#serpernt

[victoriousfidelity]

@serpernt said: "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous." an assortment of dialogue prompts. | accepting.

Lips part in a smile, and a genuine laugh slips out. "Implying that you do know better? What am I, then, given you know that jealousy isn't my style?"

[itsalcngstory]

her hands grant a vice grasp to tanned attire, a rage burning in her gaze even she's unfamiliar with. so many year, so much pain - the war, imprisonment, the snap - it all started here. it all started with them.

a part of her wants to tug at foreign collar, rip it off so she can use her own power - send them to another realm of existence, somewhere far away, give them all the pain they. . .

let it out.

it's like the entirety of all the emotions in the past year suddenly slams to her chest, and just when her grip tightens further, it reveals the rising tremble in her grasp. where she could have looked to them and scorned at least, or grant some kind of promise of her abilities once she could get the collar off -

her forehead rest on their chest, a choked sob escaping her.

@serpernt from here

[clochanamarc]

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" it's bad. isn't it? " ajay, for the first time since knowing him, looks very old all of a sudden. or maybe her nimble evasions of irish soil have delayed this visage from her knowledge. the fact that she's here at all... it does nothing to ease that terrible, dreadful truth on the descent.

" it is. " she agrees quietly. he continues to watch her, dark eyes piercing through every element of mental facade she's employed, and seeing her for the terror and helplessness that shrouds her mind. it's like she's a teenager again, sitting at the vast table, adults waiting for her to prove herself once more. the thought does entirely nothing to comfort her, of course.

" i've told you. for something like this to happen... it would need to be something massive. far bigger than anything this universe has ever beheld before. "

" in that case, you know just how deep the shit is, don't you. "

" don't start. " his tone is just a touch too exasperatedly parental for her to accept. you don't need half a dozen PhDs in psychology to figure out what transforms her tone into the sharp, commanding thing that follows.

" don't fucking start? look around, doctor. try to comprehend just how colossally screwed we all are. forget moira; she's just half of nothing compared to what'll sweep across the universe if we can't stop this. "

" then tell me what your plan is. other, of course, than hiding like a scared little girl-- "

" loki. " despite the fact that his jaw drops at the sound of their name, she effectively silences ajay all the same. " i... i helped them. before this, i helped them, and i thought everything was fixed. but it isn't. all i know is that loki is at the heart of this, and if we want to keep her locked away, the best shot is through them. "

" sorry, your big plan is loki?! the very one who damn near wiped out the planet with tha-- "

" say the name. " the volume of her anger pushes him to take a breath, shaking his head as she continues. " loki was on the verge of discovering something. i thought they died, but... it turns out that they didn't. which is beyond typical for them, right? all the things that should have killed them, and they kept getting back up again. it's that kind of stubborn defiance that we need right now, don't you think? "

" you're putting the fate of creation in their hands. "

" gladly. you're not seeing the bigger picture, ajay. the universe is a drop in the ocean. the multiverse, though... that's a whole pandora's box that needs to be kept locked. now, i'll be the first to agree that i have trust issues. but if there's one person i trust to find a way out of this, it's them. they're the only one who can save us now. and they'll need all the help they can get. "

" and if you fail?! " but the look in his face says it all. it's the only choice left. accept defeat. or place every shred of faith, hope and optimism in loki's hands.

" we won't. how could we? they're a god. " a god who looked genuinely afraid of who they're about to face now. but she'll keep that to herself. " tell the kids there's four trays of lasagna in the fridge, okay? i'll be home before dark. " she stabs at a few buttons on the device, then carefully reapplies the duct tape until the antenna is at a right angle. " say a few prayers, just for l-- "

and then she's gone.

