"…You know, you can always just call me."
"You actually respond far more quickly to candy." He gives a small grin and kisses his cheek before rubbing his shoulder affectionately. "...You smell like me."
ojovivo
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

No title available
official daine visual archive
Noah Kahan
Game of Thrones Daily
trying on a metaphor
YOU ARE THE REASON
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

ellievsbear
Monterey Bay Aquarium
🪼

oozey mess
RMH
d e v o n
taylor price

Andulka
almost home

Discoholic 🪩
wallacepolsom
seen from Brazil

seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Nepal

seen from Russia

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Argentina

seen from Argentina
seen from Argentina
@godofdeception-blog
"…You know, you can always just call me."
"You actually respond far more quickly to candy." He gives a small grin and kisses his cheek before rubbing his shoulder affectionately. "...You smell like me."
Lokicest Commission!! (X) (X)Â
(Avengers!Loki x TDW!Loki)
"I am rather hard pressed to believe you're here just to chat."
"It does matter, yes. I need to know it’s story if i’m going to understand it. I mean these runes are… ." He whistled out a breath. "I’ve never seen one’s like these before."Â
"I had an acquaintance come by them for me." He drags his finger along the text of the book before snapping it shut in his hands, pushing off of the window and meandering back towards the bookshelf. "Rumor has it the Norns themselves wrote them--- if you happen to believe in that sort of thing." Loki watched the other out of the corner of his eye as he skimmed for another book to peruse.Â
{ godofdeception }
"Where’d you come by this again?"
"Does it particularly matter, professor?" He leaned against one of the window sills, thumbing through one of the many books the man had in his possession.
theassimilatingasgardian
"...How very interesting. It's been some time since I've seen another of my brother-selves running about."
"How the bloody hell does this work…"
"You need help, signore?" Apollonia asked, lips tugging up into a small smile.
Loki managed to pull his eyes away from the laptop long enough to acknowledge the other, rubbing at his neck. "If you would be so kind--- I haven't a clue what I'm doing."
"And you flatter yourself. You’re fun, Loki. But I hardly hold you in that high esteem."
"When have you known me to do anything but flatter myself?"
"How the bloody hell does this work..."
"This foolish notion you have of bringing Ragnarok about yourself. And for what?"
"Perhaps it will seem less foolish when you lay dying at my feet." An empty threat for the time being, but it did make Loki's lips twitch in interest.Â
"Ugh, babe..." Ben pads out of the bedroom far past his regular time and sighs. "Babe," he starts again, "I'm hella sick, I don't know if I can make you food today, which means you're going to have to go get some, because you are *not* touching my kitchen."
Loki looked up from the book he was reading, arching a slender eyebrow before shutting the book and standing to go to his husband. “You are unwell?” He blinked before rolling his eyes. “Fine I will go out and retrieve something for you then. First let’s get you back into the bed though.”
"If you’re sure. I just feel bad. I know it’s kind of hard on you." He doesn’t push the issue of the heat further, knowing that once Loki makes up his mind, there is little he can do to change it.
He falls silent as the god continues, fingers idly traveling up and down the other’s arms as his mind drifts away in thought. “Wouldn’t there be complications?” He asks softly. “I don’t know how this whole granting immortality thing works, but…would I just stop aging, or what?” He closes his eyes as his body shudders from the labour of fighting off his cold. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I want to focus on this, I really do, but I’m so out of it. I’ll still talk about it, because the reality is it’s not going to leave my mind now that it’s come up, but I don’t know how effective I’ll be at decision making until this damn cold is gone.”
Loki shook his head and turned to kiss at the other again, nuzzling him affectionately soon after. It amused the god that after all this time his husband felt the need to dote on him so. "I assure you that I will endure."
The amusement is short lived however, because soon enough the trickster is humming in thought as he contemplates the very thing that plagued both their minds. With a soft sigh he nodded, resting his hands against his chest and leaning into Ben with a sigh. "I'm certain there would be in some shape or form. It's something I'll have to research more before pursuing." He sits upright at the shudder, turning to regard the other. "...Aye, it most certainly can wait until later. For now I am content with simply being with you."
"I said favorite Trickster. Don’t let it go to your head. I don’t know that many.”
"You wound me, my dearest Amora. Here I thought that I were your favorite out of everyone."
His fingers flex at his side, and Clint itches to wrap all ten around Loki’s unnaturally svelte neck. It would be enough just to see pale skin blossom with bruises— each a near perfect imprint of the archer’s calloused digits— but he restrains himself, even when ungodly lips teeter on the verge of brushing against his ear. Loki’s breath, sickly smelling and hot, hits hard, souring the pit of Clint’s stomach.
"I don’t go around killing for shits n’ giggles, nor do I psychologically fuck people against their will. That’s your specialty, remember? And besides that, monsters don’t have hearts, right? I think you know where I’m going with that.”
"There is--- and always will be ---a method to my madness. I bring balance to this world in ways that you may not enjoy; but such things are n e c e s s a r y. Peace cannot truly thrive without chaos." He cocks his head to the side just enough to give the impression of a predator examining its prey. With a grin he tucks his arms behind him, hands clasping.
"Perhaps in another life I could have been born as an agent of peace and we could have become friends. I do so wonder what it would be like to be in that oaf's place at times." Loki muses aloud, circling Clint before shrugging and letting out an exasperated sigh. The Jotunn waves a hand about in the air, stopping directly behind the archer with his back turned. He was weak, powers drained from his fall--- but still he wondered if the mortal would attack; Loki was but a child playing with fire. "Never fear though, for I have no plans to trouble you or your people at the moment."
"I knew you wouldn’t be able to see it through."
"And what might that be exactly?"
He shrugs off the thanks, a hand waving it aside casually. Ben sets to work rubbing the meat with a few various spices. Setting them aside, he begins to work on the potatoes, making quick work of peeling them and chopping them before tossing them in a pan and into the oven. As he places to pans on the stove and arranges the meat inside, he looks over his shoulder towards the god and gives him a weak smile.
"You know, I really have no idea what I’m supposed to be saying right now. I’ve never been good at this kind of thing, and I think this particular circumstance is kind of skipped by most relationship handbooks…"
"I do believe that most e v e r y t h i n g about our relationship is skipped by most relationship handbooks." He continued to cram chips into his mouth and chew, only pausing to peek towards the other as he licked his fingers clean of the salt from the chips. The smile was met with a wary one of his one before Loki turned his attention back to the bag in his hands.
"Not many desire to be in love with the god of mischief--- most desire simply to see me hang." Loki set the bag aside and made sure his hands were wiped clean before approaching Ben, wrapping his arms around him from behind. "And I think there will not be a time when that is untrue." He holds the other tight, kissing his shoulder. "Even if I were to become a changed man my name will forever precede me."
Laughing & crying bc I have a huge presentation tomorrow and I'm still working on it????? Which is actually why I've been pretty dead. I had to go clothes shopping earlier for ~fancy~ things to wear when I present too. So now here I am finishing my powerpoint at 5:30 AM.