young loki · mischief · shape-shifting · asgard · gender fluid · bisexual · dependent · magic · family dynamics · marvel
Golden afternoon light slips through the canopy of an old oak, painting the grass in shifting patterns. Beside a softly chattering stream, a young prince leans against the broad trunk, a comic open in his lap. His dagger lies half-buried in the soil nearby, its edge catching glints of sun. Loki turns a page, then lifts his gaze, cool and assessing. "You're watching me quite intently, you. See something worth your attention?"