mosellegreen:

Judging from tumblr, Lokifeelz are running high today. A lot of you

who weren’t happy with his last couple of movies are going through the

same ordeal I and others went through after TDW and I feel for you so

much.

I need to reiterate that, as many of you have noted, Marvel doesn’t

care about us. They’re making enough money without giving us what we

want or deserve, and they hate women. Most of the old men who own

movie studios and comics publishers and so on do.

If we want quality content, we’re going to have to make it for

ourselves. Luckily, in the age of the internet and computers, that

isn’t too terribly difficult. We can make our own web series, or

podcast, or low-budget movie, or comic book, or just write a damn

series of novels. There is an incredible wealth of talent here in

fandom, almost all of it female, and we can overwhelm the world with

it.

Why do you think “mainstream” culture keeps sneering at fanfiction and

Mary Sue and so on? Why do stupid glossy magazines talk about

second-rate talents like Joss Whedon and abysmal talentless twits like

Taika Waititi as if their ability to write stories and direct movies

was a superpower on the order of flying or teleporting? As if

creativity were an incredibly rare quality instead of the human

default? It’s gatekeeping. There’s money to be made.

Those nasty old white men who own the system aren’t going to give us

what we want if they don’t have to. We’ll have to make it ourselves.

So my sisters, I urge you, CREATE. It’s the only effective way we can

fight back.

And link me when you do.

lasimo74allmyworld:

lasimo74allmyworld:

LOKI’S SPEECH

Am I supposed to be alive? Am I dead? To tell you the truth, I do not know it for sure,…I only know I’m here. I have always been here, and I will always be, laughing at the dark destinies of those who have summoned me.

Cheap writers have turned their attention to me, and have thought to tell my story through talking images …nice trick, fun, nothing to say. They summoned my name, my body, my voice, claiming to know the events, to be able to scrutinize Gods’ souls,…you foolish presumptuous!

But all they were able to do was telling my story through the pungent words of my brother, the cold gaze of my father, the harsh and free sarcasm of those who had labeled me since childhood. I watched them, these people, playing with my name, using it for their stories, to enchant and entertain, like the barking bards in my father’s Hall.

Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief, Silvertongue, God of Chaos, the Deceiver, Sower of Discord. Some of the names with which men know me do not belong to me, …they have been given to me like fleas that a steed picks up along the way.

Only a few knew how to hear my soul go painfully shattered, the awful moment I understood the mountain of lies that my whole life was made of. 

They called me God of Mischief, but who had been the greatest deception? Who has deceived a child, misleads a boy, rejected a son, denigrated a God? The One whom the Nine Realms call with his endless, pompous names, he, the Old egocentric bastard: Odin, the Allfather… may Hel devour him!

He has turned my life into a vile and painful lie from the very beginning. Since his pathetic tale about how he had saved my life, when I was just a baby, in Jotunheim. This is what has been told, this is what people believe.

Yet I have always wondered if it was not just another well-designed lie to cover himself with glory, at my expense. What if I had not been abandoned at all, as he always made me believe? What if he had simply kidnapped me, instead, like a bird of prey does with a hare?

I lived eons of time with this doubt that tore my mind and soul. Despite this, I was stupid enough to love my father with a deep visceral love; I wished for years to be his worthy son, but he already had Thor and he didn’t know what to do with me. I would have given my life for a nod of approval, to know that he was proud of me … but when, perhaps, the events were making us get closer it was too late, and dark ghosts of our past had got in the way. I, who craved the love of my family as the dry land begs for water I suddenly understood that I was nothing but a lonely soul, which belonged to nothing and no one. 

I was raised in deception and resentment, and for a while I also became what others had decided I should be. Just for a while.

Now I’m tired of hearing my life told by voices that aren’t mine, like the one, always sweetly arrogant, of my brother. I hated him with burning rage, then I desperately loved him as the most devoted brother, … I betrayed him but it was a deception too. 

In truth, behind his idiotic smile as a savior of the Realms, there was always my help, my skill, my presence. While he saw nothing but himself reflected in everything.

