i fight with my brother for you

anonymous asked:

This should probably be down the line for the pregnancy promts but when Mercy goes into labor it should be when Hanzo and Mcree are looking after her while Genji is away on an errand. Panicking uncles :)

This prompt has been sitting in my inbox for over a month. It is time.

Also whoops this ended up super long. *cough* like 6k words *cough*

Fighting an omnic ninja assassin sent to kill your brother counts as an errand right?

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Symmetra snickered a little as she watched Genji at Athena’s keyboard, continually switching between different security feeds of the watchpoint. Genji glanced up. “What?” he said.

“You’re antsy,” she said with a smirk.

“I am not ‘antsy,’” muttered Genji, continuing to flick between different feed channels.

“Is this your way of nesting?” said Symmetra, tilting her head.

“Angela and I will be in Switzerland for three months,” said Genji, standing up and glancing away from the screen, “I don’t want anything to happen to this place while we’re gone.” He paused and then quickly turned his attention back to the screen and flicked through all the security feeds again.

“We will manage just fine,” said Symmetra, “You should relax. Go… meditate or spend time with Angela or whatever it is you do. It won’t be long until you don’t have any time to yourself.”

“Hm,” Genji seemed unconvinced.

Symmetra sighed, constructed a seat of hard-light, and sat down. “To be honest, while I believe you and Angela should do as you see fit and I understand your reasoning, Switzerland is awfully far away.”

“Well, Doctor Haberlin is one of the world’s leading obstetricians and a good friend of Angela’s, and Angela’s uncle’s old house is lovely and out of the way but not too far from Thun and—”

“I know, I know,” said Symmetra, “And I know you two will probably be terribly busy with the little one, but do try and stay in contact. Fareeha will want pictures immediately and—” Symmetra’s prosthetic made a low-pitched buzzing sound and Symmetra raised an eyebrow and brought up a projection of one of her sentry turrets. The projection suddenly turned red and blipped out of sight and Symmetra’s brow furrowed.

“Turret destroyed,” she said it mostly as a knee-jerk reaction at this point.

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The stakes are high!

Hold your ground! Hold your ground!

Sons and daughters of Bob stans, of Bellamy stans, my brothers and sisters,
I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me.

A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day.

An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down, but it is not this day!

From this day on, until Sunday, we fight!!

By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men and Women of the 100 Fam!!!

(All jokes aside, we need YOU! TOGETHER, we can be strong enough to win the title for Bob.)

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Princess Prompts

Anonymous said:Hey, your blog is really inspiring! Can i ask for some prompts about a princess trying to raise an army to fight against her brother (both of whom are vying for the crown). Thanks a lot xx 

Anonymous said:NEED help on dialogue. My two main characters have been friends since they were 3. They like each other but never said anything. Until Leon expectedly kisses her. She pushed him away. She does like him back but I think she doesn’t know how to react. Some background info Layla is a princess and Leon is a knight. Please and thank you!!!!

Anonymous said:Do you have anything for a fun and snarky princess who’s marrying the crown Prince flirting with her guard? Thanks, I love your blog!

Anonymous said:would you be interested in providing some prompts about saviors and evil queens? I love your prompts btw!!

Anonymous said:Could I get some prompts about a warrior princess and her bodyguard who’s kinda just there for show


1) “I think your kind have a very long history of asking mine to die for you,” the soldier said. “When the end result is much the same anyway. What’s one royal to another?”
“You’ve never met my brother.”


2) The knight stared at the look on the princess’s face, the colour draining from his face at the push and the lack of response. His normal flawless self-confidence faltered. “I - I apologise, my lady. I must have misread the situation - I thought-”
“-You didn’t!” it burst out of her. She exhaled a breath, turned away because it was a little easier when she didn’t have to look at him. Grace. Poise. Control. “It is alright, I’m not angry.” She just wished she knew what she was. “The situation is…complicated.” 
“Can I do anything to uncomplicate it for you, your highness?”


