#loki friggasdottir

[dspd]

Head cannon for why Loki's face shape changes so much from the first Thor to the end of season 2 of the Loki TV show when it's been canonically not that long and he's already at least a thousand years old:

Well Loki was born a boy she was more often than not a girl as a child when she was closer to and wanted to be more like Frigga. Then, as Loki grew up and was more influenced by Thor and Odin and everyone else wanting to be a warrior, Loki reluctantly started shapeshifting into a boy more often. But since he was more inclined to be like Frigga he'd be uncomfortable and subtly alter himself to a more androgenous look that's closer to how he felt. He thinned his jaw, grew long curly hair, and gave himself a muscled but svelt look.

And as much as he liked the look - and as much as he adored his brother back then - Thor, in that thoughtless cruel way that even Asgardians can have, would poke fun with painful jokes that pricked the back of his eyes and sent him crying to his mother's strong, sheltering, loving embrace more than once.

Still, Loki is still more inclined to quietly rebel against Odin and it becomes a favored form.

But then, after he sees how fruitless it was in the Sacred Timeline, when he sees how they still lost and died painfully and Odin never acknowledged them for who they were to his end, Loki just...stops caring so much about rebelling against the closest thing they'd had to a father figure.

He's so tired.

Loki keeps his male persona up in the TVA, feels the smallest bit more protected, and has that slight advantage of sexism in all its forms even in as peculiar a place as Mobius' side. It helps that Mobius seems enamored with the more masculine parts of his current form. At first, when he's still terrified for his life, he's tense, nerves screaming as Mobius places a hand so high on his shoulder, that his fingertips slip beneath the ring around his neck.

Later Loki finds himself softening, sliding between the wary "he" that he'd become before becoming a Variant and the more amorphous self he'd enjoyed as a child, learning seidr at his mother's knee. Something about the easy touches Mobius gives reminds him of his less frictious childhood. Soothing.

And when Loki meets Sylvie, a less lucky Variant who managed to stay true to her self, changing fluidly between she and they (and sometimes him) but always keeping a face that reminds him of Frigga, he feels like he can try it himself. It's more than unsettling to walk down the hallways of the TVA in a shape, any shape other than the one known as Variant L1230 and she's ready to bolt as her face rounds, her body shrinks and curves, hair lightening closer to the shadowed strawberry gold she'd preferred when female. But she's still recognized, Casey grinning and pausing to tell her that he got a pet fish and they're really cool.

Oh. Right.

TVA.

Loki somehow forgot they don't look at the surface if they look at you at all. Her temporal aura is the same, regardless of the flesh that houses it.

And if that isn't the most effervescent, bubbling affirmation she's ever had.

An indeterminate amount of time later, as time is different in the TVA, Loki ends up chasing a Kang variant who's closing in on the formula to start the interdimensional war He Who Remains...remained to prevent. Loki is panting, chasing him, dashing madly between pedestrians in the crowd, losing to the Variant and -

He's bounding forward, faster than ever on all fours, leaping up onto the parked cars, pushing off with his hind legs, claws digging in and swiping, severing the tendons in the Variant's legs.

The metallic smell of blood is bright and heavy and heady and -

Mobius is sliding between him and his prey, crowding in towards Loki's snout, one hand reaching for his wet muzzle. "Hey, buddy," Mobius murmurs, smiling that signature easy, appreciative smile, crooked nose wrinkling a little. It doesn't reach his eyes. Loki isn't sure why Mobius seems so hesitant, but he pushes his head forward anyway, accepting the touch with a slight rumble.

It feels nice.

When Mobius's hand slips off the back of Loki's skull, he nearly whines, scrabbling around to shove his head under those wonderfully scratchy nails again. When Mobius finds the best spot under his jaw, Loki melts into a loud, rumbling puddle, eyes sliding shut and head dropping into Mobius's hand.

Mobius grunts. "Damn, Loki, your head is heavier than an entire ten year old."

Loki flicks an ear and doesn't move.

As it turns out, unlike with Odin's exacting expectations in Asgard, Loki doesn't doesn't even have to be human to be accepted for who they are.

[taw-k]

Is this fanf?

[asgardianthembo]

lokipool shippers rise

HELL YEAH

[notactivexx]

Loki x Reader

This took me way longer than it should have do to school, little siblings and little cousins. Sorry!

