#loki on drugs

[netherregionblog]

Yeah uhhh what the fuck was that

[tryingonametaphor]

can’t believe the “romantic relationship” of the show got “i want my friends back. without them, where to i belong?” “see. you’re selfish too.” before the other half denied to help and left loki behind after he confessed that he didn’t want to be alone-

and the “platonic friendship” of the show got “you saved my life when i first arrived. you saw something in me that i didn’t see in myself yet” before the other half left his life behind to help loki who he just met.

in the same episode.

[worstloki]

Thor attempts mithridatism after becoming painfully aware that Loki has means to naturally counter poisons and drugs through magic while Thor does not

[dilfmobius]

seven sentence sunday

i just want loki and mobius getting high y'all that's it, so i'm gonna try real hard not to let this one die dfgjhsdfs 😩💚🧡

Mobius tips his head back to rest against the couch and releases a plume of smoke, billowing out of him like a chimney. Loki’s eyes drag over the agent’s neck up to his mouth, but his gaze ventures a little too far up, and their eyes meet.  A slight twitch to the corner of Mobius’ mouth is Loki’s only indication that he had been caught in the act.  “Okay, well, this is the herb that does that,” is all Mobius says. He takes another slow drag, but keeps his eyes on Loki this time, careful not to pull too hard causing a side burn. Loki remains still, holding Mobius' gaze as the man inhales, holds it for a second, and then exhales slowly.  Mobius holds the joint out for Loki to take and chuckles at the god before him, wide-eyed and lips slightly parted.

[supermarket-marriage]

I would do ungodly things to someone for more fem Loki fanart

I literally can’t find any this isn’t nice

[mcuthoraction]

Summary:

As a child, Thor had always loved thunderstorms. The fierce winds blowing into his face, the impressive, twined spectacle of lighting and thunder; the rain that hammered both skin and ground intensely. It was nature’s wrath in all its glory. He used to run in the rain, chasing those sensations, with Frigga racing after, trying to catch him and usher him back into the dry safety of their house. As the years went by, Thor realised that the reason he loved thunderstorms so much went beyond the relishing of physical sensations, beyond even the powerful release of energy that happened in the moment that lighting hit the ground – Thor loved thunderstorms because he loved his family, and his family was ever the eye of the storm.

Fic written by the wonderful @cailjei for the Thor Gotcha for Gaza.

The anonymously submitted prompt: Human AU in Thor’s POV involving a very dysfunctional odinfamily. Prompt can be taken in any direction the author wants, but primarily focused on Thor.

[lokiinmediasideblog]

Going through the Lokius tag with "pie" in any field, and I have yet to encounter a fic other than mine where the pie contains drugs of any kind (hallucinogens, memory-altering, mood stabilizers, or hell even aphrodisiacs (surprising given that it's AO3 )). And like I did find some sexy times pie scene fics but they don't involve any kind of drug.

Honestly, I can't believe there's so few drugged pie fics. I've heard people say that but I had to see it to believe it. What are we doing to our youth to have them not apply classical dystopian tropes?

[26aspen-edits]

heh nice

[nostalgia-tblr]

unrelated post on the dash causes mind to make connection that previously eluded me:

when people got really mad about mobius calling loki a narcissist was that... were they taking that as a diagnosis being made? as in like NPD, the mental health condition?

because i... i just thought it was about that greek mythology guy. who fancied himself. and that was it. it did not occur to me that it might be anything else.

okay now the level of anger about it makes a bit more sense to me. i didn't know people were reading that into it.

[netherregionblog]

Miss Minutes to Victor Timley: Your Girl 😍

Everyone watching:

[magicaplin]

@lgbtqcreators event 14: growth & creator bingo: free choice

Loki + lyrics from PVRIS's Evergreen album

[forgan-forge]

WHUMPTOBER PROMPT FILL: Day 10 — Shaking

Fandom: MCU, Thor (Movies)

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Original Characters

Additional Tags: POV: Loki (Marvel), Pre-Movie: Thor (2011), Loki Whump (Marvel), Kidnapping, Drugged Loki (Marvel), Non-Consensual Drug Use, Disassociation, Protective Thor (Marvel), Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Summary:

“Seidr is very fluid,” Loki said, distracted. “It takes time to perfect it, but unfortunately for you, I have not perfected it in such a way as to reanimate the dead.”

“We gave you a thing to make it easier,” the ginger one said.

Loki felt a cool wave of horror wash over him.

“What sort of thing?”

—

OR: Loki awakens in binds at the outskirts of Asgard. Unfortunately for him, there’s more to his situation than meets the eye.

Link to fic: “Something’s Terrorized my Psyche to Get Even”

[harmfulb1tch]

People!!! Ask em questions cuz I’m bored at work: it can be ANYTHING!!!

[pics-and-fanfics]

Okay, but imagine it-

Y/n moved out of Loki’s part of the tower a few weeks ago, but one day she finally feels the full force of all the emotions she’s been shoving down and ignoring for way too long.

