#sideverse!loki

[lokitheliesmith]

To the nines//mechanicstark

The sign hanging on the front of the building said it all:

51st Annual New York Gala

Loki stepped out of her cab, the hem of her skirts flapping in the wind. It felt surprisingly good to be back in the city, and better still to be headed to a feast. Time to cause some strife amongst those unused to it.

She didn’t have any problem getting inside, nor making her first acquisition; a beautiful wallet, embossed with leaves.

Only when she reached the marble-topped bar did she catch a glimpse of a familiar face. She ignored him, ordering a glass of wine. She wasn’t going to let his presence ruin her night.

[lokitheliesmith]

"Don't get any ideas today."

“All my ideas were in place three weeks ago. Today, I’m just watching everyone else.”

[lokitheliesmith]

"...you?! No! Thor said...You are dead. That's not real."

"Of course, Barton." Loki smiled ferally, a mask to his mistake. "I'm dead; Thor couldn't lie to save his lover's life. I'm just a figment of your imagination."

[lokitheliesmith]

closed//the-art-in-war

How long had it been since Loki had gone exploring on his own? Too long, he decided as he stepped into the Dial Room, for the first time in six months dressed in his old armour.

He set the controls, pocketed an instant return device and stepped into the portal, stepping out again on a dusty road which he half-remembered from half a lifetime ago.

There was a man on the road coming the other way.

"Friend!" Loki hailed him as he drew closer. "What place is this?"

[lokitheliesmith]

"That looks good on you!"

9:hot pants and a crop top

"I'm not sure sure whether their really 'me', but thankyou my dear."

[lokitheliesmith]

closed//the-art-in-war

Loki had been out walking in the cold, exercising his long-unused muscles and enjoying the stars above as the frost began to settle. He was just turning back towards the light streaming from the kitchen window, when he caught a shadow out of the corner of his eye. Recuperating or not, he gave chase, eventually running it to what appeared to be a dead end.

"Who are you, and what in the name of chaos do you think you're doing sneaking around in my home?"

[lokitheliesmith]

"Happy birthday love."

"Thank you, Sigyn." He kissed her lightly on the cheek. "I’d almost forgotten, myself."

[lokitheliesmith]

❅ ((accidentally sent on anon with explanation >.> This is for we-are-ghosts and for any of my muses))

Dear Bucky,

Snorri tells me you have a new addition to your household.

Happy pouncing.

Loki.