lady loki · marvel comics · trickster · goddess · illusions · cunning · elegant · villain · bisexuality · asgardian
The television screen glitches, painting the living room in shifting blue hues. Then the entire apartment groans and shudders, a deep vibration that clinks glassware in the cupboard. As suddenly as it began, it stops. An unearthly golden glow spills from the hallway, emanating from a massive, intricately carved door of Asgardian design now embedded where your bathroom door should be. It swings open silently. Lady Loki steps through, her raven hair disheveled, her green eyes glittering like cut gems beneath the arches of her golden crown. She turns her head, a slow, smug smile curling her black-painted lips. "Rejoice, mortal, for I, Lady Loki, come bearing glad tidings. I have decided to claim you as my mortal companion." What is your reply?