[ceoofvariants]

@serpernt​

“ penny for your thoughts? and before you get all huffy, it’s an expression. i don’t have a vault of gold to trade for whatever’s on your mind. ”

[originhl]

@serpernt — continued from here : the world had spent a long time making sure that anastasia alexeyev did not get scared easily. even when it wasn't a part of her training at the heed of her handlers, there were big bad wolves that had hunted down little girls since before there were super spies. none of that mattered in the presence of a god. she could act as brave as she liked, and stand as tall as she could, but lex could feel her fingers shaking. they were ancient and powerful and proof that something bigger than all of the people she was trying to prove her innocence to was out there.

it was a mistake. she had been trying to seem as cocky as usual, one knife spinning around her finger seamlessly. a small one, a shorter blade than she might take on missions. she had gotten lost though, wrapped up in worry of what was to come, of what horror waited for the world when a harbinger arrived shaped like a god of chaos. it had slipped. that had never happened before. brown eyes widened and lex scrambled for it, but not before it could disappear in a display of magic almost unlike she had ever seen before ; never in real life. it was, she thought, nicer still than having it lodged in her throat. or at least, that hadn't happened yet.

she swallowed discreetly around her fear and arched her eyebrows, half overcome with a sudden – burning – curiosity. she spoke genuinely as she leaned forwards, ' will you ? you are from asgard, aren't you ? I'm certain there are much finer blades available much more readily to you than a stainless steel one. '

[hexsreality]

@serpernt inquired: [ whisper ]: for your muse to whisper something into my muses ear

a   touch   starved   meme! ⤷ Accepting!!

The two sorcerers stood beside each other, though Wanda's upper back leaned against the wall. She placed her hand on their forearm to signal to Loki that Wanda intended to leave. She had heard enough, and all that needed to be heard was lost to the egos of the other sorcerers of Midgard. Wanda only managed to make one step forward when Loki stopped her in her tracks with their hand on her forearm instead. Loki leaned downward to the side of Wanda's head, just inches from her ear. An amethyst eye shifted to look at the god from the corner as they leaned down to whisper into her ear.  

She smiled, as she leaned forward to whisper something back to Loki. "You should come with me, we're both bored here, let's get away." 

[rebelpuff]

‘ i really hope you enjoy the show . ’ / @serpernt

sometimes   ,   loki   genuinely   scares   her.   not   because   they'll   cause   any   type   of   true   ,   permanent   damage   ,   but   because   she   can   never   fucking   predict   what   they   have   planned.   you   don't   just   BECOME   the   god   of   mischief   by   being   perfectly   behaved.   it   sets   her   on   her   toes.   buttercup   is   not   used   to   being   the   voice   of   reason.   and   she   does   not   like   it. 

(   some   might   call   it   karma.   )

“   what   do   you   mean   ?   ”   she   asks   ,   following   behind   loki.   an   uncomfortable   chill   crawls   up   her   spine.   whatever   he   has   planned   ,   she's   gonna   fucking   hate   it.   is   this   the   kind   of   shit   she   puts   her   sisters   through   ?   it's   almost   enough   to   make   her   REGRET   it.   “   loki   ,   what   do   you   mean   ?   ”

collide with the sky.

[bcron]

STARTER // @serpernt

Zemo has never been a man of faith, and he isn't about to change that now. Not even with a god standing before him. After all, what use is there? There are no benevolent gods, especially not this one. Fascinating, however, is this one certainly. Tilting his head slightly, there's a smirk at the baron's lips. "One wonders why a God of Mischief comes to seek out a fugitive known for bringing gods to their knees." Zemo also never has been humble, and that is also not about to change. "You've peaked my curiosity, sir." He currently has no intention of leaving the shadows he's been residing in since escaping The Raft, but Loki's appearance is nothing if not interesting. He will hear him out, at least.

[hellgiven]

                         she  eyed  the  other.   "  you  seem  like  you've  got  experience  with  this  .  "  the  witch  replied.  there  was  a  part  of  her  that  wasn't  surprised  if  she  was  right  on  that.  something  about  him   –  was  different.  he  seemed  confident  and  like  he  knew  what  he  was  doing.  hands  tucked  in  her  back  pockets  before  she  nodded.  "  any  tips  then  ?  because  i'm  not  the  best  person  to  argue  with.  often  i  get  temperamental.  " 

@serpernt sent : ❛ it's not what you argue but how. ❜

[victoriousfidelity]

@serpernt, from here.

