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Holiday on Fire

As he stepped out from the limo, reluctantly, Anthony was cheering internally. He had time to actually investigate these lava stones before they left, it would give him enough time to store up as much heat as possible before having to venture out into the snowy mountains.

"About as ready as I am for you to quit it with those damned pet names.” The God growled, stalking passed the mortal and knocking into his shoulder as he went, resisting the urge to tuck his hands under his arms to protect them from the frigid air. He might have to take some time to temporarily sketch some heating runes into his clothing before they started their little quest tomorrow.

Despite the accord they had, Anthony was still tempted to take at least a little bit of revenge for the liquid ice he’d been blasted with in their last fight. Yes, he was still holding a grudge, it has messed up his internal thermometer so cold was cold.

"Move it, metal man! I’m not waiting around for you to admire the view!" As well versed as he was in dealing with mortals and blending in, he really didn’t want to have to try and convince whatever morons were stood behind the desk to give him his room key before Jarnsmith had checked them in. Stupid Midgardians and their stupid reservation process.

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Loke smirked and slowly walked up to the entrance, letting the chaffeur and the concierge taking his luggage. He watched as the deity strolled ahead, probably toward the welcome desk “No need honeypie, we get the direct route” he said loud enough for the demigod to hear him, but not the stewarts. He had still some self-preservation instict afterall. Incredible, but true.

The genius turned at his left and entered in the enormous lift kept open from the concierge for them. He checked his own appearance in the mirrors of it and waited for the god “We’ve got the suite, which extends on an entire floor, booked” he said conversationally “things as chek-in or check-out are beyond certain prices.” he smirked amused from behind his sunglasses. So Anthony of Asgard was a prince and a god, well-- Loke Jarnsmith was going to show how on Earth, he was the one that mattered.

#snarkfire #Holiday on Fire #I'm making this up #but anyway I don't think that rich people really need to do such trivial things...#I guess #also Loke wtf #idk what he's doing honestly

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Holiday on Fire

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Oh. Oh. Six hours with stones of lava, oh the thought made him want to get to this hotel now.

He reminded himself again that the stones probably wouldn’t be all that hot, it was a massage designed for mortal flesh, after all. Still, he could probably craft a spell to increase the heat for himself but avoid any accidental charring of Midgardian flesh. It wouldn’t be a massive bother to himself, once he had the stones on his skin they’d have done their job, but he had a feeling that bone deep burns like that would put a strain on the tenuous deal he and the tin can had going. Eugh, he was going to have to reign himself in so much to keep this going. Jarnsmith had better pray to whatever he believed in that this truce was worth it, or he was going to have himself a good deal of fun and damn whoever tried to stop him to the frigid mountains of Jotunheim! "Are we going to be busy from the moment we get to this hotel?" The God questioned, he would try to cover up the fact that he was so interested in getting to the spa, but he figured that the prat had worked out he was fascinated anyway, it wasn’t worth his energy trying to keep it secret.

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Loke glanced at the demigod from above his sunglasses, then put on his million dollar show’s smile “Actually, not. We’ll be mostly free, we’ll head to our destination tomorrow. Probably early morning, or something like that.” he shrugged off the last words like it wasn’t a big deal.

He was mildly intrigued yet amused by the deity’s reaction, and started to list them in his mind. If he could keep up with the pleasing part (that seemed mostly about avoiding cold places and keep the attention up), then he wouldn’t risk the fallout of their deal. Just another easy thing in his everyday’s life.

The genius felt the limo stop, and glanced outside to see if it was just yet another red light, or... “Oh, we arrived.” he said, feeling a strange mixture of relief and wariness. Well, it was kinda late now to think about having someone such as the snarky fickle God around 24/7 now, wasn’t it?

Loke waited diligently their driver to open the limo’s door, and as soon as he was out relaxing his shoulders and breathing in the very fresh hair, he clapped his gloved hands together and turned towards the still open door of the limo.

“Well then, ready to get some warm and cosy welcome, sugar star?” he asked, flashing his best smile.

#omg a year since my last reply #but hey we're managing to go on...!!#snarkfire #Holiday on Fire

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Oh yes, babycakes, I do want a piece… Of that awesome fur cloak.

Also I think spandex suits you quite well. Such 80ies~ very awesome.

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Get your grimy hands off my cloak. You mortals, always wanting something that’s clearly out of their league.

My outfit is better than anything in your wardrobe, I know you’re green with envy.

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I'll have you know that my hands are very much clear, thank you very much.

Also ha-ha-ha don't you have any better joke to say? That was quite old~ Come on babe, I know you can do better.

#so that's it?#Next time there's a fight with you I'll bring an artist instead of the Quinjet #I'm starting to think it'll be more effective #Spoiled Norse God

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"I am the bad one, Distant and cruel one, I am the dream that, Keeps you running down”

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This kind of serious sketch I did a long time ago for snarkfire (rp roleswap blog about Asgardian!God of Mischief!Tony Stark).

Sketched with pencil, inked with Windsor&Newton’s black indian ink and W&N brush n°1, blood and time given into colouring with Ph. But besides all, of course I had a great time doing it. Also gotta love sassy Anthony of Asgard, ;)

Inspiration for Anthony’s outfit from a marvel cover of Loki… Now I can’t find the link. But I liked the concept of it very much, so of course I changed it on a more ‘mine’ fashion and… This came out.

