Ravager. She is married to Aegir, is malicious and unpredictable.

Skadi of the Vanir: Mistress of Dark Magic and the Goddess of Winter and of the Hunt.

Thor of the Aesir: The red-headed God of Thunder and weather in general, powerful Protection, Inspiration, Magical Power, and Personal Strength

Tyr of the Aesir: Odin’s son, Tyr is the God of Law & Justice, Rational Thought and Right Order, Protection, Divination, Astronomy, Strength and Courage

Weiland (Weyland): The Smith of the Gods.

Powers: Protection, Banish Negativity, Love, Abundance, Banishment, Vivid Dreams, Fertility, Grounding, Prosperity, Purification, Success, Increase and stimulate psychic powers, Break Curses, Exorcisms, Calm, Healing

About:

Juniper is a very good cleansing tool when it is bundled and burned within a space, The smoke clearing was commonly used in the springtime, and when one considers own endangered Palo Santo and white sage is Juniper is a good alternative and considering we all follow a (though varying from person to person) a Norse belief this herb is a great way to honor the gods, Jotunn, Goddess, etc with a native cleansing herb. Juniper was without a doubt used by the Norse, and a good amount of documentation can be found within Trolldom, the folk magic tradition of Sweden, Denmark, and Norway, these documentations include many different uses for Juniper. The ash, oil, berries, and even branches would be used for removing curses. It is an herb that is heavily versatile.

[ao3feed-thorki]

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by ChiharuEnomoto33

Embarcados en una misión no muy grata para el dios del trueno y sus amigos, estos llegan a Jotunheim, donde toman como prisionero a Loki, un jötun enano que Thor cree es el único que puede ayudarlos en su travesía.

El príncipe aesir piensa que está en control de la situación y que como tal llegará a su meta sin demoras. No contaba con que una de las incógnitas de la ecuación no cuadrara en nada con lo previsto: Loki.

Words: 42782, Chapters: 24/24, Language: Español

Fandoms: Thor (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Loki, Thor, Sif, Hogun, Fandral, Volsstag, Odin, Frigga, Helblindi, Byleistr, Laufey, Farbauti

Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel), Loki/Thor

Additional Tags: Slow Romance, Slow Burn, Drama, Angst, Jotunheim, Intersex Loki (Marvel), Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Fantasia, Mitologia nordica, Racismo, Asgard, Travesía

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[darknessnav]

About Darius

You should view my webpage ON A COMPUTER. Or use DESKTOP VIEW setting in your mobile WEB-BROWSER. Not the Tumblr app. So I can’t be bothered with posting the images that go along with this since you can’t be bothered to go to the proper platform. (Sorry, mun is annoyed about this.)

“This one’s tale is one most unknown. He is not known for the tall tales of a clever wit and tongue. He is not known well at all. Niflheim of the timeless bore this one. Muspel was his womb. This one was not born of flesh and blood. This one came from whispers in the depths of a mirror’s mind. The whispers of dark desires, of murder, of lust, and of depravity. For that reason, the names most tied to I are that of darkness. If darkness were to have a face, I would be that face. If darkness were to want a voice, I would speak in its name. Darkness is cold and calculating and darkness is in my veins.”

Darius is not Loki as one would know him to be. He is not Loki in myth nor is he Loki in Marvel. He is his own entity. He is the darkness that was harbored in another, manifested in jotun form. He has no family. He has no home. Darius wanders the streets of the only realm he knows, Earth, or what he would call Midgard.

He has no goals or missions in life, only just to experience until his dying breath. He does not understand pain and emotion as we would. He does not understand sorrow and anguish. These things are unknown to him, and though they try to leave their mark on his dark soul, their efforts are in vain. His are the desires of a madman, of a psycho, of a killer. What actions he wants to take, he takes them. He does not give himself time to think of the consequences.

ＭＹＲＫＲ   ＴＡＴＴＵＲ

Warning/disclaimer: ALL OF THIS basically. Please read prior to interacting with this muse!

