The wild in the storm and the heart of the blaze. You claim to know me, but do you know my face?#NorseMyth https://xitter.cf/t.co/svZtffD3cH he, him/she, her
NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT MARVEL
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((For more pain-on-demand, may I suggest my twitlonger, which contains links to all my other solos and angst.
I’m most proud of the Angrboða solo tl.gd/n_1sq8qi6
#LastRT ((this is a lil bit why Freya is one of 2 people total in the 9 realms that Loki is still afraid of :P
Her and Surtr
He’s not scared of pain, or death, or torture anymore
Just of the only two people he thinks could stop him
I need to learn this spell “Vicious Mockery”. I would very much like my sarcasm to open physical wounds.
Being right and being unsettling, on the whole. They seem to come in combination.
Shall we get a drink?
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Loki Scar-Lip retweeted
"I'm asexual"
- boring
- people will ask silly questions
- just google the term for fuck sake
"Your corporeal form isn't what interests me, mortal"
- makes you seem like a badass demon
- we are all meat puppets wandering a wet rock
- classy, implies you're immortal (you are)
What I’m reading here is that this one goes inside Thor.
Is that right? I’m not up on your electricity.
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*She actually laughs at that, shaking her head and raising a hand.*
I can imagine. My apologies. It’s something of a habit at this point.
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*Her hands rise to rub her arms for the second time in as many minutes; when she notices she makes a noise of disgust.*
Perhaps it is time for a different shape...
Well, it’s better than them coming to demand your hand and carry you off like some kind of mannequin.
Did you finally break one too badly to fix? *She’s still smiling, still openly bright and pleasant... and genuinely a little pleased for you.
Being a trophy rankles.*
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*She smiles, her skin searing red hot with the heat of Muspel; she has objections to touch these days.*
I’ve never had trouble finding offers, though perhaps not with the same force you deal with.
But you’re right. It gets us nowhere.
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And that is just so meaningful to me. *She presses a hand to her chest, right above where her heart would be.*
A balm to soothe a savage soul.
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So kind to have your permission
*she inclines her head, smile knife edged for just a moment*
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Are you referring to the son you caged or the son you killed?
Oh, but who holds grudges over such things?
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