They told my own story using Thor’s words, Odin’s actions, the distorted image of a Frost Giant among the splendid Gods of Asgard. They took my name and then covered it with their malice, thrown it in the mud, exposed, humiliated and trampled for everyone to laugh at me. Suddenly I became Loki, the Jester, the unreliable and annoying brother. The buffoon who plays with knives and snakes, and who enjoys watching obscene shows of his own death, like a disgusting, depraved soul.

They evoked my name and presence as if I were a pawn to play with. I would have to disappear soon, their plans were very different and I was not part of it. Nothing that I didn’t know already. Loki was supposed to be nothing but the rough copy of himself, a banal stereotype, the villain of those legends that Midgardians like so much.

My purpose was to exalt Thor, because nothing could affect his glittering figure of hero of the Nine Worlds. They called me “murderer” but when he almost decimated my kin, a thousand voices rose to cheer him. They said that I betrayed him and yet it was him (along with my father) who denied me to attend at the funeral of my beloved mother; him who tortures me with a painful witchcraft of an alien planet, … leaving me alone, twitching on the floor waiting to die, while a stabbing fire devoured my blood made of ice. And that braggart knew it. Just as he knew that I would still come to his aid when there were no more ways out for him.

Nonetheless I could still be bullied and mocked, because I was “just Loki”, the second son, the adopted, the skittish, the deceiver, the jealous, the one who doesn’t deserve anything. I had to remain quiet, in my place in the background, mute, predictable in my unpredictability, plotting in the shadow like a Dark Elf, while the Nine Worlds melted in love for my precious brother, untarnished and invincible. But these sturdy storytellers didn’t summoned Balder the Sickly-Sweet, the accommodating Balder the Young; they wanted me, Loki God of Mischief and Chaos, so I have satisfied them.

And I messed up their plans, bringing that chaos they had tried to silence, and that they had deluded themselves to be able to control. I came out of the background, out of my place. Broken their rules. Rewrite their story, my story. I spoke aloud with my voice, and i touched deep and painful chords in those who knew how to find Loki Laufeyson among the bluster of the God of Thunder. People who understood my pain, saw the abyss of despair and self disgust where I had been thrown, heard my cries of suffering, touched my bleeding heart… and they were never the same anymore. They embraced my tragedy and tied it to their lives, recognizing themselves in my looks, in my silences, even in the sentences that were to serve to undress myself of all my dignity.

There’s a sentence that sums up all this, and it is the only truth that, in the end, has smeared the sheets on which they write. A phrase that opposed my phantom “army” to a green muscled monster who grunts like a primitive ape. He had to make people laugh, emphasize my inadequacy, highlight the uselessness of my supposed “plan”.

“I have an army!”, “We have a Hulk!” … I heard them, the mocking laughs at me. Yet now, that army exists and screams my name.

Proudly. Like Odin’s chosen warriors, who hails his name in the middle of battle. They’re people made of flesh and blood, and this thing amuses me and makes me proud at the same time. MY PEOPLE.

They are the last ones, those who have always remained in the shadows, in silence, voiceless; those who bitterly cried in the darkness of their rooms, all alone, scared, misunderstood; those who suffered,…no matter what, no matter how much. No one is competing, and no one can measures the pain. They called for the God of Mischief to belittle him and make fun of him, but without realizing that I am not the submissive puppet of whom they wanted to move the wires.

I am a God. And a Frost Giant.

I am powerful magic and ancient spells.

I am devouring fire, and a shape-shifter.

I am the shining God of Mischief in the golden citadel of Asgard, and the Lost Prince in the frozen land of Jotunheim.

I am a God, not a knife-thrower, a stupid buffoon. Nor I am the dark well to be filled with dung for my brother to shine.

Am I supposed to be alive? Am i dead? It doesn’t matter, it never had.

I’m Loki Laufeyson.

I am there since the beginning of time, and I’ll always be because a God rides life with no fear and laughs at death’s face.

Because even death, between my magic fingers, becomes deception itself, like the mist that hides the horizon, …a fleeting laugh on the wings of the wind. Maybe it exists, maybe not …

Or maybe it is me, who laughs at those who have summoned me to throw me into the mud of humiliation,…of those who now cringe in front of a growing army of voices that scream my name for vengeance. 

