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I still haven't made the account as school is a butt and I was hardly on last weekend. 

When it is done or mostly done I'll leave a link

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Sooooooo.... I'm sorry once again that I haven't been here at all in any form at all. I lost the muse but I am slowly regaining it. But this account annoys me a little bit. 

So that means that i am going on a complete revamp of this blog.

In other words I'm going to make a new account. I'll keep this one here for old times sake for a good while until it's unnecessary to keep anymore. 

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ooc:

I'm sorry with how shitty I have been with rping here. Truth is I have kinda lost my Loki muse. So I have been on my Vamp!Tony which is metallicfangs

I may delete this account. I may not and go with a total revamp with it.

Not sure yet though

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Loki nodded in some understandment and followed Tony to the couch. Not that Tony would be able to see or anything but he smiled when the mortal pulled him close. Loki just brought his legs up and curled into the inventor. At least he fully understood what Tony was talking about when the TV appeared and didn't jump this time when the voice spoke. 

Tony smiled a bit. "Uh.. Well, a TV is kinda like a box of moving pictures and sounds... ah, come on, I'll show you." He smiled, leading him over to the couch before sitting down, letting Loki sit next to him before pulling him close to his side. The inventor smirked a little to himself before looking up at his ceiling. "JARVIS, TV please." He chirped. Suddenly a giant flat screen slid down from a slot that opened in the ceiling in front of them, turning on. "Anything good on?"

"Not particularly, sir. Shall I play a movie from your collection?" JARVIS's voice droned overhead.

"Surprise us, nothing bloody right now though, okay?"

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Reluctantly he let go of his grip and raised his head of the mortals shoulder. "What is this 'TV'?" He questioned. During his time on Midgard before, he never really found out what TV was. Loki slid of the counter top gracefully and held onto Starks arm without looking at him.

"Nah, its alright." Tony said, pulling back, still keeping an arm around Loki's waist in a unconsciously protective manner. "Come on, let's go sit down and watch TV or something. You don't have to let go if you don't want to." He assured him with a smile.

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He leaned into the touch and whined pathetically at the suggestion. "I'm comfortable.... but okay..." It would be better in the long run... and easier to hang onto Tony as well. "I should get of shouldn't I?"

And the inventor did just that. "Alright.... it's okay, Loks, I gotcha...." Tony said with something of a tired smile, running soothing circles on the God's back with one hand. "Wanna sit on the couch? It's a hell of a lot more comfortable than the counter..."

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Loki unwrapped the legs round the inventors waist, opting to snake his arms round him and just pull him close. "Just...." He bit his kiss swollen lips for a minute before continuing what he was about to say. "Hold me...."

Tony suddenly shifted, wrapping his arms around Loki's waist in a hug. "Hey..... its alright, Loks...." He said, resting his cheek against his shoulder as he held him close. "What's wrong? I'm not the best listener by or your sake I'll give it my best shot." He murmured.

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assassinatingyourships: Tony blinked when the god stopped and hesitated, moving his hand off of his thigh and onto the counter. “Hey…… What’s wrong, Loki?" He asked, voice surprisingly soft as he used Loki’s real name and not one of his normal random nicknames. “Are you alright?" He scrunched his eyes together to fight of bad memories. It distracted him momentarily before he realised that Stark was addressing him. "I'm sorry..." Whispered the God. "But I... I-I can't go any further...."

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He chuckled lightly. An angel he was not but if the other wished him to be hers then he would. "I will always be then." He hugged her before speaking seriously again. "Clean up before you rest so I can tend to the burn wounds on your back. Don't want them getting any worse."

Eventually, she pulled away, shifting to stretch out on the couch.  ”I’m going to try to get a nap…I haven’t been safe enough to sleep in a while, and I’m tired.  Then we can work together on figuring out how to get her to sign those adoption forms, and you can pick out my chores.  It’s only fair if I have chores if I’m living here, right?”

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Loki want to. He wanted so badly to continue kissing the mortal until he almost passed out with lack of oxygen. He want so badly to bring this along further. Even if it meant nothing and was only for one night of uncontrollable lust but... He couldn't. Memories of his imprisoned time began to creep back when Anthonys hand rested on his thigh, so to prevent it from going further, he broke the kiss begrudgingly. Looking at the mortals eyes he sighed tiredly and rested his forehead on his shoulder without saying a word.

Tony’s hands shifted, one pressing into the counter top beside Loki’s left flank, lips pressing hard enough to bruise up against Loki’s, making a noise of pleasure as the god tugged lightly on his hair. The inventor ‘s other hand found itself resting on the Raven’s right thigh.

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It was a fight Loki wasn't willing to lose and enjoyed how the smaller man was fighting against him. The God growled at the change of positions but used it to his advantage. Adjusting him self so he now sat on the counter, he smirked into the kiss and wrapped his legs round the inventors waist. Pulling him close as well as tugging on his hair lightly to give him better access to his mouth.

Tony kissed the taller god deeply and with a slight bit of force, tongue fighting easily against the raven's tongue for dominance. The inventor found himself flipping their positions, pressing Loki back against the counter.

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it’s been ten years and i still think this is one of the best plot twists in history

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So I was driving along with my best friend in the passenger seat next to me. Suddenly the car in front of me skidded on ice and I had to emergency brake. Before I knew it my hand was across my friend to stop her from flying forwards She looked at me and told me she couldn’t believe that my first thought would be to save her. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that, as a pizza delivery driver, I have developed a reflex action to stop the pizzas flying off the seat whenever I emergency brake.

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one time i was trying to disprove the theory to someone that california isn’t made out of in n outs and then