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Chapter 6 - The Eyes Ease Open, and it's Dark Again {TLTGYA - Post!TVA Loki x OFC Longfic}

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Pairing : Post-TVA!Loki x Oliviette (OFC)

Chapter Summary : Oliviette is being taken back to her cell, and she finds out a bit more about the dungeon guards while they bicker with each other. After they’ve gone, Loki and Oliviette do a little bickering of their own. 

Chapter W/c : 3.7k words

Chapter Tags / Content : Mentions of blood/injuries, and as always - the angst of it all. And we're finally starting to dive into the mysterious dungeon guards and Oliviette's backstory! Happy reading!

18+ Only - Minors DNI

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Hues of white and yellow flashed on the inside of Oliviette’s eyelids, barely conscious as she was dragged slowly across the stone. Every muscle tensed in anticipation of further injury, every rough surface scratched the bare skin on her arms, every vessel and artery throbbed as blood rushed to her wounds. Her body hung limp as she was pulled along, and her mind reeled as it tried to cling to consciousness.

“This is a mistake. We should be taking her to the Apotheosis and be done with her - not back to her cell where she’ll just escape again!”

“You heard what Caden said. He wants to present this one to Anathema when she finally arrives…”

That name was like a shock to Oliviette’s senses, instantly waking her up, turning her stomach and sending chills down her spine. She swallowed back a groan as her heavy eyelids heavily struggled to remain open; but even the faltering lantern light of the dungeon too much, and her weary pupils struggled to properly dilate.

Oliviette closed her eyes again, and she focused her efforts on listening instead. The heels of her boots scraped along the stone. The voices above her were callous and inconsiderate, as cold as the draft creeping into the dungeon and pricking maliciously at her skin. The collar of her tunic scrunched under the hands of her captors as they dragged her along; mercifully, they hadn’t noticed her waking up, allowing Oliviette to hear them speaking freely for the very first time.

“Rüzdæts. Anathema’s not coming,” the female voice snapped, her tone heavy with disdain and mockery. “Caden’s been promising that for weeks now, and what do we have to show for it?”

The male voice chuckled, the sound almost a sneer as it left his lips. “Mind your tone, Maxine. You’re already on thin ice with Caden; best not let him hear you defaming our Queen…”

Oliviette’s blood ran cold; they clearly weren’t referring to the beautiful and benevolent Gloustanian Queen - she had died twenty-five years earlier, and had never been officially replaced. This group, whomever they were, had installed their own nefarious one to follow.

“Our Queen…” Maxine scoffed as the pair lazily turned the corner, sending Oliviette’s damaged shoulder colliding with the wall. Tears stung her eyes, and pain radiated across her nerves in a searing crawl. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out, drawing blood and stifled gasps instead.

“We don’t even know if Anathema is real! No one’s ever seen her! She could just be a story - a chǐsh!”

Without warning, Oliviette was dropped to the ground just before the sounds of a scuffle rustled overhead. She imagined the male guard grabbing Maxine and pushing her violently against the wall and Maxine struggling to free herself; apparently the group that stole her was plagued by profound infighting.

“Our Queen, Anathema, has bestowed her blessing upon Caden - and by extension, all of us,” the male guard hissed. “I suggest you temper your hostility towards Caden, before you find yourself at the mercy of the Apotheosis.”

“Remove your grimy hands from me, Nulan, or I promise I’ll remove them for you!” Maxine growled, her words dripping with a violence she was desperate to inflict.

A tense silence descended upon the corridor, and Olivette lay unmoving and blind on the floor, waiting to hear if a fight would break out between the pair. The news of the group’s splintered aspirations was like music to her ears - if only Oliviette wasn’t weakened even more than ever now, she might have been able to do something useful with it.

But as it was, she didn’t even know if she had the energy to crawl away if the guards did begin to fight, let alone try to find her way out of the dungeon a second time.

“Unlock the cell,” Nulan finally ordered, releasing Maxine with another push into the wall. “And if you cannot temper it, then channel that hostility into searching her for any more weapons…instead of into this petty - ”

“Oh, do not say fitmǐ!” the woman hissed as the jangling of keys echoed against the stone. Oliviette simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief and tensed in fear - reluctant to return to the cell again, but grateful she wasn’t being taken someplace even worse.

“ - insecure, childish and useless jealousy…simply because you cannot compare to our Queen…” Nulan continued, almost gleefully.

“This is not fitmǐ! I am not - ” Maxine groaned as she unlocked the cell and then crouched down to search Oliviette, rolling her back and forth without a single morsel of tenderness or respect to her injuries, pulling on each layer and rifling through her pockets.

“Did you search her body after she was knocked unconscious?”

Oliviette struggled to remain quiet during every push and pull of her weakened form. She wondered if Loki was still in their cell - hiding in the dark, watching this scene unfold, letting it happen to her. How imprudent she was to think she could ever trust him.

“You know I couldn’t - ” she answered through gritted teeth, rolling Oliviette on to her back and tearing the belt from her waist.

Loki could probably see it better from his vantage point in the shadows, and if he wasn’t willing to stop it, then ideally he’d at least describe it to her later.

“And why is that?”

Oliviette didn’t know much about Loki, but she did know that he more than likely wouldn’t even be that considerate.

“Because she - ” Maxine yanked the leather boots from Oliviette’s feet, her cold fingers indelicately clawing at her socks and ankles.

Oliviette stifled a whimper, and moments later, two thuds echoed off in the distance, presumably from Maxine tossing her boots away - and most likely not into the cell. “ - because she knocked me out first!”

“Oh, that’s right,” Nulan chuckled cruelly while a hand grabbed the back of Oliviette’s collar again. “Because you let your guard down while you were…what were you doing anyway? Lurking outside Caden’s chambers again, perhaps?”

Maxine growled as she began to drag Oliviette behind her again, even less considerately than before, and all but tossed her into the middle of the cell. Oliviette landed on her side, choking back coughs and groans as she tried not to squirm on the floor. The familiar stench of musk and rusted metal invaded her senses, leading to new tears rolling down her cheeks.

“This is her last chance, Nulan. If she breaks out of here again…” Maxine hissed as she stormed out of the cell.

The barred door slammed shut behind her with a violent crash. “Then I’ll kill her before Anathema even sets foot in this dungeon…”

Nulan didn’t skip a beat, honing in on her perceived weakness like a wolf stalking its prey. “And what exactly are you going to do from on your knees in Caden’s chambers, hmm?”

“I can do two things at once, unlike the rest of you…” Maxine snapped as she rammed the bolt back into its lock, the sound ringing out like an omen of doom.

Oliviette’s eyelids slowly fluttered open, and she struggled to focus on the blurred forms of the guards as they turned to leave. The walls started to close in, and sheer panic lurched in her chest. She was trapped again.

“And you should probably make at least one of those things - ”

“Oh, would you just shut up?!”

“Wait - please…” Oliviette hadn’t meant to say it; it was just an uncontrollable machination of her own desperation. She almost didn’t even recognize the sound of her voice, so small and so frightened, and so unsure of what was to become of her.

The atmosphere of the dungeon instantly changed, shifting from ebullient chaos to refined malevolence. Oliviette’s heart stopped in her chest as the pair simultaneously stopped bickering and went absolutely silent - the kind of quiet that always gave way to something catastrophic.

There wasn’t much she could make out, and her mind splashed in her skull as she tried to push herself upright. But Maxine and Nulan appeared to be standing at attention, one wearing a mask of turquoise and the other wearing one of ruby, both of them turning their gaze upon Oliviette and eyeing her viscously from the other side of the steel bars.

“Please…just let me go. I promise I won’t make trouble…” Oliviette begged through shaky exhales. She knew it wouldn’t matter, but what other option did she have?

The guards merely tilted their heads in unison, as if to make a silent mockery of her plea. They moved in sync, matching in every single way except for the masks that concealed their faces, their feet facing forward arms hanging loosely by their sides. Oliviette had no idea which was which, and she began to question the severity of their earlier bickering; apparently petty squabbles no longer mattered when there was a prisoner to terrify.

A chill slithered down Oliviette’s spine, turning down and coating each and every possible nerve ending in damnation. And without speaking, the guards stepped backwards down the hall together, maintaining their sinister eye contact until they turned the corner and finally disappeared from view.

Oliviette let out a shuddering whimper after they were gone, and her head hung so low. It was exhausting, trying to exist like this, and Oliviette didn’t know if she should even continue trying. Every inch of her burned and ached, and her body felt so heavy with despair as she tried to crawl away from the center of the cell. She didn’t even have the energy to hold back the tears that fell as her back finally found the wall again.

The wall of this specific dungeon cell - the one Tereth kept bringing her back to.

Oliviette brought her knees closer, once again cradling her damaged arm between her thighs and her chest, curling into herself in an attempt to keep warm. Most of her protective clothing was now either missing or severely damaged - she couldn’t tell if her boots had landed in the cell or not after being tossed carelessly by Maxine.

Her wool socks, dampened by the dungeon floor, just made the cold air that much worse, but she didn’t have the strength to take them off. Her cloak had been left behind where they’d found her upstairs, and no doubt one of the other guards had already stolen it for themselves.

She never found her staff, and now she didn’t even have her dagger. All she’d accomplished in the past few hours was to make everything worse for herself. If this were a story she was reading, she’d truly be impressed by the severity of these failures.

“So you are alive.”

Loki’s voice was low and flat, but it startled her all the same. The anxiety that flooded her system soon gave way to anger; he’d been there that entire time after all - and he’d done nothing to help her.

"No thanks to you," Oliviette snapped without lifting her head. She knew there was nothing to see, that he preferred to deliver his sarcasm from the shadows.

He didn’t respond, and she found that even more infuriating. But the walls of stone and steel were doing an excellent job of numbing her emotions, standing tall and strong and unyielding against the will of someone far too weak to do anything about it.

None of this was fair or justified. She’d wanted to be on her own for the first time, yes, but not like this.

“Did you even notice the door?” Oliviette felt like a child asking that question, so small and so scared, but she desperately didn’t want to descend back into silence.

“What about it?”

Oliviette sighed and lifted her head, searching for Loki in the dark. “I left it unlocked for you. So you could leave, if you wanted to…but you didn’t even look at the door, did you?”

Loki didn’t answer her, because of course he didn’t; dread and hopelessness were the only things Oliviette had to keep her company anymore. It probably never even occurred to him that escape could be an option - and if the guards ever ordered him to get out, even then he still probably wouldn’t leave.

Olivette turned away from him and pulled the charm on her necklace between her fingers, tracing over the sapphire crystal wrapped in gold wire and becoming lost in her thoughts and regrets. Only Tereth knew why she kept getting pulled back into this dungeon cell, and perhaps she wouldn’t be allowed to escape until she figured out the reason.

But was she being punished for simply leaving the castle? Was she being punished for her father’s lack of faith? What exactly was she expected to learn from all of this?

Oliviette’s people had never considered the God of Knowing to be a malicious god. None of their gods were - a people of peace have no need for a deity who thrived on vengeance and anger. No, Tereth was born alongside the Aethalium, at the beginning of time and in a fantastical wave of ocean-blue light and illuminating power. Those two were among the first things to ever exist, and they would be the last ones to ever die.

Tereth provided guidance, not malfeasance. Tereth knew what you needed before you did, and the Aethalium had the wisdom to either bring it to you, or you to it. Together, they knew everything, while Oliviette knew nothing, and that was the point of the faith - the trusting in the not-knowing was what would give you everything.

But Oliviette was terrified that she was going to die here without ever knowing why she had been kidnapped, or why Tereth wouldn’t let her escape. She was going to die locked up in this dungeon, and no one back home was ever going to know what happened to her.

Not a single soul was going to know, other than Loki - but he seemed content to stay like this. How could that be? Had he forgotten what it was like to not be here?

“Hey…” Oliviette’s voice cracked painfully as she spoke. And she knew she wasn’t going to get any information out of him, but she had nothing better to do than try.

A lingering silence hung heavy in the cell before Loki finally gave a curt response. "What?"

"How long have you been here anyway?" Oliviette asked, looking in the direction of his voice from the dark. She couldn’t see him at all, and wondered if he was even bothering to look back at her.

"I'm not sure. Why?"

Oliviette sighed again, somehow surprised that he gave yet another non-answer. "Just wondering how much time I have to think about all my mistakes before the end…”

Loki said nothing again, his silence hurting more than the blows delivered by the guards earlier. Oliviette’s fingers drifted absentmindedly through her red hair, and she winced as they made contact with the concoction of ripped skin and sticky blood.

Oliviette pulled her fingers away to examine them, tilting her hand and trying to catch the crimson in the dim light of the dungeon. She wondered if she’d be able to even see it if she had a mirror, or if all of the blood was now permanently synonymous with the color of her hair.

“How far did you manage to get?”

His voice startled her again, and she hated it. But that was twice now he’d started a conversation first; Oliviette didn’t know why he was so interested all of a sudden, and she didn’t want to ruin it or push him away again, as silly as that was.

“Not far. I was looking for my staff…” she answered quietly, shivering as she thought about losing her cloak. “I figured I’d need it to fight, but they caught me before I could find it…”

What a stupid, foolish girl she was. And so much for all that "training" Deacon had given her while she was growing up; apparently it was all useless in a real fight. Another tear rolled down her cheek as she recalled having to beg for that training as a child, and how hard her father resisted. How angry he was upon discovering that Deacon was giving them to her in secret…

“I should have just ran instead…” Oliviette continued, whether Loki was still listening or not; talking was much more preferable to the silence. “And the dungeon is like a maze, it just keeps going and going…”

To her surprise, Loki actually responded to that. “I wouldn’t know. I’ve never actually left this cell.”

