#themischievousprinceloki

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This Thor is wonderful. The mun is a sweetheart and has created a lovely and complex characterization of everyone's Favorite Thunder God. She also has a fantastic Loki muse as well: http://themischievousprinceloki.tumblr.com/ 

[the-blackest-spider]

What About Love || @TheMischievousPrinceLoki (Closed except to Thormazing)

Time had passed; she had healed, but had never explained why what happened to her had happened. Well, she had lied. Not wanting Thor to get angry with Loki, she had told them it was a mission gone bad, not that she had taken the beating for Loki and the mistake she had cleaned up for him. Inwardly she felt as though perhaps she should’ve told the truth, but she hadn’t and what was said was said and now she had to keep it, this secret. Once she was better, once she had healed, she had left them again, she didn’t want to. Oh how she had wanted to stay, to let bygones be bygones… but she still needed time, as did Thor and Loki in his own way did too. But it was a habit of hers, to run, to distance herself, thinking it made things easier. But she knew it didn’t work that way that running from things solved nothing.

  Still she had ran around with Phil a little, done a few things with Clint, checked on this and that until she had nothing else to do but stand in front of Thor’s and Loki’s apartment and stare at the door for a good five minutes or better. She had no idea if either or one was home, in a way she was kind of hoping for Loki… she missed them both, but Loki quite possibly she missed the most and she wanted to talk to him. She needed to talk to him, she realized she had things she needed to say and he needed to hear like it or not. If Thor was there, he could hear also, in a way it was for them both, for all three of them. Natasha had come to realize that without them in her life somewhat permanently she was lost, there was something missing. She needed them and she was willing to bet they felt the same… if not, well life would go on wouldn’t it.

  Finally she raised her hand and knocked. It was a firm, strong sound and she waited patiently, effortlessly and knowing if Loki did answer she might have to force her way inside, though she had brought something to barter her way in with, chocolate. Surely not even the God of Mischief could resist that.

[the-blackest-spider]

Kiss from a Rose || Beauty and the Beast AU|| @TheMischievousPrinceLoki

Lightning illuminated the sky, blindingly so as she ran, her boots sticking in the mud as rain fell in buckets. She was soaked through, tired and hurting, but she had to keep going. The men of the local village had raided the caravan, done terrible things and were looking to do more to her. Ivan had told her to run, to dress like a man and run until she found refuge. She was doing so now, but she could hear the men closing in and the howl of their dogs right behind her.

  “The dogs are closing in. We’ll have the gypsy witch soon!”

  There was a stigmata about women with red hair, they were witches, children of the devil and it didn’t help that she was a gypsy either. That also made her a thief and dirty. Still that didn’t stop the leers from men and their wandering hands when she danced for them, but the closer they got the easier they were to steal from, so she didn’t mind, she got used to it and her cold manner earned her a certain name, Black Widow. Don’t sleep with her they would say, she will kill you in your sleep she’s so cold, but Natalia knew these men would not care once they caught her. She wouldn’t be in the position she was now had she not come upon them doing unspeakable things to her friend and killed one of them.

  Hearing one of the dogs closing in, she glanced back and then lost her footing, slipping in the mud, thinking quickly she grabbed a fallen branch near her to beat off the beasts and then stood and kept running, trying to find a way out of the seemingly never ending forest.

  “There is a legend about this forest. They say in the middle of it lies a castle, it seems abandoned but a great beast lives there with a heart of ice and eyes of blood.”

  “Sounds like a fairy tale to tell children to keep them in their beds at night.”

  “Never go into the endless part of the forest Natalia. It is true and he will find you and you will never be heard of again.”

    The memory came as she beheld what looked like a wall, tall and imposing covered in vines and thorns. It couldn’t be real… but the lightning that illuminated the sky told her otherwise revealing spiraling towers of a castle. She needed to find the gate; maybe she could get inside and wait out her pursuers beyond these walls.  It didn’t take her long to find the gate, it was practically rusted shut but she managed to get it open just enough to squeeze her small frame through, what lay beyond the gate was… curious. It looked like a garden, but long forgotten with various statues and fountains that seemed to had not put out water in years.

  Suddenly a sound grabbed her attention, turning she gasped and moved to the gate which was suddenly being covered in vines and thorns, “No no. How am I going to get out?” She tried to cut at them with her knife, but it was useless, whatever she cut away grew back and somehow thicker until she couldn’t hear anything but the rain and thunder and silence. A strange sort of silence as though everything around her was alive somehow.

  With a few cuts stinging her face and arms from the vines and thorns, she turned and moved towards the rather dreary looking castle; at least she could get out of the rain for the night and maybe in the morning scale the wall and move on. It was a decent plan, but she had one of those bad feelings, which seemed to get worse the closer to the large doors she got. When she reached them, she took a deep breath and pushed them open, stepping inside, a shiver working down her spine as she did so.

  The place was large, huge even and seemingly empty. It felt lonely and there was no light except the flashes of lightning that came through the large unadorned windows. Wrapping her arms around herself, the tired, wet, slightly injured and muddy young woman moved further into the dismal castle, her footsteps echoing on the marble floor as she moved, “Hello?” She called out tentatively… because she felt like something or someone was watching her. 

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@themischievousprinceloki || Minefields of Midgard

Thor had not been certain he agreed with Odin's decision of banishment to Midgard for Loki. It had been effective in teaching Thor humility, under extraordinary circumstances, but Loki...

There were simply too many questions Thor still had regarding the entire span of time, from Loki's disappearance into the Void, to his attempt on the mortal realm. The All-Father had preferred Thor remain on Asgard and mind his responsibilities there, but with the old king much restored in strength and power, the crown prince did not see much reason to remain. His concerns on Earth were greater.

The Asgardian hero had returned to donning mortal clothing, though due to his new companions' influence he now appeared slightly less rustic, blending a little better into more urban environments. Mjolnir and its power was never far from him, but he did not carry it with him on this day as he sought out Loki.

Thor was certain he would face no warm reunion when they were again face to face, but he had learned not to give up faith that in spite of all, perhaps one day... they would find a better way.

Even if the path now seemed mine-ridden and perilous.

[the-blackest-spider]

ooc

Speak of the devil. 

[qualitycontrolproblems]

themischievousprinceloki is invading my space

Justin's met some tall drinks of water in his day but this is absolutely friggin' ridiculous. "Afternoon, I'm Justin Hammer, what brings you to my office?"

[the-blackest-spider]

[the-blackest-spider]

Loki smirked, having heard tales of a twin in the area and reached for his phone, ready to play some games. The spy seemed to have a thing for the trickster gods. [text]: I hear tell that you have relations with another Loki. I suppose I am truly not that important. ((Eventually he will learn. I'm just not sure when... And I'm bored. Hi.))

((This is obviously happening pre mafia kidnapping sooo… and hi lol *pats you*))

 It was one of those moments she was glad to be on the Helicarrier and away from certain people, especially said person who had just texted her. For a moment she stared at the message wondering how in the hell he found out in the first place and then rolled her eyes and replied back.

 [Text] How do you even know that?