Hi! I just discovered this blog, and I love it! The banter is hilarious.
What does Loki have to say about Thor riding on a rocket to save the day à la the vintage Thor comic "Chaos at Canaveral"?
What I'm referencing lol: Thor (1966) #317 | Comic Issues | Marvel
//Thank you! I think it’s fun
Loki: What in the nine realms are you doing there anyways??
Thor: …saving the day
Loki: You look stupid.
Thor: No I don’t. You look stupid.
Loki: I’m not even in that picture? And I’m smarter than you.
Thor: That’s not true.
Loki: It entirely is, but okay.
Oh my goodness, great catch! I am practically screeching over this theory that baby!Loki saw this random guard and eventually chose his appearance as his “default Asgardian” disguise without knowing why. It’s makes so much sense!
The same guard (Odin’s Executioner?) in
Thor 1 / Thor: The Dark World
One of my favorite panels of all time. Oh Clint, what are you doing? XD
Clint Barton & Natasha Romanoff Loki: Agent of Asgard (2014) #1
Not a real fan of flapper fashion, but at least I had an excuse to go wild with shiny stuff!😅
It would be funny if the Name of Names just translated to something like “Run as Administrator” or something
Murtagh is standing there screaming in the throne room
“icacls "C:\Users\Murtagh\Utilities\ANCIENTLANG.exe" /grant Murtagh:F”
ppl will be like i don’t want to read ooc fics and not realise fans have so many personal interpretations of canon that ooc means a different thing to different ppl. like my favourite fics i’ve ever read all have slightly different characterisations and yet i devour them all with hunger. what makes a fic great, to me, maybe has more to do with consistency of voice than with a consensus on what ‘in character’ means, more to do with the quality of writing and the strength of the premise and whether my heart gets shattered and healed or not
i hate driving. here are the laws! if you break them there will be consequences! except youre also expected to break the law just a little bit. people will get mad at you if you dont. you dont have right of way but the person who does is waving you forward for some reason. here's the speed limit! it's not the speed limit, the actual speed limit is that plus ~5-10. the light is green but you're in the turning lane. can you go? should you have gone just then? the person behind you is honking at you. there's a weird noise coming from your engine; if you try to do the right thing and get it checked out, will you get scammed? you are driving a 1-2 ton metal machine rocketing at speeds unknown to humankind for most of history. around a million people die in car accidents every year; that's about one person every thirty seconds. if you take that seriously and try to drive safely then people get mad at you.
So I’m singing “Diggy Diggy Hole” in the shower because I had it stuck in my head all day. I end up playing with the lyrics to make it female-centric (making the first line “Daughters of the mine, rejoice” and changing “brothers” to “sisters”) because I’m imagining myself as a soprano opera singer with a female choir/metal band in the background. Now I’m suddenly homesick for some made up Erebor-like realm where me and the dwarrowdams (and elf maidens if they want to join- we don’t discriminate!) are digging holes, forging elaborate tools, weapons, and trinkets, cutting gems, cultivating rock formations (because we’d totally have a version of the Glittering Caves), toasting to our glorious Queen Under the Mountain, and feasting to our heart’s content without judgement far below any outside threats. 🥲
Nothing to see here, just a pair of fanfic writers who like random stuff.
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