I am your Master of Mischief, your God.


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I was a God banished to this forsaken land. To keep sane I stay away from people. I keep myself with the dead in fact. I take on as a lowly Midgardian and work in a Morgue as a matter of fact. I still have Frost Giant blood in my veins so keeping myself locked away with deceased mortals in an ice box helps keep my madness down.

((This is a Blog for Loki Laufeyson, God of Mischief and Lies. This blog does involve NSFW if it indeed gets to that point. This is new so no one really knows, he shall develop.))

Loki was on his way to the morgue early in the morning and stopped inside a coffee shop for his usual black coffee and strawberry Danish. As he walked in he saw a new person there. This place was usually empty. He nodded his head, “good morning.” It was a beautiful woman to be exact.




  1. earthsgreatestlie reblogged this from tarajonesshield and added:
    He smiled softly. “Hi. I have yet to see you here, new?”
  2. tarajonesshield reblogged this from earthsgreatestlie and added:
    Tara blushed. “H-hi there.”
  3. tarajonesshield said: omg im so sorry i didnyt reply i was sooo busy
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