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alyceinwonderland777 · 1 month

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Soul saviour

Pairing; Sylvie x Hunter D-90 (Ship name: SylD90)

Summery: The TVA is now in charge of protecting the timelines instead of destroying them and everything goes smoothly, but D-90 is tormented by the curiosity to know who he was before he was kidnapped by He Who Remains and so he goes to the only person who can give him all the answers he is looking for.

⚠️WARNING⚠️: THIS ONESHOT CONTAINS SOME SPICY CONTENTS AND THE DETAILS ABOUT D-90'S IDENTITY ARE MY HEADCANONS ABOUT HIM

Everything goes like clockwork. The TVA now does some real good and ensures the safety of the timelines. The atmosphere is less oppressive and there is finally freedom in there. Some employees decided to leave to build a new life in another timeline and come to visit from time to time, while others decided to stay and protect the multiverse. D-90 was one of those who decided to stay, but there was a doubt plaguing his mind. A doubt that made his guts twist with curiosity: Who was he before he was kidnapped by He Who Remains and recruited as a hunter? Only one person could resolve this doubt and that was Sylvie Laufeydottir, the Goddess of Mischief.

That evening he decided to go to her. He wanted to remove this doubt once and for all. He took out his TempPad and typed in the coordinates for Sylvie's timeline. The Timedoor opened and D-90 walked through it. He found himself in front of the McDonald's where Sylvie worked. Luckily it was closing, so he didn't have a chance to attract attention.

He saw Sylvie exit the fast food restaurant and approach her vehicle. At that moment D-90 approached her.

D-90: Hi Sylvie.

Sylvie turned around and recognized him immediately.

Sylvie: Oh it's you. How are you? How is it going at the base?

D-90: I'm fine, thank you. At the TVA everything goes like clockwork. As you know, we now only capture the dangerous variants of He Who Remains and work on protecting timelines rather than pruning them. Anyway, I'm here to ask you a favor. *He said*

Sylvie: What's going on? *She asked a bit concerned*

D-90 took a deep breath and spoke.

D-90: I wish you would enchant me like you did with C-20. I want to know who I was before I was turned into Hunter D-90.

There was a special glow in his eyes. His tough, impassive hunter mask was crumbling.

Sylvie: Get in.

D-90 got into the car and Sylvie started the car. After about 40 minutes they arrived at Sylvie's house. It was the classic American house with a garden, flower beds, a backyard and a garage.

Sylvie opened the door and the two entered.

Sylvie: Feel free to sit on the sofa. I will be right back.

D-90 sat on the sofa and Sylvie went to her room to change.

D-90 looked around. He had to admit that Sylvie had good taste when it came to decor. A few seconds later Sylvie returned to him. She was wearing an emerald green nightgown. D-90 smiled when he saw her. He had to admit that she was truly beautiful.

Sylvie: Can I get you something to drink?

D-90: Yes. A glass of orange juice, please.

Sylvie went to the fridge and got the juice. She poured a glass for D-90 and a glass for herself. She walked over to the sofa and gave D-90 the glass.

D-90: Thank you *He said with a smile*

Once they had finished drinking Sylvie asked D-90 the fateful question.

Sylvie: Are you ready?

D-90 took a deep breath and nodded.

Sylvie placed two fingers on D-90's temple and began to enchant him.

D-90 felt as if a hurricane had been unleashed in his brain. A wave of memories made its way into his brain. Finally everything was clear now. His real name was Brandon Williams, he was born in Scotland and moved to London at the age of 16 with his family. He was an English teacher by profession and was 28 years old when he was kidnapped by He Who Remains. Bittersweet tears fell from Brandon's eyes. Finally the doubts had stopped tormenting him. Sylvie stopped enchanting him and took his hand between her hands.

Sylvie: How do you feel?

D-9O: I've never felt better. Thank you so much, Sylvie. *He said with a tone full of gratitude*

Sylvie smiled widely. The two talked all evening about this and that and discovered that they had many things in common. From the first moment she saw him, D-90 / Brandon had immediately caught Sylvie's eye and he felt the same way about her. In the 30 years he had worked for the TVA, nothing like this had ever happened to him.