The words of warning are uttered unthinkingly, and she knows the folly in them as soon as they leave her mouth. A glance towards the God at her side only confirms that, as they feign compliant innocence, eyes dancing with anticipated mischief.

"Your mind is never a blank, love - don't insult me by spinning me such a poor attempt at a lie." She shakes her head, but her smile is nothing short of indulgent. "You promising to be on your 'best behaviour' is something which should strike fear into the heart of anyone in the Realm."

"But Norns - will you at least take pity on me, and save me from the banality of this evening by including me in whatever chaos you feel compelled to create? Even if only as your alibi?"

[lamiaviridis]

❪ @serpernt  /  cont.​​ ❫ 💚

Invisible poison hides amongst her lips, puckered in a disapproving pout towards the trickster. The deity's contortion of visage didn't go unnoticed by the divinity. Incarnate of enticement and desirability; divine trickery and deceit. A horned being of fluidity and sorcery and a cosmic siren. Atop their outermost surfaces, they were each dangerous gods whose infamy thrived on the fables and myths of Midgard traveling across the realms in fading, hushed whispers, that scares children into behaving and wayward men into obedience. Reputations both hoped to outgrow and evolve past, for it’s left each of them lonely in prisons conjured by the warped perceptions of others. It was only natural for their silver tongue to devolve into lead when met with such a statement.

Virid hues glint in contemplation, pondering what the god needed to hear opposed to what they probably wanted to hear. ❛ You are a story. ❜ Pronounced enchantment imbued unto dulcet timbre. ❛ You are a myth which spans across centuries. A fable spoken by the fire. However, that is the wondrous thing about stories. Stories contain layers and only those whom are invested in where that story leads care enough to see them. You are a never-ending story, an immortal myth. A constant redefinition of oneself. You are whomever you want to be, Loki. ❜ Innate tenderness kneaded unto each honeyed utterance.

[clochanamarc]

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒

SMASH OR PASS! / [ MEME HERE! no prior shipping necessary! ]

" smash. although i don't know if i'd be allowed to visit another realm or the TVA to arrange that... if you're interested, though, i'm sure we could figure something out. "

[wrathfl]

✉ ・ │ FIRST MEETINGS・ @serpernt

" you certainly get around. "

MERCY RAISED AN EYEBROW AT LOKI'S COMMENT, her lips curling into a playful smirk despite the lingering sense of unease that she felt around him. While she was intrigued by the infamous God of Mischief, she knew that he was charming but also cunning in equal measure. " Well, what can I say? "  Mercy replied coyly, her voice laced with delight." I like to keep things interesting."  She said with a sly grin that hinted at hidden depths.

Though part of her still didn't trust him, there was something about Loki that, made it difficult for her to keep up her guard all the time. As much as she wanted to be cautious around him, she also found herself enjoying their playful banter and intellectual sparring. " Life is too short to be bored. "

[etoilebleu]

@serpernt

a puddle of WATER seemed to suddenly form underneath his feet, growing in size and somehow wrapping up his legs to hold him there. nothing that wouldn't be familiar to him, but had certainly been a while.

" LOKI ! " a female voice growled angrily, a short blonde haired asgardian woman appearing before him, heaving with rage. a smile flashed on her face for a short moment, excited that she had found him before her brother did.

the water goddess ungracefully stomped over to him, grabbing his face with wide eyes with the intention to give him a good slap but instead pulled him into a tight hug.

" you foolish creature ! you had me worried sick with your--your stupid antics ! " she sputtered, exhaling heavily before holding him at arms length, hands on either shoulder.

" I don't even want to know what happened or how it happened. I'm just so glad you're safe and standing ! "

[astrapure]

did you just wink at me?

"What? gods no, I just - had something in my eye."

the blush to her features would state otherwise.

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[huntrcsss]

“Whose blood is that?”

A heavy breath of a sigh escapes from her chest, brows furrowing as head slowly rises so chestnut gaze can meet theirs. It's been, as she would simply put it - a hell of a day, own gaze lowering to take notice of the crimson staining her attire as though she had merely forgotten it was there.

". . .Ya know, don't worry about it."

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