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[doctorstrangeaskblog]

Hey, just a casual reminder that I love you and I wish you all the best this world has to offer. Have a nice day! <3

AHHHH YOU TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

[dimmuvdres--archieved-blog]

CONT.  |  @grandmasterrp

Loki did not say much when he left the Grandmaster's huge bedroom and silently trotted beside him, his eyes fixed on the floor. He felt a bit uncomfortable in his outfit, but could hardly say anything. His own armor is filthy and broken ... maybe it will not hurt to ask En Dwi later if he does not have something more similar and simple, which nevertheless fits his idea of colorful. And what else should the trickster do instead of running after the other man? Fleeing was no possibility, that much was certain. Even though Loki and his magic are fully recharged, he just could not risk it. So what else could he do than play his guest.  However, when the Grandmaster mentioned something about ... Snake Tail Pudding, Loki's eyes flickered upward, only to raise a very dubious but stunned look at En, whether that was a serious question. “Granted, I can not like this because I've never tried anything like it. And to be honest, the name sounds far less appetizing. If not something disgusting.” the sorcerer replied, his last sentence being far more a whisper than the thought of such a dish overshining the tremors of distaste.

Both men, however, subsequently managed to reach the nearest room, which was revealed by two large doors. What Loki was presented with was an immense room that turned out to be a kitchen and a dining room at the same time. In terms of size, it could be almost equal to the Great Hall in Asgard. Only the big difference was that this dining room was quite ... pompous. To be even clearer, not Loki's taste at all. It was En's taste and this was very clear. The god was only used to being surrounded by the colors of gold, the dimmed light by torches, creating a cozy atmosphere. This room, however, almost looked like a Midgard discotheque. But the prince decided not to say so, instead he only sighed a little. He accepted the place the other man had prepared for him and sat down opposite the Grandmaster. Loki wanted to say something, but did not get it when En Dwi was already ordering abstruse things that the younger boy had never heard of, or that just ... sounded strange, and frowned slightly. When the older man mentioned the wine while the sorcerer propped his elbow against the table and placed his hand against his head, the god had to smile a little. “At this time of the day? Even if I overslept the morning a little too much, I would not consider alcohol at the moment. Also because I rarely drink. A tea for me would be alright ... if you have any tea on this place.” the Aesir murmured silently.

Loki's head actually leaned against the window to 'admire' the aforementioned view, but all he saw was the usual pile of garbage and scree landscapes. A rather sad and barren view. Did this planet ever house nature, or is this just the garbage dump of the universe?

“Oy, what are you doing?“ Loki asked dumbfounded when he noticed from the corner of his eye that En wanted to dump something in the drink and turned his head in a flash to the other man. But the god did not even grumble and scoff about being poisoned when he realized that En was just joking. The younger man just sighed a little annoyed but also relieved and leaned back, rubbed his face. “Do not do that to me, how cruel.” said the prince after a while with a slight laugh and leaned forward again. He still did not touch the wine, simply for the reason that he does not want to drink alcohol at the moment.

“I have some questions ... but I do not want to rush anything. First, I should probably make friends with the food.” Loki commented, watching his food. The bread was very familiar to him and it also smelled very good, but it was these eggs that made him a bit hesitant. “I should not question that with the eggs ... but where did you get the bread from? This is earthling food.“ the young god asked, first taking the bread in his hand, smelling it and taking the first bite. It tasted great, it was warm and soft and tasted the herbs, especially the garlic oil.

“Why is it that an Elder of the Universe ended up in such a place? I know your brother and he has built a real base. I expected a rather .. tuned environment. Which is worthy to you. What keeps you here?”

[thorodinson]

''Why..why do you not approve of me and your brother?''

[prxncxftrix]

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Loki groaned, head pounding in a way it hadn't for centuries as he clawed his way up out of the haze of sleep and into his awake mind.

He pushed aside the aches and twinges of overindulgence and sat up, squinting against the ridiculously bright sunlight that was pouring into the bed chamber he was currently occupying.

The clothes he'd worn last night were thrown over by a set of armchairs and a low conversation table. One of his boots was stuck under a cabinet, the other was frozen solid to the wall by the door. His undergarments were draped over a lamp.

A glance down shook him a bit. He was blue. In his Jotun form, which was unusual.

A snore at his side caused him to look over at his companion and he nearly jumped out of his skin.

He was in bed with his, for lack of a better word, host here on Sarkaar, the Grandmaster, an Elder of the Universe.The events of the night before came flooding back, making his head nearly spin with the strangeness.

He'd never had a drunken night with someone. That was something- something his sibling did. His golden haired brother was always stumbling into breakfast after a night with one fling or another.

Loki could, in fact, count on one hand the number of liaisons he'd had. All of them arranged by Odin. All of them resulting in offspring he had no interaction with.

His first had been in mare form, and had resulted in a son Odin had taken from him.