3) “My lady, the prince-”
“Ah the prince,” the princess said, with a gesture. “I live to be swept off my feet by a prince, don’t I?” She caught her guard’s eye. “Just a pity he lacks the stature or strength to do much sweeping, I would likely break the kingdom’s back. Perhaps you’d do the sweeping for him?” She grinned as the knight flustered and flushed. “Well trained and of strong arm that you are.”
“If my lady commands it I would do anything.” It came out entirely too sincere and breathless, and her grin softened to a smile.


4) “The kingdom will never stand for someone like you!”
“Good,” the evil queen replied. “I do not wish to have them standing, I wish them on their knees at my feet in their rightful place.” The queen swept closer, examining the saviour. So young, so beautiful, so innocent-looking. “There could be a comfortable place made there for you too.”
“At your feet? I’m more of a make a stand kinda girl. Sorry.”
The queen’s face hardened. “I can accommodate that too, gracious queen that I am. Strung up in the dungeons on your feet forever on hot needles, no chance of rest or respite.”
They glared at each other.


5) “Would you like me to scowl at them too?” the bodyguard muttered. “If I am to be your defense against people you don’t want to talk to?” They both knew the princess didn’t need physical defense. She just wanted someone to hulk and look aggressive if someone she didn’t like approached. A buffer against persistent suitors, an escape hatch, a different weapon perhaps to those hidden in the folds of her gown but a weapon to be wielded with a warrior’s devastating affect nonetheless. 
The princess smiled sweetly, as lovely and harmless looking as anything in her court attire that night. “Don’t be too put out, you make a wonderful chaperone. I’ll protect you if anyone makes advances on your honour.” 
The bodyguard barely resisted huffing.

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hi mom!! i don’t know if you remember me, but i’m the anon that about a month/2 months/whatever ago said that i’ve been wanting to be a producer for two years, and was making a pv for my first song? well, I finished it!!! it’s got horrible resolution and looks shit on ESPECIALLY mobile but it’s a thing!! my first thing ever and i’m so happy!!

out of context this whole song is random as Shít but there’s this huge complex story so it’s best to think of it as “Warrior Fights Corrupted Brother And Bad Shit Happens” at this moment

wwhuHUWOAHUOA THIS IS RLLY INTERESTING like ur music style is?? rlly interesting???? (not in a bad way ofc) congrats on getting it finished!

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Allison sobs: Remy, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen! I was so upset! I wasn’t thinking! I was out of my head, I know it.

Remy rages: I, I, I… do you hear yourself? Every sentence starts with I. You’re the most selfish f*cking b*tch! So my girl and my baby is in intensive care because you wanted to go fight Nico’s baby Mama? You’re lucky you’re not a man, Allison. Because I would lay you the f*ck out if you were, I’d break you. Matter of fact, f*ck it. I’m ‘bout to beat the sh*t out of you. Put you in intensive care too, you silly ass b*tch! You wanna fight so bad, you can have one right here.

Nico steps in between his brother, holds him back before he could charge.

Nico warns: Talk to my wife like that again, Remy. Do it.

Remy growls: Yeah? You wanna hear me talk like that again, Nico? How about if anything happens to Lala or my son…if I lose them…you don’t want to know what I’ll do to that woman. I’ve killed men for less.

Nico: Remy. Calm down. They’re going to throw you out of here if you don’t calm down and stop talking like a damn crazy person. This is the ICU waiting room, not the damn South Newcrest projects! Trust and believe you’re not putting a hand on my wife.

Remy: Trust and believe? Trust and believe? Trust and believe I will break Allison into small parts if any of these doctors come out here and tell me Lala or my child won’t make it. All because she can’t accept you had your d*ck in anyone else beside her!

Allison knows enough to put distance between herself and Remy. She puts her hand to her mouth to stop herself from weeping. She hated seeing her brother in law so enraged, so wild. She knew he was speaking from a place of anger and fear. And it was all her fault.

anonymous asked:

I see you accept asks from people describing OCs. I only have four but my favorite is this one who fights with a buster sword and has four brothers. She wears a long yellow coat, a light green sleeveless turtleneck, and dark brown flare pants. She also can control plants. Idk how else to describe her without going off on a tangent and using up all the characters. 😅

controlling plants - these are some really nice and badass powers I want to be her!

anonymous asked:

Advise for Paladins whose last thought before they sleep, will I still be worthy in the Morning? Paladins who strive everyday for improvement and humble temperance because a small voice in the back of their mind whispers if they rest, if they give a moment not fighting to be worthy the gods or whatever force they draw holy power from will realize the mistake they made and withdraw their divinely given powers.