Plus, My other two request for the anons are almost done!

Warnings: I wrote i=this way too late at night cuz its my only free time and my editing skill goes down after three am sorry.

Requested by @scorpionchild81

how about a Loki x reader: after an argument, Tony makes a bet with Loki and Thor, who was the better seducer. Tony also wanted proof of progress in hand from the two gods... But what happpens when true feelings get involved and when heart really break? All ends up that reader slaps Loki yelling "A bet? I was just a stupid bet?!" Angsty, sad, fluffy - do the oneshot as you wish…

I made it Gender Neutral btw!

         The Avengers, and Loki, who had helped with their mission, were having a party in honor of their success. Usually there wasn't any sort of celebration, except shawarma, of course. However, this had been a very important mission, with two years of work and danger leading up to it. You were talking to Steve and drinking wine, oblivious to the conversation only a small distance away from you.

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        "So Thor, you found a girlfriend here on Earth yet?" The host of the party, Tony, asked the blonde god sitting at the bar.

      "I have not," Thor turned around to face Tony, slushing his glass full of Asgardian mead. Beside him, Loki snickered. "Not since I stopped courting Jane."

      "That's no surprise," Thor laughed.

      "You mock me, and yet I haven't seen you with anyone yet. Do not be so bold, brother," Loki took another sip of his mead.

      "I could take my pick of any man or woman here, if I were interested," Tony raised his eyebrows.

      "Oh really? You think you're the best seducer here?" Loki was unfazed by Tony's comment

      "They don't call me Silver Tongue as a jest, you know," he said.

      "Well in that case, Asgard must have pretty low standards. I'm clearly the best seducer here." Thor let out a hearty laugh.

      "But I have courted the most out of us! It seems that I just cannot be resisted."

      "And perhaps that would be impressive, if any of those courtships lasted for more than a fortnight." said Loki dryly. Tony smirked.

      "Well, there is an easy way to solve this," Thor inclined his head, looking interested, and asked,

      "Which is?"

      "A bet, of course. I suppose you gods have bets?"

      "But of course! We have the greatest, most dangerous bets. I remember once - "

      "And what do you propose we bet?" Loki cut his brother off. Tony took a minute to think.

      "Fifty bucks?" he suggested. Loki looked confused,

      "Bucks? Why would I need bucks? Seems like a nuisance to have around."

      "What? No, not the animal, the -" This time, it was Thor who interrupted.

      "I believe it is a form of Midgardian currency. The Dollars have several names," he looked at Tony for confirmation, "correct?"

      "Uh, yeah. Anyways, you good with that?" Thor and Loki nodded. "Okay. So, now we need to pick a person."

      "Why can we not each choose a different one?" Loki asked

      "Well I mean, it wouldn't exactly be fair that way? Like, one of us could get someone easy to seduce, say, Banner, leaving the other with someone harder, like Nat."

      "Maybe Maria Hill?" Thor shook his head soon after he spoke though. "No, that would be far too difficult, even for me." Loki scanned the crowd. He saw (y/n) dancing clumsily with Steve and Sam. He smirked. It was the perfect opportunity… He had been wanting to speak to you, but he was seized by a strong sense of nervousness when you approached. But now, if everything went well, he'd get to be with you. If not, he could just say it was a bet. It was perfect.

      "What about (y/n)?" When Loki made the suggestion, the other two turned to look at them as well.

      "That," Tony looked at the other two. "Sounds like a bet"

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        Three days after the party, you noticed something strange about a certain trio. Thor had been showing off, winking, and telling stories, most of which seemed very exaggerated, much more often. Tony had been flirting and using cheesy pickup lines almost non-stop. Although you usually took the time to flirt back, it was still rather confusing. Even more so when you were talking with Maria, who said she hadn't been experiencing the same things.

      Loki had changed too, but in a much more discreet way. For the first two days after the party, you would catch him looking at you. He would smile at you then look away, and occasionally raise his eyebrows when you saw him. One the third day you ran into the him on your way to breakfast, and he spoke to you this time,

      "You're looking lovely today. Is that a new shirt?" You blushed and looked at your (f/c) shirt.

      "Um.. Uh yeah.. It is." You stuttered your response, and to try to make up for the awkward words you gave him a nervous smile. He returned it with a smile of his own.

      "Very nice. Well, I'll see you around."

