Loki, God of Mischief

[loki-thedeceiver]

picturedspells​:

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Jenny was excited for the bonfire, but even more excited for the callopian hydrajout Loki had promised them.

Arriving, Jenny made a beeline for Loki. She’d never officially met them before, but she’d seen their picture in the town group chat, so she knew who she was looking for. She had the perfect gift to exchange in her pocket as well.

“It’s gorgeous,” they said, coming up beside Loki and looking into their brilliant fire. “I wish I had magical powers and could do this sort of thing.”

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After the chips had been collected, Loki knew that it was only a matter of time before this particular snack was collected. Much like the one for Rey, it had been harder to locate, making it far more intriguing than anything to be had on Earth. 

The musing made them tip their head to study her. “Magic in large degrees is rare even among my people,” they shrugged. Rolling their hand, a flash of green light summoned her snack that they carefully held out. 

[loki-thedeceiver]

redainianbard·:

“Personally, I think it looks great, it looks almost Fantastical!” The Bard continued plucking away on his lute, a lively melody echoed around. “We have never had anything like this back home. if there was smoke or a fire it was often a bad sign. but it’s nice to see something happy for a change” Jaskier smiled as a tear was brought to his eye.

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Loki couldn’t stop the arch of their eyebrow. Bards and minstrels rarely struck their fancy as a general rule. They liked to read their stories rather than hear them told. “Ah, I see. I am used to fires being used for various things.” Parties... Funerals... He didn’t think often of the latter, as they didn’t happen often in his life and when they did, well... “I am... glad you enjoy it.” 

[loki-thedeceiver]

wickedpotions​:

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CONNER CLUTCHED A BOTTLE OF WHISKY IN ONE HAND AND CARRIED TWO CASES OF BEER - ONE UNDER EACH ARM.  steph had laughed at the beer, making a joke about him being a frat boy, but at least it wasn’t white claws that he’d grabbed.  The bonfire was already lively, despite the fact that he was certain Loki and Jack hadn’t intended that.  He dropped the two cases off where all the food seemed to be gathering, then tracked down the host.  After all, he had hot chips to get.  Krypto stuck close to him, though he could see the dog eyeing the guests with interest.

   He studied the fire for a moment at Loki’s question, tilting his head.  ❝ It’s definitely a rainbow.  Pretty cool.  We don’t see this kinda stuff at home a lot, though there are a lot less magic users there. ❞  He extended the bottle out to Loki, wiggling it slightly.  ❝ I brought the good.  Purchased with Steph’s help, though I think she ran off somewhere else.  We were promised Takis and Hot Cheetos in return. ❞

❃゜・。. ・°゜

They were familiar with how few people actually dealt with magic users on a regular basis. “Sometimes, magic just needs to be pretty and not practical,” they shrugged before smirking at the sight of the bottle being held out. “Brilliant.” It wasn’t going to do anything in the way of intoxication, but the flavor would be preferable to what most of them would be drinking. 

A wave of his hand dismissed the illusion where he’d hidden away the requested chips for this particular exchange. “Four bags of each chip, plus one extra, for the party.” 

[loki-thedeceiver]

snowballsandfun·:

Thank all the existing gods and the ones he hadn’t even met yet that Loki was here in Sallow Hills. Jack was already climbing the walls from being stuck in one place for so long, but he thought he’d be well and truly going off the deep end without them here. If he was going to be trapped someplace so boring, at least he had maybe the one being who actually understood him. They seemed content to meet his need for entertainment, and Jack tried to return the favor whenever he could.

He knew that Loki secretly loved attention, and it was long overdue. They’d been a model citizen here in Sallow Hills, and they deserved appreciation. Jack, on the other hand, preferred to fade into the background when there were a lot of eyes, and he didn’t mind hanging back and letting them soak up the attention. His smile was a little softer than usual as he watched the colors shift, hands in the pockets of his blue hoodie. “It looks like the Bifrost.” He only had Loki’s conjured illusions for comparison, since he’d never been to Asgard, but it was unmistakable.

