Loki/Sif has taken over my life. The Avengers, Harry Potter. Lost, LBD, The Hunger Games, Community, Misfits, Luther, Elementary, Happy Endings, Jaimie Alexander.
“There was one day where I managed to slightly mischievously steal Captain America’s shield and Thor’s hammer. I was parading around the subterranean tunnel with the shield – and one of the producers saw me and was like, ‘What are you doing with those?’”
Clothed in a Midgardian dress lined with black fringe that fell slightly above her knee and a feathered headband at her brow, Sif did not look out of place amongst the happy mortals. Except she was too radiant, Loki thought to himself. She seemed to shine, to burn in her happiness, the mirth dancing in her eyes. His heart hammered in his chest at the sight of her, he had never seen her so free in the proper setting of an Asgardian feast. He longed to abandon all of his well crafted walls and join her. Loki couldn’t bring himself to do anything but lean against the bar and stare.
