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The Avengers - Don’t go by =maXKennedy

Oh my god. The heartbreak.

This is absolutely beautiful. The cold, power-hungry persona Loki created holding back the Loki that just wants the love and affection of his brother. It’s the conflict within him, literally drawn out. It’s gorgeous, and I want this hanging in my bedroom.

SOBBING

sorry I abuse that gif but it’s perfect

I love this for two main reasons.

1] The two sides of Loki are represented, because it’s normally one or the other.

2] The fucking pain on Thor’s face.

Uggggghhhhhhhh. 

Not o.k. guys ;__;

derlaine:

Happier times

Drawing happy!Loki is so strange

Do they even have photos in Asgard? They would probably have holograms but i donut curr i draw wat i want

WHO IS HOLDING THE PHOTO!?!?!?!?!?

OMFG LEE WHY DO YOU THINK THIS IS O.K. TO DO TO ME?!

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thedemonwithbloodstainedlips:

Is it bad that I want to slap Jane?

I bet this is after that scene of Thor shirtless, as in the morning after he and Jane had some smexy times so she is feeling all full of herself.  Not that all Thor’s friends are there too so it would be the only time Jane could get away with this.   On the other hand, it SHOULD have hurt her hand because Loki has the physique of a fucking frost giant and weighs like 500lbs and can take a hit from Thor without blinking.

They better show that bitch shaking her stinging hand aftewards or I’ll be pissed.

UGH, I know. I mean, Natalie Portman is a tiny little lady, my girl-crush yes, but fucking tinier than I am. Trying to say she can land a good hit on a fuckiNG NORSE GOD SLASH FROST GIANT is just… Eh. Everyone found this part so grand, but I was kinda left twitching and foaming at the mouth.

What I love about this is that Loki is laughing. He doesn’t give a fuck about them. And for Jane: girl, what a dumb move, you’re slapping the criminal who is supposed to help you like, aren’t you supposed to be intelligent?

EXACTLY. 

Look I want to like Jane so badly but things like this are why I cannot. 

I agree whole-heartedly that Jane should be in pain for that—especially since I think she actually punched him and that can break a person’s hand regardless of striking someone who took blunt force trauma from the Hulk.

But Loki full on had that blow coming. He probably goaded her, for one thing. Not to mention this is the same asshole who sicced the Destroyer on Thor. Do you think she doesn’t have a few reasons to be angry with him? He deserved it, even though it obviously didn’t hurt him.

“That bitch”? Left you “foaming at the mouth”? and you cannot bring yourself to like her although you’d very much like to?

Foster’s Fellows, hold my fucking flower for me, will you.

So.

Let me be very clear, so I’m sure I get you all genii properly: you loathe Jane and wish her harm because… because…

Alright. First, I would really love to understand how one may reconcile a blind adoration for a criminal character who is, apparently, “a god” - although it was stated in canon that the Asgardians were only mistaken as gods by our ancestors - and rumoured to be able to defend himself, with the irrepressible urge to rush to his aid when a tiny little lady slaps him across the face?

Let me remind you the situation, just so we are clear. In the scene captioned above, Jane Foster, brilliant astrophysicist but mere human being, slaps Loki. She is an impulsive woman, and she is not a trained warrior, and the slap owes more to a reflex than anything.

Loki reacts to the slap certainly out of surprise; he was probably expecting a whine or a curse, and not expecting to be hit by that frail creature he would already despise out of principle, but whom he hates because she has her brother’s affection.

In other words, Loki is as prejudiced and bilious and disdainful as you all are, you wonderful beings, you lovely samples of humanity, you who call death upon a character because she happens to be female and in the way of your male fantasy…

I want to fucking know why every man I’ve met who disliked Jane only found her boring because she was “unsexily portrayed” or “just another stupid love interest”, but the women are foaming in the mouth because she is a bitch who deserves to be hit. That would make my fucking education, you know.

“Supposed to be intelligent”? Why? Because I am adamant about the fact, if she had not reacted, that you would have called her a coward, too afraid of the mighty male to act, and counting on Thor to protect her.

Do you know what I see in that scene? I see Sif’s respect for Jane. Sif’s total absence of disdain for the fragile human who dared to hit the god.

And I don’t see Jane’s stupidity. This obviously happened when everyone else has threatened Loki with death if he but moved, and he did not respond but with a sarcastic smile. Jane knew he could not harm her, and she hit him with her bare hand because Jane is straightforward, and her bare hand was all that she had.

No, of course Loki is not hurt. She hit with some force, and his cheek never reddens. But that was never the point. The point was that Jane would show Loki that all humans are not ready to kneel before a dictator, as a proud old man in a crowd once demonstrated. Of course she could never hope to measure herself to his strength, but that was not the point. The point was about telling Loki that Midgard didn’t forget.

That was a fucking grand scene.

(And now I want the next one to be Hogun bringing her some ice.)

ANYONE WHO DOESN’T THINK LOKI DESERVES TO GET ALL LEVELS OF SLAPPED FOR NEW YORK BY JANE OR ANY OTHER HUMAN UNFOLLOW ME NOW.

