#help i need more mobius content !!!!

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LET'S TALK ABOUT LOKI'S SHOES (ACTUALLY, HIS WHOLE WARDROBE)

Production costs aside, clothes tell the audience about how characters think of themselves.

Loki's shoes in the S2 finale raised a lot eyebrows, but I find them quite fitting: they are comfortable, practical, and most importantly, they are humble. The camera brings this to our attention to communicate his evolution in character.

Loki has always dressed well, often times ostentatiously. Whether he is at war, passing as a Midgardian, or held captive as an Asgardian prisoner, Loki communicates his social class and sense of superiority through clothing. For him, clothing armors his fragile sense of self and against others' opinions of him. He intends to be perceived as deadly charming but ultimately unapproachable.

His attire in the first Thor movie is roughly equal parts green and gold, signifying his royal status. His style is dressed down for his brother's misadventures in Jotenheim, yet overall both silhouettes are lofty, princely, but not hardened or threatening.

In Avengers, Loki's look has more black and leather, with exaggerated emphasis on his shoulders meant to intimidate as he assumes the role of villain. The silhouette is very hard, heavy, and edgy. Gold detailing is prevalent as well. Combined with the goat's helm, this is Loki's most pretentious outfit, which speaks to an undercurrent of low self-esteem and a compulsive need to impress. There's no mistaking he is the main antagonist of the story.

In Thor 2, Loki's attire is similar to Avengers but the overcoat is exchanged for a less bulky version (perhaps conveying he is less guarded now that the effects of the Mind Stone are no longer influencing him). Loki's role likewise pivots from the harsh lines of a villain to the more flexible edges of a reluctant villain-turned-ally. This aligns with his character arc when he protects both Jane and Thor, seemingly sacrificing himself.

In Thor 3, Loki's silhouette is streamlined even further. The overcoat is done away with in favor of what appears to be a leather doublet, pauldrons, and vambraces. Gold accents are minimal. While stylish, Loki's attire is more practical than showy, and his helm serves the dual purpose of protection as well as weaponry. At this point in his arc, Loki has become a full antihero, joining his brother's side in rescuing as many Asgardians as possible, and eventually dying in a vain bid to protect Thor from Thanos.

The TVA does something very fun and interesting in taking away Loki's ability to dress himself. Since Loki cannot use his magic in the TVA, he is forced to wear the same clothing as his captor/advocate, who eventually becomes his best friend and peer.

Perhaps, on a subconscious level, this helped Loki to feel included. We know by his pwn admission that Loki fears being alone and desperately craves a sense of belonging. At the same time, he intentionally dresses to put people at a distance, thereby protecting himself from potential rejection at the cost of isolating himself further.

When Mobius gives him that TVA jacket for the first time, Loki seems uncharacteristically pleased. It is not an attractive jacket by any means, yet he neither scoffs at it nor refuses to wear it. Instead, Loki puts it on and is content when Mobius says it looks "smart" on him. He continues to dress like Mobius and, indeed, mimic some of his mannerisms such as placing his hands on his hips. Without clothing meant to push people away, Loki opens up, has more fun, and makes friends.

Loki's choice of attire as he assumes the mantle of God of Stories (and time) is fascinating. Setting aside the clear design inspiration from the comics, Loki's silhouette is soft, remarkably so. His colors are earthy hues of green, and the only bit of flare are the light gold trimming and crown. The look brings to mind the garb of sages and wise wizards rather than royalty or warriors. He's powerful yet approachable because there is humility in his bearing. And that humility springs from a well of healthy self-worth, self-love, and a deep love for others.

The shoes are not meant to be attractive. They are meant to help him ascend the throne, nothing more.

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Loki S2C5: a bit of a rant about Loki's feelings.

This got long skdk but bare with me cause I need to talk about them. The romantic undertones are making me INSANE.

No cause i am CONVINCED that Loki just realized he's in love with Mobius in this last chapter, s2c5. We know that this is a chapter of deep self-realization for Loki, since he reveals out loud what he truly wants: for his friends to stay, not being alone. So we already know this is a deep dive into Loki's feelings, into what he truly wants, into what his selfish desires are. "It's ok to want things". And Loki wants things. Which things, exactly?

This is easy to answer with all the romantic undertones this chapter had. For Sylvie being his love interest, there is very little S*lki content in this chapter. Y'know, the chapter where we're diving down into Lokis' true wants and feelings. You think this would be the perfect occasion to deepen into his and Sylvie's relationship, but instead, the ship stays in comatose as part of their only scene together in this chapter centers around Mobius. Around Loki bringing up Mobius and focusing on him and focusing on how he should have a chance to choose between the TVA and his life on the timeline. You don't have to be a genius to know that this hides Loki's desire to be chosen. More specifically, to be chosen by Mobius. And I know he also wants the rest of his friends to do so. But he doesn't focus on them, not on Sylvie. But on Mobius.

And then, the chapter is FILLED with romantic undertones between Lokius. Apart from Mobius' obvious attempts to flirt with the hot brunette client (real), we have Loki fixing his hair and jacket before going to talk to Mobius and stuttering all over the place while doing so. Loki remembering word by word what Mobius said about jetskis once. Loki basically confessing his feelings for him, letting him and us know that Mobius is the person who helped him see in himself something he couldn't (aka, Mobius is the reason why he became softer. Aka, Mobius is to Loki what Jane is to Thor, and not Sylvie). We have Mobius attempting to sell Loki his wife's former jetski, obvious romantic parallel. The romantic parallels between the two are all over the place.

And if it wasn't clear enough that this chapter is all about Loki's reflection on his wants and needs (that will culminate in him finding his glorious purpose as the god of stories), at the end we have him finding out how to control his time slipping. "It's about the who". Exactly. The "who" is extremely important. And who has Loki been caring about the most during the whole chapter? Who had his main focus? Who was the person who he was displaying different tendencies around? Who got more screen time around Loki? His love interest? No, Mobius. Tho at this point, they could be the same thing.

And the fact that he realizes that it's about the who after looking into Mobius' eyes for a full 10 seconds is completely telling. I'm so sure that he knows he loves him, and he knows he does so in a romantic way.

Cause, speaking from a narrative standpoint, isn't it just so tragic yet so fitting? That he finds out and admits his true feelings for Mobius once Mobius has forgotten him? Bc I'm also very sure that Mobius has known his own feelings for a LONG time, personally I think things clicked in his head in s1c4 when he was drowning in jealousy. Cmon, this man basically tried to enjoy a date with Loki in s2c3. He knows he's in love. At least he knew, bc now that Loki has realised that Mobius is his Jane, that it's about the who, that he's allowed to want; he's just forgotten him. And Loki's seen him die in front of his eyes again. And there's a way too real possibility of him choosing this life over Loki.

But maybe, he can rewrite the story. Maybe, he doesn't have to lose every time. Maybe, just maybe, he is allowed to want and have and be happy.

Unless Marvel wants to be a BITCH and doesn't give them a happy ending. Which, yeah. Probably.

Do I think Lokius will be canon? Not at all lmfao. But I do think that if they're doing all of this as a mere coincidence, wow. They just wrote one of the greatest love stories in the mcu without intending to. But if they're doing all of this just for queerbaiting, also wow, cause they're gonna throw away something so perfectly built for both Loki's and Mobius' arc just for nothing bc "two men bad".

But, yeah. Whatever happens next week, they're gay idgaf

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SYPNOSIS: “Baking cookies for my love! Baking cookies for your love!” where you’re making cookies for them.

CONTENT WARNINGS: It’s really fluffy

A/N: random ahh selection of characters/ I forgot about this and it was sitting in my drafts for the longest of times

not proofread

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ YOUR THE ONE WHO BAKES COOKIES FOR THEM

Knowing there were many ways you would never be able to repay their display of affection, you decided to do this small yet greatly significant gesture. With the help of your dear friend you spent the next 3 hours making cookies, yes most batches turned out well but they weren’t perfect enough.

The failed cookies were eaten by your friend whom now seemed to only live laugh live cookies from the abundance of batches you guys had made. The few cookies that passed your mighty cookie exam even with your penetrating eye looking for any fault to criticize and remake- were now put into a volume lace bag tied with a beautiful red ribbon. The bag of cookies laid beautifully in the middle of a straw basket with flowers and other trinkets surrounding it.

Although you knew it might not suffice as payment for the countless amount of times they had comforted in your time of need- or tried to comfort you, the amount of times they gave you their love, leaving them in such vulnerable position. Even if the quantity of love that you received was small it held baronial amounts of meaning behind the gesture, or if their love was as grandiose and evidently noticeable (maybe even if it’s in the middle of that scale), you somehow had to give back to them.

So even if the gesture was small, you gave them a cookie! Sorry, I meant an absolutely flawless cookie, perfect smell, an impeccable appearance, splendid texture mixed with your love, sweat, and tears. To most this cookie would rival even rival that if Micheln Star restaurants.

But this was something sent by the gods and received by a mere person like themselves, it was just a spectacular event they’d cherish. Yes the gesture was not grand, but they ate that up.

Gratitude and love if loving you more was even possible had burst like a dam, conquering their rationality and mind. They gave a kiss or two, some even giving more kisses than the average couple give each other in just a mere moment.

Some compliment the cookie, some express their joy through gestures and actions, some verbal and so on. But one thing that I definitely know they did was thank you, the butterflies swarming their belly’s non stop. They probably had heart in their eyes, accompanied with a love-struck smile ehrtet this was evident or not- they definitely loved it.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ DAZAI, fyodor, DION, JEREMY, CALE, AHIN GRACE, NIKOLAI sigma, Giyuu,CHUUYA, PANTALONE, DOTTORE, SCARAMOUCHE, KEVIN KASLANA, KALPAS, GOJO, mobius, Toya, RUI, NENE, Supporting Character Kyle, eren, and yor.

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tempestuous temper, kalpas pt. 1

prompt! "Sorry I didn't mean to moan like that my bad" but it worked in your favor 🤭

content! kalpas x fem!reader, manhandling, size kink, Kalpas dense dumbass, REALLY thirsty reader, extremely explicit

note! oh you guys aren't ready for me when I say I'm one of the biggest Kalpas dick rider over here i swear to god. this is pretty self indulgent so it has AFAB pronouns </3 by the way he hasn't shoved his dick in you here yet LMALOO.... yet.....

Kalpas was rude and unapproachable. His malice seeps off his entire body whenever you even show a slight interest in him with those pretty eyes of yours. The Flame-Chaser was dense and quick tempered, easily pissed off, and always looking for trouble.

You, however..

You were usually a sweet girl, a very very sweet girl. The kind of lady who gives flowers every so often to people she cherishes— you know, the kind who praises and pampers her friends every chance she gets. You were reserved, cheerful, polite, keep to yourself, and most of all, you really work hard. As a soldier, you believed that every life must be treated preciously, as if you only have one duty: to help create a sanctuary for humanity free of— or less of Honkai.

These attributes of yours served you tremendously. The Halo Effect never fails to accentuate your genuine kindness and tenderness you give out to others. But alas, such as Kalpas, Mobius, and many nameless others, it's often looked down upon when it's given correspondence to your occupation.

