Loki visibly relaxed as Thor touched him, tension draining from him as he was kissed. He kissed back, hands resting on Thor’s arms. “I am now.” He smioed softly. “Wedding preparations have me very out of sorts.” He explained. “I want it perfect.”
Loki was willing to sacrifice himself, and yet after the world went dark, the last thing he knew being large purple finhers crushing his throat, he woke on earth. He doesn’t know why or how, or even if anything after the battle with Hela was real, but he’s making due while he hunts for his brother.
Human [ emerald love;; human Loki ]
Loki has always had a love of pranks, but he’s also very book smart. He isn’t above fighting, but he would definitely prefer a nonviolent solution when possible.
Model [ dramatic poses;; model Loki ]
Most people think models are dumb and only want an easy way to make money. Loki dontes more than half of his earnings from photo shoots to orphan charities and still manages to live in a lavishly decorated but by no means large home. He reads between sessions at his shoots, anything he can get his hands on.
Singer [ a song forgotten;; singer Loki ]
Loki has always been a singer at heart. Even when doing small tasks, he sings to himself. He posts little videos on various platforms and ends up with a mini following. When he’s found by an upcoming record label, he soon goes from singing in his apartment office to being in a real recording booth with three times as many fans backing him up.
“I told you last night, I’m trying new things.” McKenzie smiled, wrapping an arm around him.
“New things, huh?” the god asked. “And that includes staying the night wit your fuck buddy?” he asked, amused as he sat up and pulled her in for a hard kiss.
“Good morning, gorgeous.” McKenzie smiled, leaning over to press a soft kiss to his lips.
Loki opened his eyes as she spoke, humming quietly into the kiss and raising his hand to run a hand through her hair. “And here I thought you’d be gone with the sunrise.” he mused.
Loki liked swimming in the pool at the apartment complex. Summertime in New York was odd, and Loki knew the pool water was cool, so he’d gone down to lay in the shade for a while. Dark green swim trunks clung to his legs and a pair of dark sunglasses covered his eyes as he lay on a lounge chair under one of the umbrellas. He had been out for half an hour or so when he decided maybe he didn’t want to be alone. He materialized his phone and sent a quick message to Bucky, hoping the other wasn’t busy.
[to; Bucky ♡]: Afternoon, handsome. Free for a swim?
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