New fave
honey: lipstick, a sweet voice, confident laughter, handwritten notes, tries their best, loves fashion and dogs, bright eyes like the sun, new cities, good grades
woodsmoke: tired souls, ticket stubs and street maps from places they’ve visited, bodies full of untold stories, missing the train, coffee, gentle words
wisteria: dreamy evenings, freshly-baked cinnamon rolls, sipping tea, writing in a diary, thick, worn-out jumpers, handfuls of flowers, falling in love, book piles
saltwater: dark, tousled hair, ripped jeans, paintbrushes, lofty grins, swallowing hard, a little broken, trying desperately to be a good person
ink: soft aching hands buried in messy hair, tragic smiles, scribbling on dusty parchment, ancient ruins, attic windows, stars, cups of tea gone cold
thunderstorms: leather jackets, eyeliner wings, sharpening their smiles, lace-up boots, vinyl records, wikipedia articles, tangled earphones, cigarette afternoons
thinking about the swiftie who got arrested for dodging the idf draft, that shit was so fucking funny good for her, the one good swiftie
I love these two
Me first seeing the movie: Ha, The Grandmaster is hilarious and That Scene where he winked at Loki, and Thor had a beat of blissful ignorance before succumbing to a minor collapse of mind at the image thus created, was A++, one of my favorite things. Also showing off the differences between Loki and Thor’s approaches to surviving on a hostile planet–Thor punching people spectacularly and Loki cozying up to people spectacularly–was a great use of The Grandmaster to give the mains characterization. Frostmaster is not really on my radar, though. I don’t get it, really??? It’s a bit silly? Loki probs just strung him along to keep the interest.
Me a week after seeing the movie: Hmm, but ~actual~ sugar-baby Loki is a nice image. HMMmmm. And let’s be real, Jeff Goldblum was enjoyable as heck every minute he was present, I want more. I kind of like the thought that these ridiculous losers had a good time together off-screen. Like, these two gorgeous fails are the only ones getting the good sex in this film while Thor and Bruce are off almost dying, because that’s the funniest idea. Also just–for once in his life, Loki’s twisty brain concocting a plan that serves him more well than first assumed, instead of turning into a complete dumpster fire. Picture Thor saying ‘Really???’ with the entirety of his face and, like, soul, and Loki having to respond with a weird flippant shrug and satisfied smile that is never mentioned again. A little crackship that I’m lightly into, OK.
Me now: Wait a second. Wait. These two??? make a disturbing amount of sense??? Both of them are super powerful and could kick ass, but they would rather spend their day lounging around getting served grapes and making fun of people. The Grandmaster would be the only person ever to think Loki’s stab-y tendencies and betrayals are ‘feisty’ and ‘playing hard to get’, respectively, and be totally chill about them. Loki would get pampered by an older man (a balm for this man’s daddy issues tbh), getting all these pretty clothes and such to set his vanity at peace, and be 'the first paramour/main bitch’ instead of second fiddle for a change. Both would be fine with space to themselves to create their own trickery. Morality is p similar and Loki would be a beautiful Saakar royal due to the inherent chaos of the place. Fulfilling philosophical conversation with each other as they sneer at the less witty around them. Both too charming for their own good, to the point where you like them even when you shouldn’t–as if this isn’t a prime power couple staple. Imagine: everyone around them wondering what the heck their relationship even is because it’s so weird and both of them delighting in such gossip. Oh. So I might legit ship this, huh?
A big long picture I did a while ago.