Loki’s almost imperceptible squint of quizzicality, though.

Asgard was always a people for Thor, because Thor and the sort of person Thor is, his life pursuits and passions, are included in the fabric of Asgardian society. 

The same cannot be said of Loki, or at least of a Loki unassimilated into Asgardian culture, and rendered complacently mute. 

I dunno if Tom slipped this past Taika et al, or if it was meant to just be Loki awe-pondering words that vaguely remind both brothers of Odin, but I’m choosing to read that little squint this way. 

lokiloveforever:

I remember the spectacle of Loki. I remember how just the mention of his name caused crazy butterflies in my stomach. I remember getting so excited just to see him on Pinterest or Tumblr and even more excited to see him in the movies, til I’d almost lose my breath. And even when he wasn’t in the movies, how my heart did flip flops if another character just mentioned his name. I watched the Thor movies just for Loki. I watched Avengers just for Loki. I still feel it, it hasn’t changed. Ragnarok didn’t change how I feel or my perspective of him. Loki is still my favorite character. Infinity War didn’t change it. I still see him the way I did before all this mess. Loki is not a “greasy piece of garbage that deserves whatever he gets”. He is not a “slutty, stabby daydrinking twink” and he’s not a “whiny space orphan trying to be a tortured emo goth”. These are not terms of endearment. These are words of ridicule and humiliation and ignorance. These words don’t describe Loki, and certainly don’t do him any justice. Not my Loki. Not our Loki. The Loki I love and adore and believe in and defend. He is worth defending, and yes, protecting. That’s what you do when you love someone. You build them up, not tear them down.

That’s Unexpected

worthyshieldcarrier:

@icyxmischief who also did not ask for this, but loud muse is loud. 

“You know, I like to think I’ve been alive long enough to be knowledgeable about a vast majority of topics, but..you, Loki, are a hard one to figure out. Care to enlighten me?”

Were Loki a Great Dane staring down a Chihuahua, he could not look more bemused, or more disdainful. “Cold bitch” exudes, as a demeanor and as an aesthetic, off his fey form. 

       “Oh, where to start,” he deadpans.