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Mun is very much alive. I’ve had a lot going on in life recently that’s kept me away from having the muse to be on this blog. Lots of doctors appointments, surgery, you get the idea. (Plus switching between it and my main is a pain) 

However if you want to continue threads or start new ones (for my new followers. I see you there. ;)) you’re more than welcome to hit me up in PM for my Discord or Skype. Both are free, but i’d personally prefer Discord lol.

Take care my lovelies and I’m looking forward to hearing from you soon. <3

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“Everythings a choice. Nobody’s born good. Nobody’s born evil. It’s always a choice.”        

                              — Tom Hiddleston

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I apologize for the sudden lack of activity these past 4 days. I’ve come down with something I really have no definition for other than ‘ it sucks ‘ and has me dizzy and half lightheaded all the time. Focusing is a bitch and is rather difficult on Tumblr’s white background. If you wish to talk feel free to DM me and I can send you my discord. 

Take care and see you all soon <3

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incorrect marvel quotes source; parks and rec

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For soon he was reborn into a new, youthful body, free to choose his own fate. With the sword of Asgard’s earliest hero in his hand and missions from the all-mother, ruling triumvirate of Asgardia, to help polish his sparkling new reputation. So obviously, after all that, he wouldn’t just stab his brother right in the back. Surely. — Loki: Agent of Asgard.

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This blog is friendly and welcoming!!

Reblog to tell all the anxious RPer’s that

IT’S OKAY TO APPROACH IF YOU WANT TOO!

You don’t have to hide away and imagine asking me to RP. Just HOP INTO MY INBOX, MY MESSAGES, REBLOG AN IC POST, i will be happy to interact with you!!

This blog Loves New RP Partners and Happily Invites Them to interact with me!

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Loki by @prozac_00

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“I’m 𝓁𝑜𝓀𝒾.”

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Loki Laufeyson - Marvel Studios’ Avengers: Infinity War – Chant TV Spot

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“Nothing you’ve said is anything I haven’t heard before. If you don’t have anything new, you should probably leave.”

“I could forgive a mistake, but this? This isn’t just a mistake.”

“I don’t know what to do with all this energy I have. I’ve barely scratched the surface of it.”

“Anything can be used as an excuse if you sound confident enough.”

“I was wondering when you’d come crawling back. Come on it, I’ve just started the fire.”

“Why am I sitting here, listening to your lies? I have better things to do.”

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Reblog this if you rp over discord

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Mistakes certainly had been made.

All he had been tasked to do was visit Knowhere, retrieve the Aether, and go back to Stark Tower. A task even a child could accomplish. It should have been easy. It was easy. The collector had handed it over willingly when Loki described what he needed it for. It would have cost anyone else an asinine amount of credits, or his life, but with his little ‘connection’ to the Grandmaster.. Let’s just say he ended up getting a most generous discount.

Loki left the shop with the Aether in toe, disguised and hidden as a mere package. But as he neared the rift that would take him where ever he pleased (a handy little thing at that,) he was greeted with familiar faces. Faces he thought he’d never in his life, see again.

A plethora of shouting, gunfire, and dead bodies later, the god of Mischief was hauled away- quite literally, kicking and screaming.

The Chitauri were stupid. Sure their numbers were large and their technology powerful, but they were beyond idiotic. So when Loki laughed at the sight of them struggling to free the Aether it from his magic, he was rewarded with a sharp shove forward and a spear against his back and the demand to reveal the Reality Stone. “ Fine.“ He spoke loudly, his smile wide. “ As you wish. “ Lifting both hands he twisted one hand away, and the other towards himself, like unscrewing a jar.

Red energy mixed with his magic before exploding outward. It spread like a cloud of poison, vaporizing anything and everything it touched. The beasts around him shouted, screamed and clicked in fear, and Loki? Loki laughed. Another harsh slam was given to his spine, the Chitauri demanding he stop. Once, twice, three times. When the pain finally became unbearable he reversed the motion of his hand, but not before a burst of magic exploded outward, knocking them back.

Shielding his eyes he coughed, the container the Aether was housed in hitting the floor with a loud clatter. The red mist swirling angrily inside. Blue eyes lifted as his arm fell, and-

"What?”

Their voices rang in unison, Loki’s entire expression enveloped in confusion as he tried to believe what he was seeing. Himself. How was such a thing possible? Before he could question it there were hands grabbing at him, tugging the god to his feet and dragging him away. More swarmed his newfound 'twin', no doubt trying to apprehend him. Minutes passed as he was lead through various winding hallways before a large metal door slid open and Loki was tossed inside.

“-ck is that?”

Loki turned at the sudden curse that had broken up Stark’s monologue about the Accords. In the same instant he felt the prickle of intense energy, all consuming, a sensation he had experienced before, and witnessed the liquid red essence tearing its way through the air in the centre of the room.

The Aether.

“Stark, get back!” he cried. “Do not let it near.”

As though his voice had called it, the red, roiling mass shot toward him. Loki threw up his hands and felt it seize him. For a moment he thought it would tear him apart or attempt to take control of him. Instead, he felt a pull. Through the scarlet haze he caught sight of a shimmer in the fabric of the world, a yawning mouth into which the Aether was dragging him.

Stark called his name and leapt to grab his hand, but their fingertips failed to meet before Loki was sucked through.

A nightmare awaited. The murky, alien interior of a Chitauri ship surrounded him, a chamber of skeletal metal, chains dangling from overhead struts, ungodly mists huffing from vents. Thanos has found me, he thought, his gut lurching, but when he turned again to follow the drift of the Aether he saw his own face looking back at him.

“What?”

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My baby Tony trying to carry MerLoki. I’m so rusty.

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I love me some good character development that stems from sibling love :)