ANOUNCEMENT FROM #ƨɪɴɪᴄᴀʟ
this really sucks to have to announce but here goes.
all my accounts are going on hiatus. i’m not sure how long for. it could be for a month or it could be indefinitely.
it’s becoming harder and harder for me to find my character muses and more—
“You know how it is, darling. I have so much to do in so little time. I’m a busy goddess, you know.”
She smirked at him, propping a hand on her hip.
“I would be delighted to accompany you.”
@SheWhoEnchants
"You left dinner fast on our last date. And here I thought we were going to be having dessert back at my place.
What do you say we go out a second time, and you can show me your place. I promise not to run. We can call it tie, then."
@OfColosseums —bartender, her smirk stretching into a wicked smile.
“That pathetic thing knows what it’s like when the Enchantress plays with the weakened mind.”
She turned back to the Grandmaster, her green eyes sparkling. “So, yes. I suppose I am feared by many of this realm. And—
@OfColosseums —bartender a single nod, before turning to the Grandmaster with a wicked grin.
“Make it two, darling. Extra strong.”
With a nervous gulp, the bartender listened and started mixing Amora’s favourite cocktail.
“Shall we sit?” Amora asked with a tilt of her head.
@OfColosseums Amora let out a ‘hmph’, a feeling of pride surging through her. Pride that she’d one-upped a person such as the Grandmaster.
She walked in and the bartender recognised her immediately.
“Welcome back, Miss Amora.” He greeted nervously. “Th-the usual is it?”
Amora gave the—
@OfColosseums —by how incorrect you are.”
And with that, she begins to lead him to a bar lounge, one of the fanciest in the realm, gleaming gold and bronze in all its glory.
“I would say this is an appropriate location to start the date, don’t you?”
@OfColosseums “I’m sure I can convince you otherwise. . . /sweetheart/.”
She winked at the last word, walking over to him and threading her arm through his.
“And if you truly believe I am like everyone else who lays their eyes on you, then I assure you, you will be pleasantly surprised—
@OfColosseums She’d hung around with the God of Lies to know that being caught in a lie was /not/ fun. Though drinks and a tour sounded quite nice.
“If you want a tour of my realm, you’ll need to call it by it’s proper name, darling.”
She liked to tease, it was a specialty of hers to do,—
@Frozen_Heart___ Amora practically stuck to Loki’s side as they walked, keeping the wind out of her face with her hood.
“That certainly is strange.” Amora mumbled, her grip unintentionally tightening on Loki’s hand.
“What. . . did you two discuss?”
She could help but pry – otherwise—
My teacher looks like Jeff goldblum got a fucking tan.
And changed his last name to Soloman.
What do I do? — “I do not know what to do with either pieces of information you have given me. All I know is that many have compared th… https://t.co/mbjwMWIbP0
@Frozen_Heart___ “To. . . lunch?”
It certainly /was/ weird, to say the least. What did he need to discuss with her? Or were they just friends catching up like friends do?
At the mention of warmth, a pleasurable tingle went down Amora’s spine.”
“I’m sure you can warm me up just fine, dear.”
@OfColosseums “/You/? Scare /me/ off? Dearest, it takes a /lot/ for someone to scare me. And you. . . you do not in the slightest.
In fact. . . you intrigue me.”
She remembered his ability to read minds, hence why she bothered not with lies.
@Frozen_Heart___ —stopped the wind from getting to the rest of her body. She pulled the hood further over her face to protect it from the wind.
“Thanos, hm? Sounds. . . eventful.”
@Frozen_Heart___ Amora had heard of this Thanos character, and Loki’s involvement with him. She knew Loki was playing a dangerous game in getting mixed up with him and the Black Order, but Amora wouldn’t stop her.
She wouldn’t dare try.
The freezing wind nipped at her face, but the cloak—
@Frozen_Heart___ —her fingers with Loki’s; looking up to her and giving her a nod.
“You’ve been rather busy since your departure, I take it.” She hummed.
@Frozen_Heart___ The suddenness took Amora by surprise and she gasped, though a smile soon settled on her lips at Loki’s words.
“Sounds perfect, my darling.”
Amora took Loki’s suggestion and conjured herself a dark green cloak with a hood. She placed the hood over her head and interlocked—