Oliviette’s brow furrowed in confusion, and she looked in his direction again. “Then how did you get in here?”

She could hear shifting in the shadows, as if he was uncomfortable with the question even though he’d been the one to bring it up. A part of her inexplicably hoped that the shifting was actually him leaving the shadows to move closer to her, and not just because she felt ridiculous talking to a ghost.

But when he didn’t answer, or even emerge from the shadows, Oliviette’s anger began to boil over. “So you won’t say how you got in here, how long you’ve been here, why you’re hiding here. Is there anything you will tell me?” she scoffed.

“I’ll tell you that it’s none of your business.”

“Oh, I think it is, actually. Because if we worked together, we both could get out of here,” Oliviette snapped through angry tears. “But you’d rather be here - and therefore I’m stuck too.”

“I didn’t bring you down here,” Loki answered simply, as if that absolved him of anything.

Oliviette couldn’t believe what she was hearing, that she ever held hope in this man assisting in an escape. “Maybe not, but you’ve trapped me here all the same with your wallowing, and your - ”

“You’re a stranger, and I don’t owe you anything!” Loki interrupted, his own anger becoming more obvious even in the shadows.

“And what could you have possibly done to justify all this? What was it - did you murder a bunch of children? Burn down a village?” Oliviette’s veins swelled with blood as she became angrier, and her head started to throb even more. “Did you get greedy and rob a temple, and that’s why I have to die in a dungeon?”

Loki sighed - a deep, heavy sigh that originated in his bones and seized the air around her. Oliviette almost stopped, but he wasn’t giving her any valid justification as to why it had to be like this, and she was desperate to feel anything other than her own impending doom.

“No, it couldn’t have been so bad, or we would have heard of you before. So what was it? What did you do?”

“I don’t have to explain myself to you!”

“But you would if you were considerate!”

Oliviette stared unflinching in his direction, feeling a little bit insane for arguing with a shadow. A new fear lodged itself in her throat, that maybe she was just imagining him. Maybe he was just a hallucination - a reaper, meant to escort her to the afterworld. Maybe he was working with the guards, and that this was just the first step of torturous devices awaiting her.

Loki was quiet again, but it was different this time, like a thousand versions of the truth were spilling out of him all at once and he didn’t know which version to choose. But how could any one man be that complicated? And why did it have to be like this?

Oliviette swallowed hard and shook her head when he didn’t answer. Again, her mind sloshed in her skull, and it was pure agony even trying to exist anymore. All she wanted was to sleep, or to wake up and realize this was just a horrible nightmare. But she knew that was never going to happen.

She curled into herself again, huddled against the wall and too cold to care about anything else. Her eyes closed, and she didn’t even have the energy to hope that there was a greater purpose to this - because Loki wasn’t going to answer her, she was never going to get out of here, and this was going to be the method of her demise.

“This is me being considerate…” Loki’s voice wasn’t cruel or mocking, it was simply a matter of fact. Oliviette’s brow furrowed, and she cautiously opened her eyes to peer into the darkness.

“Me hiding away down here, rotting in despair - is me being considerate,” he continued, his self-loathing oozing out of every word - but she could tell that he believed everything he was saying.“You’re just…the latest of my many collateral damages.”

“Is that why you just sat there while the guards dragged me back here?” Oliviette asked quietly, unable to stop herself. She felt dizzy and nauseous and completely sick to her stomach. “Was that you being considerate, or was it because I’m just collateral damage to you?”

“Neither. I was listening to them. They were talking while you were unconscious…”

Oliviette’s eyes widened, amazed that he had actually put in the effort to pay attention. “Wait - you were listening to them?”

“The only other time I’ve heard them say anything was when you were dragged in here for the first time,” Loki answered, almost reluctantly, and her heart started pumping just a little bit faster. “But if I had revealed myself, they would have stopped talking, the way they did earlier when they realized you’d awoken…”

Her breath shuddered, and her limbs tingled with nervous energy. “Just the…mere fact that the guards are even talking now is significant to you?”

“That, and…” Loki cleared his throat before continuing. “The fact that they’re feeding you. So I’ll ask again…”

His tone shifted, from full on reluctance to conservative curiosity, like he couldn’t believe he was asking the question again but he also couldn’t ignore it any longer. Oliviette could feel his eyes boring into her for the first time, and she already knew what he was going to ask next.

“Who are you? And who is this Anathema?”

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[mdhwrites]

Okay, don't you think you're being harsh to think Dana Terrace is incapable of creating anything good and dreading it when she creates something? Like, the idea Owl House never should have existed (based on what that one anon said) is way too harsh and insulting to Dana.

Like come on, Dana's a pretty nice person. Heck, a lot of the people and creators who work at Disney TVA like Alex Hirsch, Matt Braly, Frank Angones, Matt Youngberg, Daron Nefcy, Chris Houghton, and Shane Houghton have nothing but nice things to say about her. Ditto with the rest of the Owl House cast and crew (a ship is more than its captain after all) being saying nothing but nice things about Dana.

And it's not like Dana's the only Disney TVA creator who has caused people to go against Disney. Alex Hirsch has badmouthed Disney several times (even making a Twitter post on how much Disney meddled with Gravity Falls), Matt Braly was frustrated with the last minute True Colors delay and expressed frustration with them here ( https://twitter.com/Radrappy/status/1746706435080323397), and Bill Motz has made comments on how Disney treated Molly McGee that worsened the opinion of how Disney treats their animated shows.

So I had considered saying that the ask did go a bit far in how angry it was at Dana. I mentioned that being unprofessional does not make you a bad person. Some of the actions are frustrating to me but I am not trying to say Dana is wrong for having made a product in such a flawed way. I am at least trying not judging her as a person, just as a creative. I also don't think TOH simply shouldn't have existed. It had plenty of good ideas but at the end of the day, its captain should be the one who is in charge of those ideas and making sure that they're focused on telling the story and staying consistent. Dana wrote Reaching Out, one of the episodes of the show that most destroys both character potential and the believability of the world. It's also not by any means the only episode with a main writing credit for her like that, such as The First Day. As a writer, I genuinely just don't get the impression she has the attention span to be leading such a large project, especially if she is going to complain about not having full control over it while also lacking more concrete ideas to what it is. When I say I am not interested in the next work Dana is the director for, I just mean director because these flaws in her style make me think that unless it's an anthology series, anything she makes is going to have me get frustrated by the work over time.

NOW as for the stuff about her being unprofessional: Time and context is HUGE here. Matt getting upset about True Colors leaks? The COMPANY is also going to be upset by them and while it might berate Disney for lack of security, it is a genuine fuck up on their part to do with his show and him lambasting the leaks also pushes the audience not to spread them. There's nothing unprofessional about that nor that might harm the show. Alex Hirsch released that video about the censor board for Disney on Gravity Falls YEARS after the fact (this also goes for the tweet that you quote from Matt which is literally two weeks ago, well over a year past when Amphibia ended). The show was already a success and a video like that might make Disney look a little silly but it won't harm how people see the product or trying to get into it. In fact, with the current state of things, it might actually be seen as a PR bump.

Meanwhile, Dana was shit talking her own show and blaming it on the company she CHOSE to work with regarding literally half of the content that was out at the time. Worse yet, the first half. The half that theoretically needs to sell you on the show. What is a new viewer supposed to think of that if they haven't seen the show? "Well, even if it gets good, even the creator admits the first half is at least underwhelming. I don't want to have to put up with half a season of subpar work just to get to the good stuff."

And as I said with Hirsch: How people feel about Disney, and how clearly Disney actually does want the rep in TOH to be a selling point for them (they immediately were willing to do Lumity marathons or have them featured on Disney+ for Pride Month, as well as Lumity being the only t-shirt released by Disney that wasn't of just The Owl House members or the logo), means that Dana getting upset about them for the homophobic acts in Florida probably was seen as at worst neutral. Buuuuut that shifts when she starts trying to accuse the treatment of their programming onto their homophobic ideas because suddenly part of the company's selling point on the show is being actively damaged by the creator. Worse yet, she is doing it as speculation rather than sticking to the reasons given by Disney. Feeding into people's anger about the company while eschewing responsibility for why the show was shortened like it was. This is admittedly less of a strong argument, I do still support her lambasting their homophobic politics, but it's a moment that has stuck with me for something I'll get into later.

This is also without getting into the fact that one interview with her specifically mentions her first response to the shortening being to end S2 on a massive cliffhanger and then just GTFOing on them, a statement that is going to make ANY production company start sweating about you as a creative they want to work with. After all, the crew and other creatives may love Dana... But what do actually publishers and people she has to clear this stuff with think of her? You know, the people who decide funding on these matters because that is just a part of the majority of animated work currently unless you somehow manage to get enough patrons to be able to go independent like Vivziepop with Helluva Boss.

All of this also gives the impression of someone who would rather blame other forces than learn. Honestly, one of the best things I've heard her say is that the shortening did push her creatively. Force her to make decisions and try harder. That gives me hope... But she spent so much of TOH complaining about corporate oversight or riling up her fans against the company who shortened her that... I don't know if she'll take that to heart. If she's going to treat this as a learning experience or if she'll double down. Again, one of the biggest regrets she has is not getting to do more Raeda, despite their one episode already being almost entirely pointless.

Even if she is a wonderful person, from a publisher's standpoint, she seems like a high risk gamble for honestly that incredible of numbers. Someone who might turn on you if you ever force a decision she doesn't like or push her too hard. That's not something a big corporation is going to want. It makes it sound a lot more like she's someone who indeed should just go independent if she really found working for Disney so rough.

I would love to be wrong though. I would love for her next work to be a knock out of the park. I just know that I'm probably going to pick it up AFTER it's done and I know it actually knew where it was going instead of just scrambling to put the tracks in front of it.

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I will probably try just not to talk more about Dana as a creative because I REALLY don't like talking about the creators themselves instead of just judging the quality of their work. I genuinely wish Dana the best but... Man, after I've had so many people dismiss everything I've ever said about this show because of the shortening, or because Disney was too restrictive on LGBTQIA+ elements or because they forced Hexside onto Dana, ruining her plans, excuses Dana has herself pushed for the fans to use by using them herself...

It made learning just how little of any sort of plan she ever had so exhausting and infuriating, amplified by just how much this fandom screeches about TOH's unfair treatment when I don't see any of them going to bat for Molly McGee right now the same way. Not in my corners at least. Edit: I have been corrected that people are pretty mad for Molly McGee which good. They should be.

#the owl house criticism #toh critical

[sserpente]

Loki Season 2 – Episode 1 RECAP

HERE WE GO AGAIN! FINALLY! LET’S DO THIS, SHALL WE?

As always, HEAVY SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 1 BELOW THE CUT!

Also from now on, as usual, in addition to the keep reading tags, I will tag posts that contain spoilers with the hashtag "#loki season 2 spoilers" and "#loki spoilers" so you can filter them from your dashboard until you're ready!

Did I stay up until 3 a.m. to watch the first episode again? Yes. Yes, I did.

We are starting off so damn STRONG. Damn it, I just wanted to hug Loki so bad. He’s been through so much shit and he was so heartbroken and desperate! Imagine you get to cup his face and just tell him to take a deep breath with you! What made it even more painful was the moment he fully realised that Mobius didn’t recognise him—his one friend, the one person who likes him for who he is… and he doesn’t remember him… and then the relief on his face when was in the right place again!

Loki was so panicked about the impending war. For good reason, obviously but it truly shows that Thor: Ragnarok lied. Loki wouldn’t be a bad king, now hear me out—in The Avengers, Thanos had the upper hand. You all remember that one scene where he sort of backtracks and says “It’s too late… it’s too late to stop it…” but can’t join forces with Thor because The Other was watching him? Loki understands the sacrifice for sure and in the first Thor film, when he tried to wipe out Jötunheim, what I believe is that he wanted to prevent the war that Thor himself had started by attacking those Jötuns. Loki’s not about violence and causing pain and destruction, he just got caught in the middle of it several times, and circumstances forced him into choices that were not heroic. We knew that already, of course… but it’s nice to see that reflected in the series. Besides, we don’t need him to be a hero. We just need him to be Loki. 🥰

The jokes were spot-on, not too silly, not out of place, in my opinion, but sprinkled in just right so far. Skin? Also, can we please talk about the warning on the floor that said Spaghettification? Come on! 😂😂😂

Now in that sense, O.B. is indeed brilliant. A lovely and light addition to the serious bureaucracy of the TVA for sure!

I really wasn’t worried about Loki making it back safely, somehow. Let’s face it, they wouldn’t have killed him in the first episode of Season 2. With that being said… I hope for their sake he stays safe at the end too, otherwise, I will hurt a lot of people! 🙂

X5… X5, what are we gonna do with him? I hate him. Of course, I do. He’s got something about him that just makes you want to slap him in the face. 😒

Now there are two questions we immediately ask ourselves, right? Where, or rather, when did Sylvie come from? And who pruned Loki? Was it another Sylvie, or another Loki? Another Mobius? B15? An antagonistic character who realised their wrongs? A new character? A Kang Variant? They’ve definitely left us some loose ends! 🤔

And lastly… it’s absolutely heartbreaking to see how much Loki cares for Sylvie despite what happened at the end of Season 1. She basically betrayed him! For reasons Loki understands, of course, but still… it broke his heart… and hence it broke mine. He was so ready to stop the others from going after her even though he was facing the very gruesome time slipping problem. 😭

If you’ve seen the video I posted earlier, you’ll know that I have already seen Episode 2 as well today. I won’t lose a word about that one until next week though! 😉 All I’m gonna say is that we’re in for a treat. 😏

PS: I want that TVA handbook as a notebook for my writing.