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There was nothing about meeting Jack’s need for entertainment that grated on them, not even close. It would likely be different if it were a constant demand, but that wasn’t the way they were. What had been done for Jack’s benefit and amusement had taken on a new life, and while they liked the attention for a while, they found a part of themselves wishing it were just them and Jack. 

That soft smile did something strange to them and they returned their attention to the fire. “It does,” they agreed with a firm nod, approving the results of their work. “I figured it was fitting for this.” They waved their hand as though to incorporate the long party of the town for the month. Flicking their hand, a neatly stacked s’more appeared and they held it over to him. 

[loki-thedeceiver]

endlxssnights​:

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Rhiannon placed the small flyer in her window, tucked in between the window panes. Having sales, classes, anything she would need to advertise for was far too much work for her. People knew exactly what the Cauldron was, the people that frequented her shop knew exactly what to expect. However something like this… she could see it being important to Tal. It was why Rhiannon had been saving this particular idea until pride month, knowing it would gain more traction with townspeople that would be interested in ‘passing’.

To most, it was a ‘free’ class on glamours. Rhiannon did ask for payment, but nothing humans would see as important. A physical piece of their home, their childhood. Small things necessary for performing the glamours she taught.

Footsteps behind her slowed, then stilled. Rhiannon turned, judging the newcomer. As if they could sneak up on a Sídhe. “Are you going to stare or are you interested in the glamour class?”

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They were observant by nature, careful by necessity. Even on the rare times they and Rhiannon offered one another a temporary olive branch, they were exceedingly careful. As she turned around to look to look at them, their eyebrow raised and they shifted back to their usual form. 

“After a fashion, I suppose,” they smirked slowly, tipping their head to study the Sidhe. They could only begin to consider how deep this ran for her, for her connection to the human she claimed. They actually liked the idea of what she was doing for the month, helping those who didn’t have his natural gifts. 

[loki-thedeceiver]

~Open Starter - Pride Bonfire~

What had been originally been intended as something to amuse Jack had slowly taken on an entirely different life. As grumpy as they came across in the town’s chat, there was a part of them that was quietly, secretly pleased at being treated simply as a person having their magic enjoyed. It wasn’t something they experienced often, but then, they knew this town was something... different. 

Their blatantly ridiculous fire was in front of them and they studied it, considering how the wanted the rainbow to look. A part of them was missing home and the bridge there and it certainly guided their heart as they slowly started to change it from its brilliant grin to something festive for the month. “What do you think?” 

[loki-thedeceiver]

onyourleftrogers​:

If Steve were here to fight, he would have made that clear from the beginning. Striking from behind was nothing short of cowardly. He was a lot of things, not all of them great, but he wasn’t a coward. But then, he wouldn’t have wanted Loki at his back either, so he couldn’t really be offended. “Likewise,” he agreed with a small, thoughtful nod. He wasn’t a liar either, and he had a feeling that was only the beginning of uncomfortable truths in this conversation.

“I’m afraid it’s got nothing on your Asgardian liquor.” He accepted the glass and took a sip, if only to show that it was safe to drink. Steve had never in his life poisoned someone; it was ridiculous even to think about, but he wouldn’t blame them for being cautious. He tipped his head in acknowledgement, honored that Thor had included his Earth friends in his battle stories. Steve was glad, again, that he hadn’t been present for the civil war. He didn’t want to know what side his friend would have taken.

It was a slight change in topic, but he sensed they would get around to their point eventually. Oddly, the question confirmed something Steve had suspected for a while: he and Loki weren’t from the same timeline. There had been the off comment here and there coupled with Loki’s changed behavior, but there was no reason to ask something like that otherwise. “The Avengers got a divorce, I broke half of them out of the Raft, and we went on the run. Passed through a weird town in Wales and realized I couldn’t get out.” His eyes were steady on them as he took another drink, but he didn’t ask the obvious return question. He hadn’t come here to learn about his future.

