#clandestinearcher

[heimskrhefnd]

Muse's House on a Date [Situational meme]

Meme

The sound of knuckles rapping against the door pulled Loki from his thoughts and he stood from his armchair, running a hand over a stray lock of hair. Smirking at his reflection in the mirror, he walked to the door, pulling it open with a flourish and indicating for the archer to enter.

         "I heard dinner was a common option for courtship, and thus have tried my hand at mortal dishes, as this world doesn't have half the ingredients necessary for food back on Asgard. Of course, if it turns out inedible, I could always order something."

Mentally, he thanked his ability to pick up on skills quickly, it wouldn't do to be fumbling with a telephone in front of someone who'd laugh at his inability to use it.

[thecaptainhasfallen-blog-blog]

“You’re so in love with Natasha, it’s obvious"

Steve glanced up and arched an eyebrow at the archer, head tilting to the side slightly as he opened his mouth a few times, coming up with no response before finally managing to speak "What? I'm not in love with anyone."

[manufacturedpower]

"Quit screaming at me!"

"I’ll quit screaming at you when you quit being a little shit.”

[youusedme]

❝ Don’t tell me truth hurts, because it hurts like hell. ❞

"Don’t be so dramatic, Clint. Don’t you want the details on the situation or are you going to be reliant on going into the mission blind?" 

[teaandcoffeexwithtomandloki-blog]

Soulmate

Loki had always wondered about the name Clint that was written on his wrist. the young prince now of age had never been out of Asgard before other than on the small trips he took with his brother.

Now as a gift, his father let him go and explore the realm called Midgard.

He was now walking through the Midgardian city they called New York. It was warm so he had his summer wear on and his sleeves rolled to his elbows.

He looked around fascinated not watching where he was going which was a mistake because moments later, he crashed into some one.

"I am so sorry, i should have been looking where i was going, i’m visiting you see and everything is so fascinating i have not seen anything like it." He stood up and offered his hand to the man which just happened to be the one with his soul-mates name written on.

[teaandcoffeexwithtomandloki-blog]

Oh hello. can i help you with anything? (closed starter)

Tom was alone at home today, his room mate having gone to go visit his mother back in his home land back in the other universe.

He was reading over Loki's lines in the script as his hair dried from dying it black, when there was a knock on the door.

"Oh hello, Can i help you?" he asked with a smile when he opened the door.

[kingxfmischief]

{Swing Life Away}

Loki hadn't even paid any attention to the assembly, sitting near the door so that he could duck away early. One of the Avengers had come to talk about New York and anti-bullying and some bullshit. Loki knew it didn't fucking matter. The bullying never stopped, hell as the years went on, it just seemed to get worse and worse. And in the weeks following the attack on New York, the name "Loki" had been plastered everywhere on the internet and on news station as the homicidal God that had tried to take over the world and killed hundreds. That had only given the bullies new reasons to attack him and even his foster parents had become crueler to him, if that was possible.

As soon as he saw his chance, the teen ducked out the door of the auditorium in the midst of some questions. Somehow he managed to get past the teachers, holding his bag tightly over his shoulder. The teen planned to get to his next class and just wait there. What he didn't notice was the two bullies that had followed him out into the hallways.

But then they pulled him into the bathroom, with a good 15 minutes to beat him and harm him in anyway they could. They left him as the bell rang and he scrambled to get dressed, breaking down. When the final bell rang and the halls were empty, Loki scrambled to his feet and stumbled weakly out into the hallway.

[vintagedeck-archive-blog]

"What are you?"

"Shield Designation 1-4-7, Inanimate to Animate. In layman’s terms, I’m an object that became human. Well, in my case I’m a collection of things." Decker said with the air of someone who’d already explained this 14,000 times before. "My owner’s name was Phil Coulson and I was his Captain America cards. My name is Decker, for "deck" of cards."