it’s bad enough having my art reposted but having them tagged as ‘yaoi’?????
my artwork’s been
edited reposted with the watermark cropped
jesus fucking christ
where should i put my watermark next time? on the fucking faces? all over the fucking artwork? tile it into a fucking background?
fuck people who do this. seriously.
GREAT FUCKING JOB, ASSHOLE.#i'm fucking shaking #thorki #thorloki #thunderfrost #thor #loki
yes it’s that time of the season again
found yet another blog filled with reposted loki/thorki/general fan art from all over tumblr. as a brash, but completely understandable move, this one doesn’t even bother adding the
useless usual NOT MINE disclaimer.
please honor a humble creator’s request. we put a lot of effort into our fanwork for the entire fandom to enjoy; the least anyone can do is simply reblog directly from us.
#thorki #hiddlesworth #thorloki #loki #thunderfrost #this has been a post
#wheeeeeee the happiest ship there is amirite #thorki #thorxloki #thor x loki #thor #loki #thorloki #le casual doodling
[♔] - you have always been loved.
i’ve said this a hundred times before and i’ll say it a hundred more times if needed:
i really, really don’t like it.
also, if there’s writing posted underneath the shit? yeah, please don’t delete it. i work equally hard on my writing as i do with my art. sorry if my english sucked but it’s not my native language. tough luck if you don’t like the shitty words that stick to the pic—sometimes it’s kind of a package deal. i can understand if you left out some random comment i made but removing a fic/drabble/sentence i made to define the mood and meaning of my art?
simply don’t reblog if my stuff is not to your liking.
please respect this request, and reblog my art straight from me. kindly refer to the FAQ for guidelines.
thanks for your time and understanding.
#i've had a rough week and boom this again? #not happy #seriously #thorki #thorloki #thunderfrost #hiddlesworth #this has been a post
#i like to make myself sad sometimes #thorki #thorloki #thor #loki #le casual doodling
[♔] shadow and light, we are. twilight blooms in our wake.
#le casual doodling #le casual typing #thor x loki #thorki #thorxloki #thorloki
The old library was a sprawling complex of stone tiles and stone walls, fitted with tomes gathered from the Realms’ highs and lows. It was usually very silent, aside from the occasional muted sighs of pages being ardently turned, or the occasional booming slander of the avidly unlearned. Thor would be that unlearned, stubbornly uninitiated. When they had been younger Loki had to drag him along, kicking and screaming and spewing vile threats whenever their tutor would send them down there.
writing a coherent narrative is hard and i’m really lazy so i’ll just wordvomit what i was thinking when drawing the thing k
warning: rambling, a bit dark, and explicit.
in this AU, our two favorite norsedudes are either heirs of a wealthy monarchy/unrelated trust-fund douchebags. they spend their entire lives pampered and spoiled, throwing lavish drug parties on yachts, dancing on opulent clubs’ tabletops, high-rolling in foreign countries, fucking celebrities, and all the other shit sickeningly rich, privileged brats do.
but there’s a catch! see, they’re unhappy inside because between their parents’ non-existent love and superficial party buddies, all they have is each other and a pile of cash. heartbreaking. and nobody really gets them, man, because obviously other people are either uneducated peasants or a joke.
their GDP-burning fun comes to a sudden halt when a coup against the corrupt monarchs erupts in their home country/their assets get frozen or confiscated. with the money train stopped dead, the two now-penniless souls flee to a neighboring country and learn to live like (ugh) commoners.
they fight and scream at each other a lot because loki is going through withdrawal and forced to sell his body and useless lazy-ass thor has anger management issues and they have no fucking money. when he finds out that loki does tricks (nope not illusions) for bucks and a few sniffs, he predictably explodes into a wrathful prude, beats the offensive patrons nearly dead and after winning a brawl against all the bouncers in the world drags a screaming, kicking loki out of the brothel/stripclub by the hair.
upon arriving at their sorry excuse of an apartment, thor throws loki on the hard, rickety bed (because they don’t have a couch) and confronts him, but this isn’t working so great because loki still has his workclothes (or definite lack thereof) on and thor is still on an adrenaline high, so they end up screwing each other’s brains out for the first time, all that pent-up sexual frustration between them released, wreaking havoc inside them, bright and hot and keen and oh oh oh so good.
“you’re not going back to that club ever again,” thor says when they’re finally done, backs against each other in the narrow bed with their spine uncomfortably touching. they can hear passing sirens in the streets below. ”you’re mine now, and i take care of what’s mine.”
the neon light from the bowling alley across the street creeps through the open window, making loki’s unfocused eyes brilliantly, otherworldly green. “we’re going to fucking starve,” he says, voice ragged from screaming so much.
the sound of sirens lulls them into an uneasy sleep.
and i’m done#thorki #thorloki #i guess. #le casual typing