That depends on them. We all often have to wrestle with doubt. Paladins are not exempt from this. Truly, I wonder if you’re asking for how a paladin might handle it, and then apply it to your own mindset to see if it works.

My advice to you, and my brothers and sisters among the paladin ranks, is to ask yourself if that doubt helps or hinders you in duty as a paladin, or even as a person. Doubt is a part of integrity, and self examination and reflection is key to keeping our feet on the righteous path. But it serves no one to bring yourself down, to believe that their destiny was a mistake.

Remember, that being a Paladin is not only to have faith, but to enter a covenant, a sacred promise, be it with the gods, the light, virtues and ideals, its patron we swear an oath to regardless. And it goes both ways, because the Light believes in us as much as we believe in the Light and all under its auspice. 

Don’t think of that covenant as something easily broken, shattered while unawares. In a way both parties have to consent to its ending, for the Paladin to leave the path, and for the Patron to know they’ve left it. 

But if the covenant holds true, then I hope those paladins sleep better at night, because the faith they cradle in their hearts is mirrored back at them, silent and true.

my brother and i have come up with a new brawl for overwatch, its called “get out of our house” and its in hanamura. you cannot pick either of the shimada brothers.

they will, however, come and attack both teams at random times. there is no way to tell when they will attack or from where.

they fight with the strength and abilities shown in the dragons short and it is entirely possible for both teams to lose and the brothers win, however, they cannot be awarded potg and this upsets them, fueling their desire to fight.

So like I was rewatching the space mall episode-

-and my weaboo alarm started going off when I saw the space pirate outfits and!! It turns out that each of them has bits that reference different anime and reflect the personality/situation of the paladin wearing them and I’m cryindkfg LOOK

Pidge’s glasses are Kamina’s from Gurren Lagann. Kamina is an older brother character who uh inspires his (pseudo) sibling to travel to space and fight in a giant fucking fighting robot. And after Kamina dies, Kamina’s little brother ends up wearing his glasses (or a version of them, at least).

(*Matt voice* “believe in the me that believes in you, Katie”)

I’m actually willing to bet my entire firstborn child that Keith’s outfit is referencing Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z, who, shit you not, starts out as a rival character from a planet of evil killer furries and then becomes a grumpy ally/friend to the heroes. He’s even crossing his arms just like him I’m so mad

I spent like an hour trying to figure out Hunk but then I realized: spiky shoulder pads, spike on head, apron (later on in ep). He’s Alphonse from Fullmetal Alchemist, aka a big, strong, compassionate kid who likes cute things, food, and hugs, and will kick your entire ass if you try to hurt anybody in front of him. Also Alphonse is a suit of armor, and Hunk’s lion is the most armored, like…

Lance’s little glasses and long coat are just like Vash’s from Trigun. And fucking. Vash is a fucking marksman who acts goofy but gets serious to help others / when in trouble and doesn’t understand the full extent of his abilities. Does any of this. Sound familiar at all.

I couldn’t figure out Coran’s (apparently I’m not that level of weeb yet) but if someone knows who he’s referencing please tell me so I can get mad about that too because I can’t believe I didn’t notice all of these fucking parallels the first time around what the fuck

So this is basically what I’ve seen from that Eren/Mikasa scene from the opening...

GOTTA INTERCEPT THE BAE IN TIME WITH THE MUSIC

DODGING THE BOULDER LIKE A QUEEN

WHERE THE FUCK IS EREN

OUTTA THE WAY SASHA

MY BODY IS READY

ROLLING GIRL BUT IN REVERSE

AH THERE YOU ARE EREN

WERE GOING TO HOLD HANDS ASDFGHJKL

WERE HOLDING HANDS OMFG THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE #ACKERGOALS

WTF MIKASA LET ME GO AND FIGHT ON MY OWN IM NOT UR LITTLE BROTHER BLAH BLAH BLAH

AH NEVERMIND THERES A TITAN COMING QUICK THROW ME THROUGH THE SMOKE SO I CAN MAKE A DRAMATIC ENTRY

#LETITGO

I’ve evolved from a trash can into an ultimate dumpster.