At some point their gazes crossed. Their hearts were pounding as if they were about to explode. Their lips met in a sweet, passionate kiss. They were clouded by passion. They rushed to Sylvie's bedroom and fulfilled their desire. He eagerly removed her nightgown, revealing her beautiful body. He lunged for her breasts, biting and kissing them. Sylvie moaned uncontrollably, clutching at his hair. He undressed, revealing his muscular physique. Sylvie caressed his chest, making him moan. The most primitive and wild instincts immediately took over.

Screams and moans spread through the room. They went on for two hours and at the end of it all they lay down on the bed, tired but happy. She leaned against his chest and he held her close. That night was the beginning of a strong and passionate love. That kind of love that romantic films talk about and that humans desperately seek.

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musclesandhammering · 7 months

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My Biggest Fears for the series (spoilers for 2x1)

*I’m only including the ones I think are actually plausible.

-Loki sacrifices himself at the end

-Hunter D-90 dies

-Mobius returns to his wife and kids at the end of the show

-General Dox is actually a future version of Sylvie

-and X-5 is the son she had with Loki

-Any of the main people (Loki, Mobius, B-15, etc) choose to go back to their old lives on the timeline, thus breaking up our newly formed team

-everything that happens in this season ends up having no real impact on the multiverse saga as a whole and is basically just a side quest

-the writers forget Casey and D-90 even exist after like episode 2

-Loki is only allowed to be super powerful when he’s holding hands with Sylvie

-we don’t get to see Loki using his newly discovered enchantment powers ever again

-we don’t get to see Loki wielding Laevateinn ever again

-the entire season is about finding sylvie, stopping General Dox, doing whatever with the Brad guy… instead of being about finding/stopping Kang

-they double down on making Loki literally obsessed with Sylvie, and turn his motivations into “I did it for you!” instead of “I did it for all those innocent people/ I did it for my friends/ I did it to save the multiverse.”

-they turn OB into a villain

-(considering Ravonna seemed very important in HWR winning the war) they make her the big powerful ally to the Avengers in their fight against Kang, instead of Loki/Sylvie/B-15/etc

-the Loki crew sets up the multiverse saga and then just get pushed to the background

#I should put these on a bingo card #cause I know damn well atleast a few of them are gonna end up happening 😒#loki series #loki spoilers #loki 2x1 spoilers #loki #loki meta #kinda sorta not rly #antisylki #anti sylki #anti sylvie

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anonymousewrites · 5 months

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Portal to My Heart (Book 3) Chapter Eleven

Loki x Reader

Chapter Eleven: Into the Light

Summary: (Y/N) tries to fix the Loom, but Miss Minutes and Renslayer cause problems.

(Y/N) held the Throughput Multiplier steady as Timely placed his device within it. Casey and Ouroboros looked on anxiously as they waited to see if it fit. It went in perfectly and whirred to life. The group grinned.

“Spectacular,” said Timely.

“Hell yeah,” said (Y/N).

Mobius wandered into the room with a cup of hot chocolate from the dispenser outside. (Y/N) furrowed her brow. He looked melancholy and stuck in thought. Before she could speak up, though, Timely spoke.

“What is that?” he asked, staring at the cup.

“This? A little Mobius pick-me-up, courtesy of the hot cocoa machine,” said Mobius.

“Did you say hot cocoa machine?” Timely blinked. He had never heard of such a thing.

“Yeah,” said Mobius, smiling.

“Mobius, we need your Tempad,” said Ouroboros.

Mobius handed it over while Timely continued, “You have a machine for that?”

“Yeah. You’re interested in this machine,” observed Mobius.

“Weird, this Tempad isn’t connecting well, either,” muttered (Y/N) in frustration. Between the glitches and her head pounding, she was not having a good day.

“About this hot cocoa machine…could I take a look?” asked Timely.

“Can you sit tight for just a second?” said Mobius, noticing (Y/N)’s irritation. “What do you mean?”

