the eye of the Lion
- Leo
- Like comics, like manga.
- Draw some stuff. Some times. Ugh. Always having inspiration problems.
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Fandom: The Avengers (post-movie)
Pairing: Loki/Thor
Rating: PG13 winking at R from below
Summary: Loki is brought back to Asgard, but that hardly means a closure for anyone involved.
Warning: Angst, lies and tricks. Pseudo-incest, mentions of violence and torture. Abuse of dialogue. Loki being Loki.
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I will never recover, this is love like no other [x]
OH- OH LORD.
#THIS IS BEAUTIFUL SPHINX #GLASS CASE OF ASGARDIAN EMOTION #HELP #why do I keep doing this to myself #can’t stop #won’t stop #stupid norse gods and their feels#thorxloki
I’m reblogging Charlie’s tags because they are the story of my life at the moment…](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m33yowBszn1r0ptlvo1_500.png)
I will never recover, this is love like no other [x]
OH- OH LORD.
#THIS IS BEAUTIFUL SPHINX #GLASS CASE OF ASGARDIAN EMOTION #HELP #why do I keep doing this to myself #can’t stop #won’t stop #stupid norse gods and their feels#thorxloki
I’m reblogging Charlie’s tags because they are the story of my life at the moment…
“I am glad you guys decided to join us…” Tony gave a little smile as the last members of their team showed up, and hopefully, they would still be able to reach Doctor Doom before he released the power he created by stealing the Tesseract, mining the last of Loki’s energy: Doomsday.
“…Thor needed a moment.” Steve told him, the A symbol in his forehead already shining, pure energy making all the hairs in his body stand on edge. He spared a look to Thor, and the look in his eyes showed him he planned to make that the last of Victor Von Doom’s day. “But now we are all ready.”
“Then say the words, Cap.” Clint said, taking his position between Natasha and Bruce. Steve looked at Tony, who nodded before taking his winged pen out and raising it over his head. They are engulfed by the blinding energy of their S.H.I.E.L.D. devices, ready to transform and face the last battle for Earth.
“Avengers, assemble!”
Time… Time is pain.
The first time the seasons come full circle is the hardest. Sneaks up on him quietly, softly, ripping the wound open and leaving it to fester. Thor can hardly believe it’s been a year already. All of it is so vivid in his memory, every image with all their tiny details etched painfully into his mind in a silent sequence of still frames.
The sounds come to him only when he dreams, the hum of the bridge’s power, the cracking of metal, the roar of the waves, the sound of his ragged breathing and—
Brother, please.
If his friends see how his attention wavers on days that follow his nightmares, they don’t mention it. How he falters, sometimes, how he exchanges words for thoughts, how he carries his brother’s fall in his eyes.
What is a year? What is its weight compared to the everything that has been ripped from him in the blink of an eye? Only Loki, only he could be so cruel, ruin him so cleanly and beyond repair. Trickster, Liesmith, foolish little brother.
Now, everything is broken.
When the day comes, there are no festive fires. There is no gathering in the mead halls and no songs of praise. They pretend there is no reason to, there never was a reason to. Thor knows better, can see it in their averted gaze, their uneasy stride.
Thor may have forgiven his brother, but Asgard does not forget and does not forgive that easily.
If they see him heading out, they don’t speak of it. There is a lot of silence in the halls these days, stretching like cracks between the shattered pieces of what used to be. Clad in full royal garb, Thor passes unhindered, cape billowing in the wind that carries fat droplets of rain. The sky is dark and the distance rumbles with thunder.
He kneels by the fractured end of the Bifrost, the trapped power of the bridge pulsing beneath the palm of his hand. The abyss down below is beautiful, endless. Dark. Cold. Mesmerising. Just like—
Thor remembers, mind awash with recollections of green eyes and laughter and touches and promises and words spoken in anger, and he aches, lacks so much it hurts.
“Forgive me. For failing you, brother.” The words spill from his lips and they fall like unshed tears, disappear in the abyss where they belong.
Time is pain, and in Asgard, time is neverending.
MY FEELS, SPHINX. MY. FEELS.
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Eeeeh, following Brazilian candomblé, Thor would be Shango - Thunder and War - and Loki would be Eshu - Chaos and Trickery. But with those colors and the colar, he looks like Oshumare (which kind of makes sense, since he is said to be Shango’s companion, is known to have many forms…
Eeeeh, African Literature… in Portuguese. ¦D~ My college has some quality classes, man. There’s a class exclusively dedicated to Shakespeare, but I can’t sign-in for this one. ;_;
Also: I LIKE THOSE EPIC CROSSOVER VIBES. 8D
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Forgotten Baldr
Baldr: They always forget me. I slept through Thor’s coronation and nobody noticed.
#’Loki— Loki I have this feeling we forgot something in Jotunheim…’ #’You mean beside your dignity?’ #’I just have this feeling… Loki. Where is Baldr?’ #’Oh. Shit.’
Well, it’s not like that, but:
Heimdall sighs after closing the Bifrost, fearing for the consequences of his prince’s imprudence. In his peripheral, he can see how furious the All-Father gets after hearing of Thor’s departure to Jotunheim. Heimdall steps down to the entry of the temple, shocked to see a very distraught Baldr running in his direction.
“Good Heimdall! My brothers-“
“They, together with the Warriors Three and Lady Sif, parted to Jotunheim just now.” The Gatekeeper told him, a little unsettled because when did Baldr left the Palace? “They seek for answers for the disturbance during Thor’s coronation ceremony…”
“What?! But I- I told them to wait for me! I was late to Thor’s coronation so I went straight to the main hall for the celebration, but-“
“…Well, my prince…”
“-they said they were going to Jotunheim! I told them to wait for me!”
“Maybe… they have forgotten?”
And even being the Gatekeeper, All-Seeing Guardian of the Bifrost, able to know everything that occurs in all the Nine Realms, Heimdall had yet too see anything more pitiable than young Baldr’s face at that time.
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Surf’s up!
Thor in uglyass shorts on a surfboard.
The shorts can go any time. We won’t mind. *nod*
#now where is my surfer!AU #with undercover cops #because everything is better with undercover cops #and heists #they can rob Tony’s yacht #and escape on a suprise!submarine #Y/Y?
…Can I book a nice, comfy room inside your mind?
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