      "Uh.. Yeah. See you.. Um.. See you around." Watching you walk away towards the kitchen, he smiled to himself.

      They're so cute.

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        Two more days passed like this. Cheesy flirting between you and Tony, annoying flirting from Thor, and… Loki. He complemented you in the hall every morning. You wanted have a conversation with him, he was so fascinating, so you woke up earlier. Hopefully you'd meet him in the kitchen.

      When your alarm when off, you woke up immediately. Loki was probably the only good reason to do that. You hurriedly got ready, and rushed to the kitchen.

      "Looks like somebody woke up early." The god of mischief was sitting on the counter, eating a waffle. There was a book by his side.

      "Oh.. Yeah. I was hungry." He patted the counted beside him.

      "You can share my food if you want."

      "Oh.. Okay." You jumped up beside him and he passed you the plate. You took a bite and gestured to the book beside him. "The Silmarillion? I like that one." He smiled.

      "Yes, it is rather interesting. I'm about halfway through."

      "Has Feanor burnt the boats yet?"

      "Pardon?"

      "Never mind!" Loki laughed.

      "Don't go around spoiling books for everyone love." Love? Did Loki just call you love? He chuckled, "You're blushing." You blushed more.

      "Um.. No.. No I'm not! You're blushing." You were surprised to see that your statement was true when you looked at him. Now he was the flustered one.

      "I.. I'm not blushing. It's just.. A bit warm in here, that's all." You laughed and pushed a stray hair from his face.

      "Well, neither am I." You were looking right into his eyes. His beautiful eyes. You found a sudden burst of confidence within yourself. "You know Loki, you're.. Really handsome." He was blushing again. You had made Loki, the Loki, blush.

      "You're not so bad yourself." You looked at his hand. How would he react if you held it. You could reach out, all you had to do was reach for it…

      "Oh, just get a room you two"

      You and Loki turned around to look at the newcomer. Sam sat with his legs propped on the table watching you.

      "I - How long have you been here?" you asked. He shrugged.

      "Around the boat burning part."

      "Oh. Well, I guess I should go train now. Bye Loki." You hurried out of the room while Sam laughed at your awkwardness, leaving Loki looking slightly crestfallen behind you.

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        It had been two months. Loki and you were something like a couple, but nothing official yet. You held hands, and kissed a couple times, but as of now there was no label.

      "Hi Loki!" you ran to greet him in the hall. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he gave you a sweet kiss.  

      "Hello Darling." he smiled at you. "I was looking for you."

      "What for?"

      "Well, I need to ask you something." Your heart skipped a beat. What was it? Was it good or bad?

      "Yes?" you asked, worried about the response.

      "Would you.. Would you like to court me?" A slow smile grew on your lips.

      "Yes! Yes, I'd love to!" He smiled and kissed you again.

      "In that case, how about you meet me tonight for dinner? I'll take you somewhere fit for my Queen."

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         "Hey (y/n), Loki told us you two were courting. Is that true?" Thor had stopped you in the hall two days later.

      "Yes, it is." you smiled. However, Thor's and Tony's reaction was incredibly surprising.

      "Damn it!" Tony slammed his glass on the table. "He won the bet!"

        "Bet?" Thor laughed.

        "But of course you wouldn't know! Tony, Loki and I made a bet on who was the best seducer at the last celebration. It appears Loki has won!" You stared at him in shock.

      "I - Oh.. Okay." You rushed out of the room before they could see you cry.

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        You ran upstairs and pounded on Loki's door. You didn't listen for an answer, you just waited for him to open the door.

      "(Y/n)! What happened darling?" You pushed him back and slammed the door.

      "Don’t call me Darling!"

      "(y/n/n), what's the matter?"

      "A bet! I was just a stupid bet!?" Loki's eyes widened in realization. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

      "Oh no darling, no, you don't understand"

      "I understand perfectly!" You slap him, the echo ringing through the room in a satisfying manner, "You think you can just mess with my feeling and get away with it don't you!"

        "No no, that's not, no, I never meant to hurt you!" You let out something between aa laugh and a sob.

        "You have a funny way of showing it!" You started to cry freely. You didn't want Loki to see it, but you couldn't hold it back. Of course he never loved you. Just when you thought he might, he didn't.

      "Oh, my love, no, don't cry. You can hit me and punch me all you want, but I don't want to see your heart broken. Please."

