#famouslyloki

[the-magnificent-jenny-jackson]

"So what brings you to this side of town?" {from famouslyloki}

Jenny nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of a voice behind her. Turning though she exhaled and grinned from behind the sunglasses. “The lack of cops and abundance of derelict buildings.” She replied shoving her hands into her pockets. “You?”

[kissmymultiverse]

""And let you get yourself killed?"" {famouslyloki}

America sighed, folding her arms over her chest. “Look Chico, this isn’t your problem. This is what I do, I can’t just sit by and do nothing.”

[kissmymultiverse]

✢ {from famouslyloki}

"Loki, what are you-" She sighed before stepping out of the way of the door. "In."

[kissmymultiverse]

"So..." {famouslyloki}

America layed in bed for a moment, still not sure how exactly they had ended up in her bed. “Choose your next words wisely… Because if you’re about to ask if I’m gonna punch you, I swear I will.” She warned, turning her head to look at him.

[kissmymultiverse]

"You're spending Christmas alone?" {from famouslyloki}

America shrugged. “Yea,” she replied simply. “Everyone else has family stuff… ‘Sides, it’s just another day chico. Not a big deal.”

[kissmymultiverse]

"Does it really have to be like this?" {from famouslyloki}

America cut her eyes over to where Loki stood. In truth, she supposed it didn’t have to be that way, but there was still a part of her that just couldn’t seem to trust the trickster. Turning around, her arms folded, she looked Loki in the eyes. “And what else do you think it could be like, chico?” 

[famouslyloki]

Miss America has cornered me yet again to demand what Leah is capable of doing and exactly how much she hates me. Luckily, she is steering clear of the  question of what great terrible I've done to her. I told her that Leah is capable of doing anything she sets her mind to. America seems to think that Leah is planning. I told her that she was stuck in the distant past, but...

Billy is doing alright. As alright as can be expected when his world is shaking underneath him. He shouldn't tire himself out over just this though... this is the easy part.

On a different note, how ridiculous is it that Mother thought that she could beat me in a battle of wits? Hasn't she heard that I'm the trickster god? Psh. She should know better.

Also, I'm having that weird itchy feeling that I get when someone is trying to plot against me.

It is probably nothing.

XOXO,

Trickster God