#trickiz

[redlands]

... that one's a joke, right? the one about stephen king killing john lennon?

" i understand your skepticism. there is a website you can read if you're interested in learning more... believe me, whoever wrote it did their homework. "

[punkasite]

LOKI ( @trickiz ) said "They’re   right   behind   you."

" WHA— " Rogue turns around quickly, narrowly escaping having her head taken clean off while still managing to sent flying and eating shit. She hastily gets herself off the ground, hood falling off as she takes in the new situation she finds herself in. Ah shit, her nose was probably broken. No super strength sucked SHIT. She doesn't bother with the blood, instead taking off her gloves and pocketing them.

" Thanks for the HEADS UP , Ah'll give you a NICKEL if you give it to me QUICKER next time . "

[metropolois]

𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐌 𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐅𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑. the  daily  planet  is  a  ghost  town  at  three  in  the  morning,  the  dark  office  only  lit  by  the  blue  of  her  computer.  (  she'd  been  in  and  out  of  sleep  ...  twenty  -  minute  power  -  naps  followed  by  five  minutes  of  erasing  the  jumble  of  letters  her  face  imprinted  on  the  keyboard.  )

there's  a  small  shadow,  and  the  creak  of  a  door  she  couldn't  be  bothered  to  hear.  little  pawed  feet  that  tentatively  sneak  onto  her  desk.  pious  +  elegant,  just  as  lois  knew  her  late  -  night  visitor  to  be.

" welcome  back,  mister  whiskers  !  "  lois  seems  to  take  a  complete  character  pivot.  loopy  from  lack  of  sleep,  and  emboldened  by  her  loneliness,  haphazard  hands  scoop  up  a  feline  @trickiz  into  an  aggressive,  but  nonetheless  loving  embrace.  her  knees  are  pulled  up  to  her  chest,  making  a  cozy  pocket  for  'mister  whiskers'  to  reside  ---  caught  between  her  lap  and  her  chest,  leaving  her  hands  free  to  type.

after  the  initial  spike  in  mood,  lois  is  quickly  reminded  of  the  purpose  of  her  sour  mood  ...  gloom slowly  sinking  back  into  her  demeanor  as  she  melted  back  into  position.  "  i  bet  you're  quite  the  tomcat.  "  said  almost  longingly,  lips  right  against  the  top  of  his  head.  "  new  adventure  every  day  ...  you'd  never  know  the  woes  of  societal  red  tape  ...  "  one  hand  lazily  pokes  words  onto  her  keyboard,  while  the  other  lazily  scratches  their  back.

[prodiga1-m]

🍒 + dangergrin !

positivity | ACCEPTING.

absolutely OBSESSED with what dimitri has done with the joker!!!! i adore john waters and divine and camp in general so the fact that they're doing what everyone else is too afraid to do with this oversaturated character and breathe new life into him is SO FUCKING COOL. please please please follow them, it's a must.

@dangergrin

[apolytia]

@trickiz advised, ❝  just because you can,  doesn’t mean it should have to be you.  ❞

❝ You are correct. It should not have to be me. ❞

Cautious was the witch meant to be in the presence of All Stories To Be Told. Not in 'deference' to their former (upcoming? current?) expression and existence as deception, mind you.

Diana held no hatred, nor fear in her heart for who they used to be. All the kosmos had been in another state at one point, and no amount of concern nor ire would see the hands on the clock rocking backwards toward what had been carved in stone.

No. Cautious was the witch meant to be because the allegiances of the divine were, more often than naught, against her and her progress. Meant to stifle her growth, impede her learning, bind her to silence and ignorance. Hekate herself implored the hardheaded girl to be cautious should she run afoul of any who'd supped on starlight.

And yet?

❝ I would not see it left in another's hands. Not even for a heartbeat. ❞

Admission offered o'er the sound of gold-fused porcelain settling on marble tabletop. Diana had prepared her finest brew for her guest. A rarity Circe had only taught her of, but never brewed as ambrosia was impossible to come by in the underworld.

Who better to uncork such divine favor for? Who better to share her feelings with?

❝ Would you care for additives? Sweet or bitter? I've sugars and milks, as well as lemons and ginger. ❞

[imperiouslex]

more like the hole hope for humanity huminahumina

" that old saying isn't true, you know: flattery won't, in fact, get you everywhere. but in your case, my dear loki, it may very well get you far enough. "

[dangergrin]

a  huff,  his  hand  wrung  the  polish  cloth  against  the  metal  of  his  gun  while  some  good  old  school  metal  played  over  the  speakers.  the  joker  was  flung  across  his  throne,  legs  crossed  out  one  side  as  if  posing  for  a  PLAYBOY  all  while  his  darling  little  HENCHIES  took  care  of  the  menialities  of  mobsterdom.  doors  swung open,  echoing  like  a  castle  in  reverberations  that  simply  weren't  PHYSICALLY  POSSIBLE.  he  would  know,  he's  damn  well  perfected  a  dramatic  entrance  through  those  doors.

but  that  was  what  he's  always  LOVED  about  mx.  loki.  always  knew  style.  a  wide  grin  spread  across  his  gloss  red  lips  as  he  swung  his  legs  back  to  the  front  of  the  throne.

"you  REALLY  know  how  to  BARGE  in  a  BITCH, babe"  he  stood,  letting  the  cloth  drop  to  the  floor  while  the  gun  stayed  in  his  hand,  finger  on  the  trigger.  gave an unsteady catwalk  toward  the  guest.  "not  a  even  KNOCK.  some  would  call  that  rude." → @trickiz

[lvebug]

👯 andie and loke

CANDACE & VANESSA . . . i feel like these two already fit their looks pretty well and is just such an iconic duo!!! it's maybe not enough of a costume for loki though who i feel like would enjoy something more extravagant and different from their everyday wear