"How drunk are you right now?"
"On a scale of Charlie Sheen to Thor I'm Tony Stark."
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"How drunk are you right now?"
"On a scale of Charlie Sheen to Thor I'm Tony Stark."
+starkroads
"Hello there Tony."
(Bruises meme) Anthony caught Loki's chin in one hand, turning the god's head to the side to get a better look. He scrutinized the bruises for a moment, before asking, "What happened?"
Loki just sighed and shrugged a little, not wanting to get into it.
+ starkroads
"What are you afraid of?"
✘ ♣
✘ for an unsent text
[text-failed] Hey, come home soon, yeah? I miss you.
♣ for a drunk message
[beep] Oi! Bloody demon where the 'ell are you?! You 'aven't been 'ome in months! You're missing Lilith grow up. An' I'm missin' ya. *sniffs* I miss you 'oldin' me and fuckin' me... I just miss ya. Get 'ome quick.
Ruffle (because why the hell not.)
send me “ruffle” for my muses reaction to your muse randomly coming up and running their fingers through mines hair.
A small his of irritation is made as his hair is molested by someone who seems to be doing it for fun. He turns round with a glare which quickly turns into disbelief. "Out of everyone I didn't expect you."
starkroads:
Anthony glanced up from his perusal of the file the receptionist had just handed him. “Er—yeah. It’s public. You know, lobby of a massive tower and all that.” He turned in a half circle as he glanced around (excuse him if he didn’t bother to remember where the lobby restroom was, it wasn’t exactly a priority for him), and then pointed in the direction of the restrooms as he spotted them. “That-a-way.”
"Gotcha, thanks." The blonde nods distractedly, her gaze still fixated on the revolving doors she had used to enter the building mere moments ago. "One more thing---- if a bloke in a grey hoodie comes in an' asks, I was never 'ere, yeah?" She's got a nearly frenzied look in her eyes, but Rose manages to calm down enough to consider the fact that the man probably deserved an explanation. "S'nothing y'have to worry about-- he's just in a bit of a temper."
00:00:00
It was a habit for Loki to check his clock when he walked into a new place. So when he walked into the sleezy looking bar in the bad end of town, he was surprised to see his clock just a few minutes away from zero.
He sat down at the bar, ignoring the clock, and ordered some fancy cocktail that sounded nice. He had just gotten his drink when a shadow fell over him.
"Hey gorgeous."
Loki's clock his zero.
He looked up.
The first thing Loki saw were pitch black eyes and he knew he was fucked.