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gamergoddess003 · 5 months
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I miss Pre TVA Loki where he was more mischievous and a “”bad guy””. The erotic imaginations just click better with old Loki than new Loki. New Loki is too soft. Like give me the Loki from the first Avengers movie or Thor The Dark World. Like.. make me kneel before my king…please😍🤤
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books-in-a-storm · 1 year
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Book Of The Week
Title: Rebel Gods #1 Bad Loki
Author: Rosemary A. Johns
Pages:378
Synopsis: When the gods turn bad… ... reapers come out to play. My name’s Autumn, and I was raised by a fanatical cult. I made a deal to be possessed by a god. I was tempted by forbidden whispers of eternal pleasure. Then a lethal but sexy-as-hell god broke me, stealing my magic. Loki, God of Mischief. Now, I’m the Infernal: a witch who reaps both gods and demons. I guard the Tree of Life in an English forest, which is stalked by scorching-hot but dangerous monsters. When a curse binds my greatest enemy, Loki, to me as mate by his shifter spirit, it’s my turn to break a god. I’m seduced, however, by his beautiful mayhem. Then he spins a wild tale, and it turns out that everything I’ve known could be a lie. Can I trust Loki and my other gorgeous rebel gods and demons? Hades — My brooding Hellhound God of the Underworld who’s a giant of muscles, midnight black hair, and shadows Ra — My Phoenix Sun God who’s tall, blond, and my loyal friend and lover Kit — My Kitsune Fox Spirit with powerful magic and mesmerizing eyes, which I could lose myself in forever Oni — My roguishly handsome Demon with a lady-killing smile who’s my first love and Soulmate They’re the enemy, royalty, friend, bonded, and second chance. They’re also my obsession...and secret protectors. When the gods are rebels, the demons are wicked, and the shifters are savage, it’s lucky that I love bad boys…
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softiedingo · 5 months
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The Single Dad's Guide to Flirting + Reactions.
↳ created and tested by Mobius M. Mobius.
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when the table turns:
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bohemienne-221b · 6 months
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oh my god you guys ... the whole terminology of the show like "pruning" "branches" was suggesting that the multiverse was a tree...
The Tree.
im screaming and im not okay
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meep-meep-richie · 6 months
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he couldn't let him go, but in the end he had to
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thatsashitplan · 4 months
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I know Katie Mcgrath is like the most accepted fan cast for Lady Loki (I think?) but may I propose,, Phoebe Waller-Bridge as Loki
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mobius-m-mobius · 4 months
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Loki 1x02 // 2x06 (anon requested parallels between Loki stealing hearts jobs 😉)
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lqufeyson · 5 months
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LOKI 2.02 | Breaking Brad
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feodor-dostoevsky · 6 months
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Do you think that what makes a Loki a Loki is the fact that we're destined to lose?
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atorionsbelt · 6 months
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writer/exec producer of the loki series used spirk gif in response to finale promo featuring lokius, which could mean nothing
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yanderenightmare · 5 months
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JJK ! The Itadoris
TW: poverty, drugs, family trauma
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Thinking about the Itadori twins, all their baby brothers, and their older brother Choso – who, after their parents and grandfather died, has been their sole caregiver.
Which has in no way been any easy task. 
It’s like Shameless up in their house. Stuff’s either broken or crudely fixed with superglue and duck tape. The bills are piled in a wobbly stack in the kitchen, and everyone who can walk is expected to chip in. The walls are riddled with mold, and the bathroom looks like it hasn’t been washed in, well, ever.
But somehow, they make it seem like the most loving household on the block.
Yuji and Sukuna share a room, even though they hate one another and have fought each other with fists and kicks ever since they first learned how to. They'll fight over the smallest things, having always needed to share all their clothes and toys with one another – always up in the other's business as though they're living in each other head. They’re always riddled with cuts and strips, their knuckles wrapped tight in bandages they have to boil and reuse.
Sukuna is more troubled, and Choso has often made the decision to throw him out on the street, but the unwanted cretin always crawls back to crash on the couch when he has nowhere else to go – riddled with unwashed wounds, looking so beaten and starved, the older brother can’t help but take pity on him. Sighing heavily when carrying him up to his room, even when the urchin growls at him to piss off.