Things Harry Potter Should Have Named His Kid Instead Of “Albus Severus”

Because I have an abundance of saltiness about the name Albus Severus Potter

Remus Rubeus Potter: Remus Rubeus Potter, you were named after a man who fought bravely in the war despite the fact that he had a newborn just so that the world could be safe for his son and the next generation and a man who did nothing but take care of and look after me. 

Arthur Rubeus Potter: Arthur Rubues Potter, you were named after the two best father figures I ever had. Both of which look after me, were always there for me, and only ever cared for me.

Remus Regulus Potter: Remus Regulus Potter, you were named after two of the bravest men I knew. Both of them risked their lives so that future generations could have great lives. One of them was a Slytherin so if you’re a Slytherin then that’s pretty rad.

Dean Seamus Potter: Dean Seamus Potter, you were named after two of the gayest guys I’ve ever met. Me and your uncle Ron shared a dorm with them when we were at Hogwarts. I know they are pretty insignifican but neither of them continually abused me and my friends so…

Fawkes Hedwig Potter : Fawkes Hedwig Potter, you were named after two of the coolest birds I ever met. One literally saved my life and the other was pretty much my only friend in an abusive household.

McGonagall Remus Potter: McGonagall Remus Potter, you were named after two of the best professors I ever had at Hogwarts. Both made sure to look after me and actually teach me useful things like teachers should. THe were both complete badasses and I have nothing but the upmost respect for both of them.

Fred Ronald Potter: Fred Ronald Potter, you were named after two guys who did nothing but make sure I not only had a family but I was extremely comfortable in theirs. 

Remus Remus Potter: Remus Remus Potter, you were named after a guy who was so immensely brave and so incredibly genuine with me that I gave you his name twice.

Florean Potter: Florean Potter, you were named after a guy who gave me free ice cream even though it got him killed by Death Eaters. He was kind to me even through his fear.

Evan Prewett Potter: Evan Prewett Potter, you were named after both my biological mom and the woman who practically adopted me. The were both completely badass and did nothing but love me.

Horace Regulus Potter: Horace Regulus Potter, you were named after two of the bravest Slytherins I know. One of them gave me information that helped me save the world and the other risked his life at 18 years old so that other people could have a chance at defeating Lord Voldemort.

Fred Peeves Potter: Fred Peeves Potter, you were named after two of Hogwarts biggest trouble makers. Raise hell, son.

Hedwig Pigwidgeon: Hedwig Pigwidgeon Potter, you were named after two owls because owls are fucking cool.

Arnold Pigwidgeon Potter: Arnold Pigwidgeon Potter, you were named as a constant reminder to all the people who wonder why Ginny didn’t get to name any of our kids.

Neville Dobby Potter: Neville Dobby Potter, you were named after two incredibly brave beings who were tragically underestimated their entire lives. Also, both of them gave me information that helped me win the death tournament a dark wizard entered me in when I was 14.

Cedric Tonks Potter: Cedric Tonks Potter, you were named after the two bravest Hufflepuff’s I knew. They proved that Hufflepuff’s are much more than nice, they can be incredibly brave.

Remus Tonks Potter: Remus Tonks Potter, you were named after the bravest couple I ever knew. They continued fighting in the war despite just having a baby so that he and everyone else could have a brighter future. 

Nicholas Remus Potter: Nicholas Remus Potter, you were named after two guys who were actually helpful directly after Sirius’ death. One of them was a ghost that you’ll have the pleasure of meeting.

Cadogan Potter: Cadogan Potter, you were named after one of the funniest and tragically unappreciated things that made my teenage years outstandingly better. 

Tonks Potter: Tonks Potter, you were named after the bravest Hufflepuff I ever knew.

•Credence Barbone Potter: Credence Barebone Potter, you were named after a character who deserved better. Come hug me please.