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Loki knew that the Captain was no coward, never expected him to be one. Thor would not have held him in the regard that he did if he had been. It was the sheer discomfort of having anyone they didn't thoroughly trust at their back, really, and those were countable on less than one hand. The sharp smile remained at his honest answer, knowing the uncomfortable truths were just beginning.

"Very little does," they said bluntly, shrugging lightly as they took a sip. It wasn't bad, as far as Midgardian liquor went, really, and they took another. They still couldn't quite understand the fondness their brother held for humans, but then he didn't keep company with normal ones as far as they could tell, either. The pair of them had been through their own trials that they wouldn't have wished on anyone.

The new knowledge that Steve Rogers had no knowledge of Thanos or the havoc he had caused across the universe made them soften slightly, grateful that someone hadn't had to survive all of that. "That is a very good thing, Captain Rogers," they stated simply, draining their glass as they looked at him. They had no intention of simply offering up their truth, not when there was no reason to at all.

[loki-thedeceiver]

onyourleftrogers​:

Steve could handle Loki taking on the forms of his friends. As annoyances went, it was minor, and it usually didn’t take much to see through them, especially if he started with the premise that it was unlikely for any of them to actually turn up here. As always, Bucky was the exception and the obvious crack in his armor, but everyone in their world and now this one knew how far Steve would go for him.

He trailed them toward the back of the shop and set the bottle on the counter. The pent up energy in him didn’t want to sit, but he did anyway in the hopes they could keep this civil. He’d come here to smooth edges, not pick a fight. “Overdue, probably. I guess I thought we were doing each other a favor by staying in our lanes. Obviously, I was wrong.”

He paused, but it wasn’t like Steve to dance around an issue. He met their gaze, steady as ever. “I heard what you said, and I’m sorry. I never intended to treat you like some villain out of a story. You haven’t done anything to deserve that here. And I’m guessing none of us knew the whole story behind it in New York.” There was no prompting in it to tell the rest. Loki didn’t owe him an explanation about things that were long over. It was just a statement of fact, something it had taken him too long to realize.

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They didn't trust having the Captain at their back and it bristled every step of the way. They tried reminding themself that this was Thor's friend, a man out of time whom he'd stood alongside in multiple battles. It did nothing to help. As soon as they were able, they put their back to a wall, sharp green eyes steady on the overly large man in front of them. "I've rather liked you not being in my way," their smile was purposefully sharp when they turned it on him, reaching for the bottle and opening it.

Pouring into two glasses, they kept their gaze steady on Rogers, caution and wariness clearly written there. Their eyes drifted over the man, missing so many of the shadows that they knew had grown in him. "Apologies from the man out of time himself," Loki mused as they picked up their glass to have something else to do with their hands. Idleness only suited the Asgardian so far, really.

They let silence hang for a moment, purposefully heavy, before they finally took a drink. "Thor was fond of telling his favorite stories of battles fought," they said, knowing they couldn't stop the soft ache of missing their brother now, "In recent times, he had added those with the Avengers." They took another drink as they slid an assessing gaze over Steve. "What happened before you wound up here, Captain?"

[loki-thedeceiver]

snowballsandfun​:

easter egg hunt | loki & jack

@loki-thedeceiver​

Christmas had passed with no sign of North, so Jack wasn’t really expecting to see Bunnymund either, but it was still off-putting when Easter went on without him. He didn’t understand why Manny would make him a Guardian and then send him here, where there were no other Guardians or, indeed, any particular threats that he could pinpoint. If it was another long game, Jack had grumpily reminded him that he could just open his mouth and say something instead of waiting three hundred years for him to figure it out himself. He wasn’t that bad at following directions, at least when he agreed with them.