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Name: Darius Eirik Manngason (Manngason = “son of no one”) Nicknames: Loki, Dalie, Blueberry, Smurf, Dark One, Once-Thought, Dark Incarnation, Loki Loptrson Wishlist Nickname: None; he gives no fucks toward names Birthday: January 17th (Zodiac Capricorn) Age: Physically 5 years (his body was created July 23, 2012), looks like mid-thirties, contains the wealth of knowledge of Loki, so acts much older than either of the previously listed ages. Ethnicity: Jotunn (Frost Giant) Height: 6’4” (male) / 5’8” (female) Weight: Approx 635lbs (but feels like 200lbs with his levitation spell) Body Type: Darius is much unlike the stereotypical build of Loki. His frame is thick with muscle, yet he is still ‘small’ by Asgardian standards for warriors. When compared to someone like Thor, Darius would still appear small-framed. However, Darius stands physically taller than Loki by two or three inches, making him eye-level to Thor. Darius possesses a thicker, squarer jawline, and his eyebrows looks more chiseled and prominent than that of Loki’s. Skin color: Deep blue, close to ultramarine blue in Jotun form, pale white/alabaster (like humans) in Aesir form. Eye Color: Red with red sclera in Jotun form, green eyes with white sclera in Aesir form. Hair: Raven black, mid-length hair Scars: A large yet subtle scar across his stomach/abdominal region and a smaller more prominent one over his sternum. Burns: No Over weight: No Under weight: No Other Physical Traits: He has markings all over his body in his Jotun form that are akin to very thin, raised lines, giving him a somewhat tribal appearance. However, the thin lines are easily unnoticeable as they are so thin and barely raised. One would likely have to be looking for them, or they must be under some harsh lighting’s angle. Smells like: Differs based off of the shampoos/body washes he uses, mostly consisting of sandalwood, citrus, or cinnamon. Without the influence of shampoos/body wash, he would have a “freezer burn” kind of smell. Speech Traits: Deep voice, he speaks as though he has an accent, yet the accent is no definable match to any existing accents. Stance: He has a very rigid stance, appearing taller than he is, which is very tall. His feet are about 24 inches apart when he stands. Walk: He has something of a saunter-like walk, very casual and relaxed no matter the place or occasion. He walks with confidence and as though he has extreme familiarity of his surroundings. Common Gestures: Occasionally, he may tap his fingers on his side. He often shifts his weight from one foot to another every few minutes. He tends to move his head around as though he is looking for details. When exposed to many sounds or scents, he will sometimes close his eyes as he is very over-stimulated by his senses. Facial Expressions: He has a very unreadable face. It hints at multiple feelings, yet the eyes tell you that feelings are not present. He sometimes scowls, he sometimes look perplexed, and sometimes he even looks upset or depressed. Clothes and Shoes: He isn’t particularly picky about clothes. He will generally stick to flannel shirts that button up, although sometimes he will wear a thin long-sleeved or sleeveless undershirt, generally black in color. The flannel shirts tend to be vibrant red plaid shirts. He will wear an array of jeans, the most of which will be dark blue, grey, or black. Cosmetics: He doesn’t use too much, being a low-maintenance sort of fellow. He will occasionally use some oil to slick his hair back. Education: Religious education, Apprenticeship, Non-traditional education. Self-taught, very intelligent. Financial Status: Wealthy Lives in: an abandoned insane asylum located in Finland with no immediate neighboring buildings/residencies. Languages Known: English, Finnish, Swedish, Ancient Norse, Icelandic, Norweigan, Jotun, Asgardian Relationship Status: Single Sexual Orientation: Omnisexual, Sexuality: Sexually adventurous, experienced, promiscuous. Romantic Orientation: Romance repulsed Religious views: Atheistic, believes in an afterlife, believes in reincarnation, aliens exist (he’s proof of them). Beliefs: He believes that nothing matters. This is his biggest belief. One can spend their life trying to accomplish a great many things, however in the long run, their actions will be forgotten. They will be forgotten. The future will not remember them, no matter what. Perhaps some surviving documents will last for centuries, however Darius believes nothing lasts forever. Family: He has NO parents, NO siblings, and four children. Twins by Thanos and a daughter by an alternate Loki named Layla (all childrens’ whereabouts are unknown), and one son by simactire named Icarus (Dalie’s not allowed to see said son because of reasons…) Classification: He is an emotionless homicidal, suicidal, cannibalistic, sadistic, psychopathic sociopath. Reputation: He is well known to be violent and dangerous. Motto: “I don’t care.” Moral Code: He has no moral code. Fears: He has none. Strengths: He is physically strong. His logical thinking often puts an end to irrational emotional impulses. Weaknesses and Shortcomings: His apathy is very disruptive in his day-to-day actions. He also feels mildly uncomfortable at anything mentioning the heart. Personality Flaws: Paranoid, Schizoid, Antisocial. Severity of each is noticeable and somewhat disruptive. Desperation: He isn’t exactly desperate. His apathetic view on life disables any yearning. Most and Least Self-Serving Actions: Sex is the most self-serving thing he does on a frequent basis. He enjoys the way it feels and disregards what his partner feels. Least self-serving would be to help anyone else. He sees no point in doing that. Prejudices: He will look at someone and throw stereotypes at them in a very rude way. He will call a woman who has had many partners a slut. He will call a man who lays with another man gay in an offensive way. He belittles women, believing that being male is just more fun. However whether he actually feels this way is unknown. In truth, Darius does a lot of things mainly to get a rise out of someone. He will be mean, nasty, and cruel, do nearly whatever it takes to upset someone. Secrets: He has no secrets. He is a very open and free type of guy. He does not worry so much about the consequence of others knowing what it is he does. However, he does not offer such information freely. Usually one has to ask, otherwise he will not talk. Secrecy about Personal Information: Open and honest. Reliability of Memory: Eidetic (though due to rising mental conditions, some memories have been erased) Sense(s) of Humor: Vulgar, Complex, Dark, Physical, Openly displayed, Unique, and Passive (provides commentary) Special talent(s): Not possessing any fucks to give about anyone or anything. Images That Remind Me of Darius: Linked here. (To prevent lag in this page’s loading) Struggling With: Obtaining fucks to give.

Myers-Brigs Personality: ENTJ  || Info: [ LINK ] & [ LINK ]

MIND - This trait determines how we interact with our environment.

83% EXTRAVERTED

ENERGY - This trait shows where we direct our mental energy.

72% INTUITIVE

NATURE - This trait determines how we make decisions and cope with emotions.

90% THINKING

TACTICS - This trait reflects our approach to work, planning and decision-making.

63% JUDGING

IDENTITY - This trait underpins all others, showing how confident we are in our abilities and decisions.