Lee Regulus Potter: Lee Regulus Potter, you were named after two men who despite how young they were still managed to be brave and find a way to impact thre outcome of a war.

Bill Charles Potter: Bill Charles Weasley, you were named after the two Weasley’s that I will never stop wanting to know about.

Tonks Fleur Potter: Tonks Fleur Potter, you were named after to women who managed to look past appearance and still marry werewolf despite the hardships that came with. They were also both gorgeous badasses. Lastly, if someone has something to say about your middle name being girly send a letter to your aunt Fleur and she’ll kick their ass while still having flawless hair.

Oliver Nimbus Potter: Oliver Nimbus Potter, you were named after one of the best Quidditch players I ever met. You better make the bloody Quidditch team.

Alastor Kingsley Potter: Alastor Kingsley Potter, you were named after two incredibly brave men who are often overlooked when it comes to heroes from the war. One of them continued to fight even after being kidnapped. The other was nothing but honest and brave and clever.

Ignotis Potter: Ignotis Potter, you were named after my ancestor who was written about in the Tale of three Brothers. He was humble and clever. I’d like for you to be like him.

•Merlin Newton Potter: Merlin Newton Potter, you were named after two incredibly succesful wizards. They were both very hard working.

Sirius Ludovic Potter: Sirius Ludovic Potter, you were named after the two most dramatic men I’ve ever met. They were both incredibly extra.

Severus Umbridge Vernon Voldemort Potter: Severus Umbridge Vernon Voldemort Potter, I was just gonna name you Albus Severus Potter but I was sitting there and I thought to myself why just give you one of the names of people who’ve abused me. If I and other people are going to be constantly reminded of people who have abused us then I might as well go all in.

~feel free to add~

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make me choose: anonymous asked aragorn or newt

Hold your ground, hold your ground! Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you *stand, Men of the West!*

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Gongmyung always being supportive of NCT 127 and his small brother

my hands-down favorite scene in FMA:B is when Olivier Armstrong goes to her folks house and is just like: dad, retire and leave me in charge of everything, and also get out and go on a cruise

And he’s like well your brother was supposed to inherit, but you can just fight each other for it

And he and the rest of the family pack nothing but an embarrassing amount of cash and swan off chatting about souvenirs while Olivier and Alex are destroying the living room 

perfection

Loki and Children

I have been having some thoughts about the original mythological Loki and the thought that has been on my mind most is this:

Loki is

1. Surprisingly great with kids

2. Is addicted to parenthood

Let me explain.

As to the first bit, well, yeah, it’s surprising. Or it should be at first glance. Because, seriously, this is fucking Loki. Standing in close proximity to him for longer than a minute is bound to result in theft, arson, a splash of bloodshed for color, and at least one confused party waking up in bed with the fucker. He’s a chaotic, manic, and generally hazardous force to be reckoned with.

To us. That is, adults.

Mortals, gods, giants, trolls, dwarves, et cetera–but only those who are mature.* *Read: there is Something to be Gained from conning, seducing, or otherwise messing with us. Whether it’s to save his own skin, or to get some sweet petty vengeance, or to steal a bauble, or to satisfy some carnal itch, or to just fuck up somebody’s day for the Hel of it, Loki only ever targets those he can take something worthwhile from. 

And what is there to take from kids? 

Plenty of folks on his extremely extensive Enemies List have children, of course. No one in the Norse mythos was especially mindful of dropping their seed. So. Children.

Children–easy to fool, easy to make a hostage, easy to charm and siphon their parents’ secrets and treasures from–should be great big bullseyes to the God of Mischief and Trickery and Assorted Other Unscrupulous Things. Yet there isn’t a single Edda or snippet of lore in which Loki makes cruel use of them. Not once. 

But what’s the big deal? Most of the rude and/or villainous characters in Norse mythology don’t bother with harassing kids either. Except in the case of stories like Loka Táttur.

Loka Táttur is a tale about how a farmer loses a bet with a vicious troll who swears to kill the farmer’s little boy. The farmer calls upon three gods in turn. Odin, Hoenir, and Loki. Odin and Hoenir both disguise the boy and hide him away, but the troll is too clever and each time manages to sniff out the boy’s hiding place. Ultimately it is Loki who hides the kid–pulling an Idunn-in-a-Nutshell gag and hiding him as a speck on the eye of a flounder in the water–and then, rather than stepping back as Odin and Hoenir did from their work, he sits in his boat and lets the troll see him.

