#exquiste-minx

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How come he's so damn lonely?

The whispers of affection, of joy, of love, seem to plague him like a disease. The haunting howls and mocks of what could be astound him in the night. Must it never end?

The lonely look on his face is a surprise, as there is usually scorn at such a topic.

".....sentiment."

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Mommy... Where´s daddy?

As much as he thought he’d prepared himself for parenting, Loki always came upon new surprises such as this one. No amount of reading or studying could have told him what real parenting would be like. He had known the question would come eventually. Evidently, five years after the birth. It was a hard question to answer, but Loki would never let his baby down.

Slowly setting down the book he was reading, he knelt on the ground in front of his child, gently taking their hands in his own. “Sweetheart. Your father….” Loki didn’t often like to think of the memory, of what was simply a client gone wrong. The minx adored all his past clients and they all respected him, but when his anti-pregnancy potions had stopped working, Loki was forced to abandon that line of work. In the long run, it was a good choice and Loki had ended up with a beautiful baby girl, but there were times that he missed his freedom.

Loki gently smoothed back a lock of her hair, his thumb caressing the skin of her rosy cheek. “Your father left long ago,” he responded truthfully, “He and I had an….argument and he decided it would be best to leave. I suspect he is in another realm now.” This part was a lie, the man had left because he’d never wanted a child to begin with. Loki may be a Jotun, but he wasn’t a killer and he wasn’t going to abort an innocent child. Besides, this girl was the best thing that ever happened to him.

"It’s not your fault that he left, my dear." Loki offered her a sweet smile. "You don’t need to worry about him now. You have me and I will never leave you." Loki knew how hard it was only having one parent and he was doing his best to raise her, but sometimes one parent wasn’t enough. He didn’t want to let her down.

"Come now. Would you like me to braid your hair?" Spending time with his daughter was one of the things that helped Loki forget who he was for a little while. He could be distracted from reality for the time being. Smiling, the runt maneuvered behind her to begin, happy with the new life he’d constructed for them both.

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Valentine's Day [Open RP]

Valentine's Day.

It was more of a Midgardian holiday, but because most of the Aesir fancied the mortals, they often celebrated as well. On this day, you would often spot spouses spending time together, buying each other gifts and tokens, kissing, everything. Some houses were even decorated with things the Aesir thought the Midgardians would put up, paper hearts, paper people, everything that had to do with love.

Thought there were other days for celebration that were far larger than this one, couples and families still danced in the streets and sang their hearts out to have a good time. The Aesir was a cheerful race and took great joy in all celebrations. Feasts ranged all day long, people gorged themselves, celebrated with their significant other, and had a good time.

Loki didn't have that luxury. Because he was only a courtesan, not only was he viewed as worthless when it came to this holiday, but he didn't have a mate to celebrate with either. Not that he minded. He knew when he came into this business what he was getting into and he didn't care that he was selling himself for money. He loved it. He felt loved by all and he didn't have to devote his attentions to a singular being.

But when this particular holiday came around, one expressing love and marriage and the like, Loki couldn't help but feel saddened. Somewhere, in his cold, emotionless heart, he wished he could have what everyone else did. He wished for that one person that would steal his breath away, that would be the equivalent of the stars shining down on him, that would make him feel wanted. Granted, he already felt wanted, but not in this way. Loki sat brooding nearly the entire day. Sales were down because everyone wanted to be with their wives and didn't want to bother with concubines. Not even the nobles did.

Loki tried anyway, but ended up giving up and simply roaming the palace. It was filled with laughter and joy, there was a feast going on. Loki wasn't allowed inside, but he imagined how heartwarming it might have been inside. He wished that even thought he had no lifelong mate, that just one person would come along to spend the day with him. That they could eat together and enjoy each other's presence for the day, maybe lay with each other, and then it would be over. No attachments, just company for the day.

Loki's dreams were just that, he didn't have much hope that someone would approach him. Still, the Jotun wandered the expanse of the palace, wearing his usual loincloth and light fur over his shoulders. His arms were crossed in an almost lonely expression, though Loki would never admit it. The poor little Minx didn't think he'd ever find love.

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Mun's Note

Hello! I just wanted to post a little thing kind of explaining my being online and such, so no one gets mad. It doesn't seem like many people are interested in Minx and that makes me sad, but I thought I'd post something anyway.