#loki season 2 #loki series 2 #loki series #loki #tom hiddleston #loki disney+ #loki spoilers #loki season 2 spoilers

[mochie85]

Better Version

A Mayari One-Shot. Taken place in an AU.

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Summary: The president has a special surprise for you. A/N: As always, my REQUESTS and ASKS are always open. I highly recommend scanning the song to listen, before or after the fic. It's one of my favorites and fits the story so well. The complete soundtrack to the fic can be found here on Spotify. Summary: The president has a special surprise for you. Word Count: 3k Warnings: +18 only! Smut - with plot. DP. Multiple Loki's. Mentions of SA and trauma.

“I have a surprise for you dear,” he said in his deep growl. President Loki gingerly took your hand and pulled you from your seat. You got anxious. He never has surprises for you. He never does anything nice unless it benefits him in some way.

The last time he ‘had something for you,’ he edged you for two weeks. You were writhing and sensitive to every little touch. While he made sure he finished every time, he left you wanting and whimpering until you finally begged him to ease your painful desire. It was intense and mind-blowing.

You clenched your thighs at the thought. The burn and ache run their way through your body, pooling collectively in your most private area.

“Mr. President…” the lackey didn’t have time to finish, as Loki pushed his face away from him, crashing against the wall.

“No one bothers me, or the first lady! Is that clear?!” Not waiting for an answer, Loki continued to drag you by your hand up to your private bedroom. He closed the door behind you as you entered. The soft click of the lock created dread and anxiety within you.

“Oh, pet. Look at you. Trembling. Is it from want? Or from fear?” He said right in your ear as he grabbed your shoulders from behind you, making you jump.

“Is anybody there? Untie me this instant! I’ve been cuffed. Get me out of here!” his voice yelled from your bed. Loki continued to kiss your neck and pull your dress strap down from your shoulders. You were confused. It sounded like Loki needed help. But then, who was kissing you from behind? You turned to look at your president. His eyes burned with mischief and malice as he stared at you. His grin grew wide.

He led you towards your bed and that’s when you saw him. Your eyes widened and you took in a gasp. There was another variant of Loki cuffed to the bed frame, lying down. Both hands were tied to the corners of the bed. His shirt was ripped down to his navel, exposing his muscle underneath. His trousers were already open and slightly pulled down. He was tanner than your president. His slight olive skin tone gave away the fact that he was new here to the void. He had such bright glowing skin, that it made you want to touch him.

“Mayari?” The variant questioned in shock. He couldn’t believe his eyes. You were just as beautiful as the day he lost you. Your silver-blue hair was just a little duller, and your markings faded. Your eyes! Your eyes he missed most of all. They were the brightest things he had ever seen, and they were always upturned because of your constant smile. But not these eyes. The eyes he was looking in now were cloudy and vacant. Your smile, non-existent. “How could this be? She died! Decades ago.”

Loki couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He must’ve drunk himself into Valhalla if he was able to see you again. After you had passed on that mission to lure Dreykov, Loki spent years, decades, in search of his next drink. His glorious purpose was reduced to sitting alone, passed out in the corner of the local pub waiting for death to come and take him.

“She is not your Sigyn. This is Y/N. This little rabbit followed me when the damn TVA tried to prune me. My loyal pet.” President Loki kissed the side of your neck, causing you to involuntarily close your eyes and relish in his gentle kisses. He was rarely gentle with you. He stood behind you, rocking you gently, slowly. “Do you like your surprise, little bunny?” He whispered in your ear. “I know how much you’ve wished for me to be tied down. Helpless. Begging for you to release me. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted, pet?” You looked at the Loki variant tied to your bed. Your vacant expression unshifting.

President Loki grabbed your hair and forced you to look his way. “Answer me, pet.” You cried at the sudden sting on your head.

“Yes! Yes, Chief.” You whispered.

“Let go of her! You’re hurting her!” The variant yelled as he tried to free himself once again.

“But she likes it when I pull her hair. Don’t you love?” the president asked cooing at you.

“Yes. Mr. President.” You said in that breathy tone. Your only saving grace from the pain was to suffer his lust. He seized your lips in a hard kiss. Your teeth clashed and drew blood from your bottom lip. When he relinquished your lips, you panted slowly, tears forming in the corner of your eyes.

“Come now, my dear. Put on a show for our guest.” He said walking to the mini-bar behind you, grabbing a drink. You looked down at the variant, and he shook his head, ‘no.’ But you gave him a defeated look, ‘I have to.’ You tried to say.

You started by grabbing the hem of your dress and slowly lifting it. You let your hands roam all over your torso, then cupped your breast. You placed one knee on the bed. Then the other, opening your legs wide as you gripped your thighs.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” The president asked from behind you. “Sometimes, I just like to watch her. She takes the sting away,” he said absently. You looked back towards him. That was the nicest thing you’ve ever heard him say about you in a long while. He sat down on the chair towards your right, drinking his liquor. His greedy eyes roam around your body. You looked back at the variant tied to your bed. His eyes were full of longing as well.

Loki knew this wasn’t right. You weren’t his Mayari, his Sigyn. But Norns, did he miss you. Yes, he missed your body, but he missed your laugh even more. He missed the way your eyes would glisten whenever you looked upon him. What he would give to have this Mayari look at him the same way too.

You started to crawl over him. Your hands gently caress up his legs. You could hear his breathing get heavier and heavier. You straddled him, leaning down close to his face. You paused and looked over to the president.

“Go on. You have my permission.” He said with a smirk. He took a swig of his drink as he watched you take your kiss from the variant. At first, you were gentle. The chief was always the one to take the lead. You always just stood there letting him take whatever he wanted from you.

This Loki let you take the lead. He slowly opened your mouth and glided his tongue gently inside. He coaxed you to make your move. To take what you wanted.

You moaned.

A sound, neither Loki has heard in a long time. President Loki watched with bated breath. It was only a kiss. Only a kiss. But it was enough to elicit the most beautiful sound from your lips. Norns, he’s tried so hard to get you to sound like that. And all it took was a kiss! Not even from him!

It was only a kiss. It was only a kiss.

He shattered the glass he was holding, making both of you look up at him.

He wiped his hands clean and motioned for you to come to him. He wanted to reclaim your moans. Reclaim your body. He stood up and turned you around to face the variant again.

The president’s hands wandered all over your body. His gentle kisses peppering your neck, he cupped your breast, pinching your hardening nipple. You let out a small whimper and he smiled against your shoulder. Was that the key? Gentleness? “You smell so good, pet.” He said as his hands traveled down to your heat. He gently lifted your dress. Trailing soft touches on your thigh as he pulled it up over your hips. His fingers found your wet-laced panties. He slid his digits under the hem to feel your slick moisten his fingertips. “Good girl,” he said, and you let out a louder whimper.

“Put your foot up on the bed, and open your legs.” He instructed. You followed quickly, not wanting him to get angry. Your dress pooled at the base of your hips. He pulled your panties to the side as he stuck his fingers inside your wet heat. He rimmed around your walls slowly but forcefully. His other hand worked its way around your neck, caressing your throat and chest. “Come on pretty girl, give our guest a show. Show him how pretty you are when you cum.”

You tilted your head back onto his shoulder. His words were never this sweet. His actions never so giving. You were close. You started breathing heavily. Your whimpers turned into loud moans. With his free hand, he guided your chin to face him, and he kissed you while his fingers fucked you senselessly.

You came. Your knees nearly bucking. “Oh, Loki!” You said with furrowed brows and darkened eyes. Another sound he hasn’t heard in a long time. His name on your lips, in the heat of passion.

Fuck! Again!

His need to hear you consumed him. He pressed his growing erection behind you. He rutted against you, feeling the ache.

He looked down on the bed and saw the variant watching. His own erection growing. “Look what you did, bunny.” He guided your chin back to the variant. “You see what you do to us? My sweet girl. Go on. Help him.” The President said to you. You stood there momentarily as he pushed the straps of your sundress off your shoulders. It flowed to the floor leaving you bare-chested with only your wet panties on.

He never shared you before. This was all so disorienting. You looked back at him, unsure. He was sucking his two fingers that were inside you. Tasting your sweetness.

“Mayari, darling. Stop. You don’t have to do it. You don’t have to do everything he says.” The variant pleaded with you. You ignored him as you pulled his pants further down. Whatever his reasons were, he was the one tied up. Not the president. And you were scared of the president more and what he could do than whatever fallout would come from not listening to this variant.

You started with kitten licks on his thigh. Your long hair covering your actions. President Loki came by and gathered all your hair together. You stilled, anticipating him to pull you off. Instead, he gripped your hair to pull it away from your face, as he watched you lick from the base of the variants cock up to the tip. Variant Loki let out a small grunt. His cock twitched in your hand. You licked his tip, tasting the precum, and twirled your tongue around the head. The variant’s head leaned back. An uncontrolled moan came out of his mouth.

You took him further into your mouth. Sucking the hardening cock. You relaxed your throat a little bit more and pushed him to the back. His moans got louder. You shook your head trying to push more of him inside you.

“That’s a good girl.” You heard your President say. The variant started breathing rapidly. His chest heaving faster and faster. “That’s it. Get him nice and hard. You want to ride him, don’t you?” Your eyes met his. You bobbed your head up and down. Faster and faster. Your president pulled your head away from the cock. You took a sharp intake of breath. “Now sit.” He growled, letting go of your hair.

You crawled your hips to line with the variants. His eyes were glossed over. The euphoric state he was in kept him dazed. You grabbed his hard shaft and rubbed the tip up and down your entrance. As soon as your hips dipped low, you both let out a loud scream.

It’s been so long since he felt you around him. Norns, you were so tight. So warm. So delicious. No matter how long it’s been. He would always remember how well he fit with you. How snug and soft you felt. You lifted your hips and then sank back in slowly. He savored your velvet warmth. Your muscle tightening around him when his cock twitches.

You felt so full. You always felt full whenever Loki was inside you. He would reach that place so deep inside that it ruined you for any other man.  It was at this point, whenever you were together, that your president would take what he wanted from you. He would hurry his pace, and seek out his own release. He wouldn’t care in the slightest what you were feeling like. You were just a fuck toy to him. The thought made tears form in the corners of your eyes.

“I’m sorry, love. Does it hurt? Do you want to stop?” The variant asked.

“No.” you shook your head, wiping your tears away. How could these two variants be the same man? The one below you seemed loving and caring. The one watching you was brutal and selfish.

President Loki watched your interactions. Jealous of all the emotions this one variant has elicited out of you in a short amount of time. You used to cry. He couldn’t even make you do that anymore. Now you walk around, unsmiling, uncaring. You were obedient and lifeless. He hated it. He hated not seeing you smile at him anymore. He hated not seeing your moans and your pleasure. At one point, he was just going to leave you out in the wilderness and let Alioth have you. He thought you just gave up and wanted your life to be over.

You started moving your hips. His hard cock disappearing into your sheath. Your breathing got erratic. Small moans were making their way out of your lips. You felt a dip on the bed behind you. You felt his touch trail up your spine as you rode the variant. He grabbed your hair again, holding it away from your face.

“You’re so beautiful like this bunny. Keep riding him. That’s it. Take your pleasure from him.” He pushed you down, your face inches away from the variants. The Loki variant lifted his head slightly and reached for your lips with his.

His warm lips drew yours in.  He parted your mouth with his and tilted his head to get in deeper. His tongue probing you, tickling the roof of your mouth.

You could feel President Loki’s hands on your hips, rubbing, caressing. Without any warning, he spanked you, causing you to moan inside the variant’s mouth.

You felt the tip of his cock line up your back entrance. He dragged his hard shaft up and down your folds, coating it with your essences. Without warning, he pushed his way inside you. You screamed out in shock, gripping the pillow around the variant’s head.

“Darling? Kitten, what’s the matter?” the variant asked.

“Fuck, you feel so good, bunny.” The president said. “I’ve had you so many times like this, but it never felt this tight inside you. Is it because you’re so full, darling?”

You stilled when he entered you. The pain was more from shock than actual discomfort. You lifted yourself up from the bed, resting on your hands. You’ve never felt so full before. The president started his movements. Slow at first. A fluttering sensation moving all throughout your hips and into your lower belly. Your grip on the pillow tightened. The look of bliss on the variant’s face was enough to make you moan.

“Does it feel good, bunny?” The president asked. He started going faster. He pulled his entire length out and slowly, agonizingly pushed himself inside. Inch by aching inch. He pulled out quickly then repeated his slow entrance back inside you.

“Loki, please.” You mewled.

“Oh, darling. You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you. What I would give to have you scream my name again.” You don’t know which Loki said it. You were panting and heaving. The sensations you were receiving overstimulating you. The president went faster. He pushed you onto the variant, making you ride him with his thrusts.

You laid your head down on variant Loki’s chest, trying to keep yourself together. The sensation of being occupied on both sides quickly unraveling you. You screamed your release in his chest. Soon after, you heard both men grunting and screaming theirs.