But the itch.. that undeniable itch you get just by letting your mind wander even for a little bit.. It's dangerous. Especially for mind readers in the MOTHS, you're sure to believe the Su himself started to mind his own business when he even catches a glimpse of you drooling. Your height has a big gap in-between the lines of those measuring meters with everybody else— His body could easily tower over you long before he even got his transformative surgery done (even if you had not seen it for yourself, Elysia has told you many times!). You shift your body from where you stand. Those quick glances you give Kalpas every time your paths pass— every stolen gaze would leave him wondering: what the fuck is your problem? Are you looking for a fight?

So one time, Kalpas decides to act upon it. His booming footsteps echoed all throughout the lobby signifying his entrance. His mask didn't manage to make you feel better as his whole tall, and jacked figure loom over yours— back against the wall both figuratively and literally.

His temper was like a ripple in a wave, one swift motion and everything follows through his rage. But you.. you weren't scared at all. In fact, you were terrified. You were panicking! What now? What has he learned? Did he manage to read your mind? Does he know you want him to wrap those big, cold, veiny hands of his on your neck? From the way you're averting your eyes mashed with the way you stumble on your words, Kalpas knew something was wrong. Unaware of your.. well, unorthodox thoughts— he starts to feel excitement himself. After all, a person showing absolutely no signs of a mean bone in their body, looking so small under his eyes, jittering with crossed arms, Kalpas thinks he definitely hit something in your nerves.

Kalpas wants to see you seethe with rage. He needs to get a rise out of you. You're fucking boring! He can't stand being in the same room with someone all smiles and flowers! Sure, he's seen you bathed in blood and dust— but surely you could be more grand than that? With each tick the clock makes, he grows impatient.

"You gonna say something or what?" His voice sultry and low. More often than not, he wonders what even led you here to this treacherous path. Especially where your ideals lie on hopeful visions of image-less salvation— where even the world itself spoke openly of a war neverending. A war where he would become the smoke, the dust, and the blood soaked dirt of the very plane you stand; someone as soft and cute as you.

You, however, couldn't bring yourself to even say a thing. Not one word out of your mouth. You're afraid that if you even say one thing, something else would come out. Kalpas is staring down at you hard. From the way he's eyeing you, you would've thought he's already eating bits and pieces of your soul. Then again, you would've loved to do the same— just not in a way he thinks. Really, looking up at him top to bottom, you're dying to taste him in your mouth this instant. That bitter, wet after taste on your tongue kept plaguing your phantasmic senses; so much so that you unconsciously lick your lips.

Gross.. you're a pervert. And as this whole ordeal prolongs, you're starting to come to terms with it, internally chuckling at the irony of it all. If only you were bold enough like Elysia, even charming enough like Eden— or perhaps as mesmerizing as a Serpent like Mobius, then maybe, just maybe you would bat your eyelashes at him flirtatiously and shoot your shot?

But you're not crazy. Maybe down horrendously bad, but not insane.

But when he started putting those hands of his on your body, that's when you started to get increasingly nervous. Kalpas, without restraint, grabs your collar and pulls your frame closer to his. His forearm rests behind you leaving you nowhere to look but him. Your throat lets out a suppressed yelp. Suddenly, the air was hotter and the colors were a little more indistinguishable. Heat started creeping up on your face, spine tingling with every breath he heaved behind his mask. Oh.. that tickles.. and suddenly, the floor was quite interesting. But that didn't work. You can't see the floor now that his chest is obscuring your vision.

Kalpas could very much sense that something is wrong. First of all, you're not giving the reaction he wants from you. Where's the narrowed eye glare? Or even a seat from your hands now that his fist is curled on your collar? Come to think of it, you're being awfully submissive to his taunts. Even if he came here with a second agenda, isn't hostility a normal reaction? For God's sake. You're insufferable. Your cheeks puffed out in a pout, averting his figure like a goddamn plague— he finds surprise in your hands trailing their way towards his arm, holding onto it gently.

"Kalpas. I don't like telling people what to do."

"So your mouths finally serving you? Good."

You gulp a little, looking up at him while he loosens his hold on your collar. Part of you yearned him to caress your cheek, but he was no sweet man. He's a funny guy. You like his humour. But you can't help but think— what is he here for? Before letting you even have a heave of peace, Kalpas suddenly turns you over, and toss you on his shoulders. His big, warm hands grabbed your waist, and you let out a small noise.

Noise. It was a noise. You swear it was a noise, not a moan or anything.

Kalpas suddenly tenses up, stopping in his tracks with you still in his arms. His grip on you almost loosens, as you limp weakly into his arms. Oh wow. Your face is basically a CPU heating up. You were shaking and quivering from the humiliation that you wished you could just be thrown across the room head first now.

"Don't—... Don't say anything." You could tell he was a little surprised, but he carries on like nothing happened. You can't even focus on your surroundings right now because all you could think was fifteen thousand thoughts about how weird you are and he's never ever going to approach nor talk to you again. In my opinion, that's a little far fetched. He's a weird guy as well! It's not just you who should be at fault ~

Kalpas grumbles under his breath. You didn't quite catch it, but you couldn't care less. Not when his scent was mere centimeters away from your nose.. this is something you will not be forgetting that's for sure.

Oh, you kinda want to bite him. Before you entertain the thought, Kalpas once again grabs you by the waist and tosses you across the couch of the lounge. For a moment, you were stricken with dizziness— your body bouncing a little upon the cushions.

Confused, maybe a little shocked (and definitely turned on) you space out a moment, only being brought back to reality when Kalpas slams the door closed.

He was gone.

What just happened?

"Oh, hi~ you're here!" You quickly turn towards the source of that sweet, cooing voice. Elysia stood just a few meters away from you, a sly smile on his face. "Enjoyed the ride I organized for you?"

"Elysia!"

"Hee-hee, a ride.."

this was a silly thirst i did lmao, it was sitting in my drafts for a while, so here ~

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[anukulee]

To My Dearest Maddie (Loki Love Letter)

Dedicated to @holdmytesseract

Dearest Maddie,

To my dearest love, the life I have been leading thus far was such a waste before you. I thought I knew love when I met Sylvie initially, but you have shown me how wrong I was. What I had with Sylvie wasn't what love should be, for she has broken my heart time after time again. Yet rather than listen to those around me such as you and even Mobius I blazed forward content in letting her use me, as she pleased. Yet the moment she dragged your name into the mud, I could no longer stand her cruel words. I know she wasn't in the utmost headspace, but hearing her disregard you, and even Mobius was something I couldn't stand to hear. For I know there are voices within your head fighting and tearing you about. Believe me my dearest I know them far too well, for those voices haunted my own mind back in Asgard. For every day under the cruel reign of the man I once called my father, was another day those voices came back. Only in the company of my mother Frigga and occasionally brother Thor (don't tell him, I said that) did I feel that I merely belonged. Yet upon meeting you, and even Mobius things have changed. Hearing your silky voice greet me each day, is one such thing I cherish. Through your laughter is second to none, how I wish I could hear you laugh far more. Even to see you bake those treats of yours over and over brings me the utmost joy. I long for the day I can truly proclaim my feelings to you, without the use of writing, but alas I may not be as silver-tongued as I thought. And I am sorry for that my love, for you deserve someone shouting they love you from the rooftops. But for now, I hope this will be acceptable. Of my utter devotion to you, if so will you please be min skatt, until the end of time? Hopelessly Yours, Loki Friggason

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THE ESCAPE

mobius/loki x f!reader

note! I feel like this will be a weird ass one shot I don't know y'all will tell me I just thought of this about one of my fake scenarios and put it here 💀

summary: mobius and loki have traveled way back in time working on their mission where you were living, however you weren't a local on that time either but had no clue you would find mobius nor loki interrupting what was your break from everything, your escape.

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content: I don't know what to make of it JUST A SOFT NICE FLUFF FANFIC hope you enjoy it :)

some time in the early 19th century you found yourself being surrounded by other friendly gentle ladies of your age of which you pretended were your long time friends as you have decided to befriend them and make you part of their community, since when you arrived had nowhere to reside, of course we're talking about when you arrived at that time.

when you were working at the TVA, always forever unhappy wasting your neverending time in your cubicle, having tons of paperwork with no interest whatsoever. Never had motivation for anything rather than the slight hope of some miracle that could pave the road to the exit to your new life.

That's when that new loki you heard about putting the TVA in distress and making everyone finding out that they had a life, never were created by the so called "time keepers" and only because you were always curious and realized all your made up theories were right. So you wasted your time no more, and took action while everything was out of control. You read lots of book in your free time, one of them was a guide book written by a loner called "ouroboros" and knew there will be free tem pads in plain sight for you to take. So you headed down to a place people never went, repairs and advancement department, slowly lurking around the place trying to find a tem pad that was already fixed. Right when you were about to grab one, a tiny man jumped out from the other side of the station desk, made you jump and scream.

oh no, im really sorry I scared you like that it surprises me that someone shows up on my workshop after hundred of years... hello! my name is ouroboros, can I help you with anything?... ma'am?

while still having your heart on your throat, thinking hunters were ready to prune you, your face turned to confusion, as of why this kind man was the only one in this room by himself

actually... I am in need of a tem pad if- if you have one... that works.

you felt bad using him like that since he seemed harmless; however, OB didn't hesitate and gave you your own tem pad. you thank him, he nodded and smiled.

You exit the department as you walk down fast to a corridor where no one would see you. Opened the tem pad for the first time, luckily you already read everything about it and knew how to operate it. You also did some investigation about time periods the tva went to on your breaks. So you try to determine the time period will you start your peaceful new life. and so you decide.

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Some time after day one of your escape, everything changed in your person, you were always moody back then, but now you have friends, a beautiful place to live with miles and miles of a landscape and pretty dresses to wear that you weren't very fond of it but since you started wearing them you found yourself a little bit more than before, because you were enjoying it, yourself and your time there, you were happy, finally.

Time passes and there was this lovely sunny day, walking down the enormous green field with your group of friends, feeling as graceful as ever, going back to the boarding residence chatting and laughing.

Right when you were walking up the stairs to the main entrance, two men you could vaguely see from afar, were standing inside greeting the girls.

When you got closer, you recognize these two men, loki the variant and mobius... that if he knows who you are, will snatch you right back to the tva. You were seconds away from losing everything, you couldn't resist and kept on looking at them in shock while still walking, unfortunately loki caught your eye, and made you extremely nervous, however you tilt your head back up and notice loki whispering to mobius only to then having both of them glancing back at you, with suspicious. You stopped looking, heart beating faster. Fortunately, a distraction saved you from the moment, a superior woman of the house greeting them. Gave you enough time to rapidly hide behind the wall between the two main doors. If you were to have the tem pad in your hand, would've been really useful but it was very well hidden inside a wooden floor in the house, so you would have to escape the ordinary way.

oh how wonderful having guests here, I'm very sorry I haven't introduced myself, welcome to our boarding school, I'm Mrs Smith, I haven't seen you here before, you're not from here Mr...?

Yes! Mr laufeyson and this is Mr... Wilson... yeah- mobius interrupts

I'm sorry Mrs smith, we just have a quick question, was someone in this house recently taken in?

You kept yourself silent on the other side of the wall, trying to hear the conversation that was gradually changing the subject, about you.

Well Mr Wilson we have students and lots of workers who reside here every year, however, as a matter of fact, we did took in a young woman this very year, she was in distress, we wanted us to give her a place to stay for a while, and for our surprise she was more clever than we thought, so we offered her to be one of our auxiliary teacher in this boarding school. She goes by the name Ms. Green... is that who you were looking for?