When it comes to replies, I do my best to get them to you right away. I really love Minx and his character comes naturally to me, so I love RPing him. I did hope to get more RP's started, but oh well. If I don't respond to you for any length of time, I guarantee it's not because I don't like you. It's because either a) I'm busy, b) I'm depressed, or c) I find it hard to RP with your muse for whatever reason. It's not personal, you are all very lovely writers, sometimes it just takes a while for me to get in the mood. I hope you can understand that.

As for ships, I'm open to anything, really. Though Minx is bisexual, he's more gay than straight. He's a concubine, it's hard for him to really find interest in women. Thorki is my OTP and I prefer it to any other ship, but if you talk to me about it first, I'll consider other ships.

This is just a pet peeve of mine, but I really hate weak and flimsy characters. I made Minx specifically strong and sassy, someone who is not easy to crumble or crack. If your muse is in need of a knight in shining armor, Minx will come to the rescue, but he's not a big fan of love. He lives for lust. Granted, he may eventually fall in love with someone, but that's later down the road, if I get there.

Minx is multiverse and will probably always be that way. I like to give people as many opportunities to RP with him as possible.

My posts are very long and detailed. I expect you to do the same. I don't care about actions so much as thoughts. However, there has to be an equal amount of actions and thoughts in a reply, if you know what I mean. I do my best to give quality RP and it's only fair that it's returned.

Please, don't hesitate to ask for RP. I literally have no life. I recently quite my job so the only things that take up my time are school work and musical theater. Come into my asks, reblog things, ask for RP. I don't bite, but sometimes I can be picky. Depends on my mood. I'm only human, after all.

That should be all, but my ask box is always open and I'm a bored, introverted loner so come annoy me! Please!

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Save Me [Open RP]

Loki lived a relatively normal life, one he was proud of. If he regretted things, he always made sure there was a lesson to be learned and then moved on. Loki tended to do whatever he wanted, trying not to upset too many people, and the public was okay with it. He’d been on Asgard long enough that they now accepted him into their realm. Loki was every much an Asgardian as they were. However, he was Jotun and that part wouldn’t change. Ever since Loki had appeared for good on Asgard, the Aesir didn’t think Jotunheim any differently because Loki was kind. He was not brutal and ruthless and mean like most other Jotuns. The Aesir respected him, in their own way.

Never in a million years could Loki have imagined he’d return to Jotunheim. The Jotun was born and raised there, yes, but his father was abusive. Loki’s dam had died when Loki was very young so the little ‘un wasn’t used to kindness any longer. Not from his family. His two brothers, Byleistr and Helblindi were as ruthless as ever. They teased Loki for his size, teased his magic gifts, said the only thing he could be used for was selling his cunt. Loki took the insults with shame because he had no other way to cope.

When Loki started maturing, his body changed for the better. He grew taller and thinner, small breasts began to form, even his lower quim began to make itself known. Not all Jotuns had dual sexes, as Loki did, and that was only another reason he was teased. He went into heat like all the other women did and he had no one to help him through it. The first time he experienced a heat, he thought he was dying because no one would explain it to him. He found out only when Helblindi and his friends teased and shouted relentlessly. After the period was over, Loki decided things had to change.

The smaller Jotun went to work on devising his plan. Several more years had passed, a few decades even, but Loki could finally go to Asgard. He’d always dreamed of what it would be like, of what it looked and felt like and how the people were. These years had paid off because Loki, small as he was, had made an Aesir friend. She was a beauty in Asgardian standards and yet, had no royal blood and was shunned to the brothels. She always said she didn’t mind.

Loki was given a job at the place she worked at and he left Jotunheim in the dust. Laufey never knew what hit him. Loki was safe upon Asgard, he knew because a lot of meetings had gone into his arrival. Though Loki had never met the royal family, Odin had gone through many lengths in order to secure Loki’s safety upon Asgard. His situation was understood and though he was watched over very carefully in the first few years, Odin allowed him to stay. Laufey was not happy.

But Laufey was a clever king and he waited. He let Loki whore himself out among the men, biding his time until the moment was just right. The moment was now.