88% ASSERTIVE

{ SKILLS }

(Ratings out of 10, zero being none at all, one being very poor, five being average, and 10 being beyond excellent.)

Attack: 10/10

Physical Prowess: 10/10

Strength: 10/10

Fortitude: 10/10

Intelligence: 9/10

Endurance: 9/10

Weaponized Combat: 9/10

Speed: 9/10

Magic: 8/10

Defense: 8/10

Resilience: 8/10

Perception: 7/10

Raw Force: 7/10

Historical Knowledge: 7/10

Mental Health: 6/10

Hand-to-Hand Combat: 6/10

Range: 6/10

Grace: 5/10

Charisma: 4/10

Strategies: 4/10

Persuasion: 3/10

Teamwork: 1/10

Leadership: 0/10

{ TRAITS }

—— POSITIVE ——-

Determined, Open-Minded, Attentive to Detail, Analytic, Curious, Generally unbiased, Calm, Unfazed, Unperturbed, Unprejudiced, Brutally honest, Takes responsibility for his actions, Courageous, Authentic, Very alert, Bold, Very tolerant of others, Very creative in his numerous endeavors, Hard-working.

——- NEGATIVE ——-

Very apathetic, Very impulsive, Violent, Abusive, Menacing, Spiteful, Can be confusing, Unpredictable, Bullying, Mentally unstable, Disconnected, Unfaithful/Disloyal, Extremely malevolent, Indulges heavily in addictive substances, Abuses alcohol, Complete lack of deference, Reckless, Impatient, Unempathetic.

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{ LIKES }

COLOURS: Blue, green, silver, red, black

SMELLS: Vanilla, satin sheets, grass, citrus-y, earthy, sandalwood, spicy

FOOD: Veggies mostly. Very home-grown things, Boston cream pie, popcorn

FRUITS: Pomegranate and peaches

DRINKS: Water, freshly-brewed tea, and fresh lemonade

ANIMALS: Dogs/wolves, ravens/crows, snakes

ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? yes [ ✓ ] || no [ ] favourites: Vodka, Whiskey, Absinthe, and rectified spirits.

HOBBIES: picking flowers, murder, messing with people, a little torture here or there, and collecting violins

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{ OTHER DETAILS }

SMOKES?: yes [] || no [] || sometimes [ ✓ ]

MEDICINAL DRUGS?: yes [] || no [] || sometimes [ ✓✓✓✓ ]

NARCOTICS?: yes [] || no [] || sometimes [ ✓ ]

DRINKS ALCOHOL?: yes [ ✓✓✓✓✓ ] || no [] || sometimes []

DRIVER LICENSE?: yes [] || no [ ✓ ]

PILOT LICENSE?: yes [] || no [ ✓ ]

EVER BEEN ARRESTED? no [] || yes [ ✓✓✓✓✓✓ ] almost []

INDULGENT FOODS?: yes [] || no [] || sometimes [ ✓ ]

SPLURGE SPENDS?: yes [] || no [] || sometimes [ ✓ ]

GAMBLES?: yes [] || no [] || sometimes [ ✓ ]

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Aesthetics:

[ COLOURS ] red. brown. green. blue. pink. black. silver. gold. grey. metallic. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. apple red. navy blue. crimson. blood red. cobalt blue. ultramarine blue. maroon. midnight blue. periwinkle. bronze. copper. scarlet red. mahogany. cherry red. indigo. azure. cyan. sepia. hot pink. mauve. arctic blue.

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. rain. snow. moon. stars. cold. frost. moonlight. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunset. dewdrops.

[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. lips. bruises. scars. scratches. wounds. eyes. hands. sweat. muscular. slender. hair. athletic.

[ WEAPONS ] dagger. spear. poison. throwing axes. knives. throwing knives. powers. magical items. magic. words. sewing needles. sledgehammer. crowbar. brute strength. flame thrower. shears.

[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. diamonds. sapphires. emeralds. metal. leather. velvet. denim. brick. glitter. blood. latex. zirconia. garnet.

[ NATURE ] roses. daisies. tulips. petals. thorns. flowers. tundra. rain forest. caves. space. chrysanthemums. belladonna. crystals. autumn. winter. mist. fog.

[ ANIMALS ] wolves. black panther. owls. vultures. snakes. spiders. fish. sharks. dogs. praying mantises. crows. ravens. dragons. komodo dragons. ladybugs. gazelle. bats. scorpions.

[ FOODS/DRINKS ] salt. wine. champagne. hard liquor. spices. apple. orange. watermelon. fruits. meat. fish. caramel. nuts. cinnamon. banana. spinach. seafood. vanilla. vodka. moscato. sangria. juice. honey. pineapple. cantaloupe. tangerine. lemonade. pecan. hazelnut.

[ HOBBIES ] gardening. smithing. fighting. cooking. sewing. electronics. technology. video cameras. movies. violin. guitar. harp. motorcycle riding. running. science.

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sun glasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. platforms.

[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. landscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. loss. hugs. kisses. cruelty. blood. torture. sex. sea shells. specimen jars. medicine bottles. bones. antlers. marbles. healer. killer. liar. dreams. nightmares. angels. demons. meditation. chimes.

STORY TIME:

Darius’ real name is Loki Loptrson. He was created by Loki (specifically my muse, LokaTattur, a.k.a. LiefullyLoki) and in some ways or another he /is/ Loki.