You looked up at the variant’s eyes, glowing and lust-filled. When he came into focus, his eyes shifted to adoration. He smiled up at you. He moved his hands, wanting to hold you, but forgot that he was tied.

The president left you, his slick making a mess of you and the sheets. “I guess, we’re keeping him then, eh pet?” he said, wiping himself off. He turned around and witnessed you kissing the variant. Your hands in his hair. Your velvet cunt still wrapped around his cock. He was enraged with jealousy.

President Loki came up to you and grabbed your chin, breaking off the kiss, and making you face him.

“Did I give you permission?!” He said it more as a statement rather than an inquiry. “What is it?! Huh? What is it about this one that you give your love to? You’ve known him for less than a day! You’ve known me for over a hundred years. YOU followed ME! What is it?” He yelled, anger in his voice.

You looked at your president’s eyes. The emotion and hurt in them. He still loved you. You knew that. That’s why he never, not even once, left you outside to be eaten by Alioth. Even though he threatened you with it so many times before. You looked at the heaving variant under you. You saw the hurt and pain of losing his love, there in his eyes. You wonder if your president would look the same if he were to lose you.

“He is what I hoped you would be…to me.” You said in a small voice.

“What? Bound and helpless? Vulnerable? Begging to be free?”

“Gentle. Kind. And in love.” President Loki pushed your face away from his hands, causing you to dismount Loki on the bed.

“That’s enough!” The variant yelled. He pulled on his restraints, forcing the headboard to bend. Within seconds, he was freed. His wrist was bloodied and cut. You quickly got off the bed, grabbed your dress off the floor, and ran into the bathroom for safety. You knew how this would end, and for once you would not be on the receiving end of it.

You heard screaming and yelling. You felt a rumble of seidr shake the whole room. It felt like hours. There were times when the door would bow, or you would hear a scream and a thump on the wall. You could hear bits and pieces of their argument.

“She deserves better than what you could ever give her.”

“She is mine!”

“You don’t know anything. Not the pain, the torture. Nothing till you’ve lost her.”

After a few more moments of yelling and fighting, silence had settled in the next room. A loud banging on the door had you scrambling to open it.

There stood President Loki, on the doorframe, fixing his pin on his lapel.  He looked at you up and down.

“You’re dressed. Good. Let’s go.” He said coldly as he grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the room. You looked down to see the lifeless body of the variant on the floor.

You wanted to cry. You wanted to yell and scream. But you couldn’t. You knew this was your fate. A diminutive moment of hope only to be snuffed out, like everything else here in the void.

“Ah! Mr. President…” another henchman came down the hallway to greet him. Loki grabbed his face and pushed him up against the wall.

“No one bothers me or the First Lady! You got that?!” Loki looked him straight in the eye. The henchman quickly nodded. “There’s a body in our room I want disposed of immediately. I don’t want it there when we get back. Understood?!” Again, the henchman nodded quickly and Loki let go. But not before you noticed his wrists. The henchman ran down the hallway to your room, eager to get his task done quickly.

You grabbed Loki’s hand, turning it palm side up. You traced the welts and scars that formed on his wrist. Blood dripping onto the carpet. Tears started falling from your eyes. A sob escapes from your lips. Loki pulled his hands away and cupped your face, wiping your tears with his thumbs.

“He will never hurt you again, kitten. I promise.” He looked at you with new eyes. Eyes that have regained their color, their life. You nodded your head as you tore pieces of your dress to wrap his wrists. Loki watched you tend to him. Gods he missed you.

“This is my Valhalla.” He whispered as he wrapped his arm around your frail waist and pulled you into him. He kissed you gently. You stood there waiting for him to take what he needed. But his little nips and his little moans made you kiss him back. You opened your mouth and let your tongue glide in his. He squeezed you harder, wanting to get you closer, get you under his skin.

That night, he made up for the decades he spent without you. Lavishing your body in praises, kisses, and in orgasms. Excited to spend his eternity with you.

⬅️Chapter 35: Do I Wanna Know | Mayari Masterlist | Complete Masterlist ➡️

Tags: @lokiprompts @lokisninerealms @lokisgoodgirl @alexs1200 @britishserpent @huntress-artemiss @mischief2sarawr @user13cabs

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[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Loki Episode 4 Incoherent Thoughts

I know we have two more episodes. I know it's (probably) gonna be fine. But goddamn, guys.

I hope this episode doesn't completely disprove the end of my fic so soon.

Also the word Heart in the title is turning me into more of an absolute Fool

This intro is making me very upset

HOW DID THIS RECORDING GET BACK TO THE TVA IN THE WAR ROOM

OH SHIT

OH FUCKING SHIT

NO YOU'RE NOT, YOU DOUCHE

Welp, already. Before the title card. Damn.

Why does the door stay open at the end of the last episode for Loki and Mobius, but close immediately in this one though?

Sylvie!

Wait no Heart is in the title.

I SWEAR TO GOD IF RENSLAYER AND MINUTES END UP TOGETHER AND THE ONLY GAY REP WE GET IS THE VILLAIN LADY AND THE ANIMATED CLOCK I'M GONNA LOSE IT

Loki being soft and gentle is KILLING ME

You didn't need to give me that long of a shot on that screen. I know the future's approaching.

B15 I WOULD DIE FOR YOU

Fucking hell I love this. I want the end of this so bad to be lokius and Sylvie as my trio but not a throuple.

Gaybies!

His number two fan!

LOOK AT CASEY BACK THERE SMILING LIKE A PROUD BOYFRIEND I'M SORRY I SHIP THESE TWO SO BAD

ANOTHER REASON WHY HIS NAME IS OUROBOROS I'M DYING

OH MY GOD HE SAID THE THING OB YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THE THING I'M SCREAMING

OH MY GOD THIS IS KILLING ME

SYLVIE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I'M SO HAPPY YOU'RE HERE

OB YOU MADE MINI-FIGURES?!

STOP I HAVE TOO MANY THINGS TO WRITE I CANNOT WRITE A FIC WHERE OB DMS THEIR DND CAMPAIGN

OB'S NOT SO SUBTLE LOOK AT SYLVIE WHEN HE SAYS "When someone killed He Who Remains" AND HER RESPONDING LOOK OF PRIDE LIKE 'Thank you, and I'd do it again' AND LOKI LIKE 'Not in front of the variant, please' IS FUCKING SENDING ME

"And ruined my life" OB YOU'RE MY FAVORITE OFFICIALLY

THE BICKERING IS BACK BABYYY ALSO IT'S ABSOLUTELY YOUR TURN LOKI HE'S RIGHT

CASEY AND OB JUST IDLY WATCHING THE BANTER I CANNOT WITH THIS EPISODE OH MY GOD

SYLVIE JUMPING INTO THE BICKERING OH NO OH NO (this is an oh no for me, maybe I'll explain what oh no means in reaction posts later, if anything comes of this one. God I hope not)

Loki is a very fast runner

VICTOR

But also please do not come in the way of Casey and OB

Ohhh fuck

I thought she was gonna restore his memories without permission, I really did

[I just paused typing the reactions because I thought of a theory OH MY GOD]

LOKI DON'T GO AFTER HER YOU KEEP CHOOSING MO STOP

OH FUCKING BRAD AGAIN

WHY ARE THEY ALL IN THERE THAT'S A TERRIBLE IDEA

THIS IS ABOUT TO BE A PRISON RIOT

B15 NO YOU CAN'T TRUST THEM

They're for sure gonna go for it AND THEN TURN ON YOU WHEN IT'S TIME

NO THAT'S THEIR PLACE

Lord please don't kiss

Loki you're doing great sweetie please don't try to kiss her

LOKI STOP I'M GONNA WRITE A POEM IF YOU KEEP SPITTING WISDOM

SYLVIE YOU'VE SEEN WIZARD OF OZ??!!

Don't you DARE FUCKING kiss her

Oh thank god

FUCK YOU RENSLAYER

FUCK OFF BITCH

BRAD THAT'S A BOLD FACE LIE

MINUTES GO FUCK YOURSELF (Timely's not gonna do it, after all)

EEEWWW

MINUTES YOU FUCKING BITCH YOU'RE SMILING THAT'S DISGUSTING

BRAD YOU BETTER TURN ON A BITCH

THE TEMPAD ISN'T WORKING??!!

This is weird

WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS WEIRD SHIT

BRAD YOU MOTHER FUCKER DON'T! FUCK

MOBIUS WHAT DID YOU PLAY? I BET IT WAS CANDY CRUSH AND AMONG US

FUCKING HELL I HATE THIS SO FUCKING MUCH FUCK THIS

TIMELY OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD SYLVIE

FUCK MY BRAIN IS MOVING FAST AND GOD I HATE IT I KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN I PAUSED IT

SO IT MIGHT NOT HAPPEN TILL NEXT WEEK BUT: So they're separated, Sylvie gets up, pries open the elevator doors in time to see past Loki get pruned but thinks it's current Loki. And she's very upset about it. Then current Loki shows up and they reunite and she kisses him for real this time. GOD PLEASE NO I'M GONNA BE NERVOUS FOR THE NEXT SEVENTEEN MINUTES MINUS WHENEVER THAT HAPPENS.

ON THE OTHER HAND IF YOU JUST HUG HIM I CAN HANDLE THAT

THERE'S PAST LOKI SHIT HERE WE GO

ELEVATOR BROKEN. I MIGHT START CRYING PREMATURELY

IF I GET THIS RIGHT I'M GONNA BE SHOCKED I NEVER PREDICT THINGS RIGHT EVEN IF THEY'VE BEEN HEAVILY FORESHADOWED.

I DON'T WANT THIS TO BE THE MOMENT I CHECK OFF THAT BINGO SQUARE PLEASE NO

SYLVIE GOOD GIRL OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO SMART THIS IS WHY YOU ARE THE SUPERIOR VARIANT

WAIT WE STILL DON'T KNOW WHO'S ON THE PHONE THOUGH

WAIT PAUSED AGAIN. WAS I ORIGINALLY RIGHT, DOES FUTURE LOKI PRUNE PAST LOKI? OKAY EVERYTHING ABOUT MY PREDICTION IS THE SAME EXCEPT SHE'S ONLY UPSET UNTIL PAST BOI DISAPPEARS BECAUSE CURRENT BOI IS RIGHT THERE. OKAY PRESSING PLAY AGAIN

RIPPING OPEN THE DOOR, CURRENT LOKI WITH PRUNE STICK Y'ALL AS SOON AS I FIGURED OUT HE ACTUALLY GOT PRUNED FROM BEHIND I SAID IT WAS LOKI

DO IT LOKI MOBIUS NEEDS YOU

OH RIGHT YOU NEED TO SEE SYLVIE RIGHT. I forgot you understood this shit better than I do.

There's a guy in another apartment yelling ARGH, and that's a BIG MOOD right now dude lol.

"I promise you this will make sense." You're killing me Loki PLEASE DON'T KISS HER

ANSWER THE PHONE

STOP YELLING RANDOM DUDE IN MY BUILDING, EVERYTHING'S OKAY (FOR NOW)

FUCK YES DO IT, OB

ALSO THANK GOD NO KISS YET

This man is still yelling and it's been like 3-5 minutes.

I AGREE WITH LOKI AND SYLVIE LOL

YEAH DIE BITCH

OH SHIT I WAS GONNA FUCKING SAY NOT AGAIN BUT SHE SAID HER PIECE HOLY SHIT

GET HIM

YES

YES FUCKING DIE

Thanks V

TELL HIM LOKI

NO TIMELY I WANT LOKI TO TELL MOBIUS AND I DON'T TRUST YOU THAT MUCH

AND LOKI'S FOR SURE A FASTER RUNNER

I DON'T LIKE THAT WE THINK WE'RE GONNA FIGURE OUT-- FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

OH NO

NOOOOOOOOO IT'S THE SHOT NOOOOOOOO

WAIT WAIT DID HE TIME SLIP OR TURN INTO BLACK HOLE SPAGHETTI [Pretty sure it's the second one]

wait. Why are there pictures of the episode including the last scene in the files at the TVA? (I know it's the credits but I'm choosing to accept it as canon)

It all comes down to Brad I guess??

I. Need to go like. Stare at a wall for a little bit or something.

#loki #loki tv show #loki season 2 #sylvie laufeydottir #mobius m mobius #loki season 2 spoilers #loki 2x04 #that was certainly an episode

[purplepanda-marvel-leaks]

PRE-SUPERBOWL Q&A

Q: are you happy?

A: Today is a happy day 😇💖. Thank you for asking💖

Q: Anything about born again having 9 episodes or more?

A: RPK has said DD:BA Season 1 will be 9 episodes and I've heard the same thing. No joke, it was going to be one of my posts but RPK beat me to it Imfao 🤷🏽‍♀️

Q: Alex recently said we have already met Hulkling in the MCU. Do you know who he is?

A: AFAIK Hulking WILL be Teddy Altman, and we haven't met him yet. Maybe a random skrull will be retconned as Teddy? It's no one we met by name.

Q: Is wanda in agathas series

A: She's not in the series, no. I have no information on post credits scenes though.

Q: What Fox movies should I see to understand Deadpool 3 ?

A: X2, X-Men Origins: Wolverine, The Wolverine, Deadpool, Deadpool 2

Q: Any update on Tommy Maximoff? Is he getting ignored? 😭

A: Billy is looking for Tommy.

