God Of Mischief

Hello! I’m Loki, God of Mischief and Tickles. This blog is based on tickling, obviously. I’m definitely a switch - probably 75% lee and 25% ler. Well, feel free to ask questions and/or start rp’s - I’ll be here!

[mrs-laura-barton]

“You’re Clint’s wife, I presume?” Loki asked, smiling. “He speaks very highly of you.”

Laura smiled and nodded. “Indeed I am. You are?”

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Loki, the god of mischief and lies.” He held out his hand for her to shake. “And the biggest trickster to ever exist.” Yeah, he was cocky.

[mrs-laura-barton]

Laura shook his hand with a laugh. “That’s quote the name.”

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Ah, just call me Loki,” he said with a small chuckle. “But thank you.”

[mrs-laura-barton]

“So, what are you doing around these parts?”

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki shrugged. “I guess the Avengers forgave me and are letting me stay around here. Also, I’m here to visit Clint.” He smiled. “He’s a great friend.”

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint whined and sat up. "LOKI!" He pouted and crossed his arms.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki chuckled and looked Clint directly in the eyes. “That’s my name. Don’t wear it out.”

[archlee]

"Loki!" Clint said again. Unable to hold eye contact

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“What is it, Clint?” Loki asked with a small sigh. “If you don’t tell me what to do, I won’t know how to help you.” He still had the hint of a smile on his face.

[archlee]

"You. You're being mean! I'll, I'll try to help you run your tests."

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki smiled. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” He bent down again and started to drum his finger’s on Clint’s sides. “So, where were we?”

[archlee]

Clint giggled. "Really? Ummmmm"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki grinned. “I believe we were... here.” He spidered his fingers down to Clint’s hips. “But we’ve already tested that, so... what about here?” He squeezed Clint’s thigh experimentally.

[archlee]

Clint squeaked. 'Wait! What do I need to do?" He let out a scream and clamped his legs together. Eyes wide.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Just accept your fate, Clint,” Loki said with an evil smirk. He started to squeeze tha archer’s thighs repeatedly.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

"I'm glad to hear you've been well. It has been a lovely day so far, thank you", she responded with a friendly nod, having to look up to him as she was much smaller than him. "I'm Jade, by the way. "

Loki grinned. “Great to meet you, Jade. You already know who I am, so I don’t have to introduce myself.” He giggled and gestures towards the couch. “Take a seat. Can I get you anything?”

[milesofblackfeathers]

“Miles!” Loki sang happily, skipping up to him. “I have news for you!”

Miles jumped slightly as he noticed him, slipping his headphones off as he looked up from his homework. "Hey, Loki." He smiled. "What's up?"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki grinned back at him. “Well, if you’re too busy with your schoolwork, I guess it can wait.” He sighed and sat down, a smirk on his face. He was doing this on purpose.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint whined and sat up. "LOKI!" He pouted and crossed his arms.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki chuckled and looked Clint directly in the eyes. “That’s my name. Don’t wear it out.”

[archlee]

"Loki!" Clint said again. Unable to hold eye contact

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“What is it, Clint?” Loki asked with a small sigh. “If you don’t tell me what to do, I won’t know how to help you.” He still had the hint of a smile on his face.

[archlee]

"You. You're being mean! I'll, I'll try to help you run your tests."

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki smiled. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” He bent down again and started to drum his finger’s on Clint’s sides. “So, where were we?”

[archlee]

Clint giggled. "Really? Ummmmm"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki grinned. “I believe we were... here.” He spidered his fingers down to Clint’s hips. “But we’ve already tested that, so... what about here?” He squeezed Clint’s thigh experimentally.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint whined and sat up. "LOKI!" He pouted and crossed his arms.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki chuckled and looked Clint directly in the eyes. “That’s my name. Don’t wear it out.”

[archlee]

"Loki!" Clint said again. Unable to hold eye contact

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“What is it, Clint?” Loki asked with a small sigh. “If you don’t tell me what to do, I won’t know how to help you.” He still had the hint of a smile on his face.

[archlee]

"You. You're being mean! I'll, I'll try to help you run your tests."

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki smiled. “That’s all I wanted to hear.” He bent down again and started to drum his finger’s on Clint’s sides. “So, where were we?”

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint whined and sat up. "LOKI!" He pouted and crossed his arms.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki chuckled and looked Clint directly in the eyes. “That’s my name. Don’t wear it out.”

[archlee]

"Loki!" Clint said again. Unable to hold eye contact

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“What is it, Clint?” Loki asked with a small sigh. “If you don’t tell me what to do, I won’t know how to help you.” He still had the hint of a smile on his face.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

"I really appreciate you saying that as sometimes not being intimidated somehow can be quite the task in itself", she smiled, "especially when speaking to a God. Of course I'll be respectful. May I ask how you are today?"