“I can take him,” said Hunter D-90, who had been helping them track Dox when she first left the TVA.

“Can you? Okay, Professor, he’ll take you,” said Mobius.

Timely brightened and eagerly followed D-90 out of the room and down the hall to learn about the marvelous hot cocoa machine.

“So, what’s the matter?” asked Mobius.

“OB and Casey’s Tempads weren’t connecting to the system correctly, so we thought maybe it was because of being in R and A and so far down for so long, but then we tried yours, and it’s having the same issue,” said (Y/N). “So OB’s running diagnostics.”

“So strange,” said Ouroboros. “All your files are being corrupted in real time. Did you download unauthorized games again?”

“No,” Mobius defended himself. “I’m not gonna make that mistake twice.”

(Y/N) snorted unceremoniously before focusing. “Well, if it’s not that, it means that something is messing with your Tempad.”

The moment after she spoke, a small animation of Miss Minutes popped up on the screen and said, “Uh-uh-uh.” She was blocking access to the Tempad and the systems.

“Shit,” said (Y/N). “It’s Miss Minutes.”

“She’s taken control of the systems,” said Ouroboros.

“That would explain why the Tempads weren’t working,” said (Y/N).

“Grab the multiplier and let’s get Timely!” said Mobius urgently.

Ouroboros picked up the multiplier and followed with Casey out after Mobius and (Y/N). They turned the corner to the hot cocoa machine, but Timely wasn’t there. There was just a cup with hot cocoa spilled over the floor. Sylvie and Loki walked down the corridor at the same time and frowned upon seeing them.

“What’s wrong?” asked Loki.

“Timely’s gone,” said Mobius.

“And Miss Minutes is taking control of the TVA’s systems,” said (Y/N).

The elevator dinged, and B-15 walked out with a despondent face. “Dox and her team are dead.”

“What?” Everyone’s heads snapped to her.

She nodded sadly. “Yes.”

“It’s got to be Renslayer,” muttered Sylvie. “I should have just killed her.”

The TVA rumbled as the Loom strained, and (Y/N) winced as her headache surged to life with each flicker of the lights.

“Is the multiplier ready?” asked B-15.

“Theoretically. We haven’t had time to test it, but without Timely, it doesn’t matter,” said Ouroboros “Without his aura, I can’t open the blast doors. We’re locked in.”

“Okay, well, we gotta find out who took him back to the timeline,” said Mobius. “Where else would they have taken him?”

Loki knelt and picked up D-90’s Timestick. “No. Renslayer doesn’t want him. She wants the TVA. They’re still here.”

(Y/N) nodded. “This is where she can take control again. She’s not leaving. This is her attack on the TVA.”

“Find them,” said Mobius. “We’ll make sure we’re ready for the Loom.” He ran one way in the corridor to clear the way, and (Y/N), Loki, and Mobius headed to the elevators on the other side. B-15 protected Ouroboros and Casey on their way to the Loom monitoring station in case Mobius came across Renslayer or anyone else and needed backup.

A boom echoed through the TVA as the Loom began to break down, and (Y/N) stumbled as the pressure in her head grew.

“Are you alright?” asked Loki and Sylvie simultaneously.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” said (Y/N), gritting her teeth. “I just need to focus.”

Sylvie and Loki exchanged a look. They had no idea why (Y/N)’s head kept hurting so much, but it was concerning, and they worried that it had to do with the Loom and the TVA. If it did, that meant she was in danger of being injured in some way. They wouldn’t stand for that. So, Loki and Sylvie ran forward even faster beside (Y/N), determined to find Timely and put a stop to the Loom’s deterioration.

On the way to the elevator, another fallen Timestick lay as a remnant of a hunter’s death. (Y/N) narrowed her eyes. Renslayer’s plans were getting more and more people killed already. She grabbed it as she ran, determined to take on Renslayer and stop further pain and suffering just because of her desire for power.

Loki pressed the button to call the elevator furiously as the PA system reported that it was time to go to the nearest evacuation point. (Y/N) frowned. She recognized those words, but she had no time to think about that.