Darius started out solely as a thought in Loki’s mind. By this, I mean he was the dark voice in LokaTattur’s mind. We all have a dark side, we all have that little voice or conscious half that knows it’s wrong but won’t stop you from thinking of doing an evil deed. It’s your own will power that prevents you from acting out on your dark thoughts.

Darius is those dark thoughts, that whim you never let yourself take. In this particular case, he’s that for LokaTattur, or as he once was called “Liefully.” (My original Loki blog was LiefullyLoki, Darius came later and his original blog was DalieIsInYourCloset.)

My precious Liefully had once been so beaten and tortured by Thanos for a bargain he never made (his identity was mistaken since there are so many Lokis out there), that he didn’t nearly die, he truly did die. He was fortunate that another Loki, AsgardianOutcast, cared enough about him that he wasn’t willing to let Liefully stay dead. He bargained with Hel to free Liefully.

Ever since that time, Liefully was never the same again. He got PTSD, he got it really bad. Asgardian was there for him, though. And while Liefully changed into this new person, Asgardian loved him and protected him all the same.

One fateful week, Asgardian had to return to his own universe (because every Loki lives in an alternate reality) and was gone for a week because he had to go to war with another realm (he was king of Asgard). Liefully would’ve been fine spending that week alone.

The problem came in the form of Thanos.

Thanos returned to Earth to find Liefully, he started threatening those Liefully cared about to tell him where Loki is. This caused Liefully to completely snap. And Darius stepped in the place of this broken god and wielded control over Liefully’s form. Liefully was so out of sorts, he allowed his dark thoughts to manifest, become stronger, and become violent. His logic was if he could push away everyone he loved, they’d be safe from harm. They were only in danger because Loki cared about them. So he let Darius, who was only just the dark thoughts in his head at the time, take over and be as vicious and violent as he wanted all in an effort to push them away, to deter them.

Asgardian came back, and it was good that he did. He was able to snap Liefully out of it, where no one else, not even Loki’s brother, could.

But Darius didn’t want to go away. He didn’t want to recede. He had a taste of life and he wanted more. Since he knew everything there was to know about his mind-sharer, he used that to press all of Liefully’s buttons, the ones that would make him break, make him snap, so that Darius could get control again.

It wasn’t working. Asgardian was there and he was watching over Liefully carefully. Darius was soon only able to communicate with others when Liefully chose to rest. He then encountered another Loki, TheWickedLoki, who gave him a deal. Wicked would give Darius the body he wanted and Darius would do what Wicked wanted.

Darius took this deal. So, soon after, he was born to his very own body from the use of magic and the blood and hair of Loki (Wicked and yet another Loki’s hair/blood sample).

Fully grown, Darius had all of Liefully’s memories and no idea how to feel. The memories were like movies to Darius. He could see them, hear them, but he could not feel them, not smell them, not taste them. Liefully’s memories were, for the most part, useless to Darius.

However, he used a lot of them to be able to articulate, to be able to construe things, like knowing fire burns without having to feel it. This led to one factors of Darius’ fearlessness. He knew things that he didn’t have to experience. He because a highly rational thinker, disabling the needs or natural inclination for all emotions.

Darius originally had no emotions. But as time went on, he gained life experiences that he couldn’t get from Liefully’s memories. He learned what pain felt like, he learned what meat tasted like, so on and so forth. Over time, he learned many of the things we learn in our infancy and childhood.

While Darius is indeed a grown male, he is also much like a child, still learning a lot of things. His curiosity leads him to do strange things. As the once-thought of Liefully’s dark side, Darius has carried out many of the cruel acts that Liefully would think of but never dare do. So Darius’ dark inclination is because of his origins. And his behavior is due to his lack of experience in so much that we take for granted. Of course, he’s also just a big douche-bagel who loves pissing everyone off or freaking everyone out.

Darius’ weaknesses are very hard to see when one speaks with and interacts with him, but he too suffers greatly from the split. He longs for the solitude he was immensely used to. Being in his own body, Darius has learned much to his dismay that he cannot turn away from his physical senses and signals and sometimes these olfactory senses drive him mad. The silence, darkness, and solitude of Loki’s mind was an experience Darius had taken far for granted and has never been able to regain as a result of the split. Granted, he has learned to live with his olfactory senses, he stills longs for that peace of the mind.

Additional Info:

Darius was also severely desensitized to everything because he carried with him a copy of all of Loki’s memories and knowledge when he gained his own corporeal form. He has the knowledge to know the cause and effects of so many things yet he doesn’t have the feelings (physical or emotional) that are tied to the knowledge he has. One example of this is: You know that cutting your hand means it will bleed. For Darius, he has this knowledge. But before he was given his own body, he didn’t know the sensations that were tied to this. Thus, he was mentally ready for a cut of the hand and the sensations caused by the action didn’t train him to avoid being cut. Instead, when Darius experiences a cut of the hand, he registers the tingling sensations of the nerves telling him of pain, he feels his hand getting hot as blood rushes to the spot, he feels the way the cut skin reacts to any flexing movements done to it. Instead of having every desire to avoid it, these feelings make him curious. He already knows the consequences of a cut, but he doesn’t necessarily know the sensations tied to them.

So, in short, Darius doesn’t function like Loki at all. He might have Loki’s blood, Loki’s memories, and Loki’s knowledge of magic, potions, and spells, but he’s not Loki. He’s only part of Loki. Both he and Loki are parts of one another, yet they act as separate wholes.

