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loki / writer. 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔? If you wish. What society can exist without lies?

[tricks-and-murdurr]

"Let's have it out then. The truth I've hidden --- The truth of who I am. I am the magpie who whispers; I am the crime that will not be forgotten.''

- twenty one plus 'an independent exclusive  writing  blog  for loki laufeyson marvel  comics  &  crossover heavy,    will write in any fandom. mutuals preferred  but will write with non-mutuals ' typically gravitates towards first person, but writing partner/s preference is welcome   multi para to novella / extremely banter-driven. no shipping, mains preferred.

[tricks-and-murdurr]

ill be away on a trip for a week, so things will be slow. After that I’ll be reaching out for some discussions and banter. Really want to get Loki active over here! even if we’re not in the same fandom, we can make it work 💚

[tricks-and-murdurr]

@malka-lisitsa

[imovedsorry-a-blog]

me wanting to do specific threads with specific ships and talk to specific people but not messaging any of them bc im Insecure™ and afraid of being annoying

[tricks-and-murdurr]

Gathering the magic that surrounded me, a spell forming on the tips of my fingers. After Midgard, Asgard felt like an oasis – the air thick and humid with power. It muzzled inside me, vibrating to the tips of my fingers where the norm stones were clutched. I discovered what I could do with the stones, closing my fist round the five – channelling all the strength I had through their angled surfaces, they had glowed – releasing a wave of energy that almost knocked me off my feet. The Allfather was alone in the throne room when I approached him. No soldiers, No mother and neither of Thor.  His vision was set on me as he looked down at myself from his throne, in which I had stopped at the bottom of the stairs. There was no point in delaying the inevitable as I opened my palm, letting the five stones fall onto the steps between us with a clatter like soft spring ruin. If Odin was surprised to see the norn stones, it did not register upon his face. He sat, looking down letting us strew in silence so long it had become unbearable. I spoke first. '' In my defence, I was left unsupervised. '' I understood if I released a mock grin would make him even angrier. His face did not change while his features were like steel, as sharp as the edges of the Norm stones at his feet. '' I will not ask what you were thinking '' Eventually speaking. '' Because it is clear that you were not. '' he added.  I stood with my head high but with shame rippled through me, how must I look? standing at my fathers feet. '' I had a plan. It isn’t my fault it didn’t all work out. ''

[tricks-and-murdurr]

[tricks-and-murdurr]

"Here hold this for me." Ghostface hands him a knife covered in blood before he starts walking away. No, speed walking. Running, he's running.

It isn’t the first time oddities have found their way into my life, but presenting me a knife – surely that’s meant as a compliment. But... whose blood was this? Oh, he fled, but not fast enough to let him outsmart me with some magic of my own. I snapped my fingers and caught him mid-stride and sent him stumbling over his own feet. ‘’So—are you going to tell whose blood that is, or are you about to leave me out of the fun? ‘’ My voice dripped with playful provocation.

[tricks-and-murdurr]

if anyone wants to write, even if we're not in the same fandom. I'm easy and will throw Loki into any theme. Unless sentence starters are the way to go for anyone to choose from. Either way, I'm excited to branch out.

[leftdaggered]

♥ + @tricks-and-murdurr

send me a url | always accepting

Literally one of the nicest person I've ever met, anywhere. I've known the mun for a couple of years now? And the conversations we have are absolutely wild. It's like seeing a mirror image of myself, because of how like-minded the two of us are.

Fantastic writer, and I will actively read anything she puts out. I know she writes differently in the sense that she writes in first person instead of the typical third person? And I honestly admire the hell out of that. Because I could never, I'm so used to third person.

To add onto number two, I just love the way she portrays her muses. She takes so much care into her writing and just their characters and makes them her own and she's a bit like me in the whole "one muse kind-a person" despite also wanting to branch out (when I mean we're very like minded, I mean it.).

An extremely chill person. I say this about all my friends but I really do mean it. If you're looking for someone to just simply vibe with? You've found them.

One of the few people I can actively have long ass conversations with and they won't be annoyed by it. I find when I yap, I yap? And it can be so hard to find someone who matches your energy? But also,not just the matching of the energy? But the mun is just so fun to be around. and I'm honestly really glad I was introduced to her.

