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walkingxabovexperdition replied to your post:/lays down on the dash 

you most certainly are not trash.

perdie my love.

i'm afraid you must admit the truth. isn't there something about angels not lying and sitting on christmas trees or some shit like that?

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/lays down on the dash 

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incognitomessenger:

    an agitated noise morphs into a low growl. he should probably take a moment to calm down…         or he could take the opportunity to shove the irritating human against the nearest wall and shut his stupid mouth for once.

    …. by kissing him fiercely.

    So he totally had it coming when the pagan god shoved him into something. He didn't remember how strong Loki was compared to his height. Should he be concerned over finding a pagan god overpowering him attractive? For a moment, he thinks he might be turned into a nectarine or something of equal or lesser annoying value. But then he ends up shut up in quite a different manner and. . . okay. . . he's okay with this. 

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incognitomessenger:

    ” Was that an invitation. Don’t you push me, brat.”

    " Maybe. Maybe you should of checked my vitals, Dr. Sexy. Don't tell me what to do."

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incognitomessenger:

    ” I didn’t—! Do you ever shut up? Shut up.”

    " Well you could have. Make me."

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incognitomessenger:

     ” ….It’s not harassment if you told me to do it.” He’s a little conflicted on the sir thing. He might kind of like it.

    " I never told you to feel me up while I was waiting to see if the coyote would catch the roadrunner this time."

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incognitomessenger:

     ” You call me. Brat.” And he shows up every time.

    " You didn't deny the second part, sir." Maybe he prides himself on being a brat.

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incognitomessenger:

     ” You do that when you’re sick, too.”

    " I do not. You show up all by yourself and you harass me while I'm weak and defenseless."

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incognitomessenger:

    ” Uh-huh. If you’re sure.” The trickster’s lips are curling slightly, amused. “—What are you planning on doin’ with your newfound health, then, hm?”

     " Harassing my favorite pagan god." 

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incognitomessenger:

    ” …. This is gonna last about five days ‘n then your immune system is gonna fail on you. And I’ll be laughing.” And probably cuddling and offering orange juice. But shut up.

    " You don't know. I'm fine. I won't get sick again." He's been feeling on and off sick for the past couple of days. But that's none of Loki's business.

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incognitomessenger:

    He totally saw that jump. And he takes a moment very, very smug about it before blinking in surprise at the human, narrowing his eyes curiously, “… You’re not sick and leaking fluids on everything?”

    " That's right. Me no leaky. No leaky, no sneezing, no coughy, no sicky. Not yet anyway. Watch him have another sinus infection in a week. Aren't you proud of me?"

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"When I was in middle school, some of my so-called friends found a catalog ad I did for Superman pajamas. They made as many copies as they could and pasted them up all over school.

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incognitomessenger:

    Silently sneaks up on the puny human. “You called?”

    No. He didn't jump. You're imagining things. He simply turned around to see the pagan god behind him and that's it. " You notice anything different about me?"

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    Loudly summons the pagan god.

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i'm honestly surprised how many people still follow this blog, and put up with my inconsistent shit. you're all lovely baby ducklings, you know that?