#giant loki

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Y/n scurried over to Loki’s phone. He’d dropped it on the floor on accident, and Y/n could think of no better time than to photobomb.

She leaned her head over the camera while Lokis huge form took up the rest.

She snapped the photo as soon as his fingers closed around the small cellular device.

“Blasted things… Norns…” Loki huffed as he gently nudged Y/n from the phone screen into his hand as he lifted it.

“I was merely trying to text and-“ Loki stopped mid-sentence.

“Is that what I look like to you?” He suddenly asked. He was staring at his phone, a look of concern written over his face.

Y/n leaned in as if she could fully see the huge screen. She saw her smiling face but in the back there was Loki. A normal sight for her but apparently it had taken Loki off guard.

“Well I guess…” She hesitantly says.

Loki sputters his words, “I’m huge.” He blurts.

Y/n giggles.

Loki doesn’t see what’s funny apparently as his face scrunches up. Y/n rolls her eyes.

“I’m used to it Lokes. That’s what you look like to me. Okay?” She says.

A moment passes.

“What do I look like to you?” Her voice peaks with curiosity.

Loki smirks. Before she can figure out what’s going on in that tricky head of his, she’s stumbling on the floor leaning up against the toe of his boot.

Loki unfolds his body and raises the phone so that it’s right where his eye level is.

He pauses before kneeling to lay down on his stomach. Y/n comes to stand next to his hand as he holds out the phone where they can both see.

“What’s this?” She asks craning her head to look up at his face.

“Just look.” Loki urges

She huffs and leans in closer. Making out Lokis long legs she follows them all the way down until she can see the floor. But there’s something standing next to his foot. With a jolt of surprise she realizes the little speck is her.

“T-that’s what I look like to you?” She asks spinning around to look at Loki.

He clicks off his phone and lays it down, resting his chin on his hands.

“I’m used to it y/n. That’s what you look like to me.” He teases her with her own words from earlier.

“Nuh uh… there’s no way I can be that small.” She argues climbing onto his hand.

“To the contrary you’re extremely tiny, unless I had some sort of growth spurt.”

Y/n crosses her arms and begins to try and climb back down his hand. He’s being annoying.

“Where are we off to now? More pictures?” He uses his other hand to block her.

“You’re annoying.” She says glaring up at him trying to look intimidating but by the way Lokis looking at her she can tell that’s the one thing she doesn’t look like.

In one of my previous posts, the one about the size difference between Loki i Sigyn, I’ve mentioned that the latter is pretty tall for an Aesir, thanks to being half-giant. What also gives away his Jotunheim origin are his eyes, which are light blue with vertical, cat-like pupils. The former is a trait characteristic to giants and Loki can’t hide it no matter what form he takes.

In that post I’ve also sorta hinted at that the form he is usually presenting himself as isn’t really his true one. Well, as you can see on the picture, the true one is even higher (circa 7 meters tall) and looks much different and monstrous. Unlike Thor, who seemingly took most of his looks from Odin, Loki turned out to be somewhere halfway between his parents with traits of a Albino: bright hair, aforementioned blue eyes, patchwork looking skin mixing the pale one of an Aesir and grayish blue of a giant, sharp fangs peeking from his lips and despite being fully grown, Loki is much shorter than his father, with thin long limbs. Loki’s true form also carries all the scars and other traces of past injuries he was able to hide with his shapeshifting.

The scene in this picture supposedly takes place shortly after Sigyn has discovered Loki’s true form. She was aware of it before, but understood that her (still then) friend wasn’t comfortable showing it, afraid of being shunned.

Much to Loki's utter shock, when Sigyn finally discovered his secret, she wasn’t scared beyond anything words can describe, but rather fascinated by his odd and scarred appearance (not in a kinky way!).

Soon, whenever they were traveling alone, Sigyn would sit in deep pockets Loki sewed on his clothes just for her and even started wearing earrings so she could hold onto something while sitting on his shoulder.

That whole headcanon was inspired by works of GTluv on DeviantArt who made some pretty Logyn pictures, mostly with Loki being an actual giant. I honestly think more mainstream media should also explore this idea, even if there is evidence that jotnar weren’t necessarily huge in size.

But like not kid loki

Thor sat there on his brothers bed with the small boy in his hand. “Brother what is he?” He asked looking at the small thing. He felt bad that he scared it to the point of passing out.

“Well brother it’s a boy,” said Loki as he ate a sweet treat. Thor looked at his brother with a frown, “ I know it’s a boy brother, I want to know why creature he is.” Loki just smirked at his brother.

“I think his what humans call a borrower. Not really sure.” Loki said as he popped another treat in his mouth. Thor looked down at the small boy laying still in his hand, “ d-did I really scared him that much?”

Loki looked at him and snorted, “ dear brother wouldn’t you pass out if a huge giant reached for you? Especially one known to be clumsy?” Thro blinked and moved the hand closer to his chest as if you keep the boy safer, “I’m not that clumsy.”