      "You should have thought about that earlier." He walked closer to you, then tentatively pushed your chin up to look at him.

      "Listen to me, please." You were going to yell, but his eyes were filled with tears and sincerity. Maybe… Maybe he was bring honest

      "It started as a bet, yes. Well, no. I was attracted to you beforehand, but the bet gave me a chance to speak to you and a safety net if you didn't react well. Then.. Well then I spoke to you. You were kind, and beautiful, and sweet. You're the most perfect person I've ever met. I should've told you. Please love, forgive me."

      He looked at the floor and you hesitated. Both you and Loki were crying. After a few minutes, you took a deep breath and whispered a response.

      "Okay." He looked up

      "What?"

      "I forgive you." Loki looked into your eyes, and you looked into his before kissing each other passionately. His lips tasted like tea, and a bit salty from your tears.

      You never wanted to let go of him.

[zeddpool]

Cleaner redraw of this drawing

💚💚💚

[aussie-tea]

Sylvie isn't even my problematic fav, like what's my girl done wrong?

[mcumultibitches-archived]

|| OPEN || Fem!Thor & ??? ||

“I thought that we were to party-what is a party without drink.”

[itscomplicatedx]

More CGI

@lokilesbian I did the unthinkable

Im NOT saying it looks good but. Um

Thoughts?

[dorian-the-grey]

Wow. Odin actually seems like a very accepting father. My son, or daughter, or whatever you choose to be at the moment.

[ladies-of-asgard]

The trickster is sat in the library, staring at a book, green eyes blinking slowly. She’d been up for days, trying to figure out something that she’d only just cracked. Her muscles were heavy and aching from being sat still for so long, her head throbbing unpleasantly. 

( ~Open~ )

[late-to-the-party-81]

Checkmate Ch 24

AN: Well, we've reached the end (although there is a small epilogue. I may add odd one shot's to this series if the mood takes me. A big thank you to all those who have enjoyed this story and reblogged/commented on it. This is the most in depth piece of writing I have ever done, and spurred me onwards in my fan fic journey.

This series is un-Beta'd. Divider by @firefly-graphics. Mood-board by me.

Series Master list | Chapter 23

CW: Fluff, Smut (P in V sex, Unprotected sex, Breeding kink, Fingering), Genderfluid Loki, Wedding

Word count: 2k

Autumn came and with it another change to their relationship. Their house was finally finished and Chess had been excited to work out what items to move there and which to keep in their city apartment. In the end, they were of the opinion that they would probably be spending more of their time in the house, which meant packing up most of their books, knickknacks, clothes and pictures.

Chess was sad to be leaving another part of her life behind, but the house and its locale was beautiful. She could easily see the next phase of her life starting there.

They’d been moved in for a few weeks and were getting ready to go out and celebrate. Loki fluttered around, skirt swishing around her calves. The Goddess has spent the last few weeks fully in her female form, indulging herself more than she had in a long while. She was as much of a peacock like this as when in her male form, if not more so, as she could comfortably decorate herself with an array of different fabrics and more jewellery.

She dropped down onto the vanity stool, and started to rifle around all of the various boxes. Her fingers stopped at one she didn’t recognise. Too big to house any of her or Chess’ rings or earrings, but too small for a necklace.

“Ildflue, what’s in this box?”

Chess came and stood behind Loki’s shoulders, a puzzled look on her face.

“I’m not sure. Open it and find out.”

Loki turned back to the table, not catching the twinkle in her lover’s eye. She opened it and gasped, spinning back around on the stool to find Chess knelt down beside her. Two rings nestled in the box and Chess lifted out the first. It was a golden band, with yellow and green gemstones inserted flush into in.

“Emeralds and yellow sapphires,” she explained as Loki sat, astonished with her right hand over her mouth.

“I love you Loki Friggasdottir. Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife, my husband, my everything?”

And as Loki nodded, uncharacteristically lost for words, Chess took hold of her left hand and slid the ring onto the forth finger. Loki’s eyes returned to the box, and with shaking hands lifted out the other ring, matching in construct, but silver with diamonds and blue sapphires. She mirrored Chess’ actions and slipped it onto her ring finger.

“You’ve quite stolen my thunder, ildflue. I’d been meaning to do this, but was too scared.”

Chess pressed her lips to Loki’s.