She's a hysterical mess, crying, hyperventilating, and on the “kitchen” floor of her small studio apartment, hiding behind her bed.

She can’t breathe, she feels like something is slowly crushing her from the inside out. She can barely move, can’t think, just knows that if she doesn’t do something, she will probably die because of this.

She does the only thing she can think to do.

With shaking hands she calls Loki, just managing to put her phone on speaker before she drops it, the corner of the screen cracking.

His voice floats through the phone, and the pain in her chest lessens a fraction, but she still can’t breathe, speak, anything.

Loki’s worried. Y/n called him, but all he can hear is shaking breaths.

“Y/n, are you okay? Is something wrong?”

He waits for an answer, even more worried when it doesn’t come.

His keys are in his hand and he’s driving to her small apartment halfway across the city in less than 2 minutes as he tries to get an answer out of the phone.

“Y/n, darling, just talk to me. What’s wrong?”

She sobs, regret washing through her as she hangs up. Why did she call him, why was she such an idiot?

Loki reaches her apartment in minutes, knocking on the door.

“Y/n? Are you in there? Is everything alright?”

Slapping a hand over her mouth, she tries to stay quiet, squeezing her eyes shut and praying he’d leave. She just needed to be alone, to figure this out on her own.

“Y/n? Please answer me darling.”

He’s jiggling the lock, each second that passed building his anxiety. Was she hurt? Was she- He couldn’t think about it.

“I’m coming in.”

She realizes that with each word she heard him speak, the feeling of helplessness and pain in her chest lessens a bit, letting her draw in a proper breath for the first time in nearly 15-30 minutes.

She didn’t want this, but she still couldn’t move. The pain, grief, rage, kept her on the floor, still crying, but a tiny bit more calm.

Loki finally gets her door open with his spare key, and he walks in, looking for her, hearing muffled sniffs and hiccups coming from the small kitchenette. He swerves around the box spring and mattress, the only thing keeping the former off the floor being a small, 2 inch high metal frame.

But why are we bothering with details?

Because it shows how Y/n’s been living since she moved out, away from Loki.

The only counter space in the small apartment was covered by paper plates and plastic cutlery, takeout containers, and disposable plastic cups.

The hamper on the other side of the room is overflowing with dirty clothes, the blanket on the bed is thin, and the sheets have holes. The only thing that looked clean or new was the stuffed animal on the windowsill, the one he got for her. Even the plant next to it was wilting, almost dead.

Was this how she had been living? It was… horrible. She’d been suffering in silence.

But he needed to help her.

“I’m here, darling, I’m here.”

Y/n didn’t know she needed to hear those words, but when she did, she started sobbing again.

She felt his cold arms wrapping around her, and for the first time in days, weeks, months, she didn’t know how long, she felt safe.

Safe.

I am safe, she thought, as she cried into Loki’s arms, still holding her tightly long after she lost track of time and stopped crying.

When was the last time she felt safe?

The longer Loki held her, the more Y/n felt the pain in her chest lessen.

She didn’t want him to leave her, she was miserable. She’d gotten used to Loki letting her sleep in, not waking up early every morning for work.

She was used to curling up with him in the afternoons, reading or watching a movie until she dozed off, not the sound of people screaming at her because she didn’t know where the restaurant got every ingredient they used.

She’d gotten used to the comfort and stability he provided, something she’d noticed was missing only days after she left.

She’d gotten used to him.

And as she realized all this, she came to the inevitable conclusion:

She was in love.

💊

Hey, V, remember how I said last week on Saturday that you were going to hate what I posted on my last day of school? Well, I've scheduled this to release at 12:20 on Friday (typing this saturday night) so that as soon as I'm out, y'all get to see a sneak peek!

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[thatgreyjedi]

I watched Loki episode four

Fuck miss minutes

[worstloki]

Your two(ish) lines:

“I’m sorry, have you been drinking psychedelics?” Thor said incredulously.

“Well first off, you can’t drink psychedelics,” Loki responded.

“It’s a metaphor! Or, I don’t know, I bet you can drink it on some planet. It’s a big universe out there”

-thot-son-of-odin

Loki shook his head in disapproval at Thor’s general suggestion.

“Secondly, it can be medicinal.” Loki made a flicking motion with his hands in Thor’s direction, as though trying to dry his hands.

Thor had a feeling the smug expression was correlated, but otherwise had no idea what Loki was trying to do.

His brother was acting strange these days, and Thor was struggling to understand the thought processes behind any of it. Once, Loki had always been happy to explain, but now...

“Why would you do that?!” Thor asked, incredulous.

Asgard didn’t have many drugs; it was very uncommon for them to be used beyond temporary, specialised treatments.

Loki squinted at Thor. “Everyone thinks I’m mad, and I’m not sure why, so I’m just trying to see if this helps any.”

Thor sighed. Everyone thought Loki was mad for reasons completely unrelated to his mental state.

Some form of drug did explain the recent abandonment of slicking his hair back though.