The truth of a liar

The lie of the faithful

He speaks the truth

She denies it

He holds to what he cannot have

And she will not let him go

"There should never be reason to doubt me."

"I do not. I only doubt that what I feel is real..."

The Asgardian Bride

SOMEONE STOP ME BEFORE I DRAW SIGYN AND LOKI AS WHESLY AND BUTTERCUP.

Oops, too late.

... what have I even done?

Wait.

WAAAAAAAAAAIIT A MINUTE.

... does this mean Thor is Humperdink?!?!?!

 AND DOES THIS MEAN FRANDRAL IS INIGO, HOGAN IS FEZZINI, AND VOLSTEGG IS FEZIC?!?!??!?!

AND ODIN AND FRIGGA ARE THE KING AND QUEEN?!??!?!?!?

Someone freakin' stop this

"Did you think you could just come and bring me back home like a bad child?"

sketches.

unfinished art

(I never post my stuff before it's done, gosh)

Sigyn as a baby ... OH GOSH, THE WHOLE SLEEPING BEAUTY THING.

 Toddler squirt Loki comes walking up, wrinkles his nose at his intended.

He looks so unimpressed.

Look at this. Look. The bliss. I am ridiculously happy with this.

*weeps tears of pain from the fabulousness*

SUNSHINE PRINCESS.

"Pay up, son of Odin! You've landed upon The Walk of Board."

"Sigyn, it's BoardWalk..."

"I still won."

"*sighs*"

*starts howling Let Me Be Your Wings dramtically*

(... aaaaaand don't ask what happened to Loki's hair, he couldn't find the straightener)

"You do not have to do this, Loki."

He hadn't heard he enter. Not many people could surprise him.

"Don't I?"

The air did little to relieve the weightiness settled deeply, he felt, as he pulled in a rasping breath.

"You once promised me you would not lie to me..." the murmur came soft. For an instant, he longed to give in. Why did she have this effect upon him? She had him want to share all he kept so secret and sacred, buried in the pit of his soul. Only an instant, only a moment.

He would not look at her; she wished he would.

"Then I was a fool. It is what I do, have you not heard? I am no

more fit to be king then my brother who's been cursed to a rotting planet of fools, like himself."

"Loki, please-"

"Please, what? Please stop? No, you asked for truth, I am giving it to you."

His tone was cool, but she saw the flash in the eyes, as he let them turn to her.

"Who's truth? You are angry, and rightfully so, but think, oh please think, of your mother, Loki. Has she not lost her son and her husband, must she loose you to this as well...?"

The candle light faltered with her words. This would've been quite romantic, to speak in hushed whispers, alone in Asgard's golden chapel, if not for the anger. Such anger, and she felt tears wet her cheeks.

 He swallowed, hard, and defiantly tilted his chin up.

"I am already lost, Sigyn."

Because I get such a kick out of Loki and Sigyn's relationship in the comics!!!

So, basically, she's engaged to this dude and Loki's all like "she will be mine" and he

starts stockpiling gold and jewels to offer her, and then he realizes she's engaged, and so here

they are at the wedding, the vows are said, then Loki crashes the scene and starts yelling at Odin, 

and Sigyn admits to marrying him, and it's all so freakin' confusing ...

and "wifely concern", oh gosh ...

Loki and Sigyn, and the little Vali and Narvi. Whether or not both of them were boys or whatever (in mythology), I don't care. I even let them have a third, Nykolis.

I do what I want. What can I say?

BUT JUST LOOK AT THERE LITTLE BOOTIES. I am so proud of myself.
 *gurgles into tea mug happily*


(click for enlarged glory)
(...and don't steal my art, it's just not nice, and if you do, I'll track you down ...I'M WATCHING YOU)

Because big, bad Loki has problems with expressing it, thankyouverymuch, THE CUTENESS. This is really freakin' cute, alright, just ... cute as puppies. Asgardian puppies. What?