We're not sure- do you know where she could be?

Well she could definitely be in of one of the classrooms

Never felt so tense about a situation, knowing this life of yours could be at risk. Trying to get closer to the door to listen better while trembling and shaking is what you shouldn't do, but did anyways, and made you slightly slip. That's when you kept yourself completely still against the wall, not wanting to move a muscle. You hear a thank you from inside, only to then see the woman walking down to the other room, and that's the only pair of legs you see walking by; slowly you try to move your body to take a peek, to find yourself with nothing, there was no one there, you got yourself up, thinking you got now a way to escape. The second you take one step, you see shadows from behind, you turn your body, and try not get completely shook by it them.

hello there... I think I saw you walking by with the other ladies but looks like you didn't came inside at all, where you hiding right now... Ms...?

Ms green... and no, nonono I was just... enjoying the sun before entering class! teaching is can be exhausting...

Loki had his mischievous ways when he would keep smiling at you as he would know you were already lying to him.

Oh so you're the Ms green we hear about, they say that you're very clever, is that right-

Mobius interrupts loki, grabbing him on the arm to have a quick chat, but all you hear was murmuring.

Okay Ms green, to the point, why were you there behind the wall? who are you, what is your intention with us?

Mobius' leading questions definitely made you panicked, you started to stutter, without saying a word you were basically making yourself even more suspicious than before.

i- well--

no clue on what you could say to these men was making you feeling surrendered, but you realized! the only thing to get out of this misery is to say something on the least embarrassing, just enough to make them keep them loading and make the situation awkward.

i-- im into older guys! ... lads! I'm into older lads! (since older guys didn't sound that victorian-era to you)

both loki and mobius were silent, not knowing what to say.

o-older guys? you say?

Although mobius was just as stunned as loki, he suddenly started chuckling, loki was even more confused seeing mobius laugh at the situation.

Right, okay Ms green, that's funny, older guys it's your thing, very believable

Mobius, you do know, that it is actually, a thing... ?

Mobius turned at loki perplexed by his comment. You didn't say anything, just watching both loki and mobius discussing about your interest you just made up (well, kind of)

how is that even possible? hipothetically, someone as old as me, per se... how can I be a romantic interest to someone practically young as her?

Although it was clear you've already made a distraction for yourself, the conversation was getting more interesting than you thought, so you just stood there.

wow- I mean, I understand why you wouldn't understand it but- anyway... there's a concept of sort called, attraction, I don't know maybe you didn't hear of it-

oh my god, yes loki of course I know about attraction, I'm not stupid I'm an analyst, I would know about this stuff. Mobius was getting uptight.

Well you sure haven't experienced it...

Both loki and mobius now turned to you, loki looked surprised, mobius seemed bothered and you, who just realized that came out of your mouth, completely fazed.

You know what, that wasn't my place, I'm really sorry Mr Williams... you'd have to forgive I have to teach-

As soon as you tried to step out, a hand grabbing your shoulder was stopping you for going any further. loki of course

I'm sorry sweetheart, you are going to forgive me now, but I'm sure the class won't mind not having their auxiliary teacher for a day Ms green, if that's even your real name... did you got here looked over the grass and came up with that? pretty lazy to me... anyway, what I mean is, I know my ways, when someone is the god of mischief, I'm pretty sure I would know when someone is lying... don't you think?

you don't say anything, your body doesn't move but you're eyes seem to express the alarming situation that you were feeling.

mobius was even feeling proud of loki kind of smirking, so now he was taking the lead, loki did his part.

right... so let's start from the beginning, who are you... full name if you must, and no more of the I like older guys stuff-

sorry, I don't want to interrupt anymore... but that bit may be true- you know what nevermind you don't need to know that...

alright sure, you are just like loki were at first, so stop messing around with things that has nothing to do with this-

something about being interrogated was making you nervous, not knowing what to do, your body was rejecting the idea of ever going back to the tva, but on the other hand, was looking for any solution that could let you escape your place... any reckless solution

fine! I'll kiss you if you want proof!-

what? I'd like you not to-

you uncontrollably threw yourself over mobius and kissed him, a strong but short kiss. When you pushed yourself away to regain conscious and realize what you just did, you looked at mobius, he stayed in his place, almost shocked with your relentless action.

you left him... loading, kind of. Mobius- loki snapped his fingers to wake him up. He immediately zones back and turns to loki and whispers.

I think you're going to take the lead, im... going to be... over there, looking at the landscape...

He doesn't say anything more than that and walks away, while both you and loki watching mobius not being himself, loki side eye you with concern, you grinned at him innocently, and guilty. He grinned back.

Looks like the power of seduction worked, good for you, but I think it's a good time to talk now, starting by a name...

you felt defeated, nothing more to say or to defend yourself, if you were going to run away, they would definitely catch you, so you confess

I don't like my old name, and I don't think I could go back, my working life there was dreadful, it wasn't a life at all, always work and forever work, even worse, I thought I was doing it for the greater good, but instead I found out I was taken from my old life and put me on a desk for eternity... then I discovered this place, I've never been more happy... so if begging won't be enough for you not leaving me be, you would leave me no other choice but to fight... for the sun, for the flowers, the long landscape, my new life, for me.

You have defended yourself, you felt confident, even though your heart was pounding like never before, you were ready to act at any given moment. However, loki felt the opposite, feelings weren't bitterness any longer, his had sweet eyes while kindly smiling at you. He nodded gently, cautiously took your hand, which made confused and jumbled, and kissed it. You didn't know how to react, maybe you didn't have to escape from them after all.

I'm sorry about that, Ms green... I feel like you would need a first name don't you think? since you were talking about flowers... how about, lily! that you would suit you I think... (you nodded almost tearful, you don't feel in danger, but instead safer than before) so now that you represent a landscape, wherever you go, home will be with you, lily... because... I want to suggest something, your home, could no longer exist, if you wanna fight for it, you'd have to come to join us, and fight by our side... so that you could live here, for the rest of your life.

You smiled back, you've found a reason to end your never-ending paranoia of losing your new home, even though you were going to have to fight for it yourself, at least you knew you were going to be in good company, and who knows, maybe you'll get to win, and feel peace at last, and not hide every time something seems off.

You agreed nodding, loki never seemed so friendly about a situation, he felt a light of comfort after a long dark past.

I think you should get change first, i mean- you could definitely pull the off while on a killings spree, just a recommendation... (loki then gets closer, with an awkward posture and lower voice, he whispered) you know, I have experience with uncomfortable, sort of, battle leather clothes... even a formal suit it's way more comfortable than the things I wore...

You both chuckled, you were being friendly and kind of flirting with each other, it was a nice moment. He winked at you, and so you went to change yourself, and to look for your hidden tem pad.

Ms green! wh-where are you going with that bag?... and that man suit, say ms green... are you leaving?

looked like Mrs Smith have caught you right when you were about to save yourself from an awkward goodbye, when you then realize it wasn't.

oh no mrs smith! im not leaving, I was on my way to let you know, I was leaving, but only temporary, I'll be back, something urgent came up... family...

oh well dear, don't you worry about it, they always come first, we'll be fine without our auxiliary teacher for a while, but make sure you do come back.

of course I will

you gave mrs smith a warm smile, and waved goodbye. you got back with loki and mobius. Something felt uneasy about leaving what brought you happiness after an eternal missery, so it wasn't that simple to just leave, but now you had a chance to fight for it, fight for something in your life.

ready when you are

mobius said to both of you, walking towards him, while he was waiting besides an open portal he just called with the tem pad. All three were standing in front of it, you were too nervous to make the first step, on going back, there. Loki noticed, so he gently grabbed your hand, and smirked sweetly at you.

Mobius tried to do an ice-breaker out of the situation.

All this makes me want to confess about that kiss earlier, made me think... wasn't bad, if it happens that you make yourself nervous and accidentally kiss me... I'll be there, to accidentally kiss you back, im just saying...

Both you and mobius blush when joking about it, but you flushed even more red after he first walks into the portal, and can't keep your head straight.

There's something to motivate you now to get there... after you.

Loki jokes and smiles at you, making you go first to go in. He's right tho, this new adventure it made you feel excited and amused, something to live for, for a while.

and so you go in, still grabbing loki's hands, making him follow you next. Portal closes, and an adventure begins.

#mobius x reader #loki x reader #mobius #loki #loki series #loki laufeyson #mobius m mobius #fanfic #fluff #x reader #marvel #mcu #y/n #im back #im also bored #fem reader #fem y/n #female #f!reader #fem reader x mobius

[conceptmobius]

Staff Recruitment

Greetings! This is a post regarding staff recruitment for Concept: “Mobius”, as you probably surmised. Vertekins and I always looking to add to the ranks and make the site as detailed, informative, and cool as it can be. If you’re interested in joining, great! Let’s find you a spot! Incidentally, you may be able to fill multiple roles, but first things first. You need to run before you can Spin Attack, after all.

Concept: “Mobius” is a Sonic the Hedgehog site dedicated to information about the games within the franchise and the worlds, characters, and events within. While there are multiple wikis and whatnot that serve this purpose, we’re trying to do things differently. We want to enrich the world of the Blue Blur and hopefully make it more cohesive, less muddled, and more fun. Obviously, this is too big a job for a few people, hence the slow trickle of updates over the years.

So, we need a team to tackle this endeavor, and we have many branches for all skill sets. You'll also be asked to help out here, as well, but more on that at another time.

Writers

Arguably one of the most important roles. Writers will be contributing the bulk of the site’s content, from articles and reviews to think pieces and news blurbs. You’ll be expected to be able to spell, know your grammar, and write coherently. If the most writing you’ve done is on Twitter, you may find yourself at a loss here, especially since you’ll probably have to be your own editor, unless you ask your teammates for help (which you can, to be clear).

Artists

Another absolutely crucial role. You’ll be responsible for how the site looks: graphics, character art, zone landscapes, etc. It’ll be a big task, but you’ll always be credited for your work, with links going to whatever platform you choose.

Programmers/Modders

Your job will be to modify the games. Why? Two reasons.

We’ll be using various games for clips and showcases, and we need them to be accurate as possible. Many of them are either missing content, have various inaccuracies between one another, or just don’t look/sound/play right for our purposes. We can’t very well show Sonic’s world if it’s lackluster, can we?

We want to show what even the worst of the franchise could look/sound/play like if given the TLC they deserve.

I know this doesn’t sound necessary or worthwhile, but I assure you, it will make sense in the future.

Theorists

You’ll be helping with various theories and doing your best to plug up various plotholes in the Sonic universe. Unlike certain other game theorists, however, you’ll be expected to show restraint when speculating and not go off on tangents or grasping at whatever straws you see.

Cartographers

Your job is a doozy: making a single, DEFINITIVE map of Sonic’s Earth. You see, there have been many in the games, and they’ve been different every time, depending on the game or the area it's based in. And each one has been inconsistent. Heck, people don't even know where Green Hill Zone definitively is, despite its number of uses.

THIS.

WILL.

NOT.

DO.

If anyone is going to take Sonic lore seriously (and few people do), we need one map that can be used for every game. That way, there is more consistency in the narrative and people have a more defined view of the world.