The doors opened slowly, and (Y/N) and Loki sighed in frustration while Sylvie forced them open and stepped in. Above them, a security camera swiveled to watch them.

(Y/N) and Loki backed up towards the elevator, but the doors slammed before they could get in.

“Loki! (Y/N)!” shouted Sylvie in alarm, slamming the button to open the doors.

“Access denied,” said Miss Minutes’s sing-song voice.

“Sylvie, you okay?” called (Y/N).

“Yeah. I just hate that clock,” snapped Sylvie.

“She’s trying to slow us down,” said Loki.

“Take the stairs,” said Sylvie. “I’ll meet you up there!”

“Stay safe!” called (Y/N) as she and Loki turned and ran for the stairs.

“Warning, total Loom failure imminent,” said the PA system.

“Yeah, yeah, got it,” muttered (Y/N) as her headache grew.

The pair kicked the door of the stairs open and raced upwards. They burst out on the next floor. The hall was familiar, and as they slowed in front of the corridor of the elevator, a phone rang. They froze. (Y/N) reached out and touched Loki’s arm in surprise.

In front of them were another (Y/N) and Loki, not wearing the TVA jackets, looking harried and worried. The other Loki had a familiar timer in his hand, and they stood faced a ringing telephone and the elevator.

It was them from when they’d been trying to correct their time-slipping. This was the future they’d traveled to. That’s why there had been so much confusion and chaos and worry in the TVA. It was because of the Loom still breaking down.

The elevator doors cracked open, and Sylvie’s face appeared just like it had to them when they time-slipped (and how it was currently to their time-slipping versions. Past-selves. Other selves? (Y/N) already had a headache, so she decided not to think more).

(Y/N) and Loki looked at each other and down to their pruning sticks. They knew what they had to do. They ignited their Timesticks and walked forward quietly.

Sylvie forced the doors open and looked out. “There you are,” she said in relief.

“Sy—” began (Y/N)’s past self.

(Y/N) and Loki pressed their Timesticks into their past selves’ backs, and they were pruned. Their old selves groaned, and the other (Y/N) tried to turn to see who was behind her, but the moment she caught a glimpse of the figures—her future self—she was pruned and disappeared.

Sylvie’s face morphed to one of confusion upon seeing another pair of (Y/N) and Lokis.

“We told you we saw you when we were time-slipping,” said (Y/N).

Sylvie’s eyes widened as she realized what she had claimed was ridiculous was true. (Y/N) extended a hand and helped Sylvie climb out of the elevator while the phone continued to ring.

This time, Loki got to answer. “Hello?” he said.

“About time, what’s taking you guys so long?” said Ouroboros.

(Y/N) and Sylvie leaned in so they could hear everything, and (Y/N) huffed.

“OB?” said Loki, still surprised that this had been what was happening when they time-slipped to the future in their past (what a sentence to think made sense, and yet that was his life).

“Hurry,” said Mobius as a particularly loud rumble shook the TVA, and (Y/N) winced and massaged her temple.

“Miss Minutes is sabotaging everything,” said (Y/N) in frustration. “It’s slowing us down.”

“What?” said Mobius.

“I could take her offline and reboot the whole system,” suggested Ouroboros.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, reboot the whole system!” urged Mobius.

“But we’ll lose the entire safety system,” said Ouroboros.

“So what?” said Mobius. “What are we gonna lose at this point?”

“The security protocols will go down,” said Ouroboros.

“Like what?” said Mobius.

“Like the dampeners that prevent people from using magic at the TVA,” said Ouroboros.

(Y/N), Loki, and Sylvie’s heads snapped up to look at each other.

“We would have to turn that off, too,” said Ouroboros.

“Turn it off!” shouted (Y/N), Loki, and Sylvie.

Ouroboros slammed his hand down on the button, and the lights of the TVA flashed violently. The system shut off, and the emergency lights flickered on, barely there as the Loom surged power through the building.

(Y/N), Loki, and Sylvie raised their hands. Green light collected in Sylvie and Loki’s hands, and (Y/N)’s veins and eyes glowed a faint blue. She smirked.