Q: will wolverine be featured in the trailer at all in any capacity?

A: 1-2 shots.

Q: will both white tigers be in DD BA 👀

A: 👀 👀 👀

Q: It's Deadpool interacting with another hero besides Wolverine on the trailer?

A: He interacts with heroes from Deadpool 1 & 2 Not much interaction with Wolverine

Q: Will Daredevil wear +1 suit in Born Again?

A: Yes he will. (see my latest posts)

Q: Do you believe that 4 movies after DP3 (F4, Cap 4, Blade and Thunderbolts) be good?

A: In order: Yes, Yes, i hope so, YES.

Q: Are we getting a red band trailer of Deadpool 3 today?

A: Yes.

Q: How long exactly is the DP3 teaser?

A: Around 2:30. @Cryptic4KQual on Twitter is accurate asf

Q: Can we expect any MCU/ Fox cameos other than Wolverine in this trailer??

A: 👀

Because you read this far here are some leaks:

DEADPOOL 3:

A sneak peek at BABY POOL! His pacifier has the same logo as Deadpool's belt 🥺 👶🏻

Q: Is the titans movie rumor true?

A: I NEED IT TO BE

Q: will Agatha play a role in the witches road special?

A: Yes.

Q: How is Feige feeling about DP3

A: He has absolute faith in those three

Q: are you able to share anymore details regarding agatha ?

A: Yes, LOTS of Agatha goodies coming your way this year

Q: Do I need to finish Loki S2 to understand DP3

A: You better! PS: The famous elevator will make a cameo in the trailer!

Q: Multiple suits for Murdock in DDBA? Or just the one we saw in set leaks?

A: 👀 👀

Q: Where can we expect to see Oscar Isaac as Moon Knight next in the MCU?

A: We will see Moon Knight multiple times before the next Avengers film. We shall see if it will be Oscar Isaac or not 👀

Q: Word on when Xmen 97 is airing?

A: I was told May/June to line up with Deadpool 3. But CosmicCircus heard March. They're pretty reliable and I honestly hope they're right🤞🏻

Q: do you know anything about how billy and agatha meet?

A: He seeks out Agatha.

Q: What's your song?

My Body is a cage - Boundaries. I've been obsessed with this band for the last few weeks 🤟🏻

Q: What can we expect in trailer of deadpool 3?

A: TVA & a lot of action.

Q: What time will the Deadpool 3 trailer come out??

A: RPK is more than likely to be right

Q: Which upcoming projects are you most looking forward to?

A: Deadpool 3, Eyes Of Wakanda, What If...?, Thunderbolts Friendly Neighborhood: Spider-Man. Oh yeah and Agatha: All Along.

Q: will our version of moon knight be returning from the show?

A: Yes, Oscar Isaac's Moon Knight WILL return. 🌙 🌙

Q: What about tobey in Madame web?

A: No, Tobey will not appear in Madame Web 😭 🕷 🕸

Q: Will the Netflix events be referenced a lot in DDBA?

A: They literally brought back Wilson Bethel's Bullseye 😭 🎯

Q: Best and Worst movie you've ever seen

A: My answers change weekly but current best: EEOAO, Current worst: Death On The Nile

Q: Does kamala have any projects we should be excited for?

A: Marvel Zombies

Q: Why did you skip over my questions? 🫠

A: Sorry? There's a lot of questions here 😭

Q: is there any talk about a scarlet witch solo project?

A: Yes, but JUST talks. Don't forget that Marvel and Feige has been going through a lot of quality control behind-the-scenes.

Q:Will Yelena dress up as the white widow in thunderbolts?

A: Yelena will get a new suit, but it won't be white. It'll be similar to this one.

BREAKING NEWS:

DEADPOOL 3 has been renamed!! 👀 🙌🏼

Q: Wolverine Variants???

A: Many

Q: Is Logan in DP3 the same guy from the Fox films?

A: Yes. They wouldn't have brought back Hugh otherwise.

BREAKING NEWS:

First look at Matthew Macfadyen

in 'DEADPOOL & WOLVERINE'

Q: are you able to share the before and after 90s filter for X-Men 97? What does the filter actually do?

A: It mimics the style of the 90's cartoon on the CG models.

Pre-Filter (left) vs. Post-Filter (right)

Q: Are you the GOAT? 🐐

A: WE are GOATs 🤝 🐐

Q: How would you best describe the animation style for Eyes of Wakanda?

A: I'd say it's more reminiscent of classic Disney Animation in terms of art style! It's quite different from WHAT IF..?

Alright, AMA is finished! My brain is fried Hope you all had a great Super Bowl with WOLVERINE & ASSHOLE

#Deadpool #Deadpool2 #Deadpool3 #Wolverine #Logan #ShawnLevy #HughJackman #RyanReynolds #MoonKnight #CaptainAmerica #CaptainAmericaTheFirstAvenger #RedSkull #SecretWars #KangDynasty #Avengers #AvengersKangDynasty #AvengersSecretWars #Loki #LokiSeason2 #TomHiddleston #TVA #MinuteMen #XMen #X2 #XMenDaysofFuturePast #DeadpoolandWolverine

[dewdropreader]

WIP Party! (WIP Tag Game!)

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? DnD campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!

I have been tagged by both @bushs-world and @insert-witty-user-name-here 😁 thanks y’all!

As usual my tag names aren’t horribly descriptive to anyone but me so I’ll give a tiny amount of context, but if there’s anything y’all want more info about or want to chat about, message/send an ask! I’m always down to chat fics!

Going from most recently opened/worked on until I hit around where I would have already discussed them in the tag game I did a few months back! 😊

1. TC- Cat Part 2: If any of y’all read my fic about Loki being stuck as a cat and Mobius finding him… part two is coming soon! ���️ (Also TC stands for Time Crew, for some reason I decided that was the tag for any Loki fics 🤷‍♀️)

2. Loki Found Family 5- Boastful: This has been wallowing as a WIP for a while 😅 But I’ve written origins and/or void rescues for 4 of the core 5 Lokis that we know, and Boastful is next! He’s just requiring the most creativity/time because of minimal info in canon so I’m taking extra time to make sure his story is how I want it!

3. Time Crew Fic 12- Sylvie's Nightmares: This has nothing written except the blurb/description about the topic, no outlines or anything, but it’s here to be worked on at some point!

4. Found Family 8- Kid and Loki Genderfluidity: (can y’all tell I make a bunch of WIPs at once and therefore my numbered order gets wacky 😅) I actually came up with this at the end of June, hoping to write it and post it in time for Pride month, but it didn’t end up happening due to being busy and because I needed to do more research! I’m not genderfluid myself so I wanted to look into as many differing experiences as possible to make sure I do it justice. Essentially I planned to have Kid Loki realizing how some of the other Lokis express their gender and questioning how he wants to present/identify, and asking others and hearing their perspectives, then hanging out with TVA Loki and Sylvie to talk and go shopping to try different things. Meant to be all wholesome Loki support but still want to make sure I’m portraying things well due to this being a side of the LGBTQIA+ world I’m not as knowledgeable on! I do still want to write this when the mood strikes sometime for more wholesome Kid Loki content (which it will sometime for sure!)

Okay! So unless I’m missing something I think that’s actually all of them that have popped up in the last few months that I haven’t actually posted yet! More recently I’ve been coming up with an idea or two and going hardcore to work on those so there’s been less of the ones that get made and then linger for weeks/months lol.

I’ll tag @starport-seven-five @blackbirdofasgard @lgwilt and @mirilyawrites because I don’t think I’ve seen you tagged by the others who tagged me and I’d be curious to see what you’re up to!

#loki #loki tv #fanfic #fanfiction #archive of our own #lokius #sylkius #mcu sylvie #mobius m mobius #loki laufeyson #current wip #wip tag #fanfic tag #tag challenge #fic tag #tag game

[marvelfanfics1]

Imagine Little! Reader meeting 🐊 Loki and becoming best friends with it 🥺 Like he accompanies her wherever she goes and is very protective and scares away whoever tries to get closer to her 🤭

Besties for life

(GIFs not mine)

Pairing: alligator!Loki x little!reader

Warnings: Age Regression

A/N: Oh my, I love this! 🥺 I'm so soft for this 😩

⭒𖥸⭒

When you got pruned you thought this was it. You thought you would die, but you peeked one eye open and looked around you.

You were sitting on the rather cold and wet grass and pulling your knees to your chest, hugging them.

What are you supposed to do? All alone? By yourself?

You simply started to cry on your knees and hoped it would all just be over. One second you were cuddling with your daddy and the next you got dragged away by some minutemen from the TVA.

You felt something nudge your side, making you giggle a bit because it tickled.

When you heard a growl your head snapped up and to your side, where you saw a freaking alligator next to you.

"Ahh! Don come near me!" you screeched and scrambled away from it.

The alligator though is rather calm and just slowly waddles after you until you're backed against an old car, hands before your face.

You were breathing heavily and your heart hammering in your chest. You could still hear the alligator move around and you felt a sudden weight on your thighs.

Taking your trembling hands from your face you saw it had placed its head on your thighs and you took some deep breaths, your hand hesitantly patting its back.

You noticed he wore some hornet helmet and it was very familiar to you.

No. It couldn't be. Right?

"Loki?" you called out and the alligator lifted its head, growling at you, but it wasn't a scary growl and it confirmed what you thought.

It's Loki as an alligator.

After you calmed down and realized Croki, you decided to call him, wasn't going to hurt you, you decided to follow him. Wherever he was going it was better than to be alone and without any protection.

You were walking for a while when you started to rub your eyes, whining a little. You were tired and hungry.

"When we there?" you asked and he turned around, growling something you couldn't understand. "Soon?"

He nods and you continued to waddle after him. Truth to be told, you arrived seconds later by a secret bunker. It opened itself with some green mist around it.

"Chu can do magic twicks too?" you gasped and climbed down the ladder. Croki jumped after you and you heard a few voices.

"Loki! Where have you- whoa...is that who I think it is?" a kid shouted from what must be his throne.

Typical Loki.

"Wow, I didn't know Y/n variants can come this far" a much older guy with Loki's helmet laughed.

Croki growled at their comments and they raised their hands in defense. He turned back to you and saw you yawning. Walking over to you he tucked at your clothed leg, you still wore the ugly TVA jumpsuit.

You followed him to a corner where some bean bags were lying around and you made yourself comfortable on one.

You watched how Croki dragged a blanket after him and you smiled a little, taking it and swaddling it around you. Next, he balanced a juice box on his back and you took it happily.

"Fank chu" you mumbled and started to sip on it, sliding down in the bag. He just sat beside you and watched you the whole time.

"You're safe here, little one," the older Loki said and you smiled at them before falling asleep.

⭒४⭒

You spend already a few weeks together with them and Croki really got a special place in your heart. You even started to understand him a little.

"Wha bout these?" you showed him the flowers you found. He growled something and you giggled, placing the flowers in the beautiful flower crown he wore on his head that you made him.

He nodded two times to the side, which you knew meant that it was time to go back home. You started to call the bunker your home because it was clear you would never leave this place, but you were okay with it, as long as you had Croki with you.

⭒४⭒

"Is that a Y/n variant over there?" the new Loki asked.

He just arrived in the void and was watching you from afar.

You were sitting again in your corner of the bunker, playing with some blocks, and Croki laying in his little pool watching over you.

"Yes, but I would stop looking at her if I was you, which is funny because I am you" Kid Loki laughed while the new one knitted his eyebrows.

"And why?"

"Because he will scratch your eyes out" the older one responded, pointing at Croki who was glaring at the new one.

⭒𖥸⭒

Taglist

@marvelsguantletkeeper @my-river-lilly @canned-rootbeer @fanfictioniseverything @devilslilbabysblog @madgep @buckymydarlingangel @hallecarey1 @daybreakwinter @chiyongberry @wandaslittlewhore @vase-of-lilies @white-wolf1940 @simpingbutch @mischiefsemimanaged @alina02 @stevebuckyplzfuckme @doozywoozy @angelbabydoll28

#little!reader #little reader #daddy!loki #daddy!loki x little!reader #daddy loki #loki x little reader #loki x little!reader #daddy loki x little reader

[lokisprettygirl]

Happy Diwali (Loki x Indian reader)

Note : happy diwali guys, we are going to pretend tva doesn't exist

Tagging : @janetsnakehole02 @daydreaming-bao @llamahasnolife @originalpeacetriumph @karuna11 @daddylokisqueen (I'm not able to tag some of you :( )

When loki picked up the tesseract after the battle of New York, instead of Gobi desert he ended up in Mumbai, India in a 2 room apartment that belonged to Y/n Y/l/n. For about an hour he was confused, very confused, what is this place? Why he is here? Why is he not able to go again? He looked out the window and it rained outside and he could see the beach nearby, palm trees and lots of people just walking on the beach. The apartment was empty and loki was hungry because of his shenanigans all day, so he raided the fridge and even though he didn't understand what poha was, he savored it, he ate all of it.