“You never need to be scared with me, my love. But other than my dress, you can have full creative freedom for the wedding ceremony – I have a feeling that planning that spectacle would be something you’d enjoy.”

“Never let it be said that I don’t like to be the centre of attention.”

And what Loki wants, Loki gets.

It was less than three months later, on the winter solstice when their wedding day arrived. Chess was quite glad in a way that Asgardian wedding dresses weren’t traditionally white or cream – it gave her the go ahead to go mad with colour. All she knew from Loki is that she had to incorporate either Emerald green or Sky blue or both. When the dress maker who had been employed to make her dress showed her an iridescent fabric which changed between those two colours as it moved, she knew it was the only choice.

The morning dawned crisp and bright and she woke up in the large bed in her and Loki’s home. She ran her hand across the cold space next to her, but he had insisted on incorporating some Midgardian customs to their day. He’d spent the night at Thor’s cottage, the God of Thunder having been able to return in order to carry out his duty as the Asgardian equivalent of the best man. He had flirtily proclaimed a few days before that if for any reason Loki didn’t turn up he would have to marry Francesca instead. She had laughed heartily at that, even more so when she caught Loki’s expression. He looked as though he wanted to revert to his childhood self and find some way to stab his brother.

That night he had taken her possessively, holding her against the wall of their bedroom, commanding her to call out his name as he thrust roughly into her. It was probably good in a way that she had had last night ‘off’ in order to recover.

She was lying lost in thought when Lisa came bouncing into the room.

“Breakfast has been delivered! We’ve got about 1.5hours until the make-up and hair ladies are here, so food, then shower. I’m so excited!”

And then she was running back down the stairs, clattering around in the kitchen looking for plates and cutlery. Chess smiled, before dragging herself out of bed and joining her best friend downstairs.

Her heart was in her mouth a few hours later. She knew that Loki had decided to be in his male form for the wedding, wanting to be the person she had first met when they dedicated themselves to each other. He’d also teased that he didn’t want to upstage her, he wanted all eyes on her on this day, despite his previous crack about being the centre of attention.

Val and Lisa bustled around her, the former in a silver and powder blue suit, having agreed to give her away, and the latter in a sky blue, Grecian style dress, with silver shoes and jewellery. Chess sucked in a few steadying breaths outside the doors, clutching her bouquet of cornflowers and hydrangeas. Completely out of season, but when your fiancé has magic at his fingertips, that wasn’t really an issue. Lisa popped a kiss on her cheek and took up her spot in front, and Val tucked Chess’ arm into the crook of her own.

“Ready, my sister?”

“As I’ll ever be!”

The music started and Lisa stepped forwards down the aisle first smiling at all who had gathered to see the younger Prince of Asgard married, and to a Midgardian, no less.

Then Val was gently tugging her forward and her eyes fell upon Loki, who was in turn looking at her, his eyes connecting with hers as they had done that very first time. His suit was emerald green satin, with a blue shirt and a gold waistcoat and tie. Thor, by his side had a suit similar to Val’s although a darker hue of blue. She reached him and looked up at him with a smile, taking hold of his hand and refusing to let go.

The ceremony itself was a blur to Chess. The priest invoked the blessing of Odin on the couple, before binding their wrists together with a golden rope and directing them to declare their intentions to each other.

“I, Loki, Prince of Asgard and Jotunheim, take you, Francesca of Midgard as my spouse and equal. My home is your home. My wealth is your wealth. I promise to raise our children with you and to fight our enemies with you. If I should be struck down in battle I will wait for you in the halls of Valhalla.”

“I, Francesca of Midgard, take you, Loki, Prince of Asgard and Jotunheim, as my spouse and equal. My food is your food. My sword is your sword. I promise to raise our children with you and to fight our enemies with you. If I should be struck down in battle I will wait for you in the halls of Valhalla.”

She had barely finished her vows, and the priest hadn’t even managed to get to his next speech when Loki wrapped her in his arms and kissed her deeply, eliciting delighted whoops and cheers from their assembled guests.

A banquet followed the ceremony. The tables groaned with the weight of food. For most of the guests, there was Asgardean wine and mead, but there was normal wine for the human guests. Chess hated to think what Lisa would be like if she got hold of any of that!

