behold LOKI OF ASGARD, trickster god & prince of lies.
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behold LOKI OF ASGARD, trickster god & prince of lies.
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‘ a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort . ’ @sovietsylph. ( FROM. )
“ & YOU? ”
it’s asked innocently enough, but there’s the faint acrimony of deceit behind those carefully—spun words. of course she’ll be able to sniff it out : never before has loki silvertongue met a mortal more gifted in the art of fallaciloquence than natalia. she can duel tongues on par with the greatest liar of the pantheon, after all.
“ is that a tacit admission, natalia? is there something that you’re trying to tell me without telling me? ”
‘ you can love and be loved , despite what may feel like the eternally brutal nature of the world . ’ @statesangria. ( FROM. )
THE TRICKSTER FIXES HIS EYES ON HER, sidelong, pale lips pressed thin against one another & the sentiment that’s building in his throat. indeed the world, the universe, is brutal, a terrible & cruel thing designed to tear even the gods from their stars. loki knows this firsthand, but chooses not to dwell on it : wallowing is far from his style.
“ ... ‘ love ’ is not a concept with which i am intimately familiar, ” he admits with a soft huff. “ relationships have not lasted & my family is ... well. you know the story. ” a dismissive wave. “ i’ve not needed it thus far to get by, i shall do just fine without. ”
so … i think loki’s outgrown the multi. i’ll answer my asks for him but starting tomorrow i’ll be moving him over to his own blog again! it’s time to prioritize my trickster god & captain levi now that i can use sessionbox. c;
‘ if i could have done it all again , i would have loved you better . but i could not have loved you more . ’ @gildedruins. ( FROM. )
CUE A GLANCE, one that’s oddly soft. a hand rises to gently tuck a strand of blond hair back into place, black—lacquered nails tracing a careful trail down his brother’s cheek before being snatched away as the trickster god turns away almost violently. such a bipolar dichotomy of actions is not UNLIKE him, & yet ...
“ you speak the word so casually, brother, that i could almost believe it, ” the liespinner grits out. “ love. how could the house of odin have loved me? you expect me to make peace with our history simply because you LOVE ME? because i am your brother? ”
loki turns back to face the thunderer, his pale lips pressed tightly together. “ AM I? am i your brother, thor? odin’s blood runs not through my veins, yet you still call me BROTHER. tell me WHY. ”
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NATALIA.
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natalia spins it on her index finger—- because she LACKS trust. ‘ doesn’t matter. it’s mine now. i had a dream, loki. —-we had… something. ‘ she pauses. her emerald eyes study him. his gaze. his familiarity. ‘ you were even in budapest with me. but that’s the thing. my mission to the red room was never in budapest. —- and i DON’T. have. my memories. ‘
‘ WHAT did you do to ME? ‘
THERE’S AN ALMOST FELINE GRACE, ethereal & elegant, to the god’s motions as he drifts across the room. he remembers, naturally, tailing her after she’d freed him from s.h.i.e.l.d., their bond struck for mutual benefit ; but where would be the fun in simply TELLING HER THAT?
“ i assure you, natalia, that i’ve done nothing to your memories, ” he freely admits, an acidic coil of his seiðr languidly snaking about his fingers as he raises a hand to touch the sharp end of the dagger. “ though you would be CORRECT in your statement that we had something. ”
“ ʟɪᴇs in your inbox with your dagger ” @sovietsylph.
PALE LIPS ARE CURLED INTO A PERFECT GRIN, then split to show a flash of teeth. his laughter comes breathy, sickly sweet, the chiming of the hour of morning through a night of horrors. DECEPTIVE. brief. as fleeting as hope during these terrible times.
“ & just what are you doing with THAT, dear natalia? how did you get it from my pocket dimension? ”
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“ presents him with a snow crown ! ” @bornice.
BY THE NORNS, what a generous gift this is! the trickster god preens as he bows his head for her to place the diadem in place, accepting it HUMBLY in light of her icy conjuration that he’d just witnessed. are humans truly capable of such magicks?
“ i’ve not seen a mortal with such wondrous powers before, my lady, ” loki croons. “ how is it that you’ve come by these abilities? ”
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Loki is the God of Mischief and his mischief is the thing that I love playing so much. His playfulness, his sense of fun. — Tom Hiddleston
THOR.
“ yes. ” no. maybe. he doesn’t know. for too long, he’s been carrying the weight of this universe on his shoulders —- and it has crushed him, time and time again. he sags against the wall, holding his hands in front of him. sparks fly from the tips of his fingers, fizzling out before they reach the blanket beneath them.
he holds out his hand, deciding that he wants the bottle back, after all. for so long, numbness had been his only option. somehow, loki has offered him another. thor has not yet decided if he deserves it. joy. there are so many moments between the pair where he comes close to feeling it again. like he might be worthy of it.
“ it has done me no good. losing it will make no difference. ” one of the sparks reaches the blanket, charring the fabric. the storm within him could not save this world, could not save loki, could not save asgard.
a small flame springs from the blanket, and thor looks almost guilty about it, even if he doesn’t move to put it out. “ will i need it when we find him? ”
“ I CAN UNBIND YOU WHEN THE TIME COMES, ” loki dismisses, dropping a hand to scoop up the little flame that’s eating away at the fibers of the blanket. it flickers on his palm before dancing about as he moves his fingers to & fro, a glib smile on his pale lips. “ it isn’t permanent. your magick shall be under my bidding, for good or ill. though i cannot unbind you in haste, it’ll have to be with the time & space for me to CONCENTRATE. ”
they each have their little idiosyncrasies, things that they haven’t shared. but loki doesn’t need to know all of thor’s truths to want to help him ; after all, he’s TURNED OVER A NEW LEAF. he doesn’t need to know what happened to this timeline’s loki. he doesn’t need to know why he’s missing or what his status is. the firebringer offers his not—brother a sympathetic look before waving the fire off of his hand, allowing it to hover beside him & slowly grow. “ should you choose that path, i can perform the rite for you. you may feel somewhat lighter afterwards, though, & possibly a bit TIRED. ”