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Trickster’s New Face || Loki & Wanda

Wanda didn’t usually venture down into the more corporate sections of the tower, but she was looking for her twin and she’d already determined he wasn’t anywhere up above. He’d slipped out of the infirmary earlier and she was pretty much the only one who had any hope of coaxing him back.

She was’t looking where she was going, which is why she didn’t notice the young man who stepped out of a room to her right. Not until they ran into her and he nearly knocked her over.

She gasped, grabbing onto his arm when he reached out to steady her. Green eyes flicked up to look at the man who had run into her. It wasn’t surprising that she didn’t recognize him. After all, there were a lot of workers and she didn’t leave the living areas often.

“I’m fine, sorry. I should have been watching where I was going,” she answered, taking a step back and righting her sweater. After a moments pause, she looked up at the young man, expression curious. “You haven’t seen a young man with white hair, have you?”

princeofliesandmischief

He released the girl and let her step back, but his eyes remained fixed on her, a worried expression on his face. It wouldn’t do if he ended up getting a reputation as someone to watch out for. Rude and uncaring. He needed to remain unnoticed.

“No, I haven’t seen anyone like that,” he answered truthfully. He’d paid minimal attention to the other people in the tower so far. Most of them were just inconsequential workers and at this point he was more concerned with learning where this face and the corresponding ID badge could get him. Still, he hadn’t noticed anyone with white hair.

“Did you lose someone?”

#avengingwitchmc #trickster's new face

unleashthxfalcon

Trickster and The Falcon

princeofliesandmischief

It took nearly an hour to get down to Brooklyn and another twenty minutes on top of that to try and find a good parking spot and shovel through the sea of people to get his morning coffee; a mocha from one of the corner shops just four blocks down from the VA that seemed to always get a fair amount of people on Mondays. If you count a line all the way out the door as fair.

He’s shockingly back out on the busy Brooklyn streets a mere 15 minutes later.

—-

“Pardon me excuse me–yes sorry–” He didn’t get more than a block down the street before some asshole bumped into him. Splattering his hot mocha all down his front and for once he just had to wear his favorite dress shirt. This day was just getting better and better.

Leaning down he picks up the remnants of his morning coffee before turning his heel on the curled haired blonde, teeth gritting as he tries his best not to blow up on other, even if he was the one that had splattered his coffee

princeofliesandmischief

Loki had slipped away from Asgard again, choosing to spend yet another day on Midgard. Not in the Tower, but on the streets stirring up a little bit of mischief. Not enough to draw too much attention to himself, just enough to keep himself entertained. It was a balancing act that he was used to playing.

He wore one of his disguises on the streets; blond curls and blue eyes, softer features, but enough of himself mixed in to appease his vanity. The occasional smiles he got from women (and once or twice, men as well) appealed to his ego as well and encouraged him to assume this form while out. He’d learned early that pretty enough people could get away with being more awful than average people could.

As he walked, his gaze settled on the newest target for his mischief. A man with a cup of hot coffee held carefully to avoid spillage. Perfect. He calmly walked along with the flow of people down the street until he got closer, then changed his angle just enough that his arm and shoulder slammed into the other man to cause his coffee to spill in such a way that seemed accidental on his part.

He had to resist laughing at the man’s reaction. It was worth the bit of coffee that had splattered on himself to see that anger in another’s face. “Sorry,” he said, managing to sound almost apologetic. “I wasn’t watching. Are you alright?”

#unleashthxfalcon #trickster and the falcon

Dream A Little Dream || Loki & Natasha

{kxtiik}

Getting himself into the tower was a surprisingly easy feat. Putting his plans into action would require a little more work. More scheming and waiting for the right moment. Luck seemed to favor the trickster, however, because of of his first targets seemed to be staying at the tower. No missions to get in his way just yet.

The security had been updated since the last time he had made himself at home in the tower, but a little studying while in a form people expected to see in the tower and a bit of cleverly applied magic let him slip through the sleeping tower unnoticed at night. It helped that he could shift his shape and hide in the shadows if need be. In that way, he arrived at Natasha’s room with no incident.

He had gathered some of what he needed from the mind of her partner. The archer had provided him with the foundation needed while he was under the trickster’s command. The next step was to gather a bit more information. To peer into her mind and see what he could find to use against her. He didn’t toy with this form of manipulation often, but he had enough experience to know what he was doing. A soft green glow gathered in the palm of his hand and then snaked its way like mist across the pillow to be breathed in by the sleeping mortal, tainting her dreams and giving him a temporary connection to them.