The troll, being suspicious, asks what Loki’s business is. Only fishing, obviously. The troll demands to join him. Lo and behold, they bring up a wealth of flounders, including the one where the boy’s hidden. Loki manages to change the boy back to his true shape and hide the kid behind his back without the troll noticing. As Loki brings the boat back to shore, and to the farmer’s boathouse with the latter’s doors open, Loki tells the boy to run through the boathouse. He goes, the troll gives chase, and the troll becomes wedged in the entryway. 

At which point Loki proceeds to chop off the troll’s legs and stick an iron stake in the bastard’s skull. Then he walks the kid back home. The grand payoff for Loki after all this? 

The boy is safe. The troll is dead. The End.

Huh.

Now, much as Loki may have been the catalyst for a lot of corpses pre-Ragnarok–see his business with Thor getting his hammer back and leading more than one giant into a death trap–Loki is actually very rarely, if ever, one to get his hands dirty by killing a victim himself. Even Baldr was done in by an arrow he aimed with blind Hod’s fingers. So why did Loki personally orchestrate this plan in such a grisly way? For what gain?

What, other than the satisfaction of personally slaughtering the would-be child-killing prick troll?

In a less bloody narrative, we see his hand in getting Thialfi and Roskva, a pair of mortal siblings, taken into Thor’s service. While the exact ages of the two aren’t mentioned, they are young enough to still be in the care of their parents. When Thor and Loki are travelling it’s their father who invites them under their roof. Thor’s goats are slaughtered for the evening meal and–in some tellings–it is Loki who entices the son, Thialfi, into breaking a leg bone to taste the marrow. When morning comes and Thor resurrects his goats, one has a broken leg.

Thor’s visibly pissed—never ever a good thing–and so the family offers to make some compensation.

Loki, coughing through his hand: ThialfibroketheboneheshouldpledgeservicetoThor

Thialfi: Uh–

Loki, clearing his throat: Alsotakethesistertwoforonedeal

Rosvka: But I didn’t do anything—

Loki, en sotto voce: Kids, consider your options. Teensy mortal lifetime of toil on Midgard, harvesting dirt and snow on one hand. Potentially immortal lifetime, I don’t know, scrubbing giant blood off Mjolnir in Thor’s hall on Asgard on the other. Verdict?

Both: Sold.

Loki: Excellent! Really, Thor, you’re a master dealmaker, a born barterer, I’m in awe.

Thor: Wh—

Loki: AND WE’RE BACK TREKKING LETS GO

Cue laugh track.

Point being, Loki has been shown to purposefully go out of his way to help kids because…because. Yet how does this translate to the idea of him being good with kids?

I ask this purely hypothetically and am trying not to laugh as I do, because really. Really. How in the hell is a kid not going to be entertained by the Norse god of revelry and recreation?

Oh yeah, that bit’s often left off the résumé.

Loki, God of Mischief, is also God of Recreation. Play, in other words. Because playtime is a thing that is Chaotic rather than a product of Order, and so Loki is naturally all over it. There are some who even credit him with having added that trait to the first humans, Ask and Embla, while Odin, Vili, and Vé were carving them and breathing character into their souls.

On top of that, he’s also the god of flyting—poetic shit-talking.

So we have a shapeshifting, storytelling, magic-wielding, game-spinning, trickster god who can also teach young ears every bad word they could ever hope to learn, and he’s expected not to be a hit with kids? This is all without even mentioning the fact that Loki is a bit of a hyperactive attention hog all on his own. What better audience for him than a gaggle of credulous little onlookers who are too young to sneer at his antics rather than take delight in them? Children are wee balls of mischief themselves, muddled in with imagination and wonder and an eagerness to be wowed or made to laugh themselves into weeping.

All of which brings me to point number two:

Loki is a kidaholic.