When after few hours he heard your door opening, he did what he does best, he hid under your bed. When you entered your apartment you just had the strangest feeling, you were reading about what happened in new york this morning, and that already made you anxious. What if they attack here? You decided to shower and when you came out wrapped up in a towel, loki was perched out on your bed. To say that you screamed would be an understatement. You ran back to the bathroom and locked yourself in, thanking all of your gods that you have your phone in there, you were about to call the police, when loki came out of nowhere, and snatched your phone, he pushed you against the door and kept his palm over your mouth "stop screaming woman, let me just explain myself for the love of Valhalla" he shouted "now I'll let go if you promise you won't scream" he asks lowering his voice to not scare you more then you have were already scared, and you nod your head. He was handsome you couldn't deny, and his accent melted in your ears like butter, you were not used to this.

After he let go of you he explained everything he could about how he got there, however he was clueless about why he was there. "So you're the loki that attacked the new york today? " You ask him and he shakes his head "yes I'm that loki, glad we got that out in the open" his eyes rakes over your body, your beautiful skin, your eyes, you looked a little different from women he have seen in midgard till now "Can you go out so I can change?" You ask him still scared, he's like a murderer, a terrorist. So he did and you breathed a sigh of relief. When you got out you stay as far as you can, you cross your arms and stare at him. "So why did you attack new york?" You ask him "I thought I made that pretty obvious with my speech in Stuttgart" he replies not wanting to reveal the real reason. He walk towards to you and you take a step back "look lady, I don't want to be stuck here as much as you don't want me to be here but untill I figure this out, I'm going to stay here weather you desire it or not" his voice gives you shivers but not in a good way, maybe it does but that's not the point. Point is he looks insane, hot but insane. "Kya Pagal aadmi hai (what a crazy man) " you mumble and he glares at you "you think you can insult me in your language and I won't understand? I do, so next time you'd want to be careful" great just great.

After that day you had to live with an unknown man from some other planet and you had no choice. He was too powerful and it's not like you could have done something, should you contact avengers somehow? What if he finds out? But the more you got to know him, the more you realised that he wasn't that bad, he was kind of smart and intelligent, he talked about several things you had no idea about. He would tell you about the places he have been to, his family etc. And you realised behind the rude facade he was a nice sad and very sexy man. Two weeks in and you started to introduce him to indian culture, he watched bollywood movies with you, watched you drunkenly dance on bollywood songs, ate all the Indian food you made and relished in every new cuisine you'd introduce him to, give him biryani and he would purr and hum untill he finishes. Oh and he was totally obsessed with chai drink you have in the morning, you even taught him to make it. You told him all about the the state you belonged to and the cultural significance.

When you'd go out to buy groceries and stuff he would shapeshift into a girl so people in your society wouldn't judge you and also he would be caught instantly if he went by himself. When diwali came around, he helped you clean the house and decorate it while you explained him the importance of it. He appreciated how beautiful your rangoli looked, When you missed your family and cried on the video call, he consoled you, wiped your tears and made you feel better. You knew falling for him wasn't wise or sensible but you couldn't help yourself. He wasn't any better, he didn't want to fall for some mortal whose house he hijacked but he did. You gifted him a dark green kurta as a Diwali gift and he looked so handsome you fell even deeper, So on Diwali night when he saw you dressed traditionally in your lehenga and bangles, he couldn't help himself "you look like a royal princess today, you'd do well in asgard" he smiled "well luckily we can look like this whenever we want, thank you loki" He kissed you for the first time that day and it was the best kiss you have ever had. When he finally figured out what he had to do and it was time for him to go back to his realm you both had tears in your eyes and he promised to come back and see you again. But he didn't why would he? The house felt empty without him, there was no one waiting for you as you got back from work. Months passed and you convinced yourself to forget him.

One day You were flipping through the news channels when you saw how there was a new avenger introduced. Loki. So he was back on earth. You huff and sigh and cried yourself to sleep that night. You didn't want to feel that way but it hurt that he forgot you completely. Next morning You were making your morning chai when you heard your door bell ring and it must be the milkman, "bhaiya kitna der laga diya aaj (oh man why are you so late today?)" You speak as you open the door but it wasn't your milkman.

It was him. Loki.

"Didn't think I would forget my favorite mortal did you?" He smiles

And then you slammed the door on his face.

But somehow, you have no idea how? but he ended up in your bed later that day.

#loki #loki x reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x female reader #loki x Indian reader #happydiwali

[bxckybarness]

Inciting Chaos

 part of "in love, out of time: TVA drabbles"

summary: loki loves to be right, which results in a trip to pompeii and some chaos

word count: 915

When Loki thinks he’s right, well, that’s dangerous. He would go out of his way to prove it to anyone and he rarely admitted defeat. You would call it a god complex, but that would be too obvious, wouldn’t it?

Anyway, today Loki’s need to be right had resulted in a quick demonstration involving Mobius’ lunch (which you had found quite amusing, much to the dismay of Mobius), lots of persuasion (for Mobius, you were always onboard for a trip away from this awful office) and now, a quick trip to Pompeii. You had to admit, Loki was intelligent and he could very well be onto something with this apocalyptic theory. After all, who would know a variant of Loki better than Loki himself? Mobius, however and unlike you, was not as inclined to trust the newest addition to the team.

As you stepped through the time portal, you were immediately struck with the beauty of Pompeii. People walked through the streets, probably having just visited the local market. Some kids danced around each other, making up games to entertain themselves. It was truly beautiful. You know, minus the fact that it would be wiped completely from existence sometime in the next few minutes. Well that, and the two bickering men behind you.

“Come on – it’s going to work trust me!” Loki exclaims, loudly. He sure was antsy to see if this theory of his was valid.

Mobius shushes him and looks out to the bustling village street with panic in his eyes, “We can’t risk doing anything stupid.”

You let out a small laugh and walk back to where the duo stands, “Mobius, I dare say, this is already pretty stupid.”

“Bird calls, yeah,” Mobius says, giving you a glare. He was desperately trying to keep Loki from doing anything overly dramatic, and your apparent support of his theory was certainly not helping. “Let’s start with bird calls. Can you do bird calls?”

“Bird calls?” Loki asks incredulously at the same time you say, “That’s the best you could come up with?”

“You two are gonna be the death of me,” Mobius says with a sigh, glancing back out at the town protectively.

You can’t help but blush as Loki flashes you a smile and holds his hand out to you, “Come, love, I think it’s time we cause some chaos.”

You return the smile and take his hand. You hear Mobius grumbling and calling you back as Loki pulls you into the bustling streets in front of you. He looks back at you, a wicked gleam in his eye, before he drops your hand and hops onto a nearby cart. You can’t help but laugh when he opens the cart and lets the goats (or his horned friends, apparently) out into the crowd.

“Meum nomen eat Loki. Agentibus et nos sumus temporis. Annuntio vobis tenebris nuntio” he says fluently in Latin. 

You knew enough to assume he had told them you were with the TVA and that he brought dark news. It was quite unfortunate that you were only of Earth and didn’t exactly have the fluent linguistic abilities of a god or born and raised TVA agent, but you still wanted in on the fun.

“That volcano – it’s going to explode!” You say.

Loki looks down at you and laughs, grateful for your contribution, before translating your sentence. He continues to speak about the apocalypse coming as you run around the cart, slapping items out of people’s hands, kicking pots, and causing whatever chaos you can. When you stop, you search for Mobius in the crowd, who, when you spot him, indeed looks like he’s going to pass out from stress at any second. Even though your job was on the line, you had to admit that this was the most enjoyment you had on a TVA mission since you arrived with them a few weeks ago (or months, or years, you truly didn’t know).

Suddenly the ground begins to rumble and shake behind you, causing everyone to flee for their lives. Well, everyone except you, Loki, and one angry looking Mobius. Loki jumps from the cart and runs over to you, wrapping his arm around your waist. He gives you a small kiss on the forehead in appreciation before looking back to where Mobius stands.

“Well?” He says, that wicked glint back in his eyes. He knows he’s right.

Mobius grumbles and looks down at the TemPad in his hands. His eyes widen in surprise before glancing back up to where you and Loki stand.

“I don’t believe it. Zero variance energy.”

“Which means no branching in the timeline?” you ask, using your elbow to nudge Loki in support.

“No branching in the timeline,” Mobius repeats, his anger and annoyance melting away into an expression of happiness.

You let out an excited squeal as Loki poses, arms out wide, to show off that he was, indeed, right again.

“Well that was too fun,” you say with a laugh.

“It’s always fun to incite chaos, darling,” Loki responds quickly, that wicked gleam once again appearing.

You laugh and push him playfully, as you run back toward where Mobius stands. Loki is quick to follow behind you. Mobius reaches out for a high-five and laughs along with the two of you. Ash is raining down on the city of Pompeii, but the TVA would never know you were there. It was quite incredible. You were one step closer to finding the variant Loki, and you were doing it with your very favorite people. You truly couldn’t ask for anything more.

#loki imagine #loki oneshot #loki x reader #loki laufeyson imagine #loki laufeyson oneshot #loki laufeyson x reader #loki #loki laufeyson #marvel imagine #marvel oneshot #loki series #loki x you #loki x y/n

[worstloki]

One of my biggest fear for the next (and last) episode is that Sylvie will have the change of costume and not Loki.

I know it seems silly but hear me out. Both in TFADWS and WandaVision in the last episode there was the big new costume reveal of the protagonist. While I know that the show is pushing for having Sylvie as protagonist, having her changing the costume and not our Loki would just be the final confirmation and I don't think I can take it. Right now I can still lie to myself that Loki is the protagonist, but if there is no costume change for him? Nope, nada, niente. It's finished for me.

Furthermore the Sylvie new costume is already being hinted in this week episode when Sylvie lament how uncomfortable her clothes are and that she want to change them! So it's only a matter of time... really...

I hope I am being wrong.

NO IM LEGIT WORRIED ABOUT THIS TOO

I was thinking about how Sylvie’s being shown to be far more competent and Loki is essentially someone who she’s changing with the power of love..... and then how Loki even though he’s had magic hasn’t changed outfits..... and then about how Sylvie is the one who is supposed to not know how to do that kind of magic but the show established she should be able to... about how they’re about to meet who is behind the TVA to destroy them as has been Sylvie’s goal... I’m legitimately worried she’s going to end up getting a superhero transformation at the end instead of Loki.

#already her outfit is closer to comic canon with the gloves #the loki show #loki show spoilers #loki spoilers #we’re shown HER fighting in that cracked building in the trailer and not Loki #so yeah

[sserpente]

LOKI EPISODES 4 and 5, HOLY SHIT!

Let me tell you, this past week was insane! I did manage to watch Episode 4 last week but pretty much fell asleep straight after so I completely missed writing about Episode 4!

So let's talk about that one first before I lose my absolute shit at Episode 5!

As always, HEAVY SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT!

So then... it is finally revealed that Ravonna had something to do with Kang before. I can't say I'm too surprised. And of course she would just kill a bunch of people to get her way.

Quite interesting how she pretended Loki was the villain this whole time when it's actually her. And don't even get me started on Brad!

I have a feeling we're gonna have a big confrontation in the final episode... but I'm getting ahead of myself--I am way too hyped now after Episode 5.

Now, I have to say, Episode 4 didn't have an awful lot of Loki in it, haha! But hells, did Episode 5 make up for that... DAMN!

The cliffhanger was something else. Obviously, the suspense wasn't one of "oh no, they're doomed and everyone's dead now" but rather "oh shit, how are they going to fix THAT?!"

Good thing it wasn't Loki who went out there... so much for spaghettification. So with that... let's move on to Episode 5 so I can lose my absolute shit!

The very moment O.B. mentioned that Loki might be able to control time slipping I was like 👀. I had a feeling where this was going but... patience, patience, patience.

I swear my poor heartbroken God of Mischief... the fact the timelines were all just evaporating was honestly scary. I mean, imagine your reality is falling apart and there is NOTHING left. NOTHING. And there's nowhere for you to go.

I thought it was convenient that Loki would show up in his friends' timelines until I realised there was a reason for that. Speaking of which... B15 was a doctor, aw! And Mobius finally has his Jetskis! And two sons?! GODS! I hope that they'll be able to combine their TVA life and their timeline life. There's gotta be a way, right?

But to be fair... Casey didn't wanna go back to prison (did you hear him say "they're gonna gut us like fish" I was cackling), Mobius loves jetskis but doesn't seem to be 100% fulfilled with this job... O.B. is a writer who's trying to make it (I felt that) and I guess... you could say B15 has great purpose as a doctor but still! So... I'm still with Loki, they did have a purpose at the TVA and it should be their choice.

I totally love the conversation between Loki and Sylvie here and the fact that she admitted that she's selfish. Is Loki selfish too? Yes and no. Yes, he wants his friends back. But why? Because he CARES about them. And because he knows that most of them aren't actually as happy as they should be in their timelines. Also, naturally, if he doesn't fix this, then all of reality will evaporate so his argument is quite valid.

I swear when he said "where do I belong then"... I was SO DAMN CLOSE TO TEARS. I just wanted to HUG him so bad! Because it's true, isn't it? Loki has no timeline to go back to. He can't just show up in Asgard and pretend like nothing ever happened. But a life like the one Sylvie thinks she's happy with, working at McDonald's? That's not it for Loki, we all know that! I swear... by the end of Season 2 it will be official that he found his glorious purpose!

I mean... just the fact that he was willing to give it all up alone... to let Mobius and everyone else go back to their timelines... NO ONE DARE SAY HE IS A VILLAIN EVER AGAIN, OUR PRECIOUS BABY!

I know I said we don't need Loki to be a self-righteous hero and we don't but the character development in this episode, the reflection of what's been going on with him... SO DAMN GOOD! It's proof that Loki has a good heart, honestly! I mean... we knew that already, it's not the first time we saw it on display but still... awww!