(Daria = Darius’s female name)

Common Misconceptions About Darius:

Emotions (this one is long): A lot of people are very used to a character that possesses emotions, even if they’re hidden/masked. For Loki, most expect him to be angry when he brings pain to others, even if he’s clearly laughing maniacally as he does it. Your instinct is to assume he has some kind of negative emotions burrowing deep within that cause him to do what he does. Everyone has the instinct that behind every action and saying, there’s some emotion driving it. Darius wasn’t born like a normal individual. He didn’t have a childhood. He didn’t develop a brain like we do. Darius was born in the mind of another, completely devoid of feeling emotions toward what he could hear and see and having the wisdom and comprehension of one who has already learned the rewards and consequences of their actions. He was designed to function without emotional bias. After he was kind of transplanted from one mind to his own body to control, this is when Darius began developing his own olfactory senses. He’s still learning a lot! But for the most part, his mental state was developed before he obtained a physical form, so he processes everything very differently from others!!! We know not to do certain things because of their consequences, like sticking your hand in a fire burns and hurts. For Darius, he knows full well the consequences for his actions, but instead of fearing getting hurt, he finds it a mind-boggling function of the physical form and tries to understand it by doing that which most would learn not to do when they were young. He’s not biased by emotional responses because he has not developed emotions enough to have emotional responses. So he doesn’t feel afraid to get hurt, he doesn’t have any phobias and worries about one thing or another because he didn’t develop like a child would. Despite being incredibly intelligent and calculating, there’s a whole lot he doesn’t know, a whole lot that he didn’t have the benefits of a childhood to develop so while he is most certainly a full-grown adult, he is also a child about many things, emotions being one of them. He has himself psyched out to think he can’t feel and when you have never felt emotions before, it’s very hard to identify them within yourself. Every emotion he learns is heavily tied to the physical indicators of that emotional response. And since he has a lifetime stuffed in his head that’s completely devoid of the emotional context of each memory (we’re talking about Loki’s memories, not Darius’ memories), he’s come to expect that level of emotional magnitude, which is no feelings. To him, a lot of things are like watching a film. He can see what’s happening and hear what’s happening, but he has no emotional context for those things so what he sees doesn’t inspire emotional responses. So to put things simply, Darius is almost completely lacking in emotions. He’s learning them slowly, but for now, he hasn’t felt the full emotional spectrum.

Getting angry: A lot of people are very used to being able to piss someone off by calling them names or drudging up unfavorable memories for that individual or even physically poking and prodding them until they burst with rage. Well, that stuff doesn’t work on Darius. Being one that lacks the ability to feel irrationally emotional over things, calling him names are either interpreted as “Duh” or “That’s weird, but okay.” You can totally call him a blueberry or a smurf, he isn’t going to get mad. His thought process works this way: “Oh, I see what you’re doing there. You’re calling me a blueberry because my skin’s blue.” And insinuating names that most would find insulting like “retard,” he just sees the misconception of the name. It’d be like calling a cat a dog. The cat doesn’t care what you call it, even if that’s an incorrect identification of the animal. It’s going to continue going about it’s catty business. As far as Darius is concerned, you can call him a horse-fucker (since people sometimes mistake him for Loki who once did the deed with a horse) and all he thinks is “Well, I didn’t fuck a horse, so you’re wrong. That’s on you, not me. -shrug-” Darius has absolutely no emotional response that will drive him to want to contradict someone’s accusation of him. Someone can be like “I bet you can’t do that!” and he’ll respond with “Yeah, I can.” and if they say “Prove it!” He’d just be like “Why? I don’t care if you believe me or not. That doesn’t change the fact that I can do what I said I can do.” It’s another misconception that he feels grumpy. He might act and sound grumpy, but he’s rarely in this negative end of the spectrum.

Murderer’s gonna do what a murderer’s gonna do: A lot of people think “Oh shit, Darius is a murderer, he’s a psychopath, he’s sadistic. Fuck, my muse is doomed.” Nope, that’s not quite so. Sure there’ll be times where Darius will blatantly hurt your muse, but he gets a lot of fun from picking them apart psychologically. He loves to try to figure out what makes people tick. So you can expect him entering in conversations with muses and be several replies in without having made any actual life-threatening actions or threats toward your muse’s life. He may be a murderer but murdering takes energy and sometimes he just doesn’t feel like murdering, sometimes he just wants to talk. I’m not saying that’s a good thing! Sometimes he uses conversation to learn of someone’s weaknesses and insecurities so he can use that against them later. He’s a man without a plan, but he acts like someone who knows exactly what he’s doing. He’s strange like that. Besides, one of his most popularly repeated sayings is “Dead things are no fun.” He gets a lot more enjoyment in ‘experimenting’ on others. He loves to test the boundaries and

My muse is going to annoy the fuck out of him: This is really similar to getting angry, being that it’s nearly impossible to annoy Darius. All the usual tactics one can employ to annoy someone don’t really work on Darius. You can’t talk his ear off, he’ll listen patiently. You can’t insult him, he wouldn’t care. You can’t drudge up bad memories, he doesn’t have them. You can pull pranks on him and he’ll usually respond in the most anti-climactic way. A most commonly referred to example is the time an Anon decided to dunk hot salsa all over him. He didn’t get mad, he was more like “Really? What a waste of salsa.” No “WHY DID YOU DO THAT, YOU LITTLE BITCH, IMMA WRONG YOUR NECK.” It was just “Darn, I just took a shower too. Guess I have to go take another one now…” That’s not to say it’s impossible to annoy him. The ways in which Darius functions.

