[ sheltered is a nice way of putting loki's upbringing. but he was never sheltered from anything. frost giants have a singular outlook when it comes to their lives and all that ever matters to them is power and strength. luxuries of all kinds were considered pointless. loki spent most of his life in caves or drab castles, with little to do with gold and jewels. and as such, the accommodations were . . . lavish. even soft. he peruses the gift basket, sorting out the objects until he finds the lube. he holds it up curiously. ]
Is this another food item?
( ii. the beach )
[ the sea. loki's never seen anything quite like it. everything here was so bright and warm. the warmth was still disorienting and uncomfortable, but loki managed to soldier on. after all, this is what he wanted. a way to experience life, to be free. tentatively, loki approaches the sea, dipping his toes into it before scuttling back. and then trying again. and again. a slow smile unfurls on his face. ]
( iii. coiltendrils )
[ body warmth? i don't know her. loki is mostly fascinated by the plants, watching them flutter and shift away from his curious fingers, trying to gauge how they work. and as such, he's completely absorbed in this and doesn't seem to notice the tendrils crawling up his leg. ]
( iv. wildcard )
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loki laufeyson | what if thor | ota
[ sheltered is a nice way of putting loki's upbringing. but he was never sheltered from anything. frost giants have a singular outlook when it comes to their lives and all that ever matters to them is power and strength. luxuries of all kinds were considered pointless. loki spent most of his life in caves or drab castles, with little to do with gold and jewels. and as such, the accommodations were . . . lavish. even soft. he peruses the gift basket, sorting out the objects until he finds the lube. he holds it up curiously. ]
Is this another food item?
( ii. the beach )
[ the sea. loki's never seen anything quite like it. everything here was so bright and warm. the warmth was still disorienting and uncomfortable, but loki managed to soldier on. after all, this is what he wanted. a way to experience life, to be free. tentatively, loki approaches the sea, dipping his toes into it before scuttling back. and then trying again. and again. a slow smile unfurls on his face. ]
( iii. coiltendrils )
[ body warmth? i don't know her. loki is mostly fascinated by the plants, watching them flutter and shift away from his curious fingers, trying to gauge how they work. and as such, he's completely absorbed in this and doesn't seem to notice the tendrils crawling up his leg. ]
( iv. wildcard )
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