I AM LOKI LAUFEYSON, GOD OF MISCHIEF. I AM HERE AND I WILL LIVE FOREVER. 

                       —————————————————–

This is my contribution to Loki’s Army. I’d like the idea that is Loki speaking, for once, telling things through his eyes as he had lived it.

I’d like to tag some of Loki’s Army amazing people here on Tumblr @lokiloveforever @leenalee  @vesperazylra @lucianalight @the-lokis-queen @hisasgardianangel @latent-thoughts @mastreworld @whitedaydream @le-chat-sur-mars @nightcrawler0213 @nooo-body @mylittlesunshineblog @juliabohemian

#lokisarmyiscomingforvengeance

Judging from tumblr, Lokifeelz are running high today. A lot of you

who weren’t happy with his last couple of movies are going through the

same ordeal I and others went through after TDW and I feel for you so

much.

I need to reiterate that, as many of you have noted, Marvel doesn’t

care about us. They’re making enough money without giving us what we

want or deserve, and they hate women. Most of the old men who own

movie studios and comics publishers and so on do.

If we want quality content, we’re going to have to make it for

ourselves. Luckily, in the age of the internet and computers, that

isn’t too terribly difficult. We can make our own web series, or

podcast, or low-budget movie, or comic book, or just write a damn

series of novels. There is an incredible wealth of talent here in

fandom, almost all of it female, and we can overwhelm the world with

it.

Why do you think “mainstream” culture keeps sneering at fanfiction and

Mary Sue and so on? Why do stupid glossy magazines talk about

second-rate talents like Joss Whedon and abysmal talentless twits like

Taika Waititi as if their ability to write stories and direct movies

was a superpower on the order of flying or teleporting? As if

creativity were an incredibly rare quality instead of the human

default? It’s gatekeeping. There’s money to be made.

Those nasty old white men who own the system aren’t going to give us

what we want if they don’t have to. We’ll have to make it ourselves.

So my sisters, I urge you, CREATE. It’s the only effective way we can

fight back.

And link me when you do.

lasimo74allmyworld:

lokiloveforever:

the-lokis-queen:

bookwormpunk:

Hey fam, the more I read about the Russos’ shitty treatment of Loki and Tom, the more it eats away at my mental health (even though I can’t stop doing it, because self destruction is fUuUnNn). So I could really use some good vibes right now xP

Why does being a Loki fan have to feel so isolating?

Isolating?

BITCH COME HERE HUG ME AND LET’S GET A GROUP HUG!

NO ONE SHOULD FEEL ISOLATED!!!!!

Those bitches at MARVEL SHOULD FEEL ISOLATED!!!

Loki hugs are the best hugs. Sending Loki love your way @bookwormpunk and @the-lokis-queen @lasimo74allmyworld @lynneth1968 @loki-the-fox  @lucianalight  @juliabohemian  and all. We’re not alone 

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lokisinsurrection:

So I’m really tired of Loki antis. Not because they dislike a character that I like, but because of their attitudes toward people who are Loki fans. I don’t like how they show up on posts made by Loki fans to tell us that they hate our favorite character, and that our fandom is “gross” and we’re “apologists.” Or even “whiners” if we want to discuss among ourselves how we view that Loki or TH have been treated in the past couple of movies. I’m an anti for quite a few things myself, but I don’t go into that thing/character/ship’s general tag to tell people who are a fan of that thing that I don’t like it. That’s stupid and disrespectful. Anti-specific tags exist for a reason, so let’s please use them accordingly. (Related, if my anti-Thor Ragnarok post made it into the movie’s general tag, I’m sorry about that. I only used the anti tag and not the general one, but I’ve heard that sometimes Tumblr’s filtering system is broken af.) 

ALSO, can people please stop trying to insinuate that if we empathize with a character they don’t like, even a little bit, we must be terrible problematic people? I don’t care whether anyone likes Loki, Severus Snape, Kylo Ren, or Joffrey motherfucking Baratheon. Liking a character who does awful things is not synonymous with being an awful person/holding awful views in real life.

That is all. 

(Oh, and if you come onto this post to say something rude and disrespectful, you will be blocked. I will not stand for allowing toxic bile to be spewed all over my blog. I come here to enjoy content created by Loki fans for Loki fans, not to be policed by antis. Thanks.)