Modelers

Your role will be to make various character renders to be used for the cast in the Character Database. You’ll be working with the artists to make the most “true to life” representations of Sonic and the others as you can. You might also find yourself recreating certain areas or scenes from the games, demonstrating various abilities, or just letting the cast style on each other.

News Reporters

You’ll be reporting on everything Sonic-related that is newsworthy, whether it be a game announcement or a funny pic from Sega. Just try not to post any memes.

That'll do for now, although, we're welcoming anyone with a notable skill set. If you think you have something to contribute to Concept: "Mobius" that is or isn't listed here, let us know. Just be aware that we can't afford to pay anyone for their work.

Thank you very much in advance!

~Ryan

#Concept: “Mobius” #Sonic the Hedgehog #SEGA #Sonic fandom #fan site #Help Wanted #Recruitment #Looking for help #web site development #web site staff #SIGNAL BOOST #important #please boost

[gloriousburden]

Ok not to talk about that series, but i just gotta say that i can’t help but be… i don’t know, i guess grateful? that marvel decided to let this mischaracterization happen to the variant™️ instead of to our loki. (since we all know that it would happen eventually because they don’t care about his character or anything he’s been through. hence his characterization in ragnarok too.) but i do mourn what our loki could’ve been everyday. and how much he deserved a solo project or even just another thor movie that would’ve dived into LITERALLY ANYTHING about him. there was so much potential, but instead they killed him off because they needed someone to open up the doors to the multiverse or literally whatever tf.

the series could’ve been about literally anyone. that’s just how non loki centered it is despite it literally being called LOKI. i hate that they’re trying to push this variant as the “new loki”, and that our loki is “irrelevant” and “flawed” now when he literally was perfect before he was killed off (and before ragnarok.) if this was what new “loki” content would consist of, they should’ve just let him go since clearly no one at marvel understands anything about him anymore.

(oh and not to mention that they originally wanted to kill loki off in the dark world, which actually explains a lot.)

also this is sort of unrelated to the original rant but i just gotta say that i really and truly wish that lokius/mobius fans would stop acting as if they’re so much more morally superior than sylki/sylvie fans. neither of them actually understand loki or care about him, and they both need to stop claiming that they are loki fans. because in reality, they’re just fans of the variant and who they can ship him with. if they actually understood loki, they would dislike the series as much as the rest of us do. it’s written by people who don’t get anything about loki besides…

“haha he’s thor’s younger brother who’s jealous and so evil… he commits evil acts JUST for the fun of it and without any true reasoning. oh and he’s such a narcissist guys… it’s not like he’s been trying to prove himself (mind you this is something an actual narcissist wouldn’t feel they have to do btw. but since the writers couldn’t see through the Very Obvious facade that loki puts up in response to the way he’s been ignored, belittled, neglected, etc… they think he’s a narcissist.) to not only odin, but to everyone else around him in the first two movies he was in. and since he’s privileged, it must mean he can’t have any kind of struggles and is overreacting. yass put him in a time loop where he continuously gets physically assaulted 😍 that’ll show him for sure.”

and then sylki/sylvie fans, and lokius/mobius fans will ignore how bad this writing is, just because loki was dumbed down enough to be shipped with their mediocre ass characters. if you can ignore the VERY OBVIOUS mischaracterization of loki’s character, then you are not a loki fan. you’re just a fan of the series and the characters in it. both lokius and sylki shippers are Um… not that great to put it kindly, but lokius shippers specifically have this weird superiority complex over sylki shippers/sylvie fans in general even though they ALSO don’t really know one thing about loki’s character outside of the mischaracterization from the series, and from fanon.

anyway putting this gif here because it’s cute and one of my faves ^_^

#loki #anti loki series #anti lokius #anti mobius #anti sylki #anti sylvie #loki meta #loki series criticism #anti ragnarok #ragnarok critism #loki series negativity #loki deserves better #mcu loki #anti loki show #loki show critical #loki show criticism #loki series critical #loki 💭 #2011 2013 loki supremacy

[forevertrueblue]

I need to finally accept the answers I'm looking for aren't coming, at least not anytime soon. There's a chance they may someday, years from now, but I can't get my hopes up for that. I can't cling as tightly onto the possibility that I might someday be gifted the closure I'm looking for as I have been leading up to this.

None of the people involved in this have been able to help me like they have in the past. Some are hurting themsevles, and it's been so difficult seeing certain people who are usually so positive and bright lights being so sad and having so much difficulty with this. I want to help them but the hopes I previously gave them turned out to be false and idk what I can do now besides point them to accurate information and debunk incorrect stuff when needed. I want to be there for them, but the more time I spend on their content right now the more upset I get again.

Others simply can't relate and don't understand my more complicated emotions. No point in talking to them.

Then there are the ones with some...creative control in all this. They've been so nice to me, but now they've gone quiet. Or at least quieter...I know they're there, that they see what I've said. They've even engaged with some of my stuff. But they haven't even tried responding to The Big Questions. Maybe they know that whatever they say wouldn't do anything to make me feel better. It probably wouldn't, but it'd be nice to hear back. Being able to discuss this stuff with them was like my main solace when the finale came out when comparing back to Endgame when it was all I wanted from the writers and directors and now it seems more like close but no cigar. I don't wanna seem desperate; I work hard for respectability and it seems that's how I've made these connections. But I wonder if I've hurt anyone's feelings.

I did my wrap-up articles this week; this one in particular seems to have resonated with people, from what I've been told. And then my more positive-leaning Mobius one, of course. I also wanted to do one about Sylvie and how she and the other women were handled this season but decided not to until/unless more insight comes out on that (which is what I told EM). Maybe for a Marvel and feminism in 2023 retrospective at the end of the year. But it might not be wise to open my old wounds of this and Maria Hill's fridging again.

I was hoping those articles would help me, but they didn't. At least not enough. The hard truth I probably have to now face is that being part of fandom taints things for me. Because surprisingly, I've actually been able to enjoy Loki content this week...whenever it hasn't been connected to some sort of commentary. Doesn't matter if that commentary was from fans, journalists, interviews...I like this show best when everyone just lets it be what it is and then each individual holds what it means to them close. No coincidence that I've enjoyed DWTS and StarKid content a lot more now that I don't have particularly strong attachment to their respective fandoms. I used to cling to both of those communities to a toxic level...never got what I wanted out of them, and only found closure through my own doing.

I desperately want to connect with people over media, but find I best enjoy people and media separately...and that no one can give me the answers and closure I'm looking for.

#loki #sylvie #mobius #marvel #mcu #me #maria hill #secret invasion #dancing with the stars #starkid #dwts #fandom

[where-theres-smoak-2]

You still have to admire how crazy some pro Lokius are... I'm still stunned.

https://www.tumblr.com/darklinaforever/734355929616842752/everybody-lies

I do think they are living a bit in denial but I wish I could say this surprises me, but its not new, they've always taken sylki moments and tried to warp them into being l*kius moments. The 'its about who scene' although it is about the whole gang collectively it was confirmed that Sylvie was the last trigger that helped him control his time-slipping, when asked very explicitly if that line was about a specific person or the group as a whole the response the head writer said was it was both, meaning it was specifically directed and about Sylvie but also encompassed the rest of the group who were his found family, so you could argue that scene is a sylki scene but they always use it as 'proof' that L*kius is canon. Other scenes they use in this way are the 'for you' scene which as many have pointed out is a throwback to thor when he said the same thing. Again others have pointed this out but the structure of the original line was the 'for you' was directed at a singular person, his father, the 'for all of us' was to include thor and the people of asgard. Seeing as this line is a mirror of the original it makes sense that the 'for you' is directed at a singular person. It also makes sense with everything we've seen in the show, the fact that its the canon ship, that this 'for you' is directed at Sylvie. Especially as the line just before it is him saying 'I know what I want, I know what kind of god I need to be' which are continuations of conversations Loki had with Sylvie alone, the one in the bar where she asks him what he wants, and the one where he visits her to tell her about the loom being a failsafe and him possibly having to kill her and she says he'd be taking everyone's free will from them and asks him if that is the kind of god he wants to be. I'm not going to say this line is one hundred percent definitely directed at Sylvie alone, we'd need confirmation from a writer, producer or tom who improvised the line, for that. But logic tells me its most likely directed at her. But again any time a sylki makes a post about that scene you'll have l*kius shippers jumping in to scream that mobius was there too. Well thor was there too in the original scene but nobody will deny that the 'for you' was directed at only Odin. Sylvie was the more prominent figure in that scene, she was (literally) front and centre.

Then there is the scene you've mentioned here, with that final look loki gives over his shoulder, which honestly that look gave me goosebumbs. But as you pointed out Sylvie was the one they focus on the most in this moment, her reaction. But they edited her out completely in that gif set, though to be fair to the op of that gif set they have tagged it correctly so its up to them if they want to edit her out, shippers are going to ship. But what I love about that scene was how it parallels the one in 1x5 when they are facing alioth and Loki decides to be the distraction so Sylvie can enchant it, she shakes her head at him the same way because she doesn't want him to sacrifice himself, she doesn't want to lose him but he goes anyway because he knows there is a greater purpose and lives to save. To me the culmination of Loki's arc, of him making this sacrifice, comes back to that line in 1x6, he just wants Sylvie to be ok, this sacrifice is how he ensures that happens.

I'll admit I've never quite seen this amount of denial from a fandom before, like I've seen people ship non canon ships before, I've shipped plenty of non canon ships before myself, but usually the fandom will enjoy the ships scenes and content but still recognise that the ship isn't canon. Having antis try and gaslight me into believing that I misinterpreted the canon ship is also a new experience for me but, all of this being said, if they are keeping it in their own tag and not harassing sylki shippers, then I just leave them to it, if that's what makes them happy, why should I worry about what they ship or post? I find I am happier just enjoying the content from my ship and trying to ignore any negativity, though I appreciate that is sometimes hard to do especially when it features prominently in the main loki tag and some of the takes are, at best, really bizarre or, at worst, very insulting to sylki shippers.

#sylki #loki x sylvie #loki season 2 spoilers #anti lokius #to be clear this is directed at those who say these things in the sylki tag or on sylki posts #I've got no problem with regular shippers who are minding their own business. #answered

[lailyn]

The Terrible Awful

Summary: It's so easy to poison Loki. With words, pie, Kablooie, you name it.

Post- S2E2.

Contrary to lore, the TVA did have a sun to mark the beginning of the day. Artificial or real, that remained to be seen, but it might as well be real, for the effects were the same. 

The morning birds sang their tune, their dawn chorus rousing Mobius out of his dreamless slumber. 

Except this time, when he opened his eyes, the room was still pitch-dark, the hallways silent. 

Was a few hours of shut-eye too much to ask for? Mobius grumbled to himself, knowing full well it was anxiety that was keeping his mind on an around-the-clock alert. 

Judging by the little noises Loki was making and all the squirming he was doing, Mobius was not the only one awake.

"Loki? You awake?"

Loki only grunted. It was neither a yes or a no, and that was suspicious in itself.

"What's wrong?" Mobius asked.

"It's nothing," Loki said tightly. "Go back to sleep."

"Doesn't look like nothing," Mobius grunted, pushing himself up on one elbow to turn the bedside lamp on.

In the dim light, he took in the god's sweaty pallor, the shallow panting, and the most telling of all, the death grip around his middle. 

Mobius had seen this before, back when they first met. He had even given it a name, the Kablooie Effect.

"Do you have a stomachache?" Mobius asked. 

"It's not that bad."

"Loki, you're crying."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. I can see tear tracks on your pillow."

Loki sniffed angrily. "Don't you humans cry from stomachaches too sometimes?"

"Sure, if you're five," Mobius said, his light tone masking his concern not all that well. "All we had was pie."

"Did you not see the colour on that thing? It looked radioactive."

"Well, I'm not sick."

"I guess you're made of tougher stuff then," Loki retorted.

" - and you left, like, half of it on your plate. I haven't seen food waste like that since the Great Egyptian Famine of 1643," Mobius nagged. "It's not a victimless crime, you know."

"There was no famine in Egypt that year," said Loki suspiciously, whose memory was very much intact, despite the appalling state of his digestive system.

Mobius rolled his eyes. "Of course not. It was a branched timeline, wasn't it? And we pruned it, didn't we?"

"Mobius, you didn't know any better."

Mobius could not help but smile; trust Loki to try to make him feel better when he was the one lying in bed looking so pitiful and pasty. 

"You have a kind heart, Loki. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise."

"Don't need a heart," Loki groaned, curling in on himself. "What I need is a new gut."

"Yeah, we'll go bug O.B. first thing in the morning and see if he can't give your internal operating system an upgrade."

"No need," Loki said breathlessly.  "I'll live. I always do."

"This isn't about the pie, is it?" Mobius asked quietly. "It's about what Brad said."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"What Brad said back there…he touched a nerve," Mobius said. "A very, very big nerve."

"Yes, I think we've established that, since you suckerpunched him in the face," Loki reminded him. 

"It was a slap," Mobius said indignantly, "A tiny, tactical slap - "

"Right," Loki nodded. " Of course. Very tactical."

"And I was talking about your nerve, and you know it," Mobius said. 

Loki's forehead furrowed as he tried to concentrate. "What was the question again?"

"Does it hurt very much?"

"Be more specific, Mobius," Loki said, fatigue bleeding from every pore in his body. "Which part?"

Mobius sighed. He got out of bed carefully, trying not to jar Loki and, God forbid, cause him more pain. 

"Where are you going?" Loki asked, sounding mildly panicked.

"Stay there."

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere," Loki mumbled. "I can't feel my legs."

Mobius appeared ten seconds later, brandishing an orange box with a big, red cross on it.

Loki craned his neck to better peruse the contents of the tin. It was some kind of medicine chest, filled to the brim with bottles, identical in every way down to the nondescript white round pills, all unlabelled. 

Mobius plucked one out at random and upended its contents onto his palm. "Here, take one of these."

"What is it?"

"It's the eierlegende Wollmilchsau of medicine." Mobius' eyes shone. "The panacea of all ills." 

Loki blinked as he waited for his Allspeak to process what Mobius just said. "An egg-laying, wool milk sow? In pill form?"

"You're so literal sometimes, it's adorable." Mobius shook his head. "No, you are looking at yet another one of TVA's well-kept secrets. Guaranteed to make you feel better in no time."

Loki squinted at the round pill in his hand. "Isn't this just Tylenol?"

"I assure you, Tylenol it is not."

Loki rolled the pill between his thumb and forefinger. "Feels like Tylenol."

"But it isn't. Just like Kleenex can feel like Kleenex but can be something else."

"So it can be cyanide?" Loki asked hopefully. "A bespoke medicine, customised to alleviate any suffering specific to the sufferer?"

Mobius decided it was time to take matters into his own hands; he retrieved the pill, puckered up Loki's cheeks with one hand, and plopped it into Loki's mouth with the other.

Loki's mewls of protest soon turned into sounds of awe, for the effect was instantaneous. The agonising cramps started to loosen, as did his nausea, and he laid himself down gingerly, moaning in sheer relief.

"Alright?"

"Alright," Loki agreed, and took another breath, deeper now that he could fill his chest again. "That's magic."

"Told ya."

"How does it work?"

"Don't know," Mobius shrugged. 

"You're not curious?"

"Why? If it works, it works."

"Something that good, surely comes with side effects."

"Longevity is probably one of them. Might explain why I'm over four hundred years old."

Loki was quiet for a while. "And you're okay with that?"

"What are you trying to say, Loki?"

"Sorry. That came out wrong." 

With the return of his strength now that his stomach ache was all but gone, Loki pushed himself into a sitting position. "What I meant to ask is, how do you feel about that?"

"No one's ever asked me that before."

"Well, now I'm asking," Loki said. "Do you have an answer?"

Mobius stopped to think. "It's liberating in a way that it makes you worry a little less about dying."

Loki nodded encouragingly. "I sense a but coming."

"But also anxiety-inducing. Like, what am I gonna do with all that extra time, you know?"

"It's a lot to unpack, sure," Loki said. 

"Yeah…" Mobius drawled. Sure enough, he soon drifted into pensive mode again, just staring off into the distance. 

"Hey." Loki took Mobius' hand. "Are you okay?"

"Hmm? Yeah, absolutely," Mobius said a little too forcefully. "How are you feeling?"

"Great," Loki said, smiling as widely as he possibly could, oblivious to the fact that Mobius was privy to all his tells by now. "I feel fantastic."

"Yeah, I bet you do." Mobius tugged on his arm. "Come on. Lie down."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

Mobius smiled into Loki's hair. "I don't get to be the big spoon very often, so yeah, I guess you can say that."

Loki let out a sigh; be it out of discomfort or content, Mobius did not know.

"I'm sorry Brad said those things to you."

"You shouldn't be," Loki said. "You didn't say them. And the things he said, they weren't exactly untrue."

"Still. It must have hurt." Mobius unconsciously began rubbing Loki's stomach; the pill may have taken care of the physical component of the pain, but he was not as sure of its efficacy on the psychological element of it.

"Life hurts. Short or long." Loki sighed again. "He doesn't like me very much, does he?"

"Who? X-5?"

"Brad," Loki corrected. 

"He's a Hunter. You're the reason why he has a job." Mobius quickly amended, "Had a job."

"He said he read my file."

"Loki, everyone's read your file. We may not read the TVA guidebook, but I assure you, your file has passed through every Hunter's hands." 

Loki closed his eyes against Mobius' forearm, grateful for the warmth and protection it offered. "He blames me for standing between him and the life he could have had."

"Then he's blaming the wrong guy," Mobius said. "You weren't doing anything but existing."

"My existing…has hurt a lot of people. Still hurts a lot of people."

Hot tears spilled over his arm, and Mobius tightened his hold around Loki. "No. That is not true."

"I'm a villain. Always have been. Always will be."

"It's just a label, Loki," Mobius said fiercely. "You can take it off, you can even not put it on in the first place, like the pills."

"The pills," Loki echoed.

"Call it cyanide, tylenol, whatever. What matters is intention," Mobius said. "Too much tylenol can kill you. Eating one or two cherry pits probably won't."

After a short eternity, Loki wriggled in Mobius' arms until they were chest-to-chest proper. 

"Okay?" Mobius boomed, face still red from the tirade. 

"Okay, Mobius," Loki finally acquiesced to his conviction. "Okay."

"You have a kind heart."

"I have a heart." 

"A kind heart," Mobius said firmly. "We're not budging on that."

As miraculously as his long-forgotten stomachache, Loki's tears dried. 

What a magical place this was. He was beginning to understand why Mobius was so insistent on staying. 

Loki kissed him softly on the forehead. "Thank you, Mobius."

"Can I have one more?" Mobius requested. "On the lips this time, if you don't mind."

"I don't mind." Loki dipped his head to do as Mobius wished, "I don't mind at all."

FIN

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[bimboothefool]

Just your ℌ℮Ѧґ†

Content Warning!! WEE WOO WEE WOO!! This contains mentions of dismemberment, zombies dying and overall a campy story. What else am I gonna say lol

“First I'm late for college classes and on my twenty second birthday too. This is so lame!!” You pouted using your chainsaw to hack and slash through the hordes of zombies in your way. You lived in the more city-like part of Mobius. It took you by surprise that an outbreak of this caliber was happening.

“Need a helping hand?!” You looked above and saw a familiar blue blur knock the zombies away. Giving you an opportunity to chop the zombies apart. “Hey Sonic! Fashionably late aren't we?” You teased, he huffed out a sigh. “Look I'm just a one man show. Besides, we got bigger fish to fry.” You hummed, agreeing with him.

It's not everyday zombies just up and show up out of thin air. Someone summoned them, the how was definitely itching the back of your brain. “Yeah let's help out as many civilians and maybe through them we'll find a lead!”

“Now you're talking!” Sonic fires finger guns your way. “Also warn the others!” Sonic salutes to you and quickly types up a warning. Good thing he had access to our college's accounts.

~~

As we're helping out, a couple of civilians noted that a certain albino platypus is the probable cause of this mayhem. “Starline..? Why would he pull this kind of stunt??” You asked about walking with Sonic, now joined by Knuckles and Silver. “He's always had a thing for you.” Sonic brought up, pretty much out of nowhere.

“Why bring that up?” You asked, beyond confusion. “He's been trying to get your attention for legit ever since we were seniors in highschool.” Knuckles said, Sonic butts in with. “Wait, you didn't know?!” All three of them stopped to look at you. “Dude, I had no idea. I thought he was giving me my favorite food because he wanted to thank me for saving him.”

“Utterly dense as always (Y/n).. But then again that's what I always liked about you.” A familiar voice purred. The four of you got into fighting positions as Starline stood atop of a statue. He held a pretty old looking book in his webbed hands. “Starline, you really could've just asked (Y/n) on a date. Like a normal Mobian!” Silver yelled, Starline merely rolled his eyes.

“And be ignored again?! No, I'm done leaving hints, especially when my crush is absolutely oblivious.�� The three of them sighed. “Whatever, let's just get that old book he's holding.” Sonic said, but before either of you could get a hit in. A powerful gust of wind sweeps you four off your feet. Soon a bunch of orbs are circulating around the statue Starline’s standing on.

“So you're the pipsqueak who summoned us???” A gruff voice asked, Starline smirked. “Indeed I did! I'm your new master!” The different voices murmured master with a couple of them laughing.

“You our new master?” Starline huffs at the gruff sounding voice. “Yes, that's what I'd just said!” The voice starts to laugh. “Sorry Four Eyes, we don't need a master!” The green orb knocks Starline off the statue as Silver uses his powers to catch him and the book. “Gotcha!!”

Soon a bright light shines and once the light dimmed a green decaying hedgehog in a leather jacket with red shades takes Starline's place. “Because we'll be the new rulers of this pathetic living world!” The zombie hedgehog bellowed out as the other orbs cackled and they all went their separate ways.

His glassy blue eyes shoot towards you. “You… You're a Zombie Hunter aren'tcha?!” He hops off and lands on the concrete. Everyone turns to look towards you. “Oh… You didn't tell them, did ya?! I bet you weren't even gonna utter a peep about it.” He smirks displaying his sharp yellowed teeth. “Oh well lemme introduce myself. I'm Scourge, King of the Rotten World!”

“Zombie Hunter…?” Silver murmured, unsure of what's happening. “The Rotten World, the heck's going on?!” Knuckles interrogated Scourge, who merely laughed. “Why don't you ask that chainsaw wielding cutie, they'll fill you in. You wouldn't keep any more secrets now would ya?” Scourge waltzes closer and puts his face in front of yours as if to intimidate you.

You readied your weapon and before you could swing it, he yelled. “BUZZ OFF!!” His words materialize and push you back. “Catch me if ya can Chainsaw Cutie!” Scourge yelled and disappeared into the darkness.

“(Y/N)!!” You tried to get back up, but Sonic and Knuckles helped you up. “You've got a lot of explaining to do.” Sonic said, Knuckles nodded in agreement. “Until then, Silver, let's bring Starline with us. He's got some explaining to do too.” Silver hummed, using his psychic powers to carry him along and hands the book over to you.

“No problem, besides it's the least I can do.” You said accepting it.

~~

“So let me get this straight.” You nodded at Sonic's attempt to repeat that info back to you. “There's three dimensions; The Land Beyond Words, Our dimension Earth and the Rotten World.” You hummed, confirming that. “You also come from a long lineage of Zombie Hunters that have protected the city for a couple decades?” Silver added. “Pretty much.” You replied.

“And the Zombie Lords’ ultimate goal is to decay the earth and everything on it?” Knuckles asked almost in shock by all of the information presented. “Yeah that's the gist. In order to stop them we can either bargain with them or kill them. However Zombies are notorious for being stubborn. Once they're set on something they'll keep going until they're dead for good. The Zombie Lords are definitely persistent with their goals.” You said, the others were utterly flabbergasted.

Especially considering you were the sweetheart who did cheerleading. It didn't change their perspective on you negatively, it was an unexpected surprise to them.

“Starline has a huge price to pay especially for releasing them for a very selfish reason. I know I'm dense, but next time if there even is. Just ask me out straight up or take me out to dinner and movie first, buddy.” You scorned Starline as he looked away. “Right now we need all hands on deck and that book is gonna be our ticket to victory.” You picked up the worn out book and started looking through it.

~~

Scourge was the last of the Zombie Lords and Shadow along with many of your friends came to help. However Scourge was located in a junkyard, which was generally in the outskirts of the city.

Luckily Shadow was able to find a truck you and the others could use. As you were looking through the book, it was practically the Zombie Hunter's encyclopedia for various zombie types and such. Starline enhanced the team by using the book as a way to strategize and how you could go about getting in and out of fights.

Now you and the others were chatting up a storm on who's doing what. Especially since this is the final fight, you and everyone needed to be two steps ahead of Scourge.

“(Y/n) I have to ask you something.” Shadow said, glancing at one of the car mirrors. “Yeah what's up?” You replied, with bated breath. “I've gathered some intel from Rogue and apparently Scourge has something in store for you.” Shadow said looking at the road ahead as everyone in the truck went silent. “Guess he's not going down without a fight, he might be looking towards changing his form…”

Shadow sighs unsure of how to word his response. “Though I have to admit I'm concerned for you.” You raised a brow at Shadow. “Why? I've got the strength from everyone and myself, brains from Starline and Tails. I feel like I've got a good team!”

“I think he means the way Scourge is talking to and about you.” Silver said and starts listing the times Scourge went out of his way to learn about you and give you things like weapon upgrades and even write bloody messages.

“...that makes so much sense.” You mumbled, it was weird how extreme Scourge was when he did all that.

“Still be careful, from what I can gleam, Scourge is a powerful enemy. One who's definitely has his sights set on you. It's best we take him as a genuine threat.” Starline urged holding your shoulders gently.

“...Okay I'll be careful.” You said with a smile.

~~

Once you all arrived, they've all paved the way to make sure you're able to reach Scourge. Who was now the last of Zombie Lords. They all wished you good luck as you entered the Junkyard Maze. The air was filled with the scent of motor oil, decay and punk music.

Though when you first entered here, you swore you heard him. Besides, he was a loudmouth, though even you knew better than to underestimate him.

Finally you made it to the end of the maze, this is what your little adventure has come to. You jumped into the seemingly vacant arena, trying to get a feel for your surroundings.

“HAHAHA! I'M GONNA CRUSH YOUR FACE!!” Scourge yelled out utterly delighted to finally face you. “So Chainsaw Cutie, you've managed to knock down my pawns. Good for you, now you get to fight me.” You and Scourge were ready for the final showdown.

“You know I gotta admit I'm not a brains type of guy, I've always preferred the heart. They're lively and are unique to each Mobian… You really have to go through so much work just to get to it.” You brows furrowed in disgust. “Ah, sick…” Scourge laughs at your reply. “Though if we're being honest here, I don't wanna eat you. Rather I want to make you mine.” You rolled your eyes, Scourge sees this and places a hand over his scarred chest.

“Oh you don't believe me..? Then let me show you how serious about you I TRULY AM!!” Scourge charges at you at full force and you narrowly dodged his attack. You look at him directly and ready your chainsaw.

~~

Soon you weakened him, though he did a couple scratches on you which wasn't a big deal. You had to be bitten in order to be truly infected.

“I… I lost…?” Scourge said in disbelief, especially at the idea of losing. “Yeah, are you gonna go back to the Rotten World quietly or do I have to finish you off myself?” You asked placing the blade under his chin lifting it up so his eyes can meet yours. His eyes widened almost like his undead heart was beating again.

In this very moment he knew, you were his dream lover. The one he's willing to tie himself down to for the rest of his undead life. You wore a confused expression when you saw him look oddly lovesick. His tail wagged with excitement, and he blurted out. “As long as I'm with you I'll go wherever you go…” He replied dreamily as if his whole personality took a whole one-eighty turn.

“You're not mad??” He still smiles lovingly. “Of course not…” You were beyond confused, usually monsters with his personality would've cursed up a storm or reluctantly go back. But this was the last thing you'd expect. “Yeesh you're weird, but as long as you're not gonna hurt anyone… You can stay with me.”

You carefully slid your chainsaw away from his chin and stabbed it onto the ground. Sonic started calling you. You picked up your phone and almost lost your ear drum. “(Y/N) ARE YOU OKAY DO YOU NEED BACK–?” You cut him off with. “Yeah I'm okay and how's our world right now?”

“Seems like it's returning to normal. Though it's strange, the only undead life force I'm able to detect is right next to you.” Tails mentioned and I swiftly explained. “It's a bit complicated, but needless to say Scourge is staying. I think Cupid shot him. Just come pick us up…” You groaned feeling you need headache pills and some comfort food.

“Okay we're on our way!” Silver chimed in over Sonic's phone, you ended the call and soon silence settled in. You sat on the ground and looked up at the sky and saw it looked clearer, you're able to see the moon and stars.

“Pretty isn't it?” You almost felt your heart jump out of your chest. “Jeez Scourge, you scared me… Though yeah it's a pretty view to be honest..” Scourge gave you a toothy smile with a laugh. “Good it's payback for making me wait for so long!” He said, sitting down next to you. “I thought I was gonna die of boredom. Especially with how long it took ya to get here or just you not seeing my messages.”

You shook your head, letting out a small chuckle. “Where would a zombie go at that point??” Scourge shrugs. “Who knows I'm staying with you and I'm your problem now.” He says draping an arm around your shoulders.

‘Hopefully everything's back to normal, or as normal as it could be… My life isn't normal by any means, but eh whatever… Maybe going on a date with a powerful zombie won't be so bad.’ You thought as you looked at the stars that sprinkled the night sky.

#my writing #scourge x you #scourge x y/n #scourge x reader #scourge the hedgehog x y/n #scourge the hedgehog x you #scourge the hedgehog x reader #scourge the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog x reader #sonic the hedgehog x you #sonic the hedgehog x y/n

[tokyo-revengers-writings]

Hello~! If I may request a One-shot with Ran and Rindo and a younger sibling? Who's part of Toman and they end up seeing them at a fight and maybe try and drag there sibling away?

A/n: Ofc you may request Haitani content! (I love them so much, for some weird reason.) The reader is about the Kawata's age (16 ish), given that Rindou and Ran are old men. This takes place during the Kantou incident. I may or may not have added a bit of angst, so I hope you enjoy!

You still remember the first words that came out of Mikey’s mouth when you told him you wanted to join Toman:

“I know that last name.”

Everybody knows that last name; it’s like a curse.

Haitani.

Y/n Haitani.

You never blamed anyone for being cautious; your older brothers were notorious for their gruesome nature and their hold on Roppongi.

But you’re not your brothers.

You could not be happier when Mikey set his worries aside and assigned you to Toman’s Fourth Division.

“Smiley’s a bit hard to handle,” Mikey told you, “But you’re strong and smart, and he has his brother to hold him back.”

Toman trul felt like a family. Sure, they had their moments, but for the most part, everyone was so kind. Even to somebody like you, they extended a hand and gave you a chance.

You stood tall next to Souya as Toman was beginning its fight with Tenjiku. All of you were scared; the 4th and 2nd division captains were gone, and so were the president and vice-president.

But nobody could be as scared as you were.

As Peh and Shion faced each other, you couldn’t help but scan the crowd of Tenjiku higher ups.

Then, you saw them.

Ran and Rindou Haitani.

You waited until Shion fell for you go make your move, running with Souya to knock out the lower-level Tenjiku fodder. You thought that if you snuck-

“Well, well, well,” You knew that voice, “If it isn’t the fourth division.”

The moment you turned around to face your older brothers, you could see the shock in their faces.

“Y/n?” Rindou asked, his voices lace with concern.

“What the fuck are you doing with Toman?” Ran screamed.

You gritted your teeth, “You would know if you actually talked to me every once in a while!”

“Listen to me,” Rindou lowered his voice, “You need to get the hell outta here before you get killed. This fight is gonna be nasty.”

“You know what Mikey will-”

“I don’t give a shit about Mikey!” Ran interrupted, “Get your ass outta here before you go out in a hearse, understand? This isn’t some kid fight like Valhalla or Mobius! Get that pompom looking-ass to cover you or something!”

“They’re right. I can cover-”

“No, Souya,” you put your arm out, “I’m standing my ground.”

Rindou put his arms on your shoulder, “You think we’re joking? We’ve killed people fighting; we’ve all killed people, alright?”

“They won’t target someonw who’s related to a higher-up.”

“They’re ruthless,” Ran came behind RIndou, “They won’t care that you’re a Haitani; if anything, they’ll make it more brutal. Come on, stop being stuborn and get the fuck outta here! We love you, and we don’t want to go to your funural in a few days!”

You looked to SOuya and waited for him to nod.

“I love you both too,” You gave each of your brothers a hug before you set off for Roppongi.

…

As soon as you entered the house and turned the TV on, all you could hear about was the conflict.

Three dead:

Izana Kurokawa.

Emma Sano.

Kisaki Tetta.

Five Arrested:

Shion Madrime.

Yasuhiro Mucho.

Mochizuki Kanji.

Ran Haitani.

Rindou Haitani.

Those last two names burned into your brain as you tried to process the news. Your older brothers, the people you look up to the most, the people who you saw less than two hours ago, wouldn’t be coming home.

“No, no, no!” You screamed, throwing the TV remote at the wall, “They’re fine. They’ll come home, we’ll eat dinner, and we’ll go to sleep after watching a movie! They’ll come home!”

But even your brain couldn’t deny the fact of the matter:

Your brothers won’t be coming home.

~~~

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#tokyo revengers angst #tokyo revngers #tokyo revengers #ran haitani #angst #haitani brothers #tokyo revengers oneshot #ran and rindou #haitani ran #haitani rindou #rindo haitani #rindou haitani #haitani angst #tokyorev rindou #tokyorev ran #tokrev rindou #tokrev ran

[mimisempai]

Baking is love made edible

Summary:

What could be better after a hard day's work than coming home to the smell of cookies baking in the oven...

Notes:

Inspired by this adorable drawing by THE AMAZING @rins-love-wins Here

On AO3

Rating G - 552 words

When Mobius returned home, the first thing that struck him was the inviting and tantalizing fragrance of the pastry being baked. 

"Loki?"

"In the kitchen!"

Mobius set his things down, took the time to remove his jacket, tie, and shoes before heading to the kitchen.

Loki turned to Mobius who had just entered, "Mobius you are finally here!"

Mobius' heart pounded faster at the warm welcome.

"What a perfect welcome after a day's work!" he rushed into Loki's open arms and kissed him deeply. Loki moaned enthusiastically into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Mobius' waist. 

When they parted Loki said softly, "Welcome home."

Mobius pointed to a tray covered with cookies, "I see you've been busy?"

Loki nodded, "Mother had given me a recipe when we were last in Asgard and I was eager to try it."

Mobius picked up a Croki shaped cookie and asked, "May I? Are they ready to eat?"

"If you don't mind being a guinea pig, by all means, help yourself."

Mobius bit into a cookie and couldn't hold back a lustful moan, "Oh my... Loki. They're wonderful." he said around a mouthful.

Loki blushed slightly, flattered by the praise and handed him a second cookie. Mobius savored it in the same way.

Loki smiled fondly while looking at him, "You have some crumbs. Let me get them off you." He ran his thumb over the edge of Mobius' mouth. 

Mobius opened his mouth and Loki couldn't resist, he leaned over and gently put his lips to where he had removed the crumbs and hummed appreciatively, "Mmm. You're right, wonderful." He ran his tongue over Mobius' bottom lip and finished with a kiss. "Really wonderful..." He deepened the kiss, pressing harder, and Mobius tied his hands around his waist. They kissed for a few more moments until the ringing of the oven forced them apart. Loki moved back with a sheepish look on his face, "Sorry, duty calls."

Mobius chuckled and watched as the god pulled another tray out of the oven, inhaling the fragrance of this new batch with delight. 

"I have to make the next batch," Loki said, turning to the bowl of batter and starting to whisk it.

Mobius walked up to him and from behind wrapped his arms around his waist.

Loki hummed with contentment and leaned into the embrace continuing to prepare the batter. After a moment, he said softly, "Baka er elska gerumk spiselig."

Mobius looked confused, "Hm?"

Loki smiled fondly, "It's a saying mother often told me, baking is love made edible. So maybe these cookies are just my way of saying I love you."

Loki felt Mobius gasp against him and turned his head towards him, "After all this time it still surprises you?" asked Loki.

Mobius tightened his arms around him and replied, "Sweetheart, know that it will always surprise me, because I don't take your love for granted, but rather for something that needs to be nurtured, in the little things. Like you baking these cookies. Oh and for the record, I love you too."

He kissed the tip of his nose, and then they laughed as Loki continued to prepare the dough, Mobius' arms still around him.

In their happiness, they did not see a certain alligator enter, hoping to get some crumbs too.

_________

Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story 🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Lokius masterlist : here

#lokius fics #lokius #loki series #loki #mobius m. mobius #moki #wowki #lokius rights #lokius forever #loki x mobius #fluff #mobius m mobius #tooth rotting fluff #established relationship

[starport-seven-five]

WIP Tag Game

Rules: Pick five fragments from your unfinished WIPs and then tag five people to keep it going. Let’s have fun with it and help each other shape those fragments into published fics!

I was tagged by both @dewdropreader and @insert-witty-user-name-here. Thank you both for the tags!

Unlike Dewdrop I have SO MANY to choose from 🤣🤣 and I’ll share the five closest to completion.

(It’s me, so there’s NSFW stuff mixed in here 🙃)

Struggling to get this one done before Christmas- or at least before New Years! It’s that same Sylvie/reader universe- the one with the crack smut that’s oddly hot and awkwardly personal!!:

Because Sylvie’s in your living room, dressed in the same festive red sweater from the first time you saw her, greeting you warmly like you’re just old friends (you know, who’ve only actually met twice and fucked both of those times), and more importantly, like Loki isn’t watching you both with wide eyes from beneath your Christmas tree, crouched on all fours and naked except for the shiny red ribbon tied into a gift bow around his neck, reindeer antlers atop his head, and a furry little reindeer tail protruding from his ass cheeks, which you can only assume is attached to a butt plug of some sort.

That squishy Mobius tummy needs sexy worship and I don’t even care how weird I am:

It’s strange, and he knows it. He’s done stranger, sure, but it was always a novelty, the pushing of a limit, something where the thrill lay in the taboo. But this… the thrill is in the act itself, pure and simple, and it feels impossibly different.

He grinds down, experimentally, into the welcoming give of Mobius’s soft belly, and all at once he’s certain he couldn’t stop himself no matter how strange he knows it is. A shaky moan spills from his lips as he does it again, and again.

The daggers/sword love story no one asked for:

Æsileif was passed from Minuteman to analyst to Minuteman, and so on, before being settled into the hands of Judge Ravonna Renslayer, whose energy and attitude were downright repugnant to her.

This was the woman who stole Sylvie’s life from her.

This was the woman Æsileif was made to destroy.

And yet, Æsileif was useless, helpless without a hand to wield her.

She’d never felt so maddeningly, vengefully, frustrated before in her entire existence.

But then he walked in.

This Mobius, she’d seen him briefly earlier, while she was being transported through the halls.

Another mindless drone, brainwashed by the TVA to do its bidding.

But no, something was different, Æsileif realized as she listened to him speak with Renslayer. He pushed, he questioned.

And when the time came, he acted.

The Lokius angst fest with a side of extreme dubcon (no dubcon or sexual content in this snippet):

“So tell me, Loki. Why are you really here?”

“I told you, Mobius, please—”

The tears that sting his eyes when he feels the back of Mobius’s hand strike him across the face are unexpected and humiliating. It isn’t the pain, really. It’s shock, it’s loss, it’s betrayal.

“Seeing how it seems you’re feeling uncooperative, I suppose we’ll have to continue this conversation a little later. It’s been fun.”

The time cell he’s thrown into is a far, far worse memory than the one he’d been trapped in before. Loki hears the awful screeching of the Chitauri before anything else, and the last image he has to hang onto before the cell door closes is that of the eyes he’s come to know so well, now devoid of any warmth or familiarity. He sinks into a crouch on the cold rock, hugging his knees against his chest and reaching desperately for the memory of kindness in those eyes.

That’s really it for things close to being finished that I have yet to share, so I’ll throw this one in, the McSylkius AU that I really don’t expect to ever finish:

Sylvie sighed heavily, pressing her forehead to the relatively cool tile wall beside the register. The night was almost over, thankfully—just a few more minutes and she could close the place up. She closed her eyes as she leaned into the wall, silently hoping that the rest of the evening would be uneventful.

The steady, chaotic stream of customers they’d experienced that evening was far from unusual for a night like this one. They were the nearest fast food—and the latest to close—from the hotel a couple of miles away, whose grand ballroom saw many events on Fridays and Saturdays, and it was standard for their weekend nights to be filled with latecomers barreling through after a long, stuffy evening, still dressed in their formal attire, looking for a greasy, satisfying after-dinner snack or meal—and tonight was no exception. The crowds had just died down from this night’s post-gala rush, though, and Sylvie was looking forward to having a moment to eat something, herself, and to putting her feet up at home.

The sudden whoosh of cool evening air and the sound of the door opening, though, snapped her out of those thoughts immediately. Fuck. Oh well, this’ll be the last of them, she thought, straightening up and plastering her best customer service face—which, truth be told, was not that great, even when she wasn’t this exhausted—back on, and turning to face into the restaurant.

I am really bad at tagging people but @playinggalaga I know you’ll enjoy getting in on this! Anyone else who wants to, please do! I just don’t want to bug anyone 🙈

#fanfic #sylki #lokius #sylkius #wips

[leos-regression-cove]

The New Sibling

Chapter 12. Baah-baahs

Synopsis: Loki and Mobius play sheep with mummy Sylvie while waiting for Thor to get home from work.

Word count: 2,796

Stand Alone?: yes

Warnings: diapers/messing, laxative bottles,

Notes: a slightly more controversial chapter, but it's still cute anyway. @little-kitten-mittens-art did some adorable art when I told him about the Loki sheep concept so it's linked there.

Read it on AO3!

“Are we playing a game tonight?” Sylvie asked as she watched Loki scamper between the nursery and the living room, dumping stuffed animals and toys into the playpen where Mobius was sitting during their pre-dinner playtime. 

She was just peeking her head out from the kitchen while turning hamburger leftovers into a scramble with some eggs, green onions, and tomatoes. Most of the family’s diet was pescatarian (if not vegetarian), in order to keep little tummies happy and to make messy nappies easier to clean up (but occasionally Thor couldn’t help it and Loki would beg when they went to the store for something with meat in it, and then this would happen and Loki would realize he didn’t actually care for meat all that much, and Sylvie would know from the start that she didn’t really want a full steak, so she’d make something else for herself and then they’d end up like this where she’d be incorporating leftover meats into her cooking. If only she could just convince Thor to get the fake meat, that would make things so much easier).

“Yeah mum-mum play farm!” Loki yelled back. He grabbed a board book of animals out of the playpen and brought it over to Sylvie to show her what “farm” meant.

“Oh that sounds fun, are you the farmer?” 

“No! Das Tor!” he grinned. 

“Thor’s still at work,” she laughed, watching her food. “So who are you?” 

“Um…” Loki paused. He turned the book back towards himself and thought about it. Alarm presented itself on his face.  

By the time Sylvie turned around to look at him, Loki was nearly working himself up to tears. 

“You don’t need to decide now, if you don’t want to. You can switch animals,” she reminded him. 

“Um yeah. Orsey-heep,” he decided. 

“Wow, a horsey-sheep. Is that like a llama?” 

“No. Yuck,” he said like it was an insult to everything he stood for. 

“What’s Mobius being?” 

“Uh… No know.” 

“Maybe you should ask him, then, huh?”

“Yeah.” And with that, Loki ran back to his playpen and hopped over the barriers clumsily. 

When Thor had first bought it, the fact that Loki could step over the sides was a big point of contention. “This was the tallest one they had!” Thor had argued. 

“Really? You couldn’t have just ordered one online?” 

“I… I guess I could’ve. I don’t think it’ll really be that big of a deal though.”

“You say that, but the second he has motivation to leave his pen, he’s going to.”

This conversation was replayed in their heads a lot. Especially when Loki would be set down and subsequently decide he missed his caregiver or had something very important to tell them and he'd immediately get out and repeatedly knock on the bathroom door for them, or raid the kitchen for sweets and snacks. 

It was, however, very helpful with Mobius. Being shorter than Loki, he didn’t have the extra six inches of leg to sweep over the gate. And as the little was hardly walking, he didn’t even make much of an attempt to get out, usually just having Loki go get a carer for him or whining until he was heard. 

“What animal?” Loki asked, as he set the book down at Mobius’ feet again. 

Mobius pointed at his toy sheep and then at the real one on the page. 

Loki scowled at this. “No.” He wanted to say: I’m the sheep. You can’t be the sheep, choose something else. 

Poor little Loki, who had kept to himself so much during daycare, was now starting to realize that there were some downsides to trying to include the other little in games when he couldn’t communicate with him. 

Mobius was experiencing a similar frustration. Instead of just pointing at a different animal, he decided the best course of action would be to toss himself backwards onto the pile of stuffed animals and whine and kick, not the happy kicks, angry kicks. 

“I sure hope you two are playing nice in there!” Sylvie called while turning the burner off and setting a lid over dinner. Then, she came out with her hands on her hips to find Loki trying his best to name the animals and show them to Mobius who was absolutely not having it. 

She sat down with them in the playpen and tried to figure out the problem. “Loki, you can be the pony like you said you wanted to be and Mobius can be the sheep.”

“No. M’ sheep,” he said decidedly. 

“Okay, then why don’t we play shepard? You two and lavender lamb can be my flock.” 

“Fock,” Loki tried to repeat. 

Sylvie pretended it did not sound like a swear. “That’s a group of sheep. But let’s have some dinner now. Then we can worry about our game.”

Loki nodded in agreement and let himself think about what he’d wear after being locked into his highchair. 

Mobius had the perfect outfit, which fit very nicely with his white, off-white, silver, orange, and brown wardrobe. It was a soft, wooly, playsuit; kind of like his pajamas but without feet and with a hood which included little ears. Sylvie made sure to also give him silver knitted, thumbless mittens to complete the look. Loki didn’t have anything quite like that, nothing except a forest green wool sweater and a pair of light yellow pajama pants with goats on them, which were of course chosen because they matched Loki’s (second) favorite stuffed animal. After Sylvie pulled them on, the little dug through his costumes and eventually found some homemade construction paper ears that looked very much like floppy sheep ears. He put the headband on and gave Sylvie the triumphant arms-up-in-the-air gesture of “all done!”

“That looks wonderful. Okay, let’s go see what big brother’s up to, hm?” She had heard Thor open the door earlier, and take the rest of the food that was still on the stove. 

“No,” Loki said. “Mummy dess-up.” 

Sylvie sighed, “Loki, your clothes are too big for me.”

“Mum-mum Bo Peep,” Loki cooed as he set one of his bonnets on her head. 

“Fine. Fine, you win. I’ve got the perfect dress for this,” she sighed, leading her boys to her room. 

Mobius’ bassinet was still in there despite the fact that he hadn’t used it in a few days. 

She took off her day clothes and slipped on a long, floral dress before tying an apron around her waist. “There, how’s that? Mummy Bo-Peep and her little lambies.” 

Mobius grinned at her while chewing on his pacifier and Loki clapped. 

“Back to the playpen now. Sound good little sheep?”

“Bahbah!” Loki babbled. 

“Is that your sheep noise?” She asked.

“Yeah!” he beamed. 

She tried to convince her boys to stand up and walk with her, but the two decided to instead insist on crawling behind. 

Thor finally met them in the front of the kitchen, where he was eating his somewhat cold food. He had to set down his bowl when he saw Sylvie to laugh. 

“Look at you!” he cooed at the littles following her. 

Loki couldn’t help but squeal when his big brother picked him up. “Tor farma n’ mummy chepad. Cuz ‘heep take care,” he tried to explain. 

“Mummy and I are the farmers?”

“Mhm!” 

“Well I think that it’s time for the lambs to get their bottles then, huh?” 

Loki looked away and anxiously frowned like he didn’t get an evening bottle every single day. Evening bottles were usually not the same as regular ones, and they weren’t bedtime bottles either, and now with Mobius in the house, the two caregivers were beginning to realize that they would have to stagger them so the two could have their separated bath times.

Regardless of the tot’s reaction, Thor got to work making Loki a bottle while Mobius crawled around the playpen under Sylvie’s close supervision. Maybe because of his small headspace, it seemed that the tot did not know how to play “sheep” correctly. Instead he just played like he normally would. Taking tummy time to fidget with a cloth hand puppet of a pig, trying to get it over his bulky mittens. 

Although he knew what awaited him, Loki pretended to be excited about his bottle. Pretending to look forward to it so much, that he didn’t even wait for Thor to come pick him up, instead leaning against the fence and trying to signal his big brother that he was impatient by opening up his mouth. 

“Are you going to drink your bottle like a sheep, too?” Thor asked with a grin. 

Mobius smiled at this thought and grabbed his lavender lamb. 

“Just like Mobius’ lamb?” 

That didn’t deter Loki, he was basking in the attention and loved being praised for being such a silly guy. 

Thor pet his chin and caressed his cheek, giving him some playful little pinches to test if he’d snap out of it and ask to be picked up. But Loki didn’t, rubbing against him and still pretending, so Thor laughed and positioned the bottle downward as he pet Loki’s hair, letting him drink and waggle his pretend tail. “Such a good sheep,” he cooed at the toddler. 

Mobius, sensing Loki’s happy and contented nature, crawled out of Sylvie’s lap and sat down next to Loki, obviously hoping to also get his bottle the same way. 

Sylvie tugged him back. “Be patient, baby. Loki’s getting his bottle. You’ll get yours soon.”

Loki hated the awful feeling like his organs were tensing up. It was always like this and the taste of honey never covered up… whatever sort of laxative they put in there. His position only made it worse. He whined the complaints to Thor. 

“Do you want up?” 

“M-m.” Loki denied as he kept his mouth firmly around the nipple of the bottle, even as tears came to his eyes. 

This was the worst part of every day. Thor and Sylvie both knew it. 

Once Loki was done, Thor quickly picked him up. 

“No! No! Play!” Loki cried, despite clenching his stomach. 

Thor stopped, set the little one down and crossed his arms, watching as Loki figured out there was no good solution. 

“Shh, it’s okay little Loki lamb,” Sylvie cooed as he tried to crawl to her for comfort. “We can keep playing after your bath. If you get to Thor quick enough we can even salvage your outfit so mummy doesn’t need to wash it again right now,” she hinted to Thor. 

“Yes, right!” Thor agreed, playing along. “If we shear the little sheep before we wash him… he’ll… get his wool back…?” The metaphor fell apart the second it left his lips, but Loki understood, and let Thor pick him up and yank at least his bottoms down before he finally broke, making a mess in his nappy. His shirt was lifted off and Thor took him back to the bathroom to get him changed and washed up. 

“Jus like Tor!” Loki told his big brother while waddling next to him, with his pants around his ankles a little red and teary, but generally proud of himself as Thor opened up the bathroom door. 

“What do you mean just like me?” Thor asked, confused by this remark.

“Tor pants off when potty.” 

“That’s right, huh? Very observant, you.”

Loki did not try to repeat the words, too busy starting to cry like always, like every evening.

“If you don’t want to do this, we can always start potty training,” Thor sighed as he rolled up the messy nappy and put it in the pail.

“No! No, no no!” Loki screamed as he was wiped up.

But Loki was grinning and happy the time he was returned to mummy Sylvie. Well, by the time he returned himself to mummy Sylvie, climbing out of his playpen the second he got the chance to meet her in the kitchen. 

“There’s my little one!” she cooed at him. “C’mere. Do you want to help me with Mobius’ bottle?”

“No. I sheep, see?” He showed off his ear headband once more. “No baba”

“Hm… Okay, Mr. Sheep, what noise do you make?” she asked skeptically. 

“Bahbahbah,” he babbled while lazily wrapping his arms around her shoulders to show how terribly boring just standing in the kitchen with her was. 

“Alright, you’ve proven yourself to me, now go get in your pen.” 

Loki grinned before scampering back to his playpen and climbing back in, satisfied that she acknowledged his presence. 

“Ready for round two?” Sylvie asked as Thor returned to the main room. 

“I have to get Mobius, too? I thought we were splitting the messy nappy duties.”

“We are. I get them tomorrow when you’re at work late, remember?” 

Thor sighed and shook out his limbs. “Alright. Fine. I’m ready.” He stretched and cracked his knuckles. 

“Where’s my second little baby lamb?” Sylvie asked as if she couldn’t see Mobius trying to bury himself under the pile of toys, hiding from his mummy and Thor. 

“There’s my cheeky boy,” she cooed as he hopped out and “surprised” her. 

He squealed and giggled as she pulled him into her lap and tucked the bottle beneath her chin as she tossed on some easy cartoons for Loki to gawk up at while she worked with the other baby, trying to get him to take his laxative bottle. 

“I know, it’s all weird and yucky compared to your regular one, isn’t it?” she asked as Mobius fussed and moved his mouth away. 

“Shh!” Loki stood up, gripping the edge of the playpen and leaning towards the tv. 

“Loki, there is no sound, you’re okay. Back down from the tv,” Sylvie frustratedly told him as she stopped cradling Mobius and ended up having to readjust him: Sitting him up in her lap, one hand acting like a harness strap between his legs, gripping her criss-crossed ankle in front of her to keep him in place, and the other holding the bottle in his mouth. Her chin was set on his shoulder, acting as a third arm, to keep his shoulders in place and to stop him from twisting away. 

It was not a comfortable position for either of them and Mobius made that very clear by continuing to whine and pull away, almost working himself up loud enough to scream; Getting dangerously close to the volume of his “baby quirk” meltdowns. Finally, he reached for a rattle toy and shook it violently, slamming the wooden bead toy against the carpet as a form of protest while Sylvie uncomfortably forced the rubber cap against his mouth and nose. 

“Sylvie, Sylvie! I think that’s probably good!” Thor said, finally intervening and scooping the baby out of her arms. Thor would have normally focused on getting Mobius in an easy pose so changing him wouldn’t be so bad, but instead, for the moment, Thor simply focused on calming the distressed little one, bouncing him and rocking him back and forth. 

Mobius’ whimpers fluctuated with the sudden bounces while Thor spoke. 

“That bottle’s all gross. You know that the honey is supposed to cover it up. Very clever of you noticing. But it’s all over now. All done. Can you make a messy for me? It makes all our lives much easier if you go now and don’t try to wait.” 

Mobius propped himself up a little bit and let Thor distract him by planting a smattering of kisses on his rosey cheeks. 

“Wow, look at you, didn’t even need that full bottle.” 

Mobius was much easier to get cleaned up than Loki. His romper may have needed a wash, and perhaps he hadn’t been so conveniently positioned, but he definitely was calmer and quieter, just, as always, sensitive to touch and a little bit fidgety. 

“Mumma. Mumma go bah, bah heep,” Loki giggled, unphased, only just ripping his attention away as the credits rolled on his Shaun the Sheep cartoon enough to squeak out the simple sentence, if you could even call it that. 

“Oh wow, very nice to know.” 

She didn’t seem to understand what he was trying to communicate, so Loki rolled down next to her, belly up. 

“Bi’ woo go fuff! N’ peh happy.” 

She roughly pet his belly and pat his legs and torso down to make him howl with laughter, as she raspberried his little tummy. 

He screamed, and squealed and laughed till his face was pink and there were tears in his eyes, but the good ones this time. 

“You were so grown-up about your baba, you know that?” she ventured to ask as he was calming down, trying to catch his breath again.  

“Yeah. Good ‘heep,” he agreed. 

“Very good sheep.”

“Mhm. Goo’ fir mumma.” 

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