Yuuji has always tried steering his twin in a better direction – making him go to class, signing him up for college after high school, getting him a job – but Sukuna has always been in love with the streets and doesn’t want to partake in any pesky conformist rituals like his brothers are sworn on doing. He speaks loudly about it when he’s drunk or on other stuff – how they’re delusional sheep for thinking they could ever simply smile their way into another life – that being slumdogs is what they were meant to be ever since their parents decided to fuck off.
It's a shame… because you can tell he’s actually very smart. Smarter than Yuuji, who by no means tries very hard at school but always comes home with a C+ letter marking his assignments. You’re sure he’d get higher if he applied himself a little harder instead of goofing off in silly after-school clubs. And as for Sukuna, you’re sure he could be valedictorian if he bothered.
Sometimes, he’ll show up in class. Almost always with a new tattoo on his face or arm – from what you can see – you’re sure there’s a lot under his shirt you can’t. He's such a punk, lighting up a smoke in class before the teacher comes in, his muddy sneakers propped up on a poor sucker’s desk.
He smells of liquor and smoke when he swaggers passed you on his way out after the teacher barked at him to go to detention. He never goes, and you wonder why he would even bother coming – but you understand when you see him parole the hallways like he’s some tyrant king overseeing his domain – and you understand it even more when you see him dealing.
It's insane how different the twins are. You know twins often compliment each other, but Yuuji and Sukuna straight-up reject one other. Because Yuuji is the sweetest, most thoughtful person you’ve ever met, and despite humble beginnings, he’s always proudly boasting about all his younger brothers and older brother Choso – and though he rarely ever mentions Sukuna, you can tell how he’s troubled for his twin’s sake.
You admire Choso. He’s as old a brother as older brothers come. Doing everything for the sake of the younger ones. Packing lunches, helping with homework, drawing baths, and washing clothes. Yuuji helps with a lot of it, but still, the brunt of the decisions rests on Choso’s shoulders.
But despite the heavy bags beneath his tired eyes, he’s always got a lazy smile on his lips. So much love when he tucks all his kid brothers in at night, kissing their foreheads before crashing on the couch at the end of the day – a cold beer and a slim rolled joint in his hands as a little treat.
He always stays up and waits for Sukuna to come home – getting a little antsy if it starts to rain outside, hoping he’s not got himself caught up in some dumb gang again.
He rubs his face, hair disheveled in two top-knots – the TV on low so as not to wake the entire house. But Yuuji comes down the stairs after a while anyway, saying something like, “I’ll go look for him; I think I know where he is…”
And he’s almost always, always, at the graveyard with a bottle of vodka, sitting in just a thin shirt and soaked cargo pants in the pouring rain, all his cigarettes a mushy mess in the mud as he leans his head and back against the cold tombstone of their parents.
“D’you plan om sleeping out here?” Yuuji calls out through the storm, and Sukuna peels his eyes open with a scowl.
The alcohol has made him warm, but still, he’s so cold he can’t feel anything at all. He’s so pale he’s turning blue, and the markings he’d played off as tattoos run down his cheeks in blackish streaks.
Yuuji sighed at the lack of response, crouching down with a hand reached out. “Come on; you’re driving big-bro insane with this bullshit-”
“Fuck off.” He grunts back – his voice is so hoarse and so weak, Yuuji wouldn’t have heard it if he hadn’t expected it.
Still, it riles him up. “If you die, I’m not burying you here. Only family deserves a slot-”
Sukuna growls, staggering into a leap, he tackles Yuuji down in the mud – gracelessly crawling on top of him with his hands around his neck.
But he’s been drinking, and the cold has made him weak, and Yuuji easily turns it around on him – pinning him beneath himself with fists wringing his shirt.
“Jeez, bro- let’s just go home, okay?” He sighs, dismissing the attack. It’s not like it was anything new.
“If I step one foot inside that hellhole, I’m gonna burn it down- with you and everyone in it,” Sukuna mutters back, laying still in the sludge of wilted flowers and downtrodden grass.