In the meantime, it was spring, and he figured he’d better put in a real search for his staff before the weather turned too warm instead the half-assed looking around he’d been doing. He wasn’t positive the heat would bother him, but he was positive that his powers were at a low point without it. Besides, it wouldn’t be good if it fell into someone’s hands who was capable of using it, which he wasn’t positive about either. That was a lot of uncertainty, even for someone who was used to winging it.

Loki was kind enough to tromp through the woods with him to look for it, and the irony of looking for a particular piece of wood while they were surrounded by other bits of wood was not lost on him. His bare feet were silent as he walked lengthwise down a fallen log, balancing easily in spite of the fact that he was earthbound without his staff. He hopped off the end and peered inside, not really expecting to find anything. “Is it weird I’m kind of hoping we find an Easter egg?” he chuckled. He didn’t even like the Easter Kangaroo that much, but there would have been something reassuring about knowing he was around.

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Loki had done what they could to keep Jack company and distract themselves from the things in their life they were struggling with. It was nice, having someone around that just made it easy. As everything had warmed and they left winter behind, they had been struggling with a feeling in their chest that they were mostly unfamiliar with most of the time: concern.

When Jack had asked for their help properly looking for his staff, they had agreed easily. It was preferable to spending the day in the shop, anyway. As they strode through the forest, they watched Jack balance along a log as they let thoughts roll through their mind. “If you were talking to anyone else, I’m sure it would be,” they chuckled with a light shake of their head. 

They could understand the wish to see something that meant someone familiar was there, even if you didn’t want them trapped as well. They couldn’t help but look at the sky during a storm with every crack of the thunder, the wish to see that ridiculous red cape flaring. “Jack,” they looked over to him and quickly soothed out the slight furrow between their brows. “You can’t travel out of the heat,” they didn’t pull the punch at all. 

[loki-thedeceiver]

ofmvoonlight​:

“Ah well great! I have always loved doing other people’s make up but I haven’t been able to do that in a very long time. Shame really” Magnus said. He had also not had the time to help other people with their make up due to the fact that he was a doctor. His job took over every single second of his day. Sometimes it even lingered in his mind when he got home. Leaving work had always been hard for him. Especially if he had not been able to save someone. 

“Oh my! I haven’t introduced myself. How rude of me. I’m Magnus Bane and I will be your make up artist for the day” extending his hand towards the other, a beaming smile could be seen on his face.

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“Why is it a shame?” They didn’t put much thought into time other people outside of Jack and missing their brother. It didn’t matter how good they were or what good they did, they couldn’t imagine putting so much time into other people. Certainly not enough to be something like a doctor. 

Watching the man carefully, their head tipped as a hand was extended to them. “Magnus Bane, I am Loki Laufeyson,” they introduced themselves as they accepted the offered hand to give it a firm shake. “I suppose we should get this show on the road, then.” 

[loki-thedeceiver]

onyourleftrogers​:

Steve also regretted a little getting involved in the group chat. It was juvenile, and it rarely went anywhere useful. In this case, though, it had revealed more than he’d expected it to about Loki’s true feelings. There was too much bitterness there for them to be lying about all of it. That expression alone told him he was right to come here. There was no reason anyone in town should be looking at him with that much suspicion and distrust, not even a former enemy. He wasn’t even entirely sure that’s what Loki was.

He kept his own expression neutral but open as he offered the bottle, without moving any closer in case they didn’t want him in their space. “Peace offering? I thought we could talk, if you have a few minutes.” He wouldn’t have left them an out if not for the fact that he’d barged into their workplace. If they were, indeed, too busy to talk, it would only put Steve off temporarily. He’d keep trying, and given his reputation for stubbornness, he was guessing Loki knew that.

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Often, they'd mocked theirr brother, and more recently the Captain, by turning into their friends in turn. It had been so long since anyone had looked at them in camaraderie, until Jack came to town. They hadn't realized how much they had missed it, having someone who saw them and thought well of them. Thor looking at them that way had helped turn their life, had made them do everything that they could to (most likely futilely) save their people. 

