𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 - 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 !

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳    𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 ,     𝘢𝘯     𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘭 —   WHERE   𝙎𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙋𝙀𝙎𝙏   𝙇𝙄𝙀𝙎    ARE   𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙂𝙀𝘿 .

[liesmth]

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 && 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 roleplay blog for 𝙇𝙊𝙆𝙄 𝙇𝘼𝙐𝙁𝙀𝙔𝙎𝙊𝙉 of marvel's comics.    [ primarily versed in earth - 616 and earth - 14412. ]          written by kelsi since 2012,  they/them,  27,  est. AFFILIATED WITH: @fdelty , @theldrai

DOCS PENDING.

[liesmth]

hmm i think i need to remake this blog

[liesmth]

please be advised that the meaner you are to loki, the more they will fall in love with you

[liesmth]

though it isn't exactly how i imagine loki to sound, troy baker remains my favorite voice actor for loki, he just really nails the sound of a villainous arrogant sneer

[liesmth]

s... starter call

[nat111love]

3,000 years pass and I'm back to this.

[liesmth]

@fdelty , “ 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. ”

" trick you ? " that's precious. how modest is her troth of mistrust, her pretty mouthful of spite so carefully restrained, and still after all loki has endeavored to obtain it. they must take a solemn moment to contemplate a reputation left wanting, even at the risk of letting her fester in her petulance. she could almost endear herself to them with this display of childlike comprehension, if it did not so turn their stomach with revulsion. this is not the game she thinks it is.

their forefinger grazes the lip of the goblet set before them, but their gaze crosses the length of the table with no regard for the bounteous supper sprawled along it, as though to slake their appetite on the finer cuts of their faithful wife. the hues of their eyne are halfway shaded, reticent to candlelight; their lips suddenly curve into a prelude to laughter, but not the mirthful sort. " wearing the face of your lover at your wedding ceremony was the last trick I will expend on you, now that I am acquainted with the consequences. " their voice is even, as the edge of a knife, and brutally slow. " rest assured, there are simpler ways of getting what I want from you. "

[liesmth]

who volunteers their muse for being manipulated into becoming so infatuated with loki that they devote themselves utterly to being used and take even loki's scraps of cruelty for signs of love

[liesmth]

mother i crave violence

[pedro-reed]

Locations of the MCU → Asgard

[brutlist]

“ uh huh . ” it can’t be a real attempt to get a rise out of him . the problem was , he’d seen the cat back home bat around the smaller lives of the locale who banked on playing dead — didn’t stop him from setting his teeth upon them any less than it would have had they squealed , albeit the time it had bought them to scrabble just a little longer . heugh’s not interested in scrabbling . “ you know what they say ; mama didn’t raise no fool . ”

[liesmth]

" really? " sardonic lilts along their languid tongue, brow giving rise in a mockery of polite fascination. one way or another, they are intent to be inhumed beneath the keep of apathetic flesh. " then I wonder who did. "

[brutlist]

     "     𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 .     “     who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks .     “     i know that’s what you want me to do .     “ 

@liesmth​

[liesmth]

amusement strives to bed itself against their mouth , but they curb it, they ought know better than to encourage initiative. better to tear it out at the roots before it grows bolder. " that is wise of you, jacob. " sidestepping his presumption with the ease of serpentine sinew, casting a wryly half-veiled glance, " there is no shame in yielding to your superiors to spare yourself inevitable defeat. "

[liesmth]

all stories about loki are true, they'll tell you that. anything you've heard about loki is true. even if what you heard contradicts something else you've heard, both things are true.

[coffinvows]

“forgive and forget” wrong, eldrich blast

[t0nystrk-deactivated20231212]

starter call - @liesmth

" you know a day's gonna spiral real fast when you show up. " a brow raised on the mechanic's face, his arms crossed against his chest. " what do you want, loki? "

[liesmth]

the slew of possibilities nearly gives them pause , as though anything other than mischief could slither into such an impetuous opportunity as this. waste not, after all. " I want to be an avenger. " simpering, coyness affecting the wilt of their eyelids. " might you put in a good word for me, stark ? "

[liesmth]

writhing serpent , pinned beneath her pitiless thighs, supine and subject to all her slow afflictions. loki's hands impress the cushions on either side of their head, fingers entwined by her own, palm flushed to palm, lifeline kissing lifeline ; their mouth longing to do as their hands do, roughly and avid, denied from their wants not by a feat of bodily might but by sheer persuasion. the curtain of her golden tresses hangs over them both, and there is no thought in loki's mind beyond that fragrant veil, nothing which they seek any further than the sanctity of their lover's face. reverence drawn from the depths of aphotic pupils, the affection of their gaze holds no other image in its equal : she is worthy of the awe they lavish from the eye, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛. was ever such a beast as this so easily restrained by so gentle a command ?

@fdelty , " 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠, 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐛𝐞𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞… "

her breath caresses their skin more sweetly than springtide air, a tender, tepid kiss gracing the heat that burns them from belly to maw. their desire moves like flames, like snakes throughout their body. " sigyn ... " their lips scarcely move, no more than a whisper stilted from a taut throat, an earnest plea, as though her name alone would bestow them absolution. but alas, she doth not yield. " my queen ... my goddess . . . " a desperate profusion of adoration surrendered from the trickster's tongue, whence others are rendered only malice and falsehoods. their sinew strains, their fingers flex, every inch with devotion. " let me worship... your throat, your breasts... your hips... let me feel all of you. "

[liesmth]

oh it's sunday ? who's trying to make loki whimper