#trickstery

[arthurdavies1967]

The funny part is, I don't think the Fandom realizes how Gabrielcoded Asmodeus really was. Like sure he got some of Gabe's powers from the grace but it didn't change his personality and shit. That was Asmodeus, through and through. Little Trickster Demon.

Do you think he had a sweet tooth?

Do you think he ever kidnapped Ketch when he was ignoring him too much?

I have so many fantheories, it's not even funny.

[pp-archived]

Hey man, thanks for following. Someone recommended your blog to me, so I thought I'd give a follow. Your Dean looks really interesting! And I've been told that you're pretty awesome and have amazing characterization. c:

ooc. I don't know who told you about me, but thank you. Means a lot. I put an enormous amount of effort into understanding this bastard's infuriating mind. You're the first Loki I've followed and I get really asdfghjkla about Marvel and I just--

[ladytesseract]

//Hey, hey you.

Like this post if you want me to try and scrounge up a starter for you. Otherwise, you should message me and we can plot. Plotting is good.

Those who wanted starters, but have yet to get back to me after I asked them some questions for it, are

wightofthenine

trickstery

I...think that's all? I still need to plot with Bright, but I don't remember who else was interested. Sorry i'm a derp

[iamthegoodson]

@trickster-y

Michael was sitting on the ground, reading a tome. He wasn't particularly interested in it, but it occasionally held some interesting little bits of information. He frowned when he thought he felt a familiar presence about, his former good mood disappearing.

He closed the tome, putting it down carefully. Maybe he'd just mistaken the other. Maybe it was someone else. He swallowed once, before turning around. Oh, but it was Loki.

He tried very hard not to let his panic show, to slam down that emotionless mask of cold calculation. He could merely pray for it to work.

[iamthegoodson]

[gabes-big-bag-of-tricks]

[mrsastrife]

An Unlikely Ally || trickster-y

Andariel stared at the trickster. She could sense his doubt. Something had changed in him and she didn't know what it was but she decided she would try and help him as best she could (she had been the archangel of hope before she fell after all.). Even after everything that had happened with Michael and little Sofiel. She couldn't help but feel for him, it was obvious he was out of his comfort zone and somewhat distressed.

"Loki...do you not remember anything at all? I'm not mocking, nor am I pitying you. I'm just concerned, that's all. Is there anything I can do to help you?" 

She was almost shocked with herself for asking what had happened, but her anger had faded and it was replaced with genuine compassion and concern. She gave the god a warm encouraging smile. 

[iamthegoodson]

β ((here's your chance mikey))

((I'l try to stop him being unreasonably excited))

This had taken weeks to plan, and he had finally orchestrated it perfectly. He had responded as he normally had to Loki's barbs, getting riled up until the moment where he knew the other would take advantage of him.

Instead of snarling and backing away, he got up closer in the other's personal space. He looked at the other with eyes that were icy cold, regarding him with a sense of detached amusement.

He tilted his head to one side, the rage draining out of him. If he struck out in anger now, it might ruin everything. A smirk grew on his face, and his fear was quelled. He pulled out his blade, mostly to distract the other. In that instant, he moved his other hand in a jabbing motion, stabbing Loki in the chest with a hidden blade. He watched as the other looked surprised.

And then he pushed Loki to the ground and stomped on his head hard enough to make the Norse god's skull shatter underneath his shoe. It made a satisfying crunch, and he wiped his shoe clean on Loki's attire.

He barely spared a glance for the dead body of his tormentor, vanishing as soon as he was sure the god was dead.