As much as I loved working on this one I had a bunch of #LokiFeels creating it! Listened to some of the music for Infinity War too while drawing him aaah 😭💙💚💛💙💚💛
I really love the colors of this shot from the trailer and have been wanting to paint it for a while now! 😍💙💙
This piece is available as Art Prints on #society6 💙💙💙
→ AU in which Tony is sent to Jotunheim to look for Loki, who has found allies in a familiar place.
The stars were alien and brilliant overhead, and every inch of Tony’s body hurt inside the suit. It had been a rough landing to say the least. Asgard’s bifrost apparently had all the safety precautions of a rusty 1920’s flying fox.
Note to self, he thought as he reached up and pulled off his broken faceplate. In future, don’t joke about Heimdall the Gatekeeper’s enormous sword.
Asgardians and their weapons. And now their ancient icy caskets – one that a certain asshole trickster god had stolen to barter for an army. Whether Loki really was that much of a one-trick pony or had something else up his sleeve, Tony didn’t know. He didn’t really care, either. He just knew that the casket’s energy was traceable, meaning it was up to him and his suit to find the damn thing so that Scotty could beam him back up to Goldentown.
Piece of cake. As long as Loki didn’t realise he was in the vicinity, everything would go fine. His stealth cloaking was newly upgraded; nothing could find it.
The muted creak of a footstep pressing into snow was all the warning Tony received. And wasn’t it just great timing?
“Do you know what happens to skin that touches metal in this kind of weather, Iron Man?”
Decepticonsensual's Armada 