“Great news. I’m angry enough to make a portal,” she said.

Loki grinned. “We’ve got Renslayer.”

They heard footsteps in the dark, and they retreated to the shadows. It was Brad, holding a Timestick. The coward had joined Renslayer while Dox and her people died deciding to do the right thing.

“It’s all you guys,” whispered (Y/N).

Loki grinned spoke, his words coming from every shadow in the hall. “What do you say, Brad? Fancy a rematch?”

Brad froze. Recovering quickly, he flipped his Timestick around and prepared to use it. Sylvie stepped out behind him, put her hands on his head, and finished him. Green light filtered into his head, and his mind was hers.

“Renslayer and Timely are in the War Room,” said Sylvie. Brad stood at attention beside her. “We’ve got our distraction.”

“We’ll go in one minute,” said (Y/N), holding up her hand.

“Let’s go,” said Loki, smirking.

Renslayer watched Brad reenter the War Room after she had sent him to check out the situation. “X-5, what’s going on?” she demanded. At the table next to her, Timely held his satchel tightly.

Brad (controlled by Sylvie) walked in and spun the Timestick around. “This is cozy,” said Enchanted Brad. “Come here for a second.” He took Renslayer’s hand and pulled her away from Timely. “Come here. Come here. Come here.” She looked at him in confusion.

Behind Timely, a blue portal opened up. (Y/N) grinned and waved to Renslayer. “Hi,” she chirped.

“No!” Renslayer lunged towards the portal, but Enchanted Brad grabbed her sharply and pulled her back.

“Victor, come on, time to go!” said Loki, running in through the door and grabbing Timely. He urged the man towards the portal as (Y/N) held it open. Timely jumped through, and Renslayer fought against Enchanted Brad.

“This time, you’re not coming back to cause trouble,” said Enchanted Brad, turning on the pruning stick. He pressed it onto Renslayer as the portal closed, and she disappeared from the TVA as her chance at power disappeared simultaneously.

Sylvie ended the enchantment, and she, Loki, and (Y/N) pushed Timely down the corridor.

“Which way, wizard?” asked Timely.

“This way. Elevator!” shouted Sylvie.

“You saved my life!” cried Timely.

“Of course,” said (Y/N) as they ran. “Time for you to return the favor!”

She nearly shoved him into the elevator and slammed her hand down on the button to get them back down to the R and A floor.

“He’s here!” shouted (Y/N), dragging Timely into the Loom monitoring room.

“Come on, hurry, right here,” said Ouroboros, pulling out the aura reader.

“Victor, this way,” said Loki. He looked at Casey. “What do we need to do?”

“The Throughput Multiplier is waiting in the airlock,” said Casey. “But first, we need Mr. Timely’s aura screened so we can get the blast doors open.”

“Just put your head in the scanner,” said (Y/N).

Timely coughed. “Is that safe?”

“It’s alright,” said Loki. He looked at Timely intensely. “You’ll be fine.”

Timely nodded stiffly and took his glasses off.

“Here, let me hold those,” said Mobius.

“Sir,” acknowledged Timely. He took a deep breath and pushed his head into the aura scanner.

It whirred, and an automated voice said, “Welcome, He Who Remains.”

The blast doors rose to reveal the Loom sparking with energy as it strained against the infinitely growing branches of timelines. The pressure in (Y/N)’s head sparked, and she winced and held onto the table behind her. It was growing unbearable, and the energy from outside pricked at her skin.

“It’s worse than I thought,” said Ouroboros. “We have to move fast. Who’s it gonna be?”

“I’ll do it. I’ll put the suit on,” said Loki. He was willing to sacrifice himself for his friends.

“No, I’ll do it,” said (Y/N).

“Absolutely not,” said Loki.

“No, no way,” said Sylvie.

“Come on, we have to go,” said B-15.

“It should be me.” Timely cut through the chaos.

“No, you don’t have to do this,” said (Y/N).