^^^

seriously, loki is a fun character and an interesting antagonist but gdi the level of apologism he receives from the Marvel fandom for the fucking horrible stuff he’s done is naueseating. 

i know he is charming and handsome but let’s not forget: he’s also terrible

Absolutely all of this.  Had she not slapped him she’s be a coward and “omg so whiny she does nothing,” but when she does slap him she’s a bitch.  Just… guys I like Loki too, but come on now, considering what he did in Thor AND in the Avengers… he’s the bad guy, o.k.?  He’s not supposed to be liked, least of all by a human who had to deal with him fucking everything up.  Don’t forget, she was pretty much tossed into this situation without knowing what was going on.  Imagine doing your life’s work then these guys in suits show up like, “Hey take this check we’re taking everything kthnx.”  Then shit starts getting destroyed, not just in New Mexico, but in New York.  I mean sure S.H.I.E.L.D gave her her stuff back but that’s a lot of crap to go through.

And how is she being called stupid for hitting “the dangerous criminal who is helping them,” she’s not the only one who attacks him in this scene.  They all threaten him, EVERYONE THREATENS HIM, and instead of standing back and watching them she’s like, fuck this, I’m in on this too, because he fucking ruined my life too.

This reminds me of the Rise of the Guardians fans who hate Tooth for punching Pitch at the end of the movie.  Like… are you serious?  HE ATTACKED HER FIRST!  He took all of the baby teeth, destroyed her area, made sure kids stopped believing in her so she lost her power… she deserves to be angry!  Just like Jane.  Like what, you want her to look at Loki and fawn over him?  And not be pissed at him?  Really?  Right, because that’s believable.  

I just hate when women hate on female characters because “oh noes they’re attacking the guy I like.”  This guy you like is an asshole.  I’m sure if Thor was the one who punched him you’d be crying, “OMG OTP,” but since it’s a woman it’s like, “Ugh bitch no.”  Just stop with the woman bashing over silly things, please.  I wonder… did Black Widow get this much hate in the Avengers?  Cuz she spent the whole movie fighting Loki with the others, are we supposed to hate her too?

thored:

NOTICE THAT THOR SAID “WHEN” 

NOT “IF” 

Snap, I didn’t even.  Shit.

Let me introduce you to Puppet.

Yesterday was a bit of a whirlwind day.  We had to put Isis down, the very first cat my partner and I had together (she had Isis before I moved up here, so Isis was with us when I first arrived in Minneapolis).  Isis had essentially just given up, and my mother believes that she died of a broken heart because Loki was gone.

So, while sitting in the car at the vet, we both decided that there was no way we wanted to go home to an empty house.  We thought, “Let’s go to the humane society, see if we can find a cat we like.  If not, no big deal, it might mean it’s not time yet.  But if we do, then you know, we should bring home a new cat.”

A couple of amazing things happened after that.

When we got home to get directions to the shelter, I got a call from a place I had done a phone interview with.  I’ve been out of a job, only for like a week and a half, because I had a temp job.  So I had done a phone interview that morning before we had to take Isis in and was told, “We’ll let you know by Monday.”  Instead of calling on Monday, they called literally five minutes after we got home from putting Isis down, wanting to schedule an in-person interview.

With the prospect of a new job, we definitely knew we could afford to get a cat.

So my partner and I went to the shelter.  We saw some cats, visited with some – three, in fact.  They were cute, but we didn’t really warm up to them.  We went in the last room, set on picking a cat named Alice that my partner had saw.  Before we could go to her, this beautiful cat called Baby rolled over on the bed she was laying on.

We both kinda looked at her, like, “… are you exposing your stomach to us?”  We started petting her like, on her side, and her head, and she was a purring mess.  I noticed that she was shaved on her tummy, which my partner explained meant that she had been fixed recently, touching the area without thinking.  The cat didn’t care, in fact, we both got to pet her tummy and she didn’t care.  So we decided to visit with the cat, my partner picking her up.  I headed to the door and she started whining, not wanting me to walk away.  I actually had to tell her, “I’m just going to the door so we can visit with you.”

Interesting fact:  "Baby" is the name of the stuffed animals my partner and I gave each other before we moved in together, when we had started dating in college.

So we visited with the cat and she was playful, and lovable.  After a moment we thought of the name “Puppet” for her.  So I called out “Puppet” and she walked over, rolled around, purred, and just went nuts.  We knew this cat was the cat for us.

Interesting fact:  not only does she have a cold (so should be kinda sick and miserable), but she was so friendly we thought she was declawed when she was batting her paws around.  She is NOT declawed, she just had them retracted to play with us.  She also has a bad liter box history which she has shown NO signs of in our house, she uses the liter box just fine.  Also…

… the dream my partner had before, of the third cat in the house that we didn’t have.  We have two theories with that.  The first being that the cat was her parent’s cat, Raja, who had passed away a year ago, coming to the house to kind of tell the kitties that it was o.k. for them to leave.  OR the third cat was Puppet, introducing herself to the cats, and showing them that she would be there to take care of us.