Loki rolled his eyes and looked away, “also his name is Peter. I was thinking of keeping him as a pet or something.” Thor blinked and looked at his brother then the small boy, “would that be okay? He looks very young. Maybe he has a family to go home to.”

With that said Loki looked back at his brother and blinked. He didn’t even know if Peter had a family to go back to. He was just planning to keep him as a small pet. Then let him go when he got bored.

But if he had a family how would they reacted if he never showed back up. With a groun Loki rubbed his face and got up. “Well you made him pass out so keep an eye on him while I go shower,” with out waiting for a reply he left the room.

Thor sat there alone, just him and Peter. He could feel the small male breath and feel his tiny body heat. It made him feel bad for scaring the young boy. but all he could do now was wait for his brother to come back.

After a minute or two Thor went stiff as he felt movement aginst his hand and chest. Soon he could hear a small yawn as the boy seemed to be waking up. He then felt a push on his hand as the boy said, “mr.Loki move your hand.”

Chapter 1

Alarms blaring. Red lights flashing.

“Warning. Warning.” The constant reminder from a women’s robotic voice, that the ship is about to explode.

“Ahh! Come on! This is aircraft 0475, stand down this is one of your own. I repeat, stand down! Ahh Comms is down! Gosh damn it!!” The young girl dashed left and right on the control panel. ‘Seriously, what is going on? Do they not realise that we are in a star storm!! Why are they attacking me? Or more like who is?’ her mind screamed. Bang! She cried as she hit the ground and groaned. Her body was covered in cuts and bruises, her left ankle cartilage was torn. She wasn’t going to make it. A different alarm buzzed, a red warning hologram appeared and she swiped on it as she was lifting herself up. Left wing smashed. The constant robotic voice of the women glitched and jarred. The system was shutting down. She needed to get out of the storm or she will be screwed, but It was too late. She already lost the controls of the steering, now she is about to lose the entire ship. She has a serious puncture on the right side of her right thigh that was gushing blood. Thank gosh it wasn’t an artery. Quickly she grabbed her supply bag, with her little supplies left and ripped the GPS from the control panel. ‘I’ll fix it later and get it working again’ she thought. There was no time, her defence system was down, one hit is all it needs. Using the last of her energy she summons a portal, the last sight she could see was an aircraft right before her ship… her eyes went wide, there was no pilot. She was then consumed with clouds of blue before she musted, with her dying breath “…safe…”. In the nick of time the ship blew up and she was lost with her intention to get her somewhere safe, away from space.

Gasp! The young girl jolted upright. Her body ached in complaint from her core. Dried blood patched all over her body. Clots were blocking the spots where new blood was trying to break through. The surroundings were funny and she just couldn’t grab her bearing. After a full minute of her ears ringing, her senses came to life. The warming rays of the sun above slowly soaked through her skin, its bliss relaxing her thrilled nerves. Just where was she? Taking a moment looking around, sand dunes enclosed around her. It appeared that she was at a beach. The soft sounds of the ocean calmed her even more. Behind her was this great cliffs further proving her point she was at a beach. Now turning her attention to her screaming body. It doesn’t matter where she is at the moment, she’ll figure that out later. Right now there was no visible threats and there was a strange comforting silence. She just hoped for the best there was no creatures that would pry at her at this state.

Counting her fingers to see if she was in just one piece and that she wasn’t in any abnormal form with any extra or missing fingers. Wouldn’t be the first time anyway… Her powers were strange to her, she only discovered them, like what? Almost two years ago? But she could summon portals that would allow her to further places or into a different universe. That is when stuff gets dangerous, who knows, you could come back out with two heads. It is something you do now want to mess with. Even bringing something from a different reality is even more dangerous. It could start a black hole. Though one of her limits was indeed time travel. That task she could not do. Snapping out of thought she looked at her petite body. She was a mess. Her bulky supply bag was just in arms reach in front of her. Good so she hasn’t lost that at least. Reaching it, she looked inside. She had one medical box, some water, little tracker gear and some tools. Oh also a spare set of clothes too. Ever since that accident with one of her crew members how had acid burn through their clothes, and didn’t have any spare, she always remembered to pack some anywhere she went. Speaking of crew, why was her own fleet attacking her? Surely they would come looking for her right? The G.S.P.F (Galactic Star Protection force, was formed after the Incident with Thanos.), never leaves someone behind, that is like their whole motto. Yet here she was, damaged from an attack by them. She had so many questions to ponder. Looking up into the blue sky, not a cloud in sight, just the blinding sun. A deep feeling knew why but part of her didn’t want to believe. Was that whole mission about a crystal pure bullshit to drag her away? Or is there a bigger picture here?

“I need to wash the blood and junk of my clothes and cuts if I want to heal myself or at least fix me.” She could only muster from a raspy voice. Clearly the damage from the oxygen leaking on the space ship did some short term damage to her voice. She then proceeds to ask herself questions to see if her brain was still intact.