Then a brief affair with a Vanir woman that had resulted in twin sons, one of whom was now dead, the other not allowed back on Asgard, residing on Vanahiem .

And finally a night with a fire giant that had ended with him giving birth to a giant serpent that was thrown into Midgard's oceans.

This... he quickly checked by magic to be sure he was not with child again, and sighed when it was a negative, quite relieved.

So. This was new. Choosing to go to bed with someone. Choosing to show someone his hidden form. What happened now?

He sat pondering the idea of having freedom to chase his own lust until his bed fellow finally woke.

[govthookercoulson]

Causing trouble (@GrandMasterRP)

Phil doesn’t intend to arrive on Sakaar.

He’s on site, right after a fight with HYDRA, and is in one of the research lab when one of their devices goes off. He’s caught by it, and dumped on another planet.

He doesn’t have a lot of time to absorb anything (lots of portals in the sky, a scrapyard?) before he’s noticed and people are coming toward him, and by some fluke of the universe he understands them. He has no idea why, and is forced not to question it because apparently they’re cannibals (is it cannibalism? He’s not sure they’re ‘human’, so..?).

He doesn’t give them the option, he pulls a handgun and opens fire immediately. He takes down four with head shots and turns and runs in the ensuing confusion.

He makes it out of the scrap yard, and into a city, and loses himself in the crowd. He’s understanding some of the spoken language, at least, but the written language, none of it. Signs are largely lost on him. Still, somehow, he finds a weapons store and they’re interested enough in his standard-issue handgun he’s able to trade it for something local, as well as enough money to keep him fed and put up ‘someplace nice’ for a few days (he specified that).

Hopefully a few days will be enough to figure shit out. Apparently not though because he steps out of the shop and is looking at a few guards.

Yeah, maybe finding more appropriate clothes should have been his first move, the suit and tie kind of stick out.

[dimmuvdres-archieved-blog]

🔶 (a kiss on the neck)

A mischievous smirk overcame the god as he approached the Grandmaster is slow pacing steps, holding En by his shoulders before he would bump against the edge of the bed mattress and he and Loki would slowly fall over. Now that the trickster lays on top on the older man his smirk grew. ”Normaly I enjoy being the power bottom when I am with you.. but now I want to have my fun ~” Loki purred whidpering against En’s ear as slender pale fingers unwrap themselves around the warmer ones of the Grandmaster while Loki lays flat on top of his chest. Thin lips first trail deep kisses behind En’s ear before they would wander deeper, soon sensing the hot pulsing area of the other man’s neck. 

The kisses now became more sucking movements, Loki’s hold breath as well hit the Grandmaster’s skin of his neck, Purposely Loki tried to find the sensitive turn on spots of En Dwi, even nibbling half grinning before love bites would cover the other’s throat  

[the-silver-son]

★ continued from here → @grandmasterrp​

Loki pressed his lips together and leaned into the Grandmaster's hold. It was not an oppressive hold as some seemed to think it would be. Instead, Loki found himself comforted by the gentle affection En Dwi showed him and even moreso by the words that followed. That was part of what had endeared the Grandmaster to Loki so quickly; the playful man did not push hard for things which Loki was unwilling to give. Which was not to say he did not push for other things, but that was part of the fun.

“It is not so much a lack of readiness as... discomfort,” Loki admitted slowly, pausing to choose his words carefully. As he speaks, he traces abstract patterns along En Dwi’s tan skin with the tip of a finger.  “I was telling the truth when I claimed I was adopted. To put it as simply as possible, I was only told that we were not related by blood after over a millennium of lies. Our family matters became complicated quickly and have recently become even more complex after our father’s death.” Which was largely my fault, albeit unintentionally, Loki thought to himself bitterly.

There was plenty more to say on the subject, including the truth of his parentage and his true species, but Loki found those words sticking in his throat. He was hardly sure if he ever meant to speak them. It may have been years already, but the details of the story and everything that came after his fall from the Bifrost still felt like barbs in his heart.

[sorceressmaralane]

@grandmasterrp

For all that Mara might act like she’s seen everything and that nothing phases her anymore, there is one hell of a gaping hole in that act, and it’s entirely new planets. Planets that she didn’t even know what spell went wrong where to have her spat out a wormhole into some planet. She wasn’t even on the thing thirty seconds before someone was asking if she was food or fighter. Turns out she got landed in the ‘fighter’ category, after kicking the thing a good ten feet before it’s buddies space tasered her into unconsciousness. (That was a move she’ll forever chalk up to pure panic which is fair considering she didn’t have time to process any of what had happened and was freaking out a lot.)

The first two things she realizes when she snaps back into wakefulness is that she’s bound to a chair of some sort and that her sling ring is gone. Well fuck, she could have handled the chair, but with the only way she knows how to get off Trash Planet as she’s taken to mentally calling it, is gone, she’s royally fucked.