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what I would do for a loki to ship with
or any hiddleston muse for that matter
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𝓐𝓻𝓮𝓼, 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮
I finally lost track of the days. They all seem to blur together, the longer I am without you. And each night when I wake, knowing that you've just closed your eyes. These eyes. I can't take it, Ares. I miss you more than my heart can handle. To see your face, and not mine, disguised within yours. When I look into all the conjured mirrors, I know you are there, but I can't feel you. I can't hear you. Nothing, not even the gravest wound, hurts more than this.
I miss your light, and laughter. I can't live without it, no matter how many times I try. I miss feeling your back against mine, as we fight hordes of demons. Guiding one another through body language alone. I will always protect you, Ares. I promise I will find a way to fix this.
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Afterlife... oh, what a terrible thought 'Cause I've lived without you once before
We don't, we don't have to do this again Please don't, please don't make me start this again
And oh my love Your beauty will consume me in the end
It was only ever you It was only ever you My baby, it feels like a lifetime Oh God, I don't think I could do two
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(✿ ♥‿♥)
#( visage. )#( az. )#intwined edit#without the heavy promo editing#didn't mean to make his hair purple#lmao that was a happy accident
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a villain ⦅ within ⦆ a hero.
ares & azariah are two twin warlock brothers that inhabit the same body. they were ripped apart by a witch and cursed to roam reality one without the other, and without any memory of home. forced into exile along with his brother; ares is the light to azariah's darkness, and he accepts his fate in keeping his older brother under control.
ind. twin warlock oc(s) ( + a necromancing witch oc ) selective / 18+ / mutuals only twinc*st content warning ❗ non-roleplaying blogs = blocked please read the rules page before following
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𝘔𝘠 𝘚𝘖𝘜𝘓 𝘐𝘚 𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘌𝘋 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘓𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘔𝘠 𝘊𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘒𝘌𝘋 𝘓𝘐𝘗𝘚 𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘒𝘐𝘚𝘚𝘌𝘋 𝘍𝘖𝘙 𝘈 𝘔𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘐𝘖𝘕 𝘋𝘈𝘠𝘚 𝘔𝘠 𝘐𝘕𝘍𝘌𝘊𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘛, 𝘐𝘛'𝘚 𝘉𝘓𝘌𝘌𝘋𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘊𝘈𝘎𝘌 𝘐'𝘔 𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘔𝘠 𝘋𝘐𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘠, 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘎𝘖𝘛 𝘓𝘖𝘕𝘎 𝘓𝘌𝘍𝘛 𝘛𝘖 𝘞𝘈𝘐𝘛
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ooc tip: when asking for role play, it’s good to come with an initial idea of what you’d be interested in plotting. offer a muse that might get along with theirs. etc. Asking simply to plot doesn’t give a lot of incentive, and can cause anxiety for some writers if we can’t see any writing examples or muse pages.
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please someone give me a powerful god-like muse that obsesses over both twins
also would do anything for a dark clark kent/superman
just anyone that can put them in their place
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"Did you see how hard that was? He didn't even see it coming!" Azariah exclaimed and playfully recreated his punch in front of his brother. "How high did he go, d'you think?" he wondered, "Probably more than ten feet, at least, right?"
"Straight up to the heavens, actually. He's dead." Ares laughed. “Or back down to hell. Wherever they go. I hope they don’t have any fun and are denied all the sweets.”
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fun fact — the twins are similar to the warlocks of World of Warcraft and Diablo.
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— ❝ 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓉 ❞
"That was a pretty rough run, little brother. Are you sure that you don't need a healing spell? An extra health potion?" Azariah questioned his twin, a teasing tone in his voice. They had just finished clearing an entire dungeon of beasts, and portaled out once they got what they came for.
"You did that on purpose." Ares shook his head, still trying to catch his breath as he sat back. "I know you took my potions last night, just so that I would have to depend on you today." the young warlock sighed. Az didn't even need the health potions, since he had his own enchantments that helped him heal faster on his own. "I could have died."
"Oh, don't be so dramatic! I've no idea what you're talking about, you probably just lost them at the inn." Az denied his twin's accusations, even though they both knew the truth. "Now, you know I will always have your back, Ares. You don't need the health potions anymore, you have me."
"Was that both a lie and an indirect confession?" Ares asked incredulously, "What happens when we accidentally get separated? I'd have to circle back to find you, because I can't create my own portals yet. Do you know how often those beasts reform?"
"Yes, and I know you can handle them now. Your offensive spells are off the charts, and I'm not surprised. I had to be the healer for someone." Az lifted both of his eyebrows at his brother. "I may be the older twin, but you are the tank between us. Just look at how easily you mastered the elemental attacks. I'm not the one who can make it rain fire and ice.”
#( drabble )#???#( starter )#?????#indie gay rp#I'd be open to other Hiddleston muses#if anyone is interested in poly
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open to — m, 21+, hereos / villains / supes / etc. muse — adreya, witch / necromancer
“Are you what they would consider a ‘warrior’ in this world?” the white eyed woman asked curiously after speaking with the male. She was clearly dressed differently, with slim black armor, since she was used to exploring worlds much dangerous than this one. “What are your special skills? Weapons? Surely you don’t just leave yourself unarmed.”
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⦃ the twins, if they met Loki before being bound ⦄
⦗ A R E S ⦘ — ❝We weren’t born as triplets, were we?❞ ⦗ A Z ⦘ — ❝No. I think I would know if there was-❞
⦗ A R E S ⦘ — ❝Another one? Yeah, I know, so would I.❞ ⦗ A Z ⦘ — ❝Well, at least he’s got all our best features-❞ ⦗ A R E S ⦘ — ❝-Don’t. even. start. Please, Az.❞
⦗ L O K I ⦘ — ❝You realize that I can hear you?❞
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the twins both have violet coloured eyes.
which under other lighting, may also appear pink, purple, or red.
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#the vast difference of personality in the twins #ares you happy dork #and az the sexy grouch

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