[tricks-and-murdurr]

𝑷𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑿 𝑳𝑶𝑲𝑰 / 𝑹𝑷 @smarterthantonystark

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?' were the last words I heard before disappearing into a sling ring. A mystical ring with the ability to create a dimensional gateway to another location – but being known as a threat to the world, I was sent into another dimension. 

I could feel myself falling, an never-ending drop – I heard my screams echoing above me as I levelled down. In the darkest and most secret and strange catacombs of the universe, I could sense different colour schemes flashing through my closed eyes. It felt like I passed through every dimension – the speed, the atmosphere – I felt them. 

The pace had a mind of its own; one minute I found myself slowly drifting, and the next, everything became high-speed. My eyes snapped open to the sight of Spider-Man reaching for me – as if he’d meant to save me on the fly. Had he really leapt in just to catch my fall?  I felt the cold earth slammed into my body as I hit the ground, yet everything around me felt wrong – nothing looked even remotely familiar. What is this place? Where am I?

[rosees3ray]

reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

[tricks-and-murdurr]

𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑪𝑨𝑻 𝑿 𝑳𝑶𝑲𝑰 / 𝑹𝑷 @blackcatirl

I have never encountered her before, but I know 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆 when I see it. Trouble had a way of announcing itself without words, and I wouldn’t be the sort of fool to ignore it. Which makes me even more careful to watch this space for another playing me at my own 𝘨 𝘢 𝘮 𝘦. I needed to return to Asgard, but the black cat had convinced me to let her in – until the Bifrost finally rose into view. 

The first face I caught was Heimdall’s, framed by his familiar hatred that lived in his expression like an old habit. He didn’t offer a welcome; he offered judgement. Still, I didn’t dwell on it and turned to Felicity. I’m a 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧, and tricksters had instincts, and I was born with them. I knew every angle of the game and every way it could snap shut. 

‘’ 𝙎𝙤, 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙? 𝙄 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 – 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨. 𝙐𝙣𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨.. 𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚. ‘’

[tricks-and-murdurr]

𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑹 𝑿 𝑳𝑶𝑲𝑰 / 𝑹𝑷 @thorodinson-godofthunder

I recall my last encounter with Thor. In the end, there he lay at the end beside my lifeless form from rolling the files, holding close what could not be brought back to life. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.. and I needed him to know I’m alive – but.. 𝑯𝒐𝒘? I had no way of measuring how the days went by, but little did I know the TVA exists entirely outside of the normal flow of time and space. No day, No night, No month.

It felt like my own personal hell, and as much as I attempted my escape, I felt the need to save myself from what was about to happen. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈... 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈. I didn’t quite understand what threat was approaching, but it wore a titanium battle suit covered by a green tunic and a hooded cloak. Why couldn’t I see the face? It felt as if the threat held the reins, deciding cruelly what would be shown – until the moment it finally slipped. 

Who was it?

𝑽𝑰𝑪𝑻𝑶𝑹 𝑽𝑶𝑵 𝑫𝑶𝑶𝑴

I knew of him and what he was capable of – someone with the kind of power that didn’t rush. But I couldn't forge this alone, so across worlds I had started to seek every hand that could bolster my cause. I didn’t want allies, I needed an army. I couldn’t chase after Asgard, nor could I reach Midgard – the familiar hearth of the heroes who usually answered when the world called. Instead, I had to follow stranger trails, seeking out the cosmos, hoping it might offer some kind of rescue. 

But little did I know whispers had slipped through cracks even I could get through.

Thor, wherever you are.. .𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚.

[tricks-and-murdurr]

[robertfagden]

at some point The Character stops being a character and starts being a close personal friend

[tricks-and-murdurr]

Getting followed by an actual god, now that's interesting. Nice to meet you, Mr. Laufeyson.

“ Ah, my years have delivered a variety of encounters. But never have I come across an Heretic — nice to meet you. “

[tricks-and-murdurr]

𝑳𝑶𝑲𝑰 𝑿 𝑻𝑶𝑵𝒀 / 𝑹𝑷 @unofficially-tonystark

𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴? I couldn’t think of anything so absurd. But here I was, assisting against a threat. Something had slipped loose from the cosmos, brushed past the edge of reality, and was now withdrawing across Midgard. Naturally, it was me who ended up stuck in a duo with 𝙏𝙤𝙣𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙠 – more than enough to make my eyes roll before we’d even gotten started.

𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜?