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tvimagines221b · 2 years
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Imagine: Mobius explaining to Loki that you are a young Variant who is on the run by the TVA and that you’ve been causing mischief across the timeline, even assisting the Loki they’re trying to catch.
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With the minutemen following behind them, Loki and Agent Mobius walked through the renaissance fair which had become the next scene of the Loki Variants latest attack. Mobius let out a sigh. “So… It seems this Loki we’re tracking, isn’t working alone. He’s got an accomplish. Another Variant who’s on the run from the TVA.” He began. Loki could only furrow his eyebrows. His Variant had an accomplice? Seemed very unlikely any Loki would with someone else, as opposed to on his own. But nonetheless, he would do his best to assist with the case all the same. “This other Loki….he has a partner in crime?” He quizzed. Agent Mobius nodded. As far as they aware, this Variant seemed to be showing up in the same places as the Loki. Maybe they had some sort of deal? Perhaps helping one another with each other’s plans? It seemed strange. But Loki and Mobius would need to be vigilant no matter what.
“Seems so.” Mobius nodded.
“Do we know who this Variant is exactly?” Loki quizzed. Surely they had some notion?
“Yeah actually… I do.” Mobius sighs. “The Variants been on run for quite awhile actually. Since she was a little girl.” Loki paused.
“I beg your pardon?” Loki titled his head. Loki and Mobius both stopped in their tracks. Mobius let out another sigh. “Her name is Y/N. She was brought into the TVA years ago. She was only a child. And I was the one sent to interrogate her. Try not to frighten her.”
Loki blinked. Was he really hearing this? The TVA bringing into a child?! It was absurd! But he continued to listen to the analyst. “I’m sorry… The TVA arrested a child for crimes against the timeline? That’s…beyond deranged.” He knew the TVA weren’t the most kindest of people. But children? Innocent kids who had done no wrong? It made him feel uneasy. Even he didn’t go to those sort of lengths.
“Yeah tell me about… That’s the one thing I disagree on. Kids shouldn’t be involved.” He frowned. “But yes, they brought her in when she was only a child.”
“What happened then?” Loki questioned.
“Y/N…though she was young, she was smart. She outwitted me. Stole my Tempad, and escaped the TVA. She’s been on the run ever since. She’s likely a teenager now.” Mobius replied.
“Right…” Loki chuckled. “Sorry uh, I need a moment to process that.” It was certainly a strange thought…
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sincka · 3 months
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I think, in my opinion, that if Loki make it back and confess his love for Mobius and vice versa, Mobius would suggest to keep their love secret at the beginning.
Both of them aren't really experienced in serious and healthy relationships and mostly, they are friends. Both might be scared to ruin something by calling themselves lovers.
And Mobius being a sweetheart, he cares about Loki's feelings and he thinks that keeping their growing love secret would avoid pressure from the others (even tho we know they would be so happy and without judgement). Because it would make their relation official and the pressure could make them feel nervous and unsure.
"why keeping it secret ? We're not ashamed of it, are we ?" Loki would asks, filled with insecurities.
"we're not. Definitely not. Just give ourselves some time... Don't be so hard on us so soon. It's not a speed contest, it's a slow cruise. And let's be honest, we might know what we feel— we still don't know what the hell we're doing right now, so... Let's not make it more complicated than it is already. Just... Keep it simple. Between us. Until we know... Until we know what we truly want. Or rather... How we want it. I mean... I don't want us to be nervous more than we are now. Don't you agree ?" Mobius would reply.
And of course, Loki would understand. More than ever.
In fact, it would make their story even more meaningful. Searching for answers, together. Testing each other's boundaries. Learning to know each other more. Seeking for the right moment to cross the line between friends and lovers by experiencing their first kiss. All that while taking their sweet time, feeling like they're the only persons in the world as none of their friends knows about them being a thing. Like a honeymoon phase they live in one of the branches, with patience, love and consideration.
Even when Loki would come back to TVA after all this time, glad to finally see his friends again. While b-15, o.b. and Casey are all happy to see the duo back, Mobius and Loki would exchange soft gaze, full of meanings while they blush.
And once they're both ready and sure of themselves, they would even forget about their agreement and kiss in public without the slightest embarrassment.
And b-15 would gasp and smile as wide as she can.
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coming back to this account to say;
maybe mobius somehow met loki (or a variant of) in his timeline and that's why the tva brought him in AND why he's lowkey (highkey) enamored with loki.
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five-hxrgreeves · 10 months
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An Unexpected Plan
PAIRING: loki laufeyson x reader
POWERS: none
WC: 2.6
SUMMARY: As a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, it was safe to say that you had seen a lot of strange things in your day. Glowing cubes from space, aliens and planetary-scale Armageddons were considered just another day at the office. However, the opening of the multiverse means infinite possibilities, including some that you’d never expect.
WARNINGS: possibly ooc Loki? (this is my first time writing him.)
AUTHOR’S NOTE: So this is based off the post-credit scene in Ant Man: Quantumania for the sneak peek of the Loki series s2. I actually have s1 written on Wattpad with an OC (called Everybody Wants to Rule the World if you want to check it out!), but since Tumblr likes x reader more, I took out the oc. This was an idea I’ve had since I watched s1 so I finally just decided to write a one-shot of it. It may not be accurate to the rest of s2 once it’s released since I just made up some stuff around the 3-second clip that we got.
As a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, it was safe to say that you had seen a lot of strange things in your day. From glowing space cubes of unknown origin to aliens trying to take over New York, the realm of what you considered impossible had broadened over the years. Your considerably high rank as a field agent had allowed you to experience some of these things first hand, which was both a blessing and a curse. It was more so the latter now as you’d been tasked with keeping the notorious trickster God of mischief from living up to his name. Luckily, you were well-equipped for the job— and more than just in the weapons department; you had the uncanny ability to see through lies. (This proved to be exceptionally helpful in an organization whose secrets had secrets.)
However, it was only after more than a decade of service that you were finally thinking that maybe you had bitten off more than you could chew. The God of Mischief had certainly earned his title; in an unforeseen turn of events, he’d gotten his hands on the Tesseract a second time and, before he could whisk himself away to who-knew-where to wreak more havoc, you’d latched onto his arm at the last second to join him for the spin as well. (At least nobody could ever say that you weren’t dedicated to your work.) After that, things had taken a turn for the worse and you’d both been taken to a mysterious time agency and had narrowly escaped death. (Well, maybe death was still on the table— your inevitable end had just been postponed.)
Needless to say, you and Loki hadn’t started out as the best of friends. When you weren’t trying to kill each other (verbally, at least), you glared at one another in sulky silences. But, as they say, trauma draws people together. Somewhere along the line between the end of the world and multiple variations of yourselves, you’d become something akin to. . . acquaintances? Allies? Not necessarily friends, but bonded by enough strange events to have a tentative trust with each other. You were almost certain that Loki wanted more from your relationship, but you hadn’t really forgiven him for what he’d done in New York and besides— whoever heard of a mortal and a God getting a good ending?
Now, however, none of that really seemed to matter; being displaced from your timeline certainly held a bigger threat than whatever was going on between the two of you. After your world-shattering revelation that the statue in the TVA’s library was no longer of three space lizards, but Kang himself you scrambled for answers and solutions. In a desperate attempt to understand the new situation you were in, you’d gotten the new-Mobius’ help of locating (a) Kang in this present timeline, which happened to be in the Victorian Era.
Although the three of you were hidden in shadows in the back of the theater where Kang’s presentation was taking place, your instincts were on high alert. The past few days? (Months?) had taught you that nothing was as it seemed. Even if Kang was currently pretending that he hadn’t seen your little group, you knew not to underestimate him. Every muscle in your body was tense, ready to flee the theater at a moment’s notice if necessary. If you were less of an agent and more of a civilian, you might have even grabbed Loki’s hand— which was only inches from yours in the cramped space— as an expression of the fear that you currently felt. (While you were a seasoned veteran and had seen much in your day, any sane person who knew what Kang was capable of would be scared of him.) Loki seemed to share your trepidation as his eyes never left the enigmatic presenter.
Mobius spoke in a whisper from the God’s other side: “you made him sound like this terrifying figure!”
Neither you nor Loki took your attention away from the man at the front of the room as you replied in sync, “he is.”
As if he’d heard your quiet conversation, Kang’s— in this timeline called Victor— gaze snapped to where you were standing. Although his expression didn’t change and he continued to speak to the crowd, you felt an icy wash of fear trickle down your spine. Instinctively, your weight shifted forward to your toes as you prepared to flee, knowing it wouldn’t be good if Kang or any of his variations caught you as he surely intended to.
You exchanged a glance with Loki, almost one of the same mind after you’d experienced meeting He Who Remains the first time. For Mobius’ benefit, the God breathed out: “run.”
You didn’t need to be told twice; the three of you (after some prompting to get the TVA agent moving) pushed your way as calmly— but also hurriedly— as possible through the crowd to reach the doors. While there wasn’t anyone visibly chasing after you yet, you knew better than to be fooled by the appearance of peace. Once you’d reached the busy London street, you exchanged a look with the men. Not wanting to waste anymore time, you gave one word of warning: “if we get split up, good luck.”
Then, you broke into the fastest run you could considering the crowds of people, animals and carts that went about their daily business. (How nice it would be to not be aware of the multiverse, time travel, interdimensional threats. . . but you consoled yourself that you’d probably become too bored with such a quiet life.) Unsurprisingly, Loki was able to keep pace with you pretty easily— considering he was a God who had to match your extensive training— but Mobius seemed to struggle, especially with dodging obstacles. That was fine, though (as mean as that sounded), since Kang wasn’t after him.
As you ran at a (mostly) steady pace through the winding London streets, cries and shouts began to sound from behind you— it seemed that Kang and his variants were giving the chase. You blocked out the sounds as you focused on running; one foot in front of the other, arms swinging, bent, by your sides, breaths even: in, out, in, out. You ran as you’d been trained to do: for your life. You were so focused on staying ahead of the Kangs that you even lost track of your “running partner” as Loki seemed to fall out of your peripheral vision.
You rounded a corner, and then another, and then— a hand reached out to grab your arm. If given the choice between fight or flight, your always chose the former; you reacted instantly, kicking out with your feet as you attempted to put your attacker in a headlock to take them down.
It was only after a couple seconds of struggling (why wouldn’t this peasant man go down? Didn’t they eat a diet of potatoes and gruel?), you finally registered the man’s protests: “whoa, hey! It’s me— it’s me!”
You let go to eye him suspiciously. In a flash of green, Loki’s familiar form appeared and you let out a sigh of relief which (as it usually was when it came to him) was quickly followed by irritation. “Okay, what the hell? I know you’re the fricken’ God of Mischief and all, but is now really a time to pull tricks?”
“It’s not a trick,” he reassured you. “Well, perhaps it is, in a sense— we can disguise ourselves and blend in, get them off our tail.”
The disguise of a peasant man returned, complete with grubby clothes and matted hair. You curled your lips in disgust. “Far cry from being an Asgardian prince, huh?” you mocked him. “And besides, there’s two flaws to that brilliant plan: one, what about me? I don’t have magic, so pulling me aside to tell me this is just a waste of time. And second, I’m pretty sure Kang the Conqueror can see through something this. . . elementary.”
The peasant man scowled at you, displeased by your jabs. “This is genius, first of all. Before you go touting that you know all about magic, mortal, I can share illusions. Doesn’t your super-secret special agent school teach you self-preservation, or are you willing to take the chance and outrun an impossible amount of Kangs?”
You pursed your lips, weighing your options. As much as you hated to admit it, Loki was right; taking a chance on him was probably better then depending on your running abilities. (Although, to be fair, you were a pretty good runner.) You matched his annoyed expression and crossed your arms against your chest. “Fine, we’ll do it your way— but for the record, my father taught me self-preservation.”
The God smirked at you in that irritating way of his and extended his arm towards you. “Take my hand.”
You watched him skeptically for a moment, remembering how he’d openly admitted to flirting with you in the hours before you’d confronted the Void. As you hesitated— your fatal flaw— you listened for your pursuers and heard faint shouts from their rough interactions with the common people. They were still some distance away, but not comfortable enough to completely forego Loki’s plan. You sighed and— with as much distain as you could muster— took the God’s hand.
There wasn’t anything immediately different about your appearance; when you looked down, you could still see your now-worn combat gear and dusty boots. However, when you looked over at the man next to you, you no longer saw a peasant man; Loki was back to being his infuriating (ahem, handsome) self. You frowned in confusion as you lifted your hand, turning it back and forth to try and see the difference.
“You don’t see the illusion when you’re in it,” he explained with an impossible amount of smugness. “I can assure you, however, that we look as much the same as the rest of this doldrum crowd.”
You gave him a curt nod. “Fine,” you said again. “Let’s try to get out of here, shall we?”
They made their way back onto the main street, looking just the same as the rest of the passers-by. To the rest of the common people, they merely looked like a peasant couple holding hands, out for a nice stroll. Speaking of— “shouldn’t we run?” you asked, looking over your shoulder. Although you couldn’t see the Kangs because of the crush of people, you knew they were there.
“That would draw attention to us,” Loki replied evenly, keeping the steady pace. “All parts of the illusion must be convincing for it to work.”
So, as much as all of your instincts screamed at you to run, you forced yourself to match his steps. Thankfully, the busy city was too noisy to have conversation, otherwise you might have strangled Loki right on the street. (Okay, maybe you weren’t at each other’s throats as often anymore, but he still annoyed the hell out of you.)
It happened suddenly: one moment, you were walking along with Loki at a brisk pace, and the next a man with a golden pharaoh’s headdress appeared next to them. His dark, intense eyes swept the area as he mercilessly pushed carts and people out of his way. Your grip on Loki’s hand tightened in warning, causing the God to look down at you. You jerked your head to the dark-skinned man dressed in gold. His eyes followed your motion and widened before he quickly looked away. Neither of you spoke since the illusion wouldn’t disguise your voice, but your pace picked up slightly.
The next few minutes were very tense as you waited to see if Loki’s illusions would work. It seemed as if the Kang in the Egyptian-styled clothes was tailing you. Loki knew that his magic could only do so much; to the well-trained eye, a very faint glimmer of green could still be seen. They needed to make their illusion even more believable; to do something so out of the ordinary— something that was entirely ordinary, actually— that it would convince even the keenest of observers (which surely Kang was.)
The idea came to him in an instant, causing his chest to fill with warmth. While this would certainly not be his first kiss, it would be his first kiss with you. (And, if he were being uncharacteristically honest, it might be his only chance.) Loki glanced at the Agent out of the corner of his eye, knowing how poorly such a proposal would be received. But, this was a viable suggestion to get the Kangs away from them. So, he tugged the woman next to him to a stop.
You turned to look at the God with an irritated expression. “Need a break, do you?”
Loki was looking down at you intently, his emerald gaze holding yours. Perhaps for the first time, he ignored your dig. “Kiss me.”
Not sure if you heard him right, you stared at him with wide eyes. “What?”
“Kiss me,” he repeated, a little more urgently. He glanced up at the Egyptian Kang who still lingered nearby. He lowered his voice as he hastily explained, “he suspects us. No one looks twice at two people kissing.”
“You’re cra— mmph,” your furious retort was cut off as he placed his lips on yours.
Again, your first impulse was to run, but this time for a different reason. It had been a long time since you’d kissed anyone— since your last love had ended in disaster. You’d vowed to never let anyone this close again after that, but here you were, allowing the God of Mischief to kiss you on a busy street. People brushed past you and jostled you, but Loki’s hands lightly held your arms, keeping you in place. You still had half a mind to push him away and ask what the hell was he thinking, but the other half of your thoughts registered how. . . good of a kisser he was.
You supposed that over a thousand years of practice certainly had its benefits. His lips were soft but insistent on yours, there was just enough tongue movement to make your stomach swoop (the traitor) and although you would deny it if asked, you could feel the electricity zip through you from the action. Just as your shock wore off enough to really kiss him back, Loki pulled away, his gaze flicking over your head to watch the crowd.
“He’s gone,” the God said with relief. Once he’d assessed that the danger had passed, he looked down at you with a smirk. “For someone who claims to hate me so much, I expected you to slap me instead of kiss me.”
You glared at him, any semblance of warmth that had come from the kiss disappearing as quickly as mist in the sun. “That can still be arranged.”
He gave you a shit-eating grin and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “Come on, Agent. Tell me you didn’t enjoy that.”
You shoved his arm away and turned to resume your path through the crowd, your head held high. “I didn’t. Let’s go find Mobius. Hopefully he hasn’t gotten trampled by a stray horse or something.”
Since you’d already refocused on the mission at hand, you missed the way the God’s smug expression faltered slightly at your stout rejection. It only lasted for a fraction of a second before he quickly recovered and hurried to catch up with you. Grabbing your wrist, he added, “we should still keep our disguises up, just in case.”
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b-dwolf · 5 months
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just saying but if mobius’ “real name” is theo i will be throwing myself down a flight of stairs and screaming the entire time.
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loki-princeofasgard · 4 months
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Masterlist
Loki
Mission #182: Part 1 Part 2
Nightmare
Mobius
For all times (Mobius x OFC)
Tony Stark
Jealous?
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mywidelyopeneyes · 2 years
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Marvel Incorrect Quote #2
Loki: I wish I was a dinosaur. Mobius: Why? Cause they're big and scary? Loki: Because they're dead.
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bebx · 11 months
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Relationship: Loki/Mobius M. Mobius 
Summary:
"Now what?" Loki asked, standing on the hill beside Mobius. The world beneath them was burnt to the ground. The sky was blood red and the air was filled with ashes and smoke.
"Now," Mobius glanced at him, "we heal."
An aftermath, the war was over, Loki realized their victory may have come at too high a cost. Two wounded soldiers after a brutal battle. All that was left to do now was for them to hold each other as tight as they could.
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annebolyenslosthead · 2 years
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Loki: I am not a lunatic. I have the psychiatric report to prove it. A slender majority of the panel decided in my favour.
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Mobius: You saved me! Why? Loki: People would think I murdered you if I didn't.
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Loki: What does a winner do when life gives them lemons? Mobius: Um, make lemonade? Loki: No, they squeeze them right back into life’s eyes
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Loki: What the fuck is wrong with you?? Mobius: What? No good morning? Loki: Good morning, what the fuck is wrong with you??
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rins-love-wins · 2 years
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Teammates ❤️
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Imagine sending Mobius to calm Loki after you’re injured…
He should have been faster. He was a God and he should have stopped you from being shoved into the champagne tower. His hesitation let you fall into broken glass and his blood boiled at the thought of the man who did this.
Mobius was helping you up carefully, small shards of glass falling from your clothes. You looked up and saw Loki’s fist clench. Immediately, you ignored the pain in your arm and grabbed his sleeve tugging just enough to make the raven-haired prince turn his head.
“It isn’t as bad as you think. We need to find Sylvie, remember?” You told him firmly.
Loki looked over the injuries and caught glimpses of blood. His stare hardened as he stepped back, pulling from your hold. “Stay here.”
He set off immediately after the culprit. In your effort to follow, you aggravated the wounds and winced. It was likely that your ribs had also taken a blow from the fall which would make chasing after Loki difficult.
Turning to Mobius who was helping to keep you upright, you gripped his arm. “You have to go with him.” You implored. “He’s going to kill Brad.”
Mobius frowned. “No, he won’t. He knows we need-”
“You’ve studied Loki’s timeline. Has anyone who injured me escaped his wrath?”
Mobius fell quiet as he thought through Loki’s history. The commoner who pushed you as a child in Asgard was bitten by a snake. Thor accidentally bruised your collarbone at training practice and a bookshelf dropped on him, breaking his nose. The HYDRA agent who stabbed you on a mission with the Avengers had his vehicle malfunction until he fell from a cliff.
Eyes going wide, Mobius’ jaw fell slack as the realisation dawned. “He’s going to kill Brad.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out the TemPad, pressing into it furiously before shoving it into your hands. “In ten seconds, this is going to open a door to the TVA. Get yourself to the medical bay. I’ll handle Loki.”
~ More imagines here ~
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makkarisbelova · 4 months
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not really sure how the mcu’s going to come together again at this point but I really want them to include mobius in the gayest and most irrelevant way. like imagine: it’s the next avengers movie. the latest avengers + whatever other superheroes they can scavenge are at the avengers headquarters discussing what to do next in the fight against kang (or whoever else it is if they switch it idk I’m not here for my logistical theorizing). all of a sudden, a security breach. someone’s at their front door, an unknown person unidentifiable to their facial recognition. this intrigues them. they let him in. he’s a man with a mustache and possibly the most non threatening demeanour one could ever encounter. he’s holding an envelope with the avengers logo stamped onto it.
they ask him what he’s doing here. he holds up the blank envelope and explains how he figured their mail go mixed up with his (he lives nowhere near them. like, in a completely different state.) this is also strange because they don’t get their mail sent to the compound. immediately they’re suspicious. especially because the guy keeps gawking at them.
“sorry,” he says. “this is pretty cool for me, seeing all of you in person. it’s kind of like meeting all of the characters from your favourite tv show, except the show is loki’s life so you all come off a little unfavourably—”
not half a second passes before thor is marching across the room and picking this man up off the ground by the neck. “loki? you know my brother, tell me right at once how you know him.”
the other avengers are trying to yank the man free from thor’s grasp. “you’ve got to keep his airway intact if you want him to explain,” the shout at thor. he finally drops him.
“my name is mobius m. mobius,” he says. “I was an agent with the Time Variant’s Authority, also known as the TVA. we were in charge of maintaining a single timeline until recently, when the man in charge of all that died. I didn’t get a name, loki only ever referred to him as He Who Remains— which if we’re being honest is much cooler, I mean he had this variant that was named victor timely but that’s just such a non-villain kind of name, you know, I just thought—”
“get to the point,” one of them demands.
“right, sorry. loki was working with us to figure out how to stop the timelines from imploding. your precious multiverse would have destroyed itself if not for him holding it together now.”
“that’s where he is?” thor asks.
mobius nods. “at the end of time. keeping every timeline intact, every universe safe. he sacrificed himself for me. for all of us.”
“you knowing loki can’t be a coincidence, you must have come here for a reason. what’s in the letter.”
“well that’s just it: I don’t know,” mobius says. “I haven’t opened it. I mean that’s still a felony on this earth, right? I just thought I’d return it. didn’t show up in my mailbox or anything either. just appeared on my front doorstep like magic.”
“not like magic,” bruce says as he opens the letter. “I think this is magic.”
thor grabs the letter and looks at it. everyone looks over his shoulder hoping to read it as well. it’s a single piece of paper with three simple sentences.
My Jane. Protect him with your life. Please.
— Loki
WOULD THAT NOT BE SO FRICKIN SWEET
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dariaabram · 4 months
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imagine Mobius comes back to the TVA after the initial shock of losing Loki for eternity. he sits by his desk at first, learning everything about Kang, and later starts going out on the missions. once the TVA detects off-charts anomalies on one of the timelines and Mobius is assigned to lead the mission. as the squad arrives, they detect nothing irregular but only Mobius notices slight rustle of the trees. he starts calling Loki's name leaving everyone confused. one of the agents tries to talk Mobius into his senses, to reassure him that Loki still holds the entire Multivesrse in his hands back in the Citadel, beyond time. but Mobius doesn't hear them. then, all of a sudden the equipment goes nuts. everybody turns around to the summit of the hill and sees a figure in enormous horns appear out of a splash of green light.
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lokiondisneyplus · 6 months
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You might have done a little happy dance upon learning that Ke Huy Quan — who first left his mark on Hollywood in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom as Short Round and most recently won an Academy Award for his role in Everything, Everywhere All At Once — was joining the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Well, when Quan found out an invitation for him to join the MCU was being extended he had to pull over to the side of the road because he was getting teary-eyed and couldn’t see. 
“I’ve been a fan of the Marvel Universe for a long, long time, and I always fantasized about joining the MCU family but that was only a fantasy that I didn’t think it would ever come true, it was a distant dream of mine.” Quan explained. “I watched Loki season 1 on Disney Plus and I thought it was one of the most creative and just best-looking cinematography, costume, production design; everything was just top notch. It was one of the most creative shows that I’ve ever seen in a long, long time.”
After his role in the Oscar-winning Everything, Everywhere All At Once caught the attention of Marvel Studios President Kevin Feige, he reached out to Quan with an offer. 
“One day my agent told me, ‘Kevin Feige is going to give you a call from Marvel Studios’, and he told me between a certain time, between 5 and 7, and I was so nervous but at the same time I was also very, very excited. I remember I was in a meeting at that time, and I told the person I was having the meeting with, ‘I’m so sorry, but at 4:50 I’m going to have to leave,’ but I didn’t tell them why, so I set my alarm clock at 4:50. And when it rang, I got out of there, expecting this important call from Mr. Kevin Feige. I was just driving home and all of a sudden, my phone rang, and I picked it up, and on the other end I heard this voice, hello, hi, I’m Kevin Feige, hello Ke.”
On the phone, Feige praised Quan’s performance, which tugged on his heartstrings so much he couldn’t contain his emotions. 
“I started getting teary eyed and I was driving, and I couldn’t see. And I had to pull off to the side of the road and we’re talking, and then he said, would you like to join the MCU family? I was ecstatic, I was so happy and to get that call from him meant the world to me.”
Quan now joins the MCU in the second season of Marvel Studios’ Loki playing Ouroboros — or O.B. for short. He works, all alone, in the very bottom basement of the Time Variance Authority, but “he’s super happy with his job, he doesn’t sleep, and he works 24/7.” 
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It might be intimidating joining the ranks alongside long-time Marvel star Tom Hiddleston and his on-screen best friend, Owen Wilson’s Mobius. But Quan fit right in. 
“He's a dream, I can't imagine anyone else playing this role,” Executive Producer Kevin Wright explains. “What you see on camera is what we get behind the camera. He slotted right into this team, which is already a fantastic ensemble. He's just a beautiful, inspiring person to work with.”
Wright notes that what Hiddleston and Wilson created with Loki and Mobius is “beloved,” and adding a third person might make for a third-wheel situation. But not with Quan. Quan, “came in with his own kind of unique aspect to that trio. It was just honestly being true to himself, being true to the character. He just adds this extra ingredient that wasn't there before. There's almost this whimsy. He just felt like a natural part of the team.”
It might have been a seamless fit, but that doesn’t mean Quan didn’t come prepared with a ton of questions about his character and the world of the TVA. 
“In the beginning I was quite nervous because it’s such a well-written character and I wanted to do it justice,” he continues. “I had a lot of creative meetings with our producers and with our directors. I would sit down, and I would ask them all these kinds of questions because I wanted to give justice to this wonderfully created character by our writer and producer.”
Looking back, Quan calls the whole process memorable, adding, “Every day I walk on set in a great mood and that’s how I finish the day as well. Every single person — the cast and the crew, has made this journey so memorable.”
And as for where he fits into the larger MCU? Quan’s already passed the first test of not talking about spoilers — not even asking about them. 
“I’m only familiar with what Loki Season 2 is about but I don’t want to know too much,” He jokes. “I want to be like a fan and discover it just the way everybody else does.”
Editor’s note: The following interview was conducted before the SAG-AFTRA strike began on July 14, 2023.
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artsyallouette · 10 months
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I think it's a really fascinating and underused thing we know about Mobius M. Mobius that he's jealous.
Not everyone gets jealous, and especially not over the affairs of people who they don't genuinely have an exclusive relationship with, but we have it from Owen Wilson's own mouth that when Mobius found out about the Nexus Event on Lamentis, he was jealous.
He saw Loki with someone else, someone he didn't really know, but who had escaped him for Kang-knows-how-long. Someone Mobius could easily feel is superior to him, since he hasn't been able to catch her, and it was his jealousy that made him so angry and disgusted with Loki.
I think that's a very underrated trait about Mobius. It's clear from the start that Mobius immediately starts seeing this Loki, Variant L1130, as his Loki. Not another one of the endless torrents of variant Lokis, but the one he considers unique, even though he shouldn't. Obviously, Sacred Timeline Loki is meant to be the unique one, and the variants are just wrong versions of that. But not to Mobius. He sees Loki L1130 and stops referring to him as a variant to anyone involved, including B-15 and Judge Renslayer.
He has accepted that Loki is special, and even when Loki fucks him around, he goes to bat for this variant. He's jealous of the woman that made Loki throw away their partnership, even if it was (officially) just a work partnership.
So when he's talking to Loki in The Nexus Event and mocking him for his attachment to Sylvie, it isn't truly coming from a place of horror or disgust. Mobius feels jealous and betrayed, and he wants to make Loki see things that way too. He wants Loki to see his relationship with Sylvie as egotistical or narcissistic or disgusting (I'm not having that debate so don't start it on this post), and for Loki to realise he was better off with Mobius. I'm sure, if that had happened, Mobius would have done everything to spin it to Renslayer that Loki helped bring down Sylvie, not that he escaped with her, and that they should consider making Loki a genuine agent. Given what we know about the TVA Agents, although Mobius wouldn't know it, that is clearly not unheard of.
When Loki rebuffed him, defending Sylvie to the end and refusing to go along with what Mobius said, it's important to note that they did not need Loki to break Sylvie. Mobius claimed they did, but if Loki wasn't going to help them do that, the correct response would have been to tell Renslayer he was useless and have him pruned. Mobius didn't do that. He stuck him in the Time Loop and hoped that would soften Loki up. He hoped, I would imagine, that spending hours having Sif tear down his self-esteem, even after he managed to change the loop, might make Loki realise who truly valued him. It was a cruel play, but I think it could have worked, had Loki not gotten into his head, first.
All of this to say that Mobius is jealous, and you should definitely use that in art and stories.
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🎵a memory the tva can’t erase 🎵 . . I love to imagine that some of the tva agents traits are little parts of their past shining through. I can imagine Mobius loved music and would play in his spare time before the tva 🥺💕
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