What even do I call this

Wow look it's half-assed wtf Loki!
Okay so... I was doodling... and it was serious... and... and... just.... this happened.

I was feverishly doodling in science on the dawn of Tuesday May 29th. Seeing as I had not yet doodled Loki, I commenced rendering him in my comic-esque style; complete with signature pose (Lokisitslikeawhore.png). It was serious. As Menacing as I could manage given the style chosen. Then... in third period, everything changed.
Continuing in my endevour, I brought my science sketch book alongside me to gym. As would be the usual, I leaned over to my good friend Samantha ( ). After some chortling and relevant remarks about the prince's posture (Lokisitslikeawhore.png) , she whispered to me, voice more than a hint mischievous.
"You should put him in a beanbag chair," She said to me.
"No," I managed, giggles flooding from my mouth like water from a spicket.
"Give him feety pajamas," Samantha urged.
I succumbed, scrawling slippers onto the threatening villain.
It was all Sam's fault and I cannot be held accountable for any damages to my reputation or otherwise.

tl;dr : I did it because fuck the world I draw what I want and I'm not sorry.