"Hello everyone. I’m sorry for leaving you all so inconveniently. Please forgive me". *Bows*

iam-the-god-of-thunder:
"You belong to ME!" ((I couldn´t resist^^)

"I don’t detest that argument," Loki replied, grinning happily.

Reblog if you know who Sigyn is

harmonious-relations:

I’m curious to know how many people on here know who she is.

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The blog I reblogged this from is worth following.

(Source: 17sailors, via themischiefunderyourbed)

The blog I reblogged this from is worth following.

(Source: 17sailors, via themischiefunderyourbed)

-A Little Late Night Fun- Closed RP

It was rather boring in his home at this late hour and Loki couldn’t sleep. Loki didn’t have many friends, so it’s not as if he knew who to visit. Suddenly an idea popped into his head…Maybe he wouldn’t have to spend his sleepless night alone after all. The God knew that Bruce Banner would be up at this hour, doing one experiment or another, so he thought he would pay him an unexpected visit.

Opening a portal to Midgard, he stepped through, right in Bruce’s laboratory. “Hello, Banner,” Loki said with a grin. “How are you this evening?”

beautifulxdespair:

thegodofmischief-loki:

beautifulxdespair:

thegodofmischief-loki:

beautifulxdespair:

thegodofmischief-loki:

beautifulxdespair:

thegodofmischief-loki:

"I need one as well. I’m parched".

"Let’s get a drink then."

"That sounds divine. Where shall we go?"

"I know a local bar, don’t worry, i’ll pay the drinks, dad."

Loki chuckled to himself. He didn’t have any money, so that was definitely a relief. “Alright, let me grab my trench coat and then we’ll be on our way”. 

"Can you bring me a sweater ?" She asked softly as before heading out to the door.

He grabbed the smallest sweater he owned, which was a pale green color and also a a pair of matching gloved. “I hope this will suffice,” Loki said, offering her the sweater and gloves. 

Taking the sweater and the gloves she offered him a kind smile and motioned him to the car with a move of her head.”Let’s go.”

He followed her to the car, opening the passenger door and getting inside. The God had to duck his head while getting in due to his outstanding height. “Where are we going exactly?” he asked after fastening his seat belt. 

Send ‘You belong to ME’ and watch how my muse reacts.

(Source: roleplaysituationsandstuff, via tasharomanoffblackwidow-archive)

My muse is getting married. Your muse has crashed the wedding. Send me “I object” for my muse’s reaction.

rpmememaker:

Originally found at of-books-and-cleverness

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