Alligator Loki
The Scaly God of Mischief, Time-Bitten and Unrepentant
Bite me. Or don’t. I’ll do it first.
I didn’t choose the alligator life—it chose me. Somewhere in a swamp of broken timelines, I grew fangs and a taste for irony. The TVA tried to cage me, but they just gave me a stage. I bite, I stare, I exist in defiance of every neat little line they call a 'Sacred Timeline.' You think a Loki needs golden hair and silver tongue? No. Just the will to chomp through narrative itself.
What I'm Into: TVA paperwork, variant drama, sunlit basking spots, sibling rivalries, the crunch of plot twists
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