… Please do not repost…

#Spoiled Norse God #who knew he could rock the spandex #if he'd worn that in the battle f NY instead of all the leather #well it could have been a problem #shh

Oh yes, babycakes, I do want a piece... Of that awesome fur cloak.

Also I think spandex suits you quite well. Such 80ies~ very awesome.

#snarkfire #Spoiled Norse God #so being stuck in that pose for a long time to have the paint #must have been a pain in the ass knowing you #did they knock you out to keep you still?

What is this *MoltenMetal* we write about?

First of all, you should know that our idea started with a ship clear in mind: the FrostIron ship (and I'm presuming you already know what FrostIron is, otherwise I suggest you to read these explicative links), and we started it as a joke to pass our time in a merry and cracky way in the summer of 2012. (You can read here more about how that idea came in our mind but really, there's nothing much to say)

We started to look at 'this' ship as FrostIron as well, then we stopped and realized: FrostIron is Loki being the Frost Giant and Tony being Iron Man, but it doesn't really make any sense in this AU, with Loke being Iron Man and Anthony being a Fire Giant, right?

And what we tought right after was: if Loki is the frost in the 'canon' ship, if their roles are swapped and Anthony is going to be the smoldering fire, how we could call this ship? (Yes we really wanted a name for our ship, shh) And from that, we started to search for various names.

So, MoltenMetal it's the Loki/Iron Man and Tony/God of Lies name of the ship that we made up by ourselves. (It's not even a ship, it's just a tiny little raft, and for now there's only the two of us on it...)

And of course, with their roles and lives swapped and all, this different name helps us to make it clear that it's not only about them being different from canon, but things are different even with their surroundings as well: as parents, lives, friends, relationships with the Avengers and/or SHIELD, and more or less everything.

I quite like that word, if I have to be honest, and I hope I've been good to explain this little thing... Otherwise, feel free to ask more about it!

Last but not least: this ship hadn't sailed yet, actually. For various reasons our posts are a bit more rare, but... We have faith in those two characters! ;)

#Moltenmetal

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Holiday on Fire

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The God snorted, folding his hands under his arms to ward off the linger cold that had seeped in through the open door.

One little bit of information he wasn’t going to offer was that his tolerance to cold had dropped badly since their litte encounter in Central Park, whatever that cold liquid was it had stripped some of his defences against lower temperatures. It took him all of two seconds to decide a little warming spell was needed to get rid of the chill, and a second longer for heat to spread out from his core, soothing it’s way down his arms and legs. He was going to have to make use of these later, that happy little mountain trek didn’t sound like fun. "I like cold as much as you like serious conversation, Jarnball." He decided it was a good idea to keep his joy at the sound of all that heat to himself, floor heating, furs… He was starting to wonder if he could send a clone to do the mountain walk while he huddled himself up by the fire. However, the last few words broke his little vow of silence. ”Lava stones? Oh you have got to spill the beans on those.” Even though he doubted they were anything overly spectacular, if mortals could handle them, they couldn’t be that hot. He could still be curious thank you very much.

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Loke raised his brow and smirked amused "I am capable of serious conversation. Sometimes. But we'll have time for that, I guess." he winked and then glanced out from the limo's window. The traffic in Vancouver wasn't that bad that night, but the road till the Hotel was quite long still.

The genius looked back at the God and folded his hands in his lap "Well lava stones are, as you can imaigne, stones made of lava. There's this fancy thing, lately, about taking them and shaping them just nice, then heat them up and place it all over one's body. It's some kind of heat-induced massage therapy." Loke tilted his head as he watched Anthony's reaction closely "And it appears that with the super luxurious suite I've constantly booked, there's an in-built spa on our floor, not far from one of the bedrooms. Besides other amenities, said spa gives this kind of massage for six hours straight. Interesting, isn't it?"

#Holiday on Fire #snarkfire

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Holiday on Fire

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Anthony cautiously stepped over to the open door, feeling the cold bite to the wind that alerted him to his impending doom. He’d rather pay a personal visit to Fury’s office for tea than live in a place like this, with the risk of snow hanging in the air as it did.

Even without it, he wasn’t pleased. It was the wrong time of year in this blasted realm, anywhere that wasn’t a desert or located directly over the equator was cold. For someone like him who thrived on fire, it was a curse.

He waited for a few seconds, glaring at the mortal who was less than bothered by the temperature before practically leaping down the stairs and climbing into the waiting car. The sooner he got away from the elements the better. "One of these days you are going to wake up in a bath of glitter, we’ll see who deserves the name ‘sparkles’ then. Now get in the vehicle and close that door before it turns into an ice box in here!” It was blessedly warm right now, but the open door was leeching heat rapidly.

The things he put himself through for his clients, especially those who were long-standing friends of his. Rhodey had better appreciate this.

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Loke smirked and hopped in the limo promptly "I think I've already done that, best Twins Party ever." he said as he reached to close the door of the limo, and turned to face the God once the driver started their trip towards the hotel. He was still amused at the mere thought of that party. Heh.

"So you really don't like cold, do you?" he asked all of a sudden (like he didn't knew already that answer, but that was a thing for another time) "But don't worry. Well, not until tomorrow when we have to reach The Mountain and all-- but until then it's going to be lovely, our hotel will be nice and cosy and all. You know, fireplace, floor heating, triple-glazing with tempered glass, and oh probably a couple of fur blankets. I do have a thing for the complete package when it comes to business travels." he frowned for a moment, as if he was thinking of something darkly important, and then opened his mouth again "Ever heard of lava stones?"

#Holiday on Fire #snarkfire