mangledloki:

iamthefirechild:

mangledloki:

iamthefirechild:

mangledloki:

iamthefirechild:

mangledloki:

iamthefirechild started following you

“Hello.” 

“Loki?!”

“Do I know you?” 

Summer shook her head hard, hair flying around. “No. But I know of you.”

“How?”

Dryly, “I got to help clean up after your little world domination play didn’t work out.”

“Oh shut it.” 

“Still commanding, I see. You did ask. Y’do seem to be a lot saner now.”