@liesreign
“I’m willing to be here for anything you need. I mean, I want to be more to you than just a pretty face to look at. I think you’re a good balance of what I need in my life.”
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loki's 6'2"
please just give me 2 minutes.
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for liesreign as they're going through a hard time rn
send me urls for positivity / @liesreign
oh i love sans so much!! we go way back, i genuinely don’t know when we started following each other but he’s someone i’ve known for more than half my rp career at least. i love sans’ writing so much, and i love seeing him on my dash. one of the nicest people in the community, someone i love very dearly who deserves nothing less than the world. i could go on for hours about how much i adore sans, how he’s been such a positive force for me in my time roleplaying and how i’ve loved the things we’ve written together. sans doesn’t deserve any of the anons that have been thrown his way and i am truly sorry that he’s going through such a shitty situation with a character that clearly means the world to him.
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loki is going to give the bear pats on their little head.
oh thank you! polar bears love head pats.
xoxo
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❝ choose your next words VERY wisely, put that silvertongue of yours to work sooner rather than later. ❞
@liesreign
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RANDOM POOH THINGS \ @liesreign .
❝ TREE....HOUSE....TRAIN.... ❞ he mutters, the bear in his own little world, playing one of his favorite games; say what you see. ❝ ...dog. ❞
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@liesreign liked for a Frigga starter
“Look how far you’ve come,” Frigga praised softly. “I told you once that you could do anything. It seems you took that lesson to continue it outside of your magic. Your potential truly has no end.”
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@liesreign
��A little bird said that you wanted me to visit you and so I’m here and I may have put on a thong for the occasion. But that’s too forward so forget that information.”
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( ✨ ) ❝ -------- I’VE GOT A WHOLE bunch of cinnemon sticks and some other things i know you like. while i’m not KITCHEN BASED i do run a bar and come across THINGS FRESH. ❞
@liesreign gets this from fee !!
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walks up with a sharpie and just draws a heart on his forehead.
"I love you mama."
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if i had forgotten you yesterday by the time the moon showed his face , , today i have began falling in love with you as the sun shows hers , , for no dawn or dusk will shadow the warmth i feel when i hear your lips speak my name
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“As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport...”
@liesreign liked this for a one-liner.
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Dark brows furrow at the familiar being standing before her, head canting a curious tilt as though expecting this to be some sort of illusion. Loki, standing here like he’s never quite done anything wrong to her -
It only takes her a moment to decide what to do, a hand arising to release a loud SMACK! Across his cheek; it’s a strength higher than the mundane, more so akin to a soldier like steve - although she suspects that for him it felt like a simple slap to the cheek. Wait, he’s actually here, that was an actual cheek -
Another decision of action is made, one without little thought when both her hands come to cup his cheeks, lips planted against his own roughly yet she’s gentle in the affectionate display. Wait, don’t kiss him silly! He doesn’t deserve it!
Thus, she’s pulling away from him, features lingering close for a moment before - SMACK!
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@liesreign
“Does this make you a hippophile ?”
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@liesreign ♥’d
SHE HAD CLAIMED he’ d done well, been good. she had claimed he’ d , well, not put her in danger and to that they’ d misunderstood. judged her capability, her right to handle a something SOMEONE like this. there were bruises, what looked to be scars even, the poor thing, she was littered in them !
but NO ONE ELSE was in the room when it happened.
they just assumed that it happened.
a fault on there part, keeping her from her job for weeks and leaving her to her own thoughts. that’ s what it seemed at least to be, weeks. who knew actually when you have nothing to do ?
they were never there, in the room where it happened.
what exactly HAD happened ? well from what HE had heard from HER, and from what SHE had heard from HIM, they had claimed : sneaking in things, weapons, an attempt to break out the variant. that’s where the injuries came from.
WHAT HAD ACTUALLY HAPPENED ? no one but two pairs of eyes saw just an exchange of props. a mere CHILDRENS toy at one point and simple arts and crafts supplies later on. since when had those been classified as weapons ? never. it was just a way to get her out of the situation, she had assumed. what were they planning to do with him, or herself ?
so WHERE did the wounds come from if not the criminal that they would find anything to blame on ? well they’d never know, they’d never accept the reality of it all; meanwhile, their poor little lost soul herself struggled behind the scenes. as they chattered on about how to contain such a VILE CRIMINAL, they were busy offhandedly making a worse name for themselves by overlooking such a problem in their own staff.
it would stay invisible to them, this issue behind the scenes, until it was brought up again by someone else. AGAIN, no one but one saw, and word had spread and spread. a tva worker was supposed to be the picture of a deveoted, healthy individual. what could possibly lead them to be otherwise ? they didn’t know, and that was what worried them ! but worry was a strong word.
they decided it was something like treason. she had found something out, perhaps ? she was questioning, it must have been. it was better to be safe than sorry, either way ! so for one last time, for her, those doors to L0626′s cell were opened and she had stepped in. THE PICTURE OF DEVOTED, HEALTHY, tired and LOST. dress shirt tucked in, barely by a corner; hair down her shoulders instead of the braid it was usually in; the most surprising sight was the collar she wore now. BORE IT LIKE A CRIMINAL, apparently. but by god no one else was in the room where it happened. where all of this started.
❝ not a comment on it, i beg, not today. ❞
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