#kxtiik #dream a little dream #mc: starter

Trickster’s New Face || Loki & Wanda

{avengingwitchmc}

Getting into the tower had been far easier than he expected. He had only toyed with the idea briefly, but the opportunity had been opened to him far sooner than he had expected. It would be foolish to let it slip by. He'd need a better disguise, though. Something with a bit of clearance and a history already built up. That was what lead him to following a new intern on his way out one late night. He cornered the young man in an alley and dispatched him, sending what remained through a hastily summoned portal so that there would be no risk of the real intern being discovered.

He assumed the young man's appearance and used his ID badge to get back into the tower the next day. And as hardly a glance has been spared to the young man before, hardly a glance was spared for him. Until he ran into - and nearly bowled over - a young woman as he exited a break room.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" he asked, reaching out to steady her.

#avengingwitchmc #trickster's new face #mc: starter

Starter Call

I’m working on starters for: sergeant-buckybear avengingwitchmc kxtiik

If anyone else would like something, like this post to let me know.

#starter call

Morning Mischief || Open

It was a beautiful day. The sun had yet to fully rise and in the shadows of the tall buildings it was still pleasantly cool. People rushed by on the streets to get to their jobs or any other important engagement that would fill up their time. Pedestrians shouted, cars horns blared, and cyclists got in the way of both of them.

Loki had settled in at a table on the patio of a little cafe with decent tea, acceptable pastries, and wonderfully subservient waitstaff. It had quickly become one of his favorite little places in the city both because of the respect he was treated with there and the wide view of a busy street that if afforded him. It was the perfect place to sit and cause a little chaos.

Not that he needed to do anything too big to keep himself happy. Just a quick flick of his fingers to cause another customer’s drink to spill down their shirt was enough to bring a smile to his face. And who would think to look twice at the quiet blond minding his own business when little things like that went wrong? He felt secure in the knowledge that none of these mortals had ever gotten a decent enough look at his face to be able to recognize the passing resemblance this disguise held to his true form.

#mc: open #mc: starter #finally getting one of these up #since Loki has no reason to be in the tower

notbadjustmisled:

The fall of Afterlife and the disintegration of the Inhumans had had Lincoln reeling. While he hadn’t spent all his time in Afterlife before the brief war, Lincoln knew he had a true home to return to. With the one man who knew where it was dead, there was no going back ever. With their leader gone, there was no starting up again from the ruins.

He was exposed and out in the open, with no place to duck into cover when he needed to get away; cut loose from a wide network of similar people and grasping at a wholeness he was sure he would never quite feel again. There was nothing left for Lincoln to do but start his life back up. Alone.

Loki - or Logan, as he was introducing himself during his little excursions to Midgard - was never one for sitting still. Even when he had been trapped in that damned cell he had needed to get up and pace regularly. It was part of his thinking process. Sitting in quiet contemplation was all well and good, but there was nothing like getting up and walking to get the ideas going.

He was lost in his own head, barely paying attention to where he was going as he walked down the street, when his shoulder collided with that of another man. The disguised god stepped back to glare at the man before remembering himself and the ruse. Slowly, his face softened into a look of remorse.

“Apologies.”

#notbadjustmisled

lokihiddleston

I was watching again “Thor” and I saw that Loki has the same nervous gesture that his Mother ! And when they share their emotions.

#fc #mother dearest

Motivation || Drabble

Loki had underestimated just how unbearably tedious it would be to rule under the guise of Odin. He had the throne he had always desired, but the victory was bittersweet. There was no opposition or challenge. No mischief to be had or point he could prove because no one could know it wasn’t truly Odin ruling. This was not the way he had pictured his ascent to the throne, even if he had achieved his goal.

He had begun to go a little stir crazy just staying in Asgard and pretending to be Odin. He needed a way to let loose without risking being discovered, and that had driven him to start slipping away to Midgard through one of his ways unknown to Heimdall. While he could not truly be himself here, it was good to not have to pretend to be Odin for a little while.

Mischief in this city - as long as it was nothing too elaborate - all blended back into the background chaos the city existed in. It was freeing and he found himself returning again and again to get the need for mischief out of his system for while. Disguises were created, personas thought up, anything to keep himself entertained without arousing too much suspicion. This city was as good as a playground and he planned to enjoy himself.

#drabble #headcanon #to explain what he's doing here on midgard #he's still ruling asgard

arrythequeen

marvel challenge: [5/6] relationships: the Brothers (thor and loki).

Only one of you can ascend to the throne. But both of you were born to be kings!

#Witless oaf #fc

aegontargaryen

for the heart I once had

#fc #ghosts of what was

ladyuchiha23-deactivated2021111

“The boy I knew is dead. What remains is a creature I do not recognize. Frigga is why you still live, but this was the last time will ever see her. Spend the rest of your wicked days in the dungeons… Loki Laufeyson.”

#fc #ghosts of what was