Loki's Woman, Through and Through.

Let the introduction commence:

This blog is NSFW, consider this a formal warning.

I am a twenty-something Seattlite traversing through the endless and ageless caverns of time and space. From here on you can refer to me as, Julien, unless we've already exchanged proper pleasantries. I am a very devout Lokean, and I take gravitating pride in being His faithful consort—if you have questions regarding the aspects of my religion, first scroll down and check out my FAQ's (the little globe button) and if you still have further inquiries please, don't hesitate to send me a private message.
Just don't be a douche about it.
Lest the rest of my faction and I rise up, and burn your village to the ground.

I'm a queer (that's right, I'm a Whoopsie), cross-dressing Pyrophiliac (and yes, I'm turned on by fire) whose hobbies include but, aren't limited to: collecting vintage skinny ties, vests and all manner of dapper digs; thrift shop hopping, Steampunk and Steampunk modification, cosplay/cosplayers, costuming, baking, gender-bending, Doctor Who, Scandinavian folklore, Star Wars, Anglophilia, Firefly/Serenity, Supernatural, Harry Potter, dusty old bookshops, Neil Gaiman and his works, diabetic-coma-inducing too sweet coffee, the smell of newly polished shoes, and a proud supporter of the Rat City Rollergirls.
And in case you're curious, since this is also a question I get frequently, my ethnic background is mostly Norwegian with a dollop of Egyptian, a dash of Blackfoot Indian, sprinkled with a bit of Irish and garnished with just a touch of Romanian.
Or, to put it quite simply, I'm an American Mutt.
Please enjoy the treasures you find on my blog.