Loki smiled back at her. “Yes, I understand. I am well, thank you. How are you?” He still wasn’t 100% sure of who she was, but he immediately warmed up to her. She seemed friendly.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint whined and sat up. "LOKI!" He pouted and crossed his arms.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki chuckled and looked Clint directly in the eyes. “That’s my name. Don’t wear it out.”

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint glued his arms to his sides. "Noohoohooo I mean..." Then he clamped his mouth shut but giggles started to pour out anyways

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Yes, what do you mean?” Loki asked in a teasing tone. He started to wiggle his fingers slightly faster. “Please talk to me, Clint. I want to help you feel better.” He talked in an fake worried tone.

[archlee]

"NOOOTHING! Never mihiiihiind!" Clint hit lightly at Loki's forearms. "I'm fiihiiihiiiiine!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki gasped and pulled his hands away from the archer. “What- you hit me.” He acted like he was shocked and offended. “You hit me! Yes, your reactions are clearly unusual. Let me just test this out.” And with that, he drilled his fingers into Clint’s hips.

[archlee]

Clint sighed with relief. Before panicking. "No wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean! Nooooo they're not!" The poor archer immediately started bucking his hips and laughing loudly. "LOHOOOHOOOKIIIIIIII!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki tried (and failed) to hide an amused smile. “Hey, buddy, can you keep it down a bit? I’m running some tests here!” He continued to tickle Clint’s hips, not even trying to hide his grin anymore.

[archlee]

"LOHOOOOHOOOOHOOOOKI!" Clint just yelled louder. Digging his heels into the ground to really buck his hips.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki sighed and pulled his hands back. “Alright. If you won’t let me run my tests, I’ll just go practice the piano. I’ve been trying to tickle the ivories recently.” He couldn’t help smirking a little as he put emphasis on the dreaded t-word.

[archlee]

"Nohooohoo! Noohohoo! Wahaaait! I'm sohooorry!" Clint blushed at the words.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki flipped his hair dramatically. “Sorry? That apology just didn’t tickle my fancy...” He shrugged. “It doesn’t seem sincere.” Okay, now he was really smirking.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint glued his arms to his sides. "Noohoohooo I mean..." Then he clamped his mouth shut but giggles started to pour out anyways

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Yes, what do you mean?” Loki asked in a teasing tone. He started to wiggle his fingers slightly faster. “Please talk to me, Clint. I want to help you feel better.” He talked in an fake worried tone.

[archlee]

"NOOOTHING! Never mihiiihiind!" Clint hit lightly at Loki's forearms. "I'm fiihiiihiiiiine!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki gasped and pulled his hands away from the archer. “What- you hit me.” He acted like he was shocked and offended. “You hit me! Yes, your reactions are clearly unusual. Let me just test this out.” And with that, he drilled his fingers into Clint’s hips.

[archlee]

Clint sighed with relief. Before panicking. "No wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean! Nooooo they're not!" The poor archer immediately started bucking his hips and laughing loudly. "LOHOOOHOOOKIIIIIIII!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki tried (and failed) to hide an amused smile. “Hey, buddy, can you keep it down a bit? I’m running some tests here!” He continued to tickle Clint’s hips, not even trying to hide his grin anymore.

[archlee]

"LOHOOOOHOOOOHOOOOKI!" Clint just yelled louder. Digging his heels into the ground to really buck his hips.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki sighed and pulled his hands back. “Alright. If you won’t let me run my tests, I’ll just go practice the piano. I’ve been trying to tickle the ivories recently.” He couldn’t help smirking a little as he put emphasis on the dreaded t-word.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint glued his arms to his sides. "Noohoohooo I mean..." Then he clamped his mouth shut but giggles started to pour out anyways

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Yes, what do you mean?” Loki asked in a teasing tone. He started to wiggle his fingers slightly faster. “Please talk to me, Clint. I want to help you feel better.” He talked in an fake worried tone.

[archlee]

"NOOOTHING! Never mihiiihiind!" Clint hit lightly at Loki's forearms. "I'm fiihiiihiiiiine!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki gasped and pulled his hands away from the archer. “What- you hit me.” He acted like he was shocked and offended. “You hit me! Yes, your reactions are clearly unusual. Let me just test this out.” And with that, he drilled his fingers into Clint’s hips.

[archlee]

Clint sighed with relief. Before panicking. "No wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean! Nooooo they're not!" The poor archer immediately started bucking his hips and laughing loudly. "LOHOOOHOOOKIIIIIIII!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki tried (and failed) to hide an amused smile. “Hey, buddy, can you keep it down a bit? I’m running some tests here!” He continued to tickle Clint’s hips, not even trying to hide his grin anymore.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint glued his arms to his sides. "Noohoohooo I mean..." Then he clamped his mouth shut but giggles started to pour out anyways

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Yes, what do you mean?” Loki asked in a teasing tone. He started to wiggle his fingers slightly faster. “Please talk to me, Clint. I want to help you feel better.” He talked in an fake worried tone.