So what's next? Loki, the lord of time... I mean, I'm sorry... did he just become the most powerful being in the MCU?! JUSTICE FOR LOKI AT LAST! I WAS SCREAMING LET ME TELL YOU!

I was hoping for something like that so bad and now here we are! With how things are working out right now, I have a feeling it won't be long until Loki is back in the main MCU timeline and the ultimate force in the final battle against Kang!

#loki #loki season 2 #loki spoilers #loki season 2 spoilers

[darling-i-read-it]

First Variant

Mobius x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: ravonna being a bitch, loki spoilers

Author’s Note: this is not the best but if any of you have requests for mobius i promise I’ll do better than this

Summary: Mobius keeps coming back to your time in history until you finally have a variant of yourself.

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

You tried to keep your head up but you could feel your eyes drooping. If you were going to fall asleep on the job it sure wasn’t going to be now. You had too many people in the store and you were the only person on the job. There was a teen girl looking through the adult horror section of the book store and a man on the other side of the stack, glancing over mystery. There were a few other people around the bookstore as well but as long as you could keep your eyes open for a few more hours, you would be just fine.

The door opened and someone else walked in.

A man with salt and pepper hair, wearing an oddly formal suit for a bookstore. Maybe he was coming in after work to pick up a book. You looked back down at the counter and waited for someone to come bring a book up.

You went back to flipping through your own book when someone put one down on the table. You looked up. The man who had just walked in had already put a book down. He really knew what he wanted.

You gave him your regular customer service smile as you looked down to grab the book but it quickly turned into a genuine one.

“I love this book. Good choice,” you said.

“I’ve already read it,” he said, scratching the back of his neck. “I liked it so much I decided I needed to own it.” You raised an eyebrow.

“That’ll be 15.68. I don’t blame you. I have three copies myself,” you said lightly. “What did you think about the plot twist? It always gets me.” The man was looking at you with adoration in his eyes. Like he had known you for years. You couldn’t help but flush a bit under his gaze.

“You should’ve seen my sticky notes,” he said.

“You do sticky notes too!?” You tried to remind yourself that it was more of a universal thing than you thought but it still shocked you. Same book, same annotation method. He gave you an easy charming smile.

“Small world,” he said. You smiled and nodded as he handed you the money. You rang him up and gave him the book. “I’m Mobius.”

“Y/N. It was nice to meet someone with such good taste Mobius.” He nodded once and took the book from you. Your fingers brushed and you met each other's eyes.

Mobius’s eyes lingered on you and then he had to turn around and leave the store again. Again and again. He took out his Tempad but first looked back at the window where you were helping the next customer.

Mobius had no idea why he kept coming back to this moment or why he kept coming back to you. He had never seen a variant of you before and this moment wasn’t one to branch a new timeline. But after a long day he found himself coming back to your kind smile.

With one open door he was back in his own space at the TVA. He put the book down on the pile of the dozens he already had bought from you. He walked past them and further into his room, taking off his jacket. He tossed it on his bed. He looked at himself in the mirror.

It had been a long week. Lots of variants. Lots of work. It was nice to see your face.

One day he would say more to you. One day he would find out why the hell you felt like home to him.

But today wasn’t that day.

====

Ravonna was having a swamped week. There were a lot of variants, an unusual amount. She was trying her best to get through it at a steady pace but the paperwork was just flying around and under her desk and practically on the walls. She was about to get back in the field herself if one more file showed up on her desk.

“We need more people to work,” Mobius said as she gave him yet another file. She gave him a look.

“Yeah well if you find anyone who would be a decent employee, feel free to lead them my way,” she muttered, her mind elsewhere.

Mobius was about to hand her this file back. He had too much to do. But out of curiosity, he flipped open the paper to see what the big deal was and was amazed at the picture staring back at him. You. That same slight smile, slightly unkempt hair. His heart stopped.

You were a variant. You were finally a variant.

“Who knows,” he said, probably too quickly. “Maybe this one could work with us.”

“If they aren’t a murderer then I may beg them,” Ravonna said.

====

You had been urged into the TVA headquarters and had been given a lecture by Miss Minutes. You were scared and unsure of what the hell was going on. You knew that other things existed, hell the Avengers should be dealing with this. If the Avengers were still a thing. You weren’t even sure which ones were alive.

You just wanted to get back to your bookshop and go to sleep.

Mobius stood behind you, his hand firm on your upper arm. You found the touch slightly comforting. He looked so familiar. You couldn’t bring yourself to place his face. But even the slightest of familiarness was good for you in a place so unknown.

“Listen I heard Miss Minutes and I get this whole thing, like, kind of but could you please tell me where we’re going?” He was leading you at a remarkable speed through the hallways that looked the same to you. He stopped, looked around and then turned to you.

“If the world ended tonight, time would not exist if you didn't,” he said. You furrowed your brows.

“What-” Your face settled. “Oh.” You smiled gently. That was a quote from your favorite novel. “Mobius. I sold you my favorite book a couple months ago. I remember because I never saw you again but I thought about you for a week.” You recoiled into yourself. “Too much information maybe.”

“No.” His face had lifted. Like you had just confirmed something for him, a long awaited theory he wanted to test. “That’s perfect.”

You had thought about him. This fantasy he had created wasn’t one sided. You had felt it too.

He grabbed your arm again and then kept marching. He opened the door to Ravonna’s office and she didn’t even look up when he did it.

“I have another case-”

“I found us some help.”

Ravonna looked up from her paperwork and tried to hide the panic she felt the second she saw you and Mobius stood together. You looked confused which was good. But Mobius looked like he had just had a revelation.

“That’s a variant. Take her in for processing.”

“I want her to be my help. If you’re giving me a bigger caseload I need a better partner. No offense to Ken but...we’ve outgrown each other.”

“Mobius what’s-” you started but Ravonna cut you off.

“You can’t have her as a partner. Go find someone else.”

“Ouch. Ravonna, you know we could talk through this-”

“No. That’s final.” How could she be so stupid? How could she do this to herself? The problems she created when busy. How could she send Mobius, who doesn’t remember he had a life outside of the TVA, to get a variant of his wife?

She could’ve checked the picture before she handed it over but she’s just been so swamped.

Mobius turned to you. He took off your handcuffs.

“Wait outside. Don’t wander.” You nodded once, looking over at Ravonna and then back at him. You turned on your heels and decided it was probably best to wait outside. Ravonna was still shaking her head when the door clicked shut.

“She’s unstable. It says so in her paperwork. She isn’t working for us.”

“We’ve picked up people in less critical times with worse files. I just have a feeling about this one Ravonna-”

“I can’t allow it.”

“Why?”

Ravonna hadn’t had time to come up with a good excuse and Mobius could tell she was lacking.

She had to trust, in that moment, that the Time Keepers wouldn’t notice this. She had to.

“I don’t have time to train anyone right now.”

“I can train her. She’s smart, booksmart. She can do it.”

How could she let this happen? She closed her eyes tightly and looked down at the stacks upon stacks of paperwork.

“Fine. Fine. Go, get her ready.”

He turned around quickly and grabbed your arm when he stepped outside. He dragged you along down the hall.

“How did it go? Whatever it was?” you asked quietly as you walked.

“You’re gonna be trained by me.” You raised an eyebrow.

“Are you qualified?” He gave you a look like he was slightly impressed.

“You know the basics of the TVA. You will become my partner in going and getting variants like yourself.” He stopped in front of a door. “Don’t freak out.”

“Mobius, you're scaring me. This is a scary situation.”

He opened the door and you walked in to see a stack of your favorite books beside the wall. Your eyes went wide and you let out a slight gasp.

“You said you bought your first one,” you breathed.

“That’s what I told you,” he said slightly sheepishly. “Every variant of you.” You turned around.

“I’m the only one to make it this far?”

“Yes you are.” You turned back and looked at them. You took a book off the stack and opened it up. You turned to him.

“I left my number in every one of these,” you told him. “You never called.”

“Well technically we went on quite a few dates. Just a lot of first ones.”

====

You put your hair up and then put it back down. You still weren’t used to this whole TVA thing and it had been a couple of months. You put the jacket on and took a deep breath before realizing this was not your jacket. It was a bit big. You scoffed and left it on as you walked into the offices.

Mobius was sitting at his desk. He looked up and saw you. You did a small twirl in his jacket and sat down on his desk.

“Do you like my new look?” you asked him.

“I would if I wasn’t so cold,” he said back. You rolled your eyes and slid the jacket off, handing it to him. He handed you your jacket which was hanging on the back of his chair and you put it on.

“What’s on the doc today handsome?”

“Ravonna has not given us any paperwork today,” he said.

You and Mobius had yet to make out though you were cutting it really close. You were pretty sure you grew closer and closer in proximity every day. Even now, your foot was wrapped around his ankle.

“That is very unlike her,” you mused. “Do you think we’re in trouble?”

“We?” he scoffed. “If one of us were to get in trouble it would be you and your tendency to touch things you aren’t supposed to. You probably set off a chain reaction with that churro you ate at the last job.” You scoffed, pretending to be offended.

“You had a bite. It was an us thing, not a me thing.” You picked up one of his maganizens about jet skis. “You know, we could go and hop on-”

“You’re an awful influence. Ravonna was right.”

“She never said that.” You slid off his desk.

“Y/N?” Ravonna called from the head of the room.

“See,” Mobius muttered. You rolled your eyes and walked up to her.

“Yes?”

“I need to speak to you for a moment,” she muttered. You nodded once and followed behind her. She was still scary to you. She had jumped at the chance to get you pruned when you first met so you had become noticeably distant. Usually Mobius handled everything for you.

She closed the door to her office.

“You’re no longer going to be Mobius’s partner.” Your face fell.

“Excuse me?”

“You don’t work well together.” Despite your fear you scoffed.

“I know you’re kidding. Mobius and I work together better than everyone in this office,” you told her. “You can’t do this. He won’t let you.”

“He doesn’t have my authority.”

“But he’s got more wit. He can figure it out,” you said, a small smile on your face. Ravonna shook her head. Mobius had to be one of the only happily married people on the planet before all this didn’t he?

“There is no office fraternization.”

“The TVA is my whole life, how could there not be - Mobius and I aren’t even fraternizing!”

“Please.”

“Please,” you mocked. “Ravonna, I respect you, you scare me.” You opened the door out of the office. “But no.”

You walked out and shut the door behind you. You walked back to the offices where Mobius was sitting with everyone else. You had an extra pep in your step and a determination in your look. Mobius raised an eyebrow.

“What was that abo-” he started but you cut him off by leaning over him and kissing him with every ounce of passion you had in you. It had been a while since you kissed someone but he never would have noticed. He was too busy being head over heels in love to care.

You pulled away much too quickly.

“That, is fraternizing,” you spat.

“That is,” Mobius said, looking around at the onlookers. He chuckled to himself. “Care to let me know why-”

“Ravonna.”

“Somehow I cannot connect the dots between Ravonna and that wonderful kiss but I am not going to press for details if it means we can do it again.”

You and Mobius had both expected a big announcement of love to come of your first kiss. You were almost pleased it had been so brief so now you could get back to work.

“Well now we have to. To spite Ravonna.”

“Oh yes that’s the reason.” Mobius looked down at his paperwork and then backed up at you. “Do you…”

“I love you Mo,” you said very quietly. “I think I have since the second you stepped into my damn bookstore.” He leaned back in his chair and tossed his pen down.

“Now that’s all you had to say.” You gave him a look. He smiled gently.

“You’re my second favorite thing.”

“Jet skis huh?”

“Yeah.” You nodded once.

“Ravonna is gonna split us up. That’s what she told me.” His face fell slightly and then picked right back up.

“She’s gonna have to prune me before I stop kissing you.” You flushed and had to look down at your desk.

“Sounds like a plan Mo.”

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#mobius x reader #mobius m mobius x reader #marvel imagines

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Loki Collection Update 9/8

I know I said like a week ago that I was gonna talk about Loki's tarot card in Defenders Beyond. This week has been hell at work, and I'm getting close to quitting without another job lined up, which is currently the plan, but you don't come here for my job updates. Anyway, timing and mental space has not been conducive for the post I want to make about the tarot card, so I'm doing this instead.

Alligator Loki, from Shop Disney: Not the size I was expecting to get, but for the price I paid it makes more sense that I got this one. It also took forever to get here, but I'm glad it's here now.

Loki coin bank, from my comic book store (but you can probably find it on Amazon): This thing is HUGE. Right now it's on the top shelf, but it almost completely obscures the vintage comic and almost takes up too much space for Loki and Mobius to stay on the top. I may need to rearrange soon. (I also love it for the idea that certain versions of Loki, namely MCU, would hate the design of it.)

The Immortal Thor, variant cover, from my comic book store: On the one hand, seeing this variant cover triggered my fight or flight response (I love Tara Strong but I hate Miss Minutes and do not trust her). I'm not sure how much I like her presence's implications on the future of this series. On the other hand, this is creating a crossover between Ewing's Loki and the MCU's Loki, which is exciting (even if just as a variant cover). If Miss Minutes can show up in the comics (specifically Ewing's comics; the TVA already has tie-in comics), the Coat can and should show up in the tv show, at the very least.

Scarlet Witch issue 8, from my comic book store: This is what I went to the comic book store twenty minutes before closing today to pick up. I've been talking about it on here for weeks. I'm so excited to read it!

