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*will always miss you because koala tea*

no waht wai nu ;---;

I'm back now, shhh.

[forgottenliesmith]

"I was but a selfish CHILD, Loki, can you not see that?" the thunderer exclaimed, exasperated by the other's words. They were but a child's complaint, for no matter how treasured he had been to Odin and Frigga, Loki had still lived the life of a royal son. Perhaps not beloved, but it was considerably better than the world he would have lived in upon Jotunheim. "Would you have preferred a life with your Father, then? In that frozen world of tyrants you despise so much?"

"It matters not what I prefer, as my father found me too weak to rise as his heir!!" Loki rasped, feeling the walls of his throat clench and burn at the force of his words. He accepted a moment consumed by silence, shaking his head slightly. “Do you not despise them as well? Do you not wish to destroy the race that makes up my true lineage?"

[forgottenliesmith]

"They do not need to be forgotten. What anger you hold toward our father is reciprocated, for you know all he has done to me. It is nothing, I realize, in comparison to what lies he had constructed for the Jotun child... but he has little loyalty in me." For years, especially during his times as a teenager, he had been selfish and childish, wreaking havoc on the Nine Realms should his Father even ignore him for a week. "But you and I... what reasoning do you have to hate me so?"

"What reasoning do you have to ask such an idiotic question?!" the trickster returned in an unbelievably mocking tone. "Have you not listened to me before? Mm. It would not be so surprising..." His lips parted as his eyes suddenly sparkled with some strange, harbored insanity, darkening even further until they were a cold shade of jade masquerading as onyx. "I have been unseen and unwanted throughout my entire existence, lost in the glorious glow of the golden son. And you reveled in it. Not once did you see that I was thrown into the shadows, while you received all of the praise and adoration."

[forgottenliesmith]

"You say you are who you are, Loki, but I remember a time when you were a trickster of high spirits. When a prank for you would be a rat in the kitchens, and you and I would laugh and hide as the women there shrieked." It was a fond memory of his. Their childhood had been, perhaps, the only time the pair had been close. Age had separated them both by skill choices and wisdom, and it burned him even to this day. "Or have you forgotten?"

"Forgotten?" he repeated with his brows knitting together. "No no no, I haven't the need to forget them." His expression suddenly grew wintry, his eyes darkening in the bright light of the chamber. "They have grown lost all themselves." As he shifted his discomforting position ever-so-slightly, he bared his teeth, releasing a growl at the hot, stinging pain shooting throughout his muscles at the action.

[forgottenliesmith]

"How Jane is is none of your business, Loki. You have no right to even think of her in that mind of yours." The blonde was angered, and that was, of course, putting it lightly. "Why so confident? Your confinement is meant to bring you some humility."

Loki's lips spread in a deep smirk, his brows rising as he opened his arms, almost in a presenting manner. "I am the man I am," he purred, releasing a dark chuckle that reverberated against the transparent walls of his prison. "The only age of when my confidence was taken from me was in my childhood. I have grown, Odinson... and I have no need for humility."

[forgottenliesmith]

The blonde-haired god let out a breath he'd been holding, glad to see that his brother did not lash out at him right away. "I came to check in on you, to... make sure you were okay."

"How sweet," Loki growled sardonically, weakly gliding a shaking hand through his bloodied raven tresses. “And how is that pretty little mortal of yours? Consuming a good amount of your time, I see."

[forgottenliesmith]

Loki.

"Thor..." Loki breathed, slightly bewildered by a visit from the golden-haired god. "Why have you come?"

[thewasandshouldbeking]

AskThunderThor || Plans Awash || (closed)

Late autumn had left a crispness in the air that made for a pleasant ride out into the woodland at the foot of Asgard's mountains. The leaves of the trees were absolutely afire with red and gold, those that had already dropped sending up sweet, spicy, and earthy fragrances beneath their horses' hooves.

In spite of a diligent search, however, they'd turned up little evidence of any worthy game having passed through their chosen territory, and Loki was beginning to become both bored, and saddle sore. Now and then he took a half-hearted shot at startled doves and rabbits, but those would only serve for a campfire dinner if they decided to make another day's go of it.

Their spears had seen absolutely no use this day. 

"Thor..." Loki groused, arms folded across his mounts' withers, slouched in his saddle. It had, after all, been the thunderer's idea to drag the sorcerer out away from his tomes and scrolls for this expedition.