Whenever I say I want to change the world, people always ask ‘For the better?’ …Just accept that I want to change the world.

You are not a burden. You are not worthless. You are not unloved. As a trickster, trust me when I tell you, your mind is just trying to trick you into believing those negative thoughts. But it is merely a bad illusion. You matter so much.

‘Get help’ but with reversed roles.

Apparently people refer to me as “goth kid”.

I might not always be very fond of my brother but thinking Thor dead even for a simple #WhatIf scenario unleashes an odd feeling inside my chest.

Some words of appreciation for all my fellow subjects who do not identify as cis-gender. You are so valid. And despite all the hate and lack of understanding in this realm, you still make it through each day. I am proud of you and I am with you every step of the way.

The Jötunn sneaking past the guards and into the palace on Thor’s coronation was pretty …low-key.

In case you were wondering, the last four episodes of the Loki series were merely a fever dream. This wasn’t me.

How the thought ‘love is a dagger’ first came to me.

I’d appreciate if you Midgardians could entertain your beloved God of Mischief. You’re welcome to add me to your so called group-chats.

#WhatIf the Loki series was written by other people thus not turning out problematic and bad?

Just because we had stables on Asgard does not mean I grew up in a stable environment.

I’m never allowed to have fun. All right, perhaps people get hurt in the process but that’s beside the point.

I learned you Midgardians have an idiom that says to have tricks up one’s sleeve. Well, I only have daggers up my sleeve.

Being trapped in your own mind, constantly questioning your existence, you should be aware that you are here for a reason. Your life has purpose. Even if the voices in your head might tell you differently. You are worthy of love. Always.

And in the end everyone will kneel before me. Whether it is forced or voluntarily.

Midgardians remind me of cockroaches. They’re just as annoying yet they always manage to survive. Just like the insects.

Of course I always calculate the risk. I’m just bad at math.

Allow yourself to heal properly, even if outsiders call you weak for it. But only by letting out your weaknesses, can the true power inside you grow. That’s what mother taught me.

Someone stop those Midgardians.