Then it was time for the Midgardean part of the festivities. Photographs were taken as Loki and Chess cut into a three tier cake covered in green and blue roses. The Asgardean ladies all looked confused when Chess asked all those who were unmarried to congregate for the throwing of the bouquet. She turned her back to them and the bunch of flowers arced through the air, before bouncing off the face and into the arms of a very confused Val. Loki laughed and Lisa blushed as Chess explained the tradition.

Dancing followed, a mixture of traditional Asgardean live music and a Midgardean DJ. Loki twirled her around and she laughed as she got dizzy. Midnight came and Loki decided it was time to steal his wife away. They were on each other as soon as they got back to their house. When Chess tried to wiggle out of her dress Loki stopped her.

“Keep it on, I want to fuck you whilst you wear it!”

He hands delved under the masses of fabric, pushed past her underwear and into her molten core as he suckled her breasts through the fabric. He took her with his hands and mouth, pressing up against the back of the front door, too aroused and impatient to wait to have her writhing under his touch. She arched and came on his hand, his name ripped from her throat.

“Please, Loki, I want to feel you, just you!”

And with a snap of his fingers they were both naked and he sheathed himself inside her in one thrust making her cry out again. He took a few strides along the hall into the living room, pressing her down into the sofa as he rutted into her, raw and uncovered.

“Ah, sweetheart, feels so good like this. I’m going to fill you up.”

He moved to spread one of his hands over her abdomen.

“Want me to breed you? Make you all round and fat with our child?”

She could only reply with a keening sound and a rough nod, as she clenched her muscles around his cock.

“You’ll be so beautiful little one, my Valkyrie, my firefly, my goddess. Are you going to come for me again? Take all I have to give you?”

His hand moved down so he could rub his thumb over her clit, as the movement of his own hips became jerky. His other hand slipped under her, tilting her hips up and she was screaming again, as her second release washed over her. Her core pulsed and it felt to Loki as though she was trying to pull him deeper inside her. He came with a guttural cry, spilling his seed inside her, the thought of it taking inside her drawing out his pleasure.

As soon as he felt steady enough he picked her up and carried her up the stairs to their bedroom. He lay her down and pulled her close to his body, gently, but passionately kissing her. Their hands ran gently over each other and their legs tangled. Their love grew heated again and Chess pushed him onto his back and straddled him, sinking down onto his recovered cock, letting out a litany of dirty words.

She rode him fast and hard, crying out at the feeling of his fingers digging into her hips. He watched her through hooded eyes as she palmed her own breasts, tweaking her own nipples. As she started to play with her clit, her movements slowed, so Loki took it upon himself to start thrusting up into her. She was aware of him smiling at her, a somewhat smug smile as she crested again and then he was flipping them, fucking her into the mattress like a man possessed until he came in her again. They fell into slumber, pressed together, but woke several times through the rest of the night and early morning to love each other again.

The morning sun broke through the window. Chess turned to look at Loki’s slumbering form. They were both nude, the green sheet pooling at their waists. Even in sleep he had a possessive hand on her hip.

But he was soft like this. Relaxed and worriless. And she vowed that she would spend the rest of her days striving to keep him like that as much as possible.

Her Prince.

Her God.

Her Loki

Epilogue

Tag list: @sidepartskinnyjeans @christywantspizza @turbolisedcomet @animnerd @viva-asgardia @goldylions @xoxoviva

[rmh8402]

Fabulous!!

bunch o’ lokis

[bubbleteycosplay]

What ifs Sigyn's stories

Part 1

So many different universes, so many different possibilities. And in some loves Sigyn and their different stories. Pictures and brief information have been written about some of these possibilities.

But what is her full story, we don't know. But we can spin them further in our thoughts ^^

Inspired by @fauna-and-mythos @dailylogyn @dank-art @jonquilclegane @sigynoffidelity @sigynthevictorious @thewitchysystem @shenanigans-and-imagines @puckwritesstuff @marvelentertainment

The whole project here serves to show the possibilities and potential that Sigyn would have had within the Marvel Universe. How she could have been reintroduced, her story made new and more exciting. #JusticeForSigyn stands for creating Sigyn content because Marvel doesn't give us any.

Sigyn Heimdallsdóttir

She was taken in by Heimdall as a young child. She has no memory of how they came to Asgard or who their real parents are. Heimdall is and was the only father character she knew and calls herself Heimdallsdóttir because she sees herself as his daughter. And Heimdall is proud of her, she's the daughter he always wanted.