Reverse Psychology: It generally doesn’t work on him. You’ll never know if saying “Leave me alone” will make him want to stay and continue causing trouble for your muse or if he’ll be like “Okay, bye.” Likely, if he knows what your muse wants, he makes the conscious choice of whether or not he wants to give it to them. It’s going to be a 50/50 chance. If your muse tries to psyche him out by stating something to the opposite of what they want him to follow through with, chances are he’ll follow through with that thing the muse told him to do. This is really complicated and I can’t give any solid examples as to what I mean. It’s a little like Princess Bride, that scene where Westley and the balding guy had a duel of witts. Darius is Westley in that case. Your muse will likely lose one way or another.

He’s dark, he’s into the kinky shit: Not necessarily. He gets off on feeling power but he doesn’t exactly get a hard-on if it’s clear your muse is in pain. He likes knowing he’s in control and hates not being in control. He’s not a Dom, he’s an attacker, there’s a huge difference. Mainly being, there’s no such thing as a safe word for him. He’s going to do what satisfies his carnal needs and will probably make little effort to ensure his partner is also enjoying things. This doesn’t mean he’s into hand cuffs, leather, whips, chains, etc. He’s a little less easy to pin than that. It doesn’t mean he’s not open to those things, but usually he’s going to do things his way or he’s going to leave and find someone else to “play” with.  

FACECLAIMS

In case anyone’s confused… Darius is blue skinned and his eyes are solid red. Darius’ skin has thinly raised jotun marking all over his body. Like this:

He has TWO male face claims. One is Tom Hiddleston (as Loki):

And the other is Ian Somerhalder (as Damon):

The reason for this is because Damon has a lot of mannerisms that are very Darius-like to me. But in my mind, he still looks like Tom Hiddleston’s Loki, regardless of the face claim.

Darius’ female face claim is Eva Green (in various roles):

Quirks my muse occassionally has (note: quirk definitions not written by me):

Smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug.

Binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time.

Drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs.

Night Owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night.

Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time.

Negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism.

Swearing: the use of offensive language.

Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom.

Foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience.

Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit.

Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention.

Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness.

Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence.

Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority.

Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness.

Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance.

Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity.

Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility.

Eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation.

Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest.

Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breakthrough a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune.

Humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune.

Photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail.

Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system.

Exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is.

Quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively.

Interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements.

Gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet.

Melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.

Fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience.

Skeptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations.

Abbreviating: Giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names.

guess who doesn’t give a fuck about your opinion

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Headcanons: Hel + Relationships

Hel has never really had the ABILITY to explore romance or her own sexuality -- She interacts HEAVILY with the dead, and she has never been THAT starved for affection that she turn to her Guests.

Ultimately, Hel is DEMISEXUAL/DEMIROMANTIC, but there is a caveat to this. Hel is so entirely DEVOTED to her realm and her people that she can often be interpreted as ACE/ARO, and in practice, this is her OUTWARD sexuality. She has never met anyone she ADMIRES enough to allow them her time. It’s ENTIRELY POSSIBLE that she NEVER WILL.

She is WHOLLY CAPABLE of being in a relationship, if she ever LOVES someone enough. It’s just that she understands how LACKING it would be, to trust your heart to a woman whose devotion to you will ALWAYS pale compared to her fidelity towards the ANCIENT DEAD who remain her RESPONSIBILITY.

GENDER is wholly irrelevant to Hel in a partner, were she to start looking. So long as she LOVES SOMEONE enough to let them in, their presentation is SECONDARY.

Hel could never be some SWOONING MAIDEN swayed by grand gestures of affection. The harder she is PURSUED, the less comfort she has. Some misguided Mortal men might have tried to attract the attention of LOKI’S DAUGHTER over the years -- Norns forbid that they pursue Hel FOR HERSELF -- and each has left the Queen CRINGING.

Attraction must for her, above all else, be ORGANIC. Friends-to-Lovers is perhaps the ONLY way into her heart. Hel is not one for flings, or the earlier mentioned open pursuit. She does not fall in love insomuch as it sneaks up on her, the same way you must BOIL A FROG. 

Her lover must also be PATIENT, must understand her ROLE. In her own mind, the only proper companion for her, should she TAKE ONE, would have to be someone equally as LONG-LIVED. She needs the kind of love where they can both leave each other alone while attending to their DUTIES, and return to each other as if no TIME has passed. She would certainly prefer her partner have some other role that can occupy them just as much as the running of Helheim occupies her.

She changes for NO ONE. Any would-be suitor that comes to her expecting to make her SMILE and in their own mind SAVE HER from the gloominess of Niflheim is a FOOL. Hel IS happy, in her own ways, and will not tolerate anyone who tries to force an overt SHOW of it out of her. Hel will be taken AS SHE IS, and will not take anyone who expects OTHERWISE.

Her opinion on a lover is the only one that MATTERS. Still, it helps to be on GOOD TERMS with at least one parental figure in her life. SYMPATHY towards her brothers is also necessary in a partner.