Word.

mosellegreen:

So guys, the thing about Marvel… the reason most of the movies are so shitty, and that Marvel keeps stabbing us in the back… is that these movies are not made for us.

They are made for young men who just want a release of testosterone by watching muscle-bound guys beat each other up and occasional boobs. The intended audience doesn’t give a flying fuck about character development, or plot logic, or even right and wrong.

Their target audience is the guys who gave the world Gamergate.

Usually we don’t care about this. In a movie starring Jean-Claude Van Damme or something, no one expects complexity or logic, everyone expects punching and explosions.

Unfortunately for us, they accidentally hired a couple of super-talented actors who gave depth to what were supposed to be cardboard characters. And we begged them to follow through and they were really pissed. What are those girls doing in here? How dare they want something good? We’re trying to indulge ourselves in mindless escapism here.

That’s why they keep screwing Loki, alternately torturing his character or giving him stupid scenes. It’s why they hired the worst director currently drawing breath, the loathsome Taika Waititi, to direct Loki’s fourth movie: to punish us for loving Loki.

These movies aren’t for us. Really great things could be made of these raw materials but for the most part they won’t be, no matter how much we beg for a Loki movie that doesn’t try to pretend that some other character is the main one (as if Loki wouldn’t be the central character of any story he was in), or a Black Widow movie, or less whitewashing of characters, or a logical resolution to plots that have spanned several movies, or for Steve and Bucky to get officially married already. They’d make huge bank on these things, but they won’t, because they hate us more than they love money.

Let’s channel our frustration into creating new canons that follow through on their promises. That achieve their potential. The way they back-stabbed us will never stop hurting, but we can create something good out of it.

And those of you who decide to do just that, please, link me. I wanna read or watch it.

I’m so gratified this keeps getting notes. Something I should have mentioned here, but didn’t think of sooner:

Gagnarok implied that Loki was forced to prostitute himself in order to survive as part of Marvel’s punishment for women. “You identify with this guy? Fine, we’ll force him to sell his body! Even though that makes no sense whatsoever! We want you females to remember your place!”

And the way they keep “forgetting” how powerful and clever he is so that he makes idiotic mistakes or is easily overpowered… this is just the usual fictional male overcoming formidable women, Hercules defeating Hippolyte, Achilles defeating Penthesilea, etc., only one step removed because the symbolic woman is a man with some feminine qualities who many women identify with and love.

Just, fellow women, don’t forget how much Marvel hates us. Because they hate us a lot.

welle-nijordottir:

ciulisroom:

Okay this is my first time watching Thor and I’m only 40 minutes in, but why exactly does everyone blame Loki for everyhing when the one who started the war was Thor?

Like his “friends” were like “Thor has caused war, betrayed his father’s will to maintain peace, is in general arrogant and a jock, so this obviously must mean that Loki’s evil”, like, what?!

I haven’t finished the movie, so it might turn out they were right in the end, but I still don’t think it’ll be Loki’s fault! I mean, every choice Thor has made so far, he has made it on his own, no mind games, no tricks, no nothing. So why is everyone so quick to blame Loki?

And they wonder why we prefer Loki over Thor.

Spoilery thoughts about Ragnarok and Infinity War under the cut.

Ragnarok: Thor tortures Loki and leaves him in agony. A third character has to come and put a stop to the torture.

IW: Thor is being tortured. Loki sacrifices his own life to rescue him.

So I’ve got some new friends lately, Loki fans who feel kind of the way I did over TDW a few years ago. Some of you might be interested in the pro-Loki meta I wrote back then, linked above. Warning: I hate Marvel, I hate Odin, and to my own grief, I grew to hate Thor. Most stuff is marked so you’ll know what you’re getting into. Just, a few years ago it helped me deal with TDW to read people tearing these movies apart. Maybe you’ll be helped now.

My Loki meta

lokiloveforever:

ladylaufeyson1:

rachelamberish:

Full offense but……….,,,,….Loki was treated like complete shit by everyone around him, mostly his own father, for his whole life for precisely zero reasons and he was completely justified in literally everything that he was ever pissed off about and thats the hot tea