I’m reminded every single time that I’m animating/ editing with a need to get my silly ideas fabricated into reality. That I absolutely loath animation/ editing with a passion.
I like to think in this scene, Loki can see ‘us’ the ones who watch. The ones who’ve seen it all from beginning to end, and it makes it so much sadder.
For me Loki has been and always will be my big brother figure and this scene broke me because I understand. I’ve staned him because I see so much similarities between me and him. After the Loki series I can’t help but want to be more like him, he’s what I want to be when I grow up and it hurts. For the reason that I can’t hug him, if I could I’d stay with him, so that he wouldn’t be lonely forever.
I’d decorate his throne with crayons, stickers, nicknacks and plushies and just about anything I can find so that it could feel more lively. Like a home of sorts, I know that’s childish but that’s part of who I am. Plus a little mischief never hurt anyone.
If I can’t fit in the tangle of timelines (most likely can’t) then I’d sit at the bottom of the timeline tree. Just to be at least there, so that he’s not alone.