Before Loki could blink, the Jotuns had invaded. Not a full-out war, but enough to strike fear into the Aesir. The Jotuns found Loki and dragged him from his home, all the way to the palace and the throne room, where his father was waiting. Odin did not look pleased. Laufey looked smug. Words were exchanged, people yelled, Loki struggled.

He didn’t want to go back, he didn’t want to leave, he yelled. Odin was fighting in Loki’s defense, Laufey was using his heritage as a play. But in the end, Odin couldn’t do anything without waging a war. Loki was rightfully Laufey’s and Odin had to let the boy go. Many Aesir would be saddened to see Loki leave, but there were always other whores to run to.

Loki was frightened out of his mind. He just knew that when they got to Jotunheim, Laufey and his brothers would beat him and yell at him and possibly lock him up. It would be the beginning of a thousand years of torture. Loki was so scared, he was crying hysterically.

"Please!" he pleaded, tears streaming down his blue face as he was dragged out, "Don’t make me go! I can’t go back! Stop!" He was desperate for anyone to hear his plea, to save him from the misery he was heading into. Norns knew what his family would make him do. He’d be the whore of Jotunheim now, probably to his own family. They had no mercy. Loki was in for a lifetime of torment.

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OOC:

Apparently, It's a lot harder to find RP on tumblr than I'd hoped, but I'll try to write some more solos. I wanted to let everyone know that Loki could be intersex if you want him to be. It really depends on your preference on if you want him just male or not, so it depends on the verse. I really enjoy intersex!Loki so if you would like Minx to be like that, just tell me and it will happen. I do write NSFW things and I'm not afraid to get explicit or explore triggers. As you can see from my last solo, I do enjoy that sort of thing. It brings more character exploration. That said, please do send me asks and things, I love planning with people! I've basically got no life, aside from school and finding a new job, so hit me up! I don't bite!

~ Minx' Mun

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That One Day -- Open RP {Triggering Content}

It turned out that it only takes one day for an entire world to change. People's individual worlds are being changed all the time, but to change the entire world as it is is a hard feat to accomplish. But Loki did it. All he had to do was disappear.

A few days without sight of their favorite concubine went unnoticed. Loki wasn't the only whore in the realm; there were other women and men for people's pleasures. Loki was the favorite, but he was by no means the only one.

Loki was stunning to look at, he radiated with the sun's warmth, even if his skin was cold. It had taken him time to adjust from Jotunheim's harsh weather to Asgard's, but he quickly grew comfortable with the thought. The clients he'd had loved how his skin was chilly to touch, they thought it brought a thrill in the bedroom. Loki had long ago began teaching himself sorcery and had found a way to make his skin able to be touched without burning someone. Along with the gems and lose clothing he wore, Loki really was a sight for sore eyes. Even men who were devoted to their wives stared at him as he passed.

So when Loki wasn't seen for a week, people got curious. The blue-skinned minx was nowhere to be found, after people's started looking. His regular clients grew worried, some eve angry, and raided every whorehouse and brothel in their means to find him. Loki just didn't show up. Even the palace royalty had sent out a search party. Loki wasn't special or anything worth much, but because he'd made it so high in the ranks, people grew curious.

The king and his council worried that Loki had run back to Jotunheim. They thought Loki may have been gathering secrets from Asgard, gathering information only to report back to Laufey. They thought he was a traitor. Odin was set on waging war with Jotunheim at the slightest hostile action. The public didn't believe a simple whore would go through all the trouble to spy on Asgard. The golden realm could only sit and wait.

But Loki had not returned to Jotunheim. In fact, he'd left Asgard against his will. Truly, he loved the place and wouldn't trade it for the world, but there were others in the nine realms that wanted Loki to themselves. A group of masked men carried Loki off in the middle of the night, sedating him before he could scream or cry for help. When he woke, he was in an underground abode, darkness around him and rats scurrying against his new prison.

He was beaten, he was raped, he was abused in everyway that the men could think of. They always came to him wearing black and never revealing their faces to him. They let him scream his throat raw, let him plead for them to stop, let him wiggle because he couldn't escape. He was a prisoner under Asgard.

And then, as quickly as it started, after three months, Loki was spit back out, deposited into the forest of Asgard. He couldn't speak, his breathing was hoarse, his body was beaten red instead of it's usual blue. He had nothing. His eyes had dulled from their usual ruby red. Loki was broken.

Would anyone help him? 

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Ever so cold