By the way, the third picture is totally her “Assassin’s Creed” pose.

A story about the two cats my partner and I have that I think is really interesting. We’ve had them both for years, but Isis (black and white cat) was the first and we got Loki (brownish cat) later.

A few months ago, my partner woke up from a weird dream she had.  In it, she said that two cats were in the house with us, but along with them was this third cat that – clearly – wasn’t ours, because we only have two.  It was sort of like a ghost kitty?  Not harmful or anything, just there, like a normal cat.  I kinda shrugged it off, because my partner has weird dreams like that sometimes.

After coming back from a convention in September, we noticed that Isis wasn’t eating as much.  In fact, she was actually letting Loki eat before her.  As the weeks passed, Isis was eating less, and was even letting Loki eat her share of the food.  She was also letting Loki sleep in bed with us, opting to sleep in this little corner of the bedroom.  It was a bit strange, but we thought that it was good that Loki was able to be around us more and that Isis was letting her.  

Cue to a week ago and we find out from the vet that Loki is really sick and we have to put her down.  After coming home without Loki, Isis starts to sleep on the pillow where Loki use to sleep when she would wander into the living room.

That’s when we realized all of the signs.

I think Isis knew that Loki was sick and that she wouldn’t be around much longer.  So she was being nicer to here, letting her eat, and – to a certain extent – letting her eat her share of the food as a way to try and help her somehow.  She also let her sleep in the bed with us, I think, to give her some time with us.  Before, Isis was always the cat in the bed and Loki would sleep downstairs somewhere.  Suddenly, she was sleeping on my partner’s pillow, which is where Isis use to sleep.  And the third “ghost kitty?”  I think that was a sign, too, of what was to come – especially since we plan on getting another cat at some point.

Some time has passed and we took Isis to the vet today.  She’s having liver problems and we were about to prepare for the worst, but as we spoke to the vet we told her about what we had done on Thanksgiving (of all days).  My partner and I were so desperate to get Isis to eat – since she flat out stopped after Loki passed away – that we gave her bits of the turkey I had made (first time making turkey, too).  Miraculously, Isis ate a piece.  Then another.  And another.  For the first time in a long while, she was eating!  Not only that, but she kept all of it down and drank the water in her bowl.  The fact that she had started eating, according to the vet, is an extremely good sign.  We were told to take her home, give her the medicine they prescribed, and try feeding her the turkey again (since she’s eating it).

So, we tried that today.  She ate half of her food – more than we’ve seen her do in all of the times we’ve tried feeding her – and, when we checked later, the rest of the food in her bowl was gone!

I realized in all of this that people aren’t the only ones who grieve for a loved one, but so do pets.  As much as I believe in my pets being part of my family, it seems that pets feel the same way.  

I also realized, once again, that dreams definitely mean something.  And karma can be rather… interesting.  We lost Loki, then my partner got a free turkey in a raffle from her job.  I have never, in my life, made turkey, but it was free so I decided to give it a shot.  Not only did I make a good meal for Thanksgiving, but I ended up making the food that Isis finally started to eat after so much time of picking at food then not eating.

So… urm… there, have a random story about cats?  And dreams?  And karma?  And turkey?

Let me tell you a story about Loki the Cat.  Many years ago, back when my partner’s parents weren’t quite o.k. with us being together, back when I was still “the roommate” and all that, around Christmas time we decided that instead of going to her family Christmas, we were going to go and pick out a cat together.  We went to the humane society, both found a cat that we liked, sat in a room with her and randomly said, “Hey Loki,” and she walked right over and meowed.  That’s when we knew that we had found our cat.

Loki is one of the first things we got together as a couple.  In fact, she might be the first besides like, the first couple of apartments we had.  We picked her as a couple as a sort of silent “screw you” to the people who didn’t accept us.  Over the years, those people came around, and as we had to put Loki down tonight I realized something.  The vet said she had been sick for a while, but she didn’t seem like it.  Though even if she was sick, I realized that she actually held on long enough for the whole Vote No thing to happen.  It sort of feels like, we got her as a couple, and she left us as the state decided that limiting our right to marry is stupid.  So… thank you for staying around long enough for that, Loki.  

Now, Isis (our first cat) is sitting in the spot she use to sit in, and I think that deep down, Isis knew.  I mean, the two of them got along o.k., but for the past couple of weeks Isis has been doing little things like letting Loki eat/get the water first, which she use to not do.  So I think she knew.

So this post is to say farewell to Loki the Cat.  We both love you, sweetie, and try not to be too much of a pest where you’re going… because you can be a pest sometimes, you know?  Don’t eat ALL of the soft food, share with the other cats sometimes, and don’t yodel in the middle of the night because it’s not cute, it’s annoying.  

My second cat, Loki, has kidney failure.  Going to the vet to talk about our options, but… yeah  :(

supersaiyajopping:

“I am Loki, of Asgard, and I am burdened with a glorious Props Department”. #Avengers #BehindTheScenes #stupidity

This is why Loki is awesome.