Red lines his eyes – and Yuuji can tell, even in the rain…
“Yourself included?” He asks.
His eyes ease up from a narrowed scowl into simple weariness, looking off to the side. “It’s bullshit…” He mumbles. “To fuck us up only to leave…”
“D’you want ‘em to drag us down with ‘em?” Yuuji purposes, his fists loosening their grip.
Sukuna frowns in thought, bitterly accepting his brother’s point. In all his dim glory… Yuuji has always been smarter when it comes to matters of the heart.
“Curse them.” Sukuna grumbles under his breath, and Yuuji gives him a smile.
In all his shitty glory… his twin brother is pretty cute when he pouts after all. 
“Wanna piss on their grave?” He quirks through his smile.
Sukuna doesn’t answer, but accepts the hand reached down to him after Yuuji jumped to his feet.
And as they stand there in silence, the rain stops, and the warmth of their piss hitting the cold stone slab makes dew rise along with the morning sun on the horizon.
“There.” Yuuji shakes despite being soaked through and through. “Now let’s go home.” 
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rosetylericons · 6 months
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lokius lockscreens s2 ✨
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books-in-a-storm · 2 years
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Paranormal Star Review
Title: Bad Loki(Rebel Gods #1)
Author: Rosemary A. Johns
Pages:378
Rating:⭐⭐⭐⭐(4/5)
Synopsis: My name’s Autumn, and I was raised by a fanatical cult. I made a deal to be possessed by a god. I was tempted by forbidden whispers of eternal pleasure. Then a lethal but sexy-as-hell god broke me, stealing my magic. Loki, God of Mischief. Now, I’m the Infernal: a witch who reaps both gods and demons. I guard the Tree of Life in an English forest, which is stalked by scorching-hot but dangerous monsters. When a curse binds my greatest enemy, Loki, to me as mate by his shifter spirit, it’s my turn to break a god. I’m seduced, however, by his beautiful mayhem. Then he spins a wild tale, and it turns out that everything I’ve known could be a lie. Can I trust Loki and my other gorgeous rebel gods and demons? Hades — My brooding Hellhound God of the Underworld who’s a giant of muscles, midnight black hair, and shadows Ra — My Phoenix Sun God who’s tall, blond, and my loyal friend and lover Kit — My Kitsune Fox Spirit with powerful magic and mesmerizing eyes, which I could lose myself in forever Oni — My roguishly handsome Demon with a lady-killing smile who’s my first love and Soulmate They’re the enemy, royalty, friend, bonded, and second chance. They’re also my obsession...and secret protectors. When the gods are rebels, the demons are wicked, and the shifters are savage, it’s lucky that I love bad boys…
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thelastharbinger · 6 months
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It's the fact that once Mobius susses out Loki to make sure the tall, dark, solemnly brooding man in his driveway isn't a creepy stalker that it's green lights all ahead. They are literally courting each other.
Don is endeared by his seeming british politeness as Loki apologizes for suddenly leaving before completing a sale. Which, by the way, is not something people normally do. You don't return to the seller to repent for not purchasing a good. Thus leaving Mobius the only logical deduction that Loki was there trying to pursue him. And because there is some kind of an attraction there, Mobius allows him to.
He drops his children's toys to show Loki his jet skis that are especially his. When loki repeats Mobius' poetic line back at him, Mobius interprets this stranger as also sharing in his passion of jet skis and invites him to stay for beers. He eventually accepts the name Loki gives to him and agrees to go on this time traveling adventure into the tva because it finally gives him a greater sense of purpose. Because on some level, Don is not completely satisfied with his life as a single dad jet ski salesman, and maybe he would've chosen his life on the TVA next to a handsome trickster god while returning to his kids, of course.
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univemma · 7 months
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They let Loki be intimidating again. They let him use his magic they let him be seen as an actual formidable person I repeat they LET HIM BE INTIMIDATING AGAIN NOBODY TOUCH ME
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Physically vibrating with excitement, INCREDIBLE DAY FOR ANNOYING PEOPLE
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tennant-davids · 9 months
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LOKI Season Two trailer
Listen, we have different styles. You're a man of action, which is fine. I take a more slow, deliberate, cerebral approach.
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