The outreached hand with the bottle made their eyes narrow further. If fit wasn't for the fact that they didn't particularly care much about what Rhiannon had to say about how they spent their time in the shop, they would have immediately told him to shove off. Rolling their eyes, they dropped their arms and strode past to flip the closed sign. "Very well," they gave in and led them off to a place they could sit.

[loki-thedeceiver]

ofmvoonlight​:

“Ah yeah make up can take up way too much of your time. I agree. But I also can’t get away from it because it is truly one of the best things in my eyes. There are so many different ways to use make up. What I love the most is how creative people can get. I never get bored of watching people work on their make up and the colors they will use for the eyes and the lipstick that will match the rest of the look” he rambled and sighed softly. He may love working as a doctor but make up? Now that was another one of his many passions.

Letting a couple of silent seconds pass, Magnus then walked up to the other and beamed. “I could help you with the make up if you want to? Unless I have totally creeped you out with that little speech I did just now”

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They tipped their head to listen to the ramblings and couldn’t help but think that usually they would be annoyed. However, they couldn’t find anything in any of it that they truly disagreed with. It was slightly surprising to them and they simply blinked for a moment because of it. 

A soft, surprised laugh escaped them when he walked closer and offered to help. “It wasn’t creepy,” they finally murmured, tipping their head to consider the other. “I had been thinking of all the times I would watch my mother with hers,” they admitted before sighing softly. “I never managed to pick up her skills. I have no patience for it.” 

[loki-thedeceiver]

onyourleftrogers​:

non sum qualis eram | loki & steve

@loki-thedeceiver​

Steve had been mulling over his conversation with Loki for a couple days while he decided what he wanted to do about it. It was one thing for Loki to hide his things and turn his motorcycle pink and impersonate the other Avengers, but for the most part, they’d stayed out of each other’s way in Sallow Hills. It was another for him to think Steve still considered him the villain who had let an army of Chitauri into New York City with the intent of taking over the Earth.

It hadn’t escaped his notice that Loki hadn’t done anything remotely threatening in all their time in Sallow Hills, or ever outside of that one incident, which made him doubt he understood their motivations for that one. He’d talked it over with Bucky because there was nothing he didn’t share with him, and while his partner hadn’t been there, that actually gave him more objectivity on the matter. They both agreed there was more to that story. But it didn’t matter what he thought if Loki believed he was still holding a grudge.

Steve knew too well how expectations could shape outcomes. Call someone a villain enough and they almost invariably became one. He couldn’t let that stand, so he did something he’d never done in Sallow Hills and deliberately sought Loki out. He’d picked up a bottle of some of the strongest liquor they sold in town as a kind of peace offering. If they chugged it really fast, they might feel some of the effects, but otherwise they’d just have to enjoy it for its taste. If it didn’t make a dent in super soldiers, he doubted it would have an effect on Asgardians. He’d never been inside the magic shop, but he knew enough to make sure it was otherwise empty before he approached. It seemed more neutral than approaching them at their home.

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Loki was never one for long periods of intense introspection. There really was no point, as what they did rarely would have been any different if they were the ones making the decision. The decision to annoy the Captain here had been born out of boredom and familiarity. After all, the man had been the only touchstone, the only familiar thing. For a being who had lived over a thousand years, being trapped in a singular location with no hope of leaving was a type of hell that they didn't know how to describe. 

The only thing they had tried to do was continue to attempt to get out. Thor, they hoped, was somewhere out there. They didn't like that he was out there, that they had no idea if any of their people survived anywhere. It wasn't something they allowed themselves to dwell on, but in the quiet moments when they were alone, their mind drifted often. That damnably good Captain had added onto the pile with the group text. There was a reason Loki never participated in the town chat. 

When the bell to the shop rang, they were slightly surprised, having been enjoying the silence of the shop. Coming around a set of shelves, they stopped in their tracks at the sight that greeted them. "What brings you here?" The suspicion was clear on their face as they crossed their arms to study him from across the space.

