“ Sá er enn talðr með ásum, er sumir kalla rógbera ásanna ok frumkveða flærðanna ok vömm allra goða ok manna. Sá er nefndr Loki eða Loftr […]. Loki er fríðr ok fagr sýnum, illr í skaplyndi, mjök fjölbreytinn at háttum. Hann hafði þá speki um fram aðra menn, er slægð heitir, ok vélar til allra hluta. Hann kom ásum jafnan í fullt vandræði, ok oft leysti hann þá með vélræðum.”
“Also numbered among the Æsir is he whom some call the mischief-monger of the Æsir, and the first father of falsehoods, and blemish of all gods and men: he is named Loki or Loptr […]. Loki is beautiful and comely to look upon, evil in spirit., very fickle in habit. He surpassed other men in that wisdom which is called ‘sleight,’ and had artifices for all occasions; he would ever bring the Æsir into great hardships, and then get them out with crafty counsel.”
Not the only one I love ginger Loki and I wanted him to be even more pissed off cause No hair dye and no hair strightner and he can’t cover his freckles with foundation or go to Starbucks to drink green tea to calm down 😦 But Thor has a thing for his red hair and calls him “MY little fox”
He did not set out to seduce Odin’s son. Thor came to him and Loki was weak-willed and powerless in the face of such desire.
No one would refuse Thor.
Thor found him in Iðunn’s orchard and Loki fast forgot the mischief that had brought him there when Thor’s needs became apparent.
Thor cannot take an
æsir
man, cannot make him ergi, but Loki is different. Loki has always been ergi and there is no shame in the son of Odin taking Loki.
Thor’s cock is thick and long, and Loki’s fingers do not quite meet around its girth. Thor is nervous, troubled that he will not fit, but Loki sinks down hungrily, swallowing Thor’s cock deep in his tight hole with very little resistance.
He rides Thor like that, head thrown back, as the branches of the apple trees dapple light over them.
“Do you like it?” Thor asks him, his fingers stroking over Loki’s hips, light and gentle. “Loki, do you?”
“Yes,” Loki gasps, so full that he knows he will crave this again, that he will seek his satisfaction from Thor over and over if the man is willing. He cups Thor’s face in his hands and presses a messy kiss to his mouth. “You are good, Thor. You are very good. You please me.”
Shaman/Viking-inspired Loki. I ran with the idea of Loki being a more mythology based character, less Marvel elements like Green/Gold, and more elements from the Edda. Mixed with black hair, instead of red.
Confession: The real reason Christians demonised me as they did is neither lack of understanding of my delightful trickster-personality nor a conscious attempt to make it fit more neatly into their strange world-view but simply revenge for all the times I turned into a cat and walked over their fresh manuscripts.
Say what you want about Baldr. I do, anyway. But even someone as universally beloved as I am sees that if all your friends and family can’t imagine greater pleasure than throwing, swinging and shooting deadly weapons at you for months on end – maybe you did something to cause some slight frustration. (This is how far my funeral speech for Baldr went before Frigga threw a horn of mead at me.)
“He was beautiful, that was always affirmed, but his beauty was hard to fix or to see, for he was always glimmering, flickering, melting, mixing, he was the shape of a shapeless flame, he was the eddying thread of needle-shapes in the shapeless mass of the waterfall. He was the invisible wind that hurried the clouds in billows and ribbons. You could see a bare tree on the skyline bent by the wind, holding up twisted branches and bent twigs, and suddenly its formless form would resolve itself into that of the trickster.” – A.S. Byatt, Ragnarok: The End of the Gods
Loki is the Philosopher King 