“But I do,” said Timely. “Something wrong could happen, and I know how the Throughput Multiplier works.”

“Okay,” said (Y/N), and the others nodded.

“Okay, okay, let’s go.” Ouroboros grabbed Timely and pulled him towards the antechamber. “No time to argue. Hurry. Follow me. Listen. Get in, get suited up. When those doors open, get down the gangway as fast as you can. Load the Multiplier, launch it, and get back. Got it?”

“Got it,” said Timely.

“Okay,” said Ouroboros.

“Okay,” said Timely. He smiled at Loki and (Y/N). “Time to be brave.”

“Good luck,” said (Y/N).

Timely nodded and descended to the antechamber. Everyone stood by solemnly and gazed out the windows at the gangway and the Loom as it rumbled with energy.

“How long will he have?” asked Sylvie.

“Not long,” said Ouroboros.

“He’ll make it,” said Loki, though he was doubtful.

“Yeah, I don’t know about these radiation levels,” murmured Mobius. “It’s worse than when I was out there.”

“He’ll make it,” said (Y/N), hoping her certainty was enough even if she had no control over it.

“Ready.” Timely’s voice appeared over the radio.

“Come on, let’s go, let’s go!” called Mobius.

“Here we go,” said Timely, and the doors to the gangway opened. He ran out, everyone held their breath, and the radiation swept over him.

His scream was cut short as he turned to spaghetti in an instant.

The watchers froze, and (Y/N) covered her mouth in horror. Timely was dead. She looked at Loki, and he could only look back in realization of what was about to happen. The TVA was going to be destroyed. And everything else…was doomed.

“What happened?” questioned Mobius. “What-Where is he? What happened?”

“It’s over,” said Sylvie despondently.

“Is he dead?” murmured B-15.

“The Temporal Radiation is just too high,” said Ouroboros.

“What happened?” asked Mobius.

“I don’t know. It wasn’t me,” said Casey.

Behind Loki and (Y/N), a chaotic discussion of what went wrong raged, but it meant nothing. None of them could fix what had happened, and the Loom was still breaking apart.

(Y/N)’s headache intensified as the Loom strained against the onslaught of timelines.

Boom!

The Loom exploded in a single moment, and a wave of bright temporal energy flew outwards. The golden light bore down upon them in a storm of destruction.

(Y/N)’s head pounded, and she reached for Loki’s hand. She held it tightly and turned to him. Black spots appeared in her vision as her head split open in pain. Loki sucked in a breath as he gazed at her. The light was nearly blinding, but he could still see that her eyes and veins were blazing gold like the timelines.

“Loki, I think I need to—”

“You don’t, you don’t,” said Loki. He didn’t want to hear something that meant goodbye, not after everything they’d been through.

“I love you.” (Y/N) pulled him close and kissed him.

Loki’s eyes widened before closing, and he passionately kissed her back.

And then the light rolled over them, and everything ceased to exist.

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sortofanobsession · 5 months

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Catching up (Platonic Mobius M Mobius x Reader)

Author's Note: here is just a 1k word scene of camaraderie. A bit of Lokius feels.

Misery might love company but good friends lift you up.

Post Season 2

Unbeta'd and barely edited.

Gender neutral for the most part.

Content warnings: loneliness, sadness.

You wave to Mobius as you walk through the restaurant doors. He stands and helps you out of your jacket. You hug. It almost feels normal. But for you, it isn't.

To anyone in the restaurant you look like two friends catching up, or maybe a couple on a date. They couldn't possibly know the reality of your situation.

Mobius gives you a once over as you take the seat he offers you.

“You look stunning,” he says as he sits at the table.

“Oh hush, you’d say that about anything after knowing me only in those beige and brown boring outfits day in and day out for all of time.” You grin. “But you don't look so bad yourself, M. “Especially the tie.”

Mobius grins as he smoothes the deep green tie he had paired with a black suit.

“You would, considering you picked it out.”

“You needed more color in your wardrobe,” you grinned. “And I know you like the color.” You wink. He shakes his head but you don't miss the sad look in his eyes. You reach across the table and squeeze his hand. “I miss ‘em too, M.”