[tomhiddleston-loki]

The pose

[loki-thedeceiver]

ofmvoonlight​:

Humming softly on a song that was stuck in his head, Magnus walked down the pavement. It was his day off because yes even he had days when he needed to sit back and relax. Magnus had a tendency to take on too much responsibility which ends up with him drained after a month. He had always been someone who wanted to help people and to be there for them. But he had to learn to also take some time to take care of himself.

Which was why he was now on his way to one of his favourite make up stores. He was in his own little bubble but when he turned the corner, he stopped when he saw someone stand by the window. “Ah hello there. Are you admiring the beauty of the make up? Or are you going to enter?” he asked as he approached the other.

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They thought their memory had swept them away until the sound of a voice pulled them from the maelstrom in their head. They weren’t quite used to anyone paying them much mind beyond hostility or blandness if it wasn’t Jack. Which, they were quite fine with, but there were times they couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like if it were even just a little different. After more than a thousand years of existence, however, habits were hard to break. 

The question made them arch a dark eyebrow as they turned to study the source. “It is lovely and fascinating,” they admitted, “But I don’t have the patience for it.” Glamours were quick and easy. The pots, palettes, and brushes all seemed at once overmuch and soothing. 

[loki-thedeceiver]

snowballsandfun·:

The front of Jack’s mind knew that was an anger response, but he kind of liked Loki best when they were all icy and blue, and he had to fight down a smile. Then again, smiling at other people’s negative reactions was kind of a knee-jerk reaction with him. “Does she really know, or is she just pretending to know?” He doubted he could get any more answers than Loki could, but between the two of them, they could make her life fairly unpleasant if they wanted to.

“Of course. I only look like I’m not paying attention so no one expects anything from me.” He grinned, nudging their shoulder gently with his. Admittedly, Jack wasn’t most people’s first choice for sharing their stories. He didn’t really want that responsibility, as a general rule, if there was someone else around to take it. But Loki was a friend, and he cared what his friends had to say.

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The question made him chuckle slightly, though the sound was dark and far from amused. “There’s a knowing there. Of what, however, is the real question when it comes to that damned.... creature.” They weren’t even quite sure they would put Sallow in the category of human without knowing more. In this town, one could never be quite sure. 

Jack got one of Loki’s rare, genuine smiles. They weren’t sure they had given it to anyone really in their time in Sallow Hills. Perhaps the young vampire mage or the girl, but they would have been the only ones to get close. “Asgard,” they admitted to him, sliding their eyes to him. Gilded, brilliant, and beautiful, the place had been their prison often enough and they’d rarely been thoroughly welcomed. 

[loki-thedeceiver]

endlxssnights·:

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Rhiannon hummed, reaching into a drawer behind the register for paper and a pencil, thankfully free of any metal caps. It was easier to draw the more inhuman parts of her kind, specifically the one she would start with. Her illustrations had always fallen flat, perfect recreations without the human element to them. Her imagination, while boundless to Sídhe, was nothing compared to humans who were truly talented.

“We’ll start with the ones that could blend in with humans. Better than most of our kind can, anyways.” The fangs were the same as Rhiannon’s own. She hadn’t seen much variation within the Unseelie. However the owl-like eyes, the markings etched into the other Sídhe’s skin were all their own. “I only know of one other that was there. He was more… Eldritch Horror, as the humans would call it.”

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Loki hadn’t gone on any metal sprees in the shop lately, between rather bored of it and having other uses for their magic. They let the fae sketch out their brethren on paper, watching from a slight distance. They did have some sense of self preservation, not wanting to get too close because while they could heal from most things, they didn’t always like it. 

“Eldritch horrors are certainly more interesting than most,” they mused, tipping their head to study the illustration. Rather than a full shift, they started by slowly changing features on their current form, allowed Rhiannon to study as they did and make corresponding adjustments. It was far easier for them to study their reflection in a mirror and project it later than utilize a drawing.