Like, even though a lot of his and/or her sleeping around the Realms can be chalked up to an insane libido, there’s also just the sheer number of kids they’ve produced to factor in. Maybe more than even Odin or Thor could boast. At least half being born from Loki herself. Not because Loki was helpless against the workings of nature—it’s impossible to believe that Loki wasn’t smart enough or powerful enough to get around producing new Lokisons and Lokisdottirs with every other bedmate—but because Loki wants more kids. There will never be enough kids.

The guy’s got a case of severe paternal/maternal hoarding going on. I mean

Loki: I need another one.

Odin: You really don’t.

Loki: You’re right. I need two other ones.

Odin: I am positive that you do not.

Loki: Three. Triplets. Need them. Right now.

Odin: Loki.

Loki: Four? Four. Definitely four.

Odin: Loki, please.

Loki: Yeah, let’s go with four. I can give or get. I’ll flip a coin.

Odin: Loki, as Allfather, I am expressly forbidding you to impregnate or be impregnated for at least a century.

Loki: Fine.

Odin: …

Loki: …I’ll settle for three.

Odin: What did I just say?

Loki: Three’s a good number, isn’t it? All good things come in threes. You and your brothers—

Odin, fighting an aneurysm: You and your brothers—

Loki: So you agree!

Odin: I did not—

Loki: Three it is!

Odin: Loki—

Loki: Be back when I feel like it

Odin: Loki

Loki: Give my love to Sleipnir

Odin: LOKI—

Loki, pantsless, vaulting over the wall, cartwheeling towards Jötunheimr’s Ironwood forest: Bye

It’s in that Ironwood that he meets Angrboda and fathers a giant wolf, a giant snake, and the literal corpse-faced queen-goddess of the dead by her. Being that Loki’s scope of attractiveness/aesthetic acceptability is elastic enough to let all sorts of species between his legs, I find it hard to believe that his kids’ unique looks would repulse or even faze him. They’re his children. Therefore they’re great.

And we all know how that happy family ended up. Ditto his second family with Sigyn and his two little twin boys.

Enter Ragnarok, warfare, general Bad Times, and so on.

Anyway.

Comical as it is to envision a Loki who cringes at the notion of parenthood and/or fears his more monstrous children, I just don’t believe it lines up with what we know of the Loki of myth.

Myth Loki is a god who would spend hours entertaining a child, simply entertained that the child is entertained.

Myth Loki is also a god who would hunt down and methodically dismember whichever idiot thought it would be okay to make a child cry within said god’s earshot.

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I wanna talk about something.

Every single Drarry story I’ve read has been like “Harry thought he was straight bc of Ginny” or “But Ginny” or “He didn’t want to hurt Ginny” and I can understand that bc of canon. But I just want to ask something. Why the fuck was Harry with Ginny in the first place? I mean I love Ginny I really do. But for the first like 4 years that Harry knew her, she was creepily obsessed with him and Harry HATED that kind of attention. In the Triwizard Tournament, the person who was most important to Harry was her brother. The first time he ever had a romantic thought about her was when he had pretty much accepted that he was going to die so yeah who the fuck wants to die when their only kiss was with a girl bawling her eyes out over her ex boyfriend? And it came out of fucking nowhere. It was like “Oh shit there’s this evil guy after me. Oh shit I really gotta sort my life out bc something always happens every year at Hogwarts. Oh shit I gotta kill Voldemort. Oh shit look Ron’s little sister’s kinda pretty. I MUST BE IN LOVE WITH HER WHATTTTTT” like wtf Harry no sit down calm down. You’re not in love with her. You’re a hormonal teenager. And then he breaks up with her bc he’s pretty much gonna die. And then when it’s time for the Hogwarts battle, you know what Harry does? He’s like “GINNY STAY WHERE YOU ARE DONT FIGHT!” But you know who else told her that? HER FREAKING BROTHERS. How Harry thought of her in any non-platonic way is beyond me. Harry always thought of her as a little sister but then he discovered what a dick was and he was like YEAH LEMME MARRY HER. I will never get over the outrage of Harry’s romance with Ginny. I would sooner accept Harry being in a weird love triangle with Hermione than I would accept him with Ginny. Like I said, I love Ginny. I just can’t stand their relationship