Sometimes, at some ELABORATE affair, when she is summoned to Asgard for PURER REASONS -- weddings, victory celebrations, anything where the Aesir can look the other way and pretend their Jotunn ally is one of theirs, if you are drunk enough to tolerate her deformity -- the like of MODI or MAGNI or FORSETI will try to offer her their hand for a dance. It is only the POLITE thing to do. Hel turns to her alcohol, turns her back on the offering man, and tells him to WALK ON. In polite terms, she’s rather an ICE QUEEN. In direct quotes from certain young Aesir, she’s A BITCH.

[ao3feed-frigga]

¿Pueden los jötuns sumar 2+2?

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by ChiharuEnomoto33

Embarcados en una misión no muy grata para el dios del trueno y sus amigos, estos llegan a Jotunheim, donde toman como prisionero a Loki, un jötun enano que Thor cree es el único que puede ayudarlos en su travesía.

El príncipe aesir piensa que está en control de la situación y que como tal llegará a su meta sin demoras. No contaba con que una de las incógnitas de la ecuación no cuadrara en nada con lo previsto: Loki.

Words: 42782, Chapters: 24/24, Language: Español

Fandoms: Thor (Movies)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Loki, Thor, Sif, Hogun, Fandral, Volsstag, Odin, Frigga, Helblindi, Byleistr, Laufey, Farbauti

Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel), Loki/Thor

Additional Tags: Slow Romance, Slow Burn, Drama, Angst, Jotunheim, Intersex Loki (Marvel), Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Fantasia, Mitologia nordica, Racismo, Asgard, Travesía

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Chapters: 26/? Fandom: Thor (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel), Loki/Thor Characters: Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Jötnar | Jotunn (Norse Religion & Lore), Other Norse Religion & Lore Entities, Heimdall (Marvel), Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Huginn-and-Muninn (Marvel), Baldr | Baldur (Norse Religion & Lore), Höðr | Hodr | Hod (Norse Religion & Lore), Váli Óðinson | Vali Odinson, Víðar | Vidar (Norse Religion & Lore), Tyr (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Norse Religion & Lore, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Fairy Tale Elements, Folklore, Canon Divergent Mythology, Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Trolls, Æsir | Aesir, Hurt/Comfort, Humor, Human/Troll Relationship, Interspecies Romance, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Size Difference, Fluff, Caretaking, Feeding, Bathing, Past Abuse, Bad Parenting, Self-Esteem Issues, Protective Thor (Marvel), Falling In Love, Single-Sex Trolls, Dual-Sex Loki (Marvel), Cultural Differences, Awkward Flirting, Cutesy, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Cuddling, Talking Animals, Worldbuilding, Magic, Skinny Dipping, Touch-Starved, Sharing a Bed, Slow Burn, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Drama, Family, Forbidden Love, Courtship, Sexual Tension, Coming of Age, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Medical Examination, Explicit Sexual Content, Troll Anatomy, Pheromones, First Kiss, Virgin Loki (Marvel), Oral Sex, First Time, Vaginal Fingering, Intercrural Sex, Sex Education, Reconciliation Excerpt Chapter 26 “Monsters”:

Thor quietly released his tears against Loki’s chest. He wept out of guilt, out of shame for himself and his family, for carrying on the long, unquestioned tradition of monster-slaying set down by his father and his father before him, never giving a thought to the humanity these creatures possessed.

He also wept out of fear: fear that this upcoming journey might awaken Loki’s desire to return to a more familiar climate; fear that the frost trolls of Niflheim might be friendlier to Loki than those of his home world; fear that they might even accept him, that one of them might capture Loki’s fancy, be able to give him everything he ever wanted, and then… Thor would be nothing but a fond memory.

Perhaps it was for the best. Loki was safer away from Asgard and the troll-murdering legacy that Thor had been born into. Perhaps Odin had been right all along. Loki was better off with his own kind.

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Chapters: 22/? Fandom: Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel) Characters: Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Jötnar | Jotunn (Norse Religion & Lore), Other Norse Religion & Lore Entities, Heimdall (Marvel), Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Huginn-and-Muninn (Marvel), Balder (Marvel), Hoder (Marvel), Vali (Marvel), Vidar (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Norse Religion & Lore, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Fairy Tale Elements, Folklore, Canon Divergent Mythology, Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Trolls, Æsir | Aesir, Hurt/Comfort, Humor, Human/Troll Relationship, Interspecies Romance, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Size Difference, Fluff, Caretaking, Feeding, Bathing, Past Abuse, Bad Parenting, Self-Esteem Issues, Protective Thor (Marvel), Falling In Love, Intersex Trolls, Intersex Loki (Marvel), Cultural Differences, Awkward Flirting, Cutesy, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Cuddling, Talking Animals, Worldbuilding, Magic, Skinny Dipping, Touch-Starved, Sharing a Bed, Slow Burn, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Drama, Family, Forbidden Love, Courtship, Sexual Tension, Coming of Age, Large Cock, Fantasizing, Mating Cycles/In Heat Excerpt Chapter 22 “Curious Medicine”:

An unusual expression moved across Thor’s face at that moment. His worried brow relaxed and his lips parted with a soft click. A strange depth settled in his eyes, causing them to darken.

“It’s you,” he murmured. “You’re what smells so good, Loki. Are you… are you sure you’re not wearing any new fragrance?”

Loki gulped. “No. I…” He struggled to form words and couldn’t. He stared at Thor’s handsome face and tightened his grip on the bouquet.