Sigyn Freyadottir

It's time to introduce you to the next Sigyn variant. The next What if story, she even has her own fanfic on Archive of Our Own written by @jonquilclegane

The Cat and the Jotun:

Sigyn falls in love with Prince Loki, but as her mother forbids her to even speak to him, she turns herself into a cat to see him. When the reveal of his Jotun orgins breaks, while everyone is horrified, she decides to join him on Jotunheim... but again as a cat...

Sigyn male versions is Sig

Here is one of the several male versions of Sigyn inspired by @dailylogyn Tumblr blog and @puckwritesstuff

For a long time I thought about how to handle this and since it has now been established for 2 years. Let's call the male variant of Sigyn short of Sig. But Sig is actually a gender-neutral name.

His story is that Sig's father worked and lived as a healer for the royal family in Asgard. As a child, Sig was admitted to the Mage School in Asgard because of his magical aptitude. That's when Sig and Loki get to know each other, and they've become best friends ever since.

Sigyn Friggasdottir

Sigyn is Thor and Loki's little sister. She looks up very much to her brothers, who only take her with them on a few of their adventures. As big brothers, they want to protect their little sister. Which sometimes really backfires. Sigyn sometimes finds herself in the chaos of her own making, although she can get out of it on her own. But not without costing her brothers their last nerve. Sigyn has a close relationship with each of them. But when Loki's true identity as Light comes along, she just wants her brothers to help and is torn from there.

Sigyn as swan

And you are the first animal version of Sigyn in the post. There were more comings in the future. I already apologize for that 😅🙈

Swan Sigyn comes from a universe where all characters are animals. (Surprises😅) Her story is short, she met Loki, followed by Chos as you know it. Namely, Sigyn stopped at one of Loki's Cho's action in his life and it was love at first sight. Since then have never left.

Kid Sigyn

Odin and Frigga always wanted children and that wish never came true. When Frayer and her husband died, Odin and Frigga took Sigyn in to live with them. And finally adopting Sigyn as her daughter, she will be Queen of Asgard when Odin and Frigga are gone. It is difficult for little Sigyn to come to terms with the grief for her parents. She loves Odin and Frigga, also sees them as her second parents. But deep down she knows that there is something that no one wants to tell her.

Apokalypse Sigyn

I like the episode on What if with ultron, so Apokalypsen Sigyn can't be missed.

The world isn't the same anymore, the ultron has gotten so good. Sigyn has joined the remaining Avengers to fight. In the end only Black Window, Hawkeye and her are left. As we all know, hope is always the last to die.

Healer Sigyn

The black and white images represent universes that are fully triggered.

Sigyn lived in Asgard, she was a commoner. Who had nevertheless managed to be trained as a healer in the royal palace with effort and diligence. She loved her work very much and met Theoric at the same time, who after a while also learned to love him. They wanted to get married and build a life together. But unfortunately it never came to that.

horse Sigyn

Here we have Mythology strikes, and rightly so. Let's just put the story together a bit in Marvel style.

Frigga loves animals and above all she loves horses. She owns some of Asgard's finest horses, including a mare/Hänst (I'll leave that to your imagination) named Sigyn. Since Thor always has to neken his brother, this leads to some very great bets. And so one thing led to another and Sleipnir saw the light of day 11 to 12 months later.

Part 2 is in progress ^^

Complete image editing myself

[asgardiansrus]

Professor Friggasdottir || Lady Loki || Open

Having barely survived her encounter with Thanos and his death grip, Loki made her way to Midgard and set about rebuilding her life. Or rather, building herself a new life.

Having found a place in the city, she simply created a past and resume for herself and became a professor at the local university. Her specialty being Norse history and mythology. funnily enough, no one made the connection between the new faculty member and the woman who’d tried to take over the world.

She was currently sitting on the patio of a cafe marking papers and drinking coffee.

[zeddpool]

Here’s a speed paint of this drawing

[ladies-of-asgard]

Horny Calculator - Under Cut Because Length

Jane: “Well... I haven’t really had the time to bump uglies with anyone in a while...”

Frigga: “Thank Goodness...”

Hela: “Frida... Get over here...”

Frida: *is blushing too much to speak*

Valkyrie: “Hmph...”

Loki: “Damn...”