Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants ( Read more... )

Like so many weekends before it, the calm of a September Saturday morning was interrupted by the unscheduled opening of a portal in the park. This one sprang to life in a blaze of blue and gold and a burst of glitter before settling into something more stable ( Read more... )

The apathy had gotten to be too much for Loki. He just couldn't take it anymore. He was stagnant and bored and he'd begged Metatron for some other assignment. Just fucking something ( Read more... )

Loki didn't know what the fuck was going on outside but he knew he wasn't going to check it out. The walls had grown around and nearly through his fucking pool so staying inside seemed like the safest option ( Read more... )

It was the last day of the month so Loki, in a rare fit of productivity, was getting shit done before the start of the month. It was always the busiest time for him but it meant rents, money and paydays. That, of course, meant he could buy shit he didn't need to keep him occupied. That was always a good thing ( Read more... )

Loki didn't really care about decorating this year. Maybe closer to Christmas, he'd get around to putting up some lights but he was just fucking over it for now. He was bored and restless with this fucking island and just wanted to go home ( Read more... )

Sadly, Loki didn't think this week would be as exciting as last week. It didn't matter all that much since he was feeling so fucking caged and edgy this week. This week he could actually flop down in the comfortable chairs and play his video games for all of the fucking world to see ( Read more... )

Fuck this shit, Loki wasn't even going to come out of his apartment today if he could help it. Instead, he'd set up a bell at the front desk that people could ring if they really fucking needed him. Loki hoped no one needed him because he planned on staying in and watching television all day fucking day until this feeling went away ( Read more... )

The new month meant Loki had to collect rent and had to get all the accounting for that squared away. It meant math and organization and attention to detail and it meant Loki really fucking hated his life. The only good thing was that payday for him would be soon and he could blow his money on something frivolous ( Read more... )

Loki still wasn't really feeling like doing fuck all. He'd thought Homecoming weekend might cure the apathy but it hadn't. If anything, it had increased it and Loki had never missed Bartleby more than he did right the fuck now. At least then, he had someone to kick his ass and make him focus on shit that wasn't his myriad of issues ( Read more... )