He suddenly wanted to lean forward and bite Thor’s lips, not hard, but gently. And he wanted Thor to kiss him between his legs.

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Chapters: 21/? Fandom: Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel) Characters: Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Jötnar | Jotunn (Norse Religion & Lore), Other Norse Religion & Lore Entities, Heimdall (Marvel), Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Huginn-and-Muninn (Marvel), Balder (Marvel), Hoder (Marvel), Vali (Marvel), Vidar (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Norse Religion & Lore, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Fairy Tale Elements, Folklore, Canon Divergent Mythology, Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Trolls, Æsir | Aesir, Hurt/Comfort, Humor, Human/Troll Relationship, Interspecies Romance, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Size Difference, Fluff, Caretaking, Feeding, Bathing, Past Abuse, Bad Parenting, Self-Esteem Issues, Protective Thor (Marvel), Falling In Love, Intersex Trolls, Intersex Loki (Marvel), Cultural Differences, Awkward Flirting, Cutesy, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Cuddling, Talking Animals, Worldbuilding, Magic, Skinny Dipping, Touch-Starved, Sharing a Bed, Slow Burn, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Drama, Family, Forbidden Love, Courtship, Sexual Tension Chapter 21 “Butterflies and Snails” Excerpt:

By the time evening was upon them, Thor had a campfire crackling not far from the pool and Loki was seasoning a batch of skewered snails with an herb paste he was fond of using on his smaller snails. Like most of the fresh meats he harvested—fish, frogs, and clams—he preferred to eat snails raw, but now that fire no longer terrified him, he had begun to experiment with light cooking techniques. He was getting quite good at it, too. A little jötunn chef in the making.

The dinner preparations were a welcome distraction from the embarrassment of their earlier encounter. Loki stuck the long skewers into the ground beside the fire, turning them occasionally so that the meat roasted evenly. It smelled delicious, and Thor was pleasantly surprised by how good snail—snigill in jötnin—actually tasted. Add a few vegetables and a mug of ale courtesy of V and V Odinson Brewery, and it made a fine dinner. Thor expressed his enjoyment of the meal in trollspeak, practicing his sentence-building.

“This is very good,” he said, setting aside his cleaned skewer. “Another, please.”

Loki smiled and passed him a fresh stick with a sizzling snail on it.

Thor thanked him and blew on the morsel to cool it. “Your snail is delicious, but very hot. If I eat it now, it will burn my tongue.”

Loki choked on his ale and began coughing.

Thor reached out and patted his shoulders. “Are you alright?”

“Y-yes, I’m fine,” Loki stammered. “It’s just”—he cleared his throat uncomfortably—“in jötnin, you don’t want to use a possessive word when speaking of a snail, especially to a troll.”

Thor frowned. “Why not?”

“Because, erm.” Loki anxiously raked a hand through his hair, then took a short breath inward. “Because snigill is another word for slidhur, which is the… place where jötnar join when they mate. Where babies come out.” When he glanced over at Thor, his cheeks were dark blue with embarrassment. “We call it a snigill because it… looks a little like a…” He gave up and simply pointed to the raw snails marinating in the bowl beside the fire.

Thor’s eyes widened.

The shape. The rippling, wrinkly edges. The moist, slick texture. Tender flesh. Mild flavor. He suddenly understood, and he felt a heat rise to his face that would put the fire to shame. His own words played back in his head, filling him with horror:

Your snail is delicious, but very hot. If I eat it now, it will burn my tongue.

Holy halls of Valhalla, he had been talking about eating Loki’s—

“I—I am so sorry.” They were unfitting words. Thor wanted to die. He covered his face with one hand. “Forgive me. I did not mean to be vulgar. It was a… I…”

“Oh—no, Thor, it’s alright.” Loki tittered and drummed his fingers against the sides of his mug. “You didn’t know. It was a simple mistake. Rather funny, actually. I mean, whoever heard of eating a slidhur? Ridiculous. How does one eat a sheath? There’s nothing in it. You can’t eat something if it’s made of nothing. It’s like a hole. One can dig a hole and one can fill a hole, but one cannot eat a hole. So silly!” He finished with an awkward, strained laugh.

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Chapters: 10/? Fandom: Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Mature (Rating May Change) Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel) Characters: Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Jötnar | Jotunn (Norse Religion & Lore), Other Norse Religion & Lore Entities, Heimdall (Marvel), Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Huginn-and-Muninn (Marvel), Balder (Marvel), Hoder (Marvel) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Norse Religion & Lore, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Fairy Tale Elements, Folklore, Canon Divergent Mythology, Jotunn Loki (Marvel), Trolls, Æsir | Aesir, Hurt/Comfort, Humor, Human/Troll Relationship, Interspecies Romance, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Size Difference, Fluff, Caretaking, Feeding, Bathing, Past Abuse, Bad Parenting, Self-Esteem Issues, Protective Thor (Marvel), Falling In Love, Intersex Trolls, Intersex Loki (Marvel), Cultural Differences, Awkward Flirting, Cutesy, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Cuddling, Talking Animals, Worldbuilding, Magic, Skinny Dipping, Touch-Starved, Slow Burn, More Tags To Be Added Summary:

Once upon a time, a Midgardian village was being menaced by a ravenous, blood-hungry troll. The terrified people beseeched the gods for help. Odin Allfather heard their cries and sent his young but mighty son Thor to exterminate the creature.

He didn’t expect him to fall in love with the damned thing.