He nods but the waiter arrives and you place your orders.

You talk about the weather and surface topics as the waiter brings your drinks. You tell him how Casey, OB and Timely have been testing a new feature of an alternative power source since the TVA doesn't actually pull energy from the loom like you used too. Sure, OB had stabilized a source not long after the loom failed. But OB was no longer satisfied with a singular source. He wanted back up for back ups.

“That's OB,” Mobius says fondly. “I'm just glad he has help now. It's not all on him.” Mobius gets that look that you know means he’s starting to get lost in his memories.

“So,” you ask. “How’re the boys?” and you have his full attention again.

“They’re good,” he smiles as he thinks about his sons. “A handful, but good.”

“Mischievous, are they?”

“Oh without a doubt,” Mobius chuckles.

You laugh too because of course the people he loves most are chaotic by nature.

“Well, if anyone knows how to handle chaotic energy, it's you, Mobius.” You smile up at the waiter as he brings your entrees.

“How about you? What have you been up to? Last I heard B-15 had you keeping an eye on some of the former TVA workers.”

You nod. “The ones we weren't sure would adjust well, but honestly, most everyone is thriving.”

“Except?”

“Just a couple people,” you try to shrug off details. But he waits you out. “Brad Wolfe is thriving but he's still an erratic idiot, so we keep an eye on him.”

“Probably a good call,” he says between bites of his side salad. “Anyone else setting off that analyst brain of yours?”

You had just taken another bite of your pasta when he asked and you tried not to sigh.

“Like I said, most everyone is doing well. You hear from Sylvie more than I do, and the TVA is still in transition, but we’re doing alright.”

“But?” He asks, because he's Mobius and he knows to read between the lines.

You sigh and set your fork down. Stalling as you take a sip of your drink but he just watches you with a narrowed gaze.

“Mobius,” you start, tone now more serious.

It's his turn to sign. “It's me isn't it, I'm the outlier.”

“You lost more than anyone, Mobius, and that's understandable.”

“You lost your friend too,” he says. You and Loki had been thick as thieves. You worked with the god almost as well as Mobius did. “And D-90.” You and the hunter had been close. How close Mobius had never managed to get out of you, but he knew it broke your heart when you found out Brad pruned him. He was pretty sure that was why you monitored the actor as close as you do. If Brad failed to make use of the life he killed your closest companion for, you'd prune Brad Wolfe yourself.

“The job always had risks,” you say sadly. “It was always a possibility. But before it had a purpose.”

“For all time,” Mobius says.

“Always,” you finish for him.

“Doesn't make it easier,” he says knowingly.

“Still keep expecting him to drop by my desk like nothing has changed.”

“Now you know why I didn't stay,” he points out.

“I knew that already, M.” You start eating again.

“But you need that purpose, don't you?” He asks.

“I didn't have a timeline with people that needed me,” you tell him. “I just monitor you guys now. No variants. It's rare we actually have to intervene these days. Just watching out for Timely’s variants. And thankfully they haven't seemed to notice us yet. But I think that's more…their doing than anyone else's.” You liked to think Loki had a hand in it all.

It's quiet as you both finish your meals.

“You can say their name,” Mobius finally says as dessert arrives. Mobius had predictably gotten key lime pie. “It's alright. I know you're avoiding it for my sake.”

“Last thing I want to do is make it harder on you, M. But to me, it’s…important. I know Loki’s got a bigger role than just protecting the timelines and free will. I just do.”

“How can you be so sure?” He asks.

You study your former colleague and there it was. The doubt and loneliness is written on his face. Unmasked and very real. You reach for his hand again. “Because of the little things. Brighter flowers, my favorite coffee is never out of stock. A pack of cookies I could have sworn weren't there before.” You admit. “Either that or time has finally swiss cheesed my brain and my memory is failing.”

“Maybe it's just wishful thinking,” he says.

“Maybe, but at least this time I get to choose to believe. And I do. Believe in Loki. Always have thanks to you. So, I know you do too.”

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