[archlee]

"NOOOTHING! Never mihiiihiind!" Clint hit lightly at Loki's forearms. "I'm fiihiiihiiiiine!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki gasped and pulled his hands away from the archer. “What- you hit me.” He acted like he was shocked and offended. “You hit me! Yes, your reactions are clearly unusual. Let me just test this out.” And with that, he drilled his fingers into Clint’s hips.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[archlee]

Clint glued his arms to his sides. "Noohoohooo I mean..." Then he clamped his mouth shut but giggles started to pour out anyways

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Yes, what do you mean?” Loki asked in a teasing tone. He started to wiggle his fingers slightly faster. “Please talk to me, Clint. I want to help you feel better.” He talked in an fake worried tone.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Hm, I’m not sure...” He drummed his fingers on Clint’s tummy. “You’re squirming an awful lot. Maybe your reflexes are off.”

[archlee]

The poor flustered archer watched Loki closely. Squeaking and lightly pushing at the tricksters hands. "Noohooo. They're not!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki feigned a worried expression. “But how can you be sure? I think I’ll have to conduct a full examination.” His fingers walked their way up to Clint’s ribcage and wiggled gently.

[archlee]

Clint looked at Loki's face and burst into giggles. "Nohoooo! Wahaaait!" His squirming increased.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki grinned. “What’s wrong? Am I doing something wrong?” His fingers slowly climbed higher until they were at one of Clint’s uppermost ribs. Then, he drilled in.

[archlee]

Clint shook his head. "nooohooohooooo." He continued to squirm before letting out a shriek trying to move his arms to protect that spot. Kicking his legs wildly.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki stopped tickling him as quickly as he’d started. “Something isn’t quite right. Your reactions seem to be amplified. That fall... it must have had quite an impact on you.” He smirked; it was clear he was joking.

[archlee]

Clint's body jolted as Loki stopped. "Whaat?" Clint was not following at all. He was too flustered.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki couldn’t help letting out a small giggle at Clint’s response. “Well, I just mean that you seem to be extra... sensitive.” He crawled his fingers to rest right under Clint’s arms. “Ticklish, perhaps, is a better word to use.”

[archlee]

"M-maybe I am" Clint's eyes got wide as he squirmed and shook his head. "Now wait just a second! Noooo. I thought you forgot!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki grinned widely. “Forgot that you were ticklish? Oh, but how could one forget such an important feature?” He slowly wiggled his fingers in Clint’s armpits, keeping the tickles light for now.

[archlee]

Loki grinned as he walked up to Clint. “Hey,” he said casually, leaning against the wall. “It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” He smiled. “How have you been?”

Clint looked. At Loki with a grin. "It has. Oh I've been alright. You?"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Hm, I’m not sure...” He drummed his fingers on Clint’s tummy. “You’re squirming an awful lot. Maybe your reflexes are off.”

[archlee]

The poor flustered archer watched Loki closely. Squeaking and lightly pushing at the tricksters hands. "Noohooo. They're not!"

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki feigned a worried expression. “But how can you be sure? I think I’ll have to conduct a full examination.” His fingers walked their way up to Clint’s ribcage and wiggled gently.

[archlee]

Clint looked at Loki's face and burst into giggles. "Nohoooo! Wahaaait!" His squirming increased.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki grinned. “What’s wrong? Am I doing something wrong?” His fingers slowly climbed higher until they were at one of Clint’s uppermost ribs. Then, he drilled in.

[archlee]

Clint shook his head. "nooohooohooooo." He continued to squirm before letting out a shriek trying to move his arms to protect that spot. Kicking his legs wildly.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki stopped tickling him as quickly as he’d started. “Something isn’t quite right. Your reactions seem to be amplified. That fall... it must have had quite an impact on you.” He smirked; it was clear he was joking.

[archlee]

Clint's body jolted as Loki stopped. "Whaat?" Clint was not following at all. He was too flustered.

[lo-ki-ticklish]

Loki couldn’t help letting out a small giggle at Clint’s response. “Well, I just mean that you seem to be extra... sensitive.” He crawled his fingers to rest right under Clint’s arms. “Ticklish, perhaps, is a better word to use.”

[mrs-laura-barton]

“You’re Clint’s wife, I presume?” Loki asked, smiling. “He speaks very highly of you.”

Laura smiled and nodded. “Indeed I am. You are?”

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Loki, the god of mischief and lies.” He held out his hand for her to shake. “And the biggest trickster to ever exist.” Yeah, he was cocky.

[mrs-laura-barton]

Laura shook his hand with a laugh. “That’s quote the name.”

[lo-ki-ticklish]

“Ah, just call me Loki,” he said with a small chuckle. “But thank you.”