The good news (if you want the tarot post, not so much for me) is that my plans for tomorrow have been cancelled, so I don't have any excuse not to analyze the tarot card like a true Loki nerd. So I'll probably (hopefully) do that.

And I had coupons from Box Lunch and Alligator Loki comes out next Wednesday, so if I don't quit my job I'll probably have more Loki shit to talk about next week. (I'm joking; I already ordered the Box Lunch stuff so not having a paycheck won't affect that.)

#loki #loki comics #loki collection #loki merch #alligator loki #sorry in advance if the tarot post doesn't happen #i'm hoping if i say i'll do it in a post it'll make me do it #but if i learned anything from writing forum stories in the mid aughts #my motivation is not built that way lol

[wnnbdarklord]

EDIT: so I started writing this like a week ago, but honestly the finale killed any desire in me to interact with this show in a fannish way. So have these half assed notes. I think it's obvious where I lost steam. These ideas are free for use for anyone who wants them in fic, have at you. As it is, I don't think I'll interact with this show as a fan any further than this.

How I would write a Loki show in bullet points (and a mishmash of short scenes and dialogue, let's be honest) for my sanity!

Presuming some disney exec came down from on high and forced the inclusion of EG!Loki and the TVA (because otherwise it'd be IW!Loki that survived and it'd be all about him finding his best life away from Earth, Asgard, Thor and the whole Thanos/EG situation. Or if I only had to include the TVA, it'd be IW!Loki dealing with the TVA, not EG!Loki):

Fair warning: this will likely be a mess since I'm not entirely motivated to not have it be so. 

[cut for length]

Ep1:

- Loki escapes to Nidavelir and uses the tools there to get rid of the chains and muzzle. A CONTROLLED use of the Tesseract, thankyouverymuch

- the TVA comes for him and Loki is wary and on the alert, exhausted from the whole Avengers thing so he immediately makes a clone to interact with the TVA and observes from afar

- the TVA fall for it when they try to bitchslap him like in the show, but immediately regroup when it goes through the illusion and start a search pattern. Their tech can scan for his temporal aura and they close in on Loki quickly (show the TVA as at least somewhat competent or they're shit antagonists for Loki)

- Loki, who still has hold of the Tesseract, portals out of there

- what follows is a quick chase scene across multiple planets and realms, but the TVA are always on his heels. The longest time they take to find him is during an ongoing apocalypse on a random planet that's enough for Loki to get a quick breather. but you know, disaster's on the horizon, so he has to leave eventually. but this is the first clue both we as an audience and Loki get about potential hiding places.

- when an exhausted Loki finally turns to fight, he manages to take several minutemen out  (justifying B-15's hate on for him) before one of them gets in a lucky shot and freezes him

- "Who are you people?" [short flash of Loki's eyes flashing green and the entire scene getting a strange cast, floating energy swirling around everything. It's beautiful, but the TVA people's energy is out of sync, out of touch and strangely jagged compared to their surroundings]

- they slap the collar on him and march him into the TVA

- Loki immediately tries to pull the same illusion trick but it doesn't work cause no magic in the TVA (maybe some visual indication of what he's trying to do, but it doesn't go past his skin. You know, like Sylvie managed in ep 3 -.-)

- he doesn't wildly panic, but we see his breathing speed up and he immediately looks at his left hand and relaxes when he sees it isn't turning blue. 

- okay so the TVA have caught him, he's on their shit list, no magic, exhausted, no idea what's going on, who these people are or how powerful they are - he chooses to play nice for now and bide his time

- the whole intake process is spent in quiet observation mode, only speaking when spoken to

- discomfort at being out of his clothes, but maybe only a wry joke about them wanting to strip him naked (making him a participant in all the thirst jokes)

- he doesn't ask if a lot of people don't know they're robots like a child wanting validation and he's not visibly afraid. Instead, we see him look at his hand again and try for wry humor when asking. But he steps into the device without much hesitation. It's death vs certainty and we already know he's chosen death once before.

- the propaganda cartoon is much shorter and plays in the background so we can see Loki's incredulous eyebrow raise at it. the ticket thing gets an eyeroll, but ready compliance since it's not worth it to argue

- when he sees the other guy get "pruned", he immediately reaches for the ticket to reassure himself it's there, but doesn't wave it around triumphantly, just sighs in relief

- trial can stay mostly unchanged, just no stupid magic attempt in the middle

"It's not your story, Mr. Laufeyson, it never was" (AND THIS SHALL BE PROVEN FALSE, you know, unlike in the show where it turned out to be their fucking mission statement) also, Loki gives her murder eyes for calling him that

- in fact, instead of trying magic, Loki holds up the controller he stole from  B-15 as she was escorting him to the trial and waves as he disappears through a door backwards

After that scene is the church scene with bodies, establishing Mobius as a hunter of dangerous variants. Someone is killing TVA officers

Mobius gets called back as in canon, but arrives too late to stop our Loki from leaving

Sidenote: Loki still has the tesseract since it was in his pocket dimension during the fight the TVA nabbed him in

Ep 2:

- it's now a few days/weeks later. Loki is back in his own clothes, a simpler outfit not geared for war. He's in the biggest library in the universe, the depository of almost all knowledge, looking for information about the TVA. there is Nothing, suspiciously so

- once again, the TVA shows up and he has to run yet again. maybe he kills this team too, to buy himself more time. he steals a melt stick and more time pads and reset charges

- he needs more information and the only place he'll get it is at the TVA it seems, so he shapeshifts into his female form, dressed as one of the many paperpushers at the TVA and we see her being relieved that the spelled clothing is holding once she passes through the time door

(another aside, but ideally the female form is more like Eva Green or Katie McGrath. AND NOT BLONDE)

- acting like she belongs, Loki effortlessly manages to snoop around the TVA for a few hours

- there's only one close call with C-20, but Loki manages to deflect suspicion by parroting the motto at her, which Loki reads from a nearby propaganda poster (cause Loki is good at lying, manipulation and flying by the seat of their pants)

- eventually, she ends up at the archive area and begins researching. We see that Loki is competent at this and is quick to pick up the filing system. the variant number from the papers she signed the episode before becomes relevant to finding the appropriate files

- before she can dig too deep into her own life story as laid out by these people, just as she finds the Ragnarok Report, Mobius finds her (maybe there was a silent alarm triggered by unauthorized access or something. Slightly more competent TVA)

- there is a scene where Mobius and Loki play a game of chicken and manipulation, wordplay and lying until it becomes clear Mobius knows who Loki is (actually establishing some camaraderie)

- Loki gets a little hoisted by their own petard since they're enjoying the banter so much, the backup Mobius called for catches them a little off guard, collared again

- since info gathering is still the name of the game, Loki doesn't try to get away just yet

(during this entire scene, Mobius is the same offhandedly condescending prick he is in canon, but it's very obviously framed that way)

(also featuring confirmation of the genderfluidity thing because fuck you disney)

M: "Nice disguise. Really had me fooled for a second there."

L: "It's hardly a disguise. I am always myself."

[Loki shifts back to male, though the clothes remain the same (shifting =/= magic)]

M: "Yeah, well, next time you want to go undercover at the TVA, maybe don't choose a face we already have from several other of your variants."

[Loki twitches a little, since that wasn't a form he openly wore a lot (even when he wanted to) cause Asgard is a dick about shifting genders] 

L: "And how does that work exactly?"

M: "Got your entire life on file, buddy. But you know, sometimes Asgard isn't a complete stick in the mud the day you gather enough courage to show up to dinner in a dress. We usually have to prune those timelines quickly."

[Loki's grin is more like a snarl, frozen on his face, since he picks up the implications loud and clear (the implication being that him being too happy is not allowed in the Sacred Timeline)]

M: [picks up the files Loki was looking at] "Come on, I've got something to show you."

-cue time theater scene

-that little scene of looking out at the TVA does not feature Loki being impressed or awed at the TVA's tech. It features him being scared/uneasy because the TVA is completely dead to his senses. Loki's eyes do the same flash as before, but everything is completely dull, no energy anywhere. He can barely see some swirls on his own arms]

-Loki asks why this charade, Mobius tells him the TVA is willing to come to an agreement with Loki for his help

"You're not the only one running around messing up the Sacred Timeline. Come on, job interview time."

(it's really really not)

- Mobius tries the same schtick as before, but it's both less and more effective. Less cause Loki has had a bit more time to collect himself since the invasion, more cause he's more aware of the TVA's power and has been chased by them for a while now

- we see Loki being affected by the Frigga thing BUT he also picks up how edited the reel is

- still, he lets Mobius do the "only thing you're good for" bit until we see him look up with murder in his eyes, even through the tears

- "I am going to burn this place to the ground and I am going to start with you. That is my bargain."

"Yeah, cause your "bargains" [Mobius full on air quotes here] work out so well for you," he says, offering Loki a hand up

-cue alarm and Mobius rushing out

-Loki grabs the files Mobius left behind, and also the tape in the hologram projector and escapes

- no infinity stones scene, cause Loki still has the Tesseract and doesn't go to look for more

- cut to the TVA running around in a panic, multiple branches forming on the displays. It's the same bombing plot as in the show, but now serving as a distraction for Loki to get away

- when they figure this out, Ravonna: "You should have just pruned him when you found him. There's a reason we don't reset Loki variants. Our luck always runs out eventually with them. Fix this, Mobius. Or you'll have to answer to the TimeKeepers."

- back to Loki, he steps out into chaos as something explodes behind him. He's in another apocalypse. During his running from the TVA, he noticed it takes them longer to find him whenever there's a lot of chaos around him, death and destruction. He finds a still intact building, seems high tech. Everyone else has already evacuated

- he takes the Tesseract out and blue and green energy surges around him and engulfs the building. It's suddenly quiet and we see outside the windows are pitch black 

- Loki quickly looks away

"Finally, some peace and quiet."

He slumps down to the floor, files scattered around him, tesseract nearby and curls up, dejected and exhausted 

Side note: Loki doesn't need to worry about recharging tempads since he has the tesseract, which was established in Avengers as able to provide infinite energy

Ep 3:

- he finds out about the variants in this episode, maybe goes looking for other variants before the TVA finds them

-how Loki finds out the TVA are all variants: he'd knocked out B-15 for a bit to interrogate her

-they're found by another team of minutemen, led by B-16, who is wearing B-15's face. Several of the other minutemen we've seen Loki kill in earlier episodes as well. They attack *both* of them cause they assume B-15 is compromised. Loki and B-15 work together and kill the whole lot, staring at each other incredulously

"You're Variants! You're all Variants!"

[B-15 collapses to her knees in shock] 

End episode

EDIT: My basic idea for episodes 4 & 5 were Loki and B-15 working together and travelling through various timelines trying to get to the TimeKeepers, but realizing something was wrong the further they went. Time begins breaking down, paradoxes are all over the place and the TVA keeps pruning some specific place so much that sometimes two teams are on top of each other. Stuff like that. 

I also had a few scenes where Loki meets other variants (that aren't him), but who actually like and even love him. Men, women, variations thereupon, and one or two who would mistake Loki for their Loki. So we get bi confirmation without actually including romance in the show itself, because 6 episodes isn't enough to develop that along with everything else that's going on.

Vaguely outlined here: 

My "how to include the bi thing without the main story being a romance and also indicating that Loki is able to be liked and loved by people who aren't just variants of himself, please and thank you":

(note to self, rewrite this so it makes sense lol EDIT: lol, don't feel like it so this is all you get, folks!) 

a variant significant other, male: kisses Loki

Loki: You are clearly my type, but I'm sorry. I'm not him.

[heartbroken expression on the variant]

from another timeline Loki visits:

woman holding a sword to his head after looking at him suspiciously: Change back!

Loki: Into who?!

woman: Her!

[Loki shapeshifts into his female self]

woman lets go of the sword

"You escaped! When Odin took you away, I thought he would kill you. Why did you never come back to me, my love?"

EDIT: My "twist" ending was that the Time Keepers were dead, not that they never existed. Some sort of mcguffin exists to just break the whole TVA and free the timelines. Idk, maybe the TVA was just a test to see if it'd work, but the system just kept perpetuating itself after the power hungry losers kept it going beyond the bounds of the experiment. Either way: 

villain plot twist: the time keepers are long dead. the TVA is a terrible system that perpetuated itself on its own, only a few judges were aware that the timekeepers had ever died. The entire System Has To Go (lol like disney would ever go there)

The system is literally Killing the Universe, since the universe's natural state of being is a multiverse. But the system don't care, system don't give a shit. System only exists to perpetuate itself, system's survival is the most important, catastrophic universal failure need not apply

(this is way too on the nose for disney, but since this rewrite's motto is Fuck Disney, it shall stay)

EDIT: this was how I imagined the climax of the series.

Mobius or Ravonna (i never decided): "All the chaos, all the possibilities? How can you stand the uncertainty? How can you believe the world will be any better than it is now?"

Loki: "Because it has to be!" [smashy smashy TVA]

series ends with the timeline breaking free

we see various scenes of the variants in their former lives, happy

and AU scenes of the previous movies:

Loki gets pulled up on the bridge

Loki accepts Thor's offer during the Avengers

Loki gets up on Svartalfheim, bleeding heavily, but doesn't go to Asgard but to Thor

Loki tricks Thanos during IW

Loki as an Avenger

Loki as a kid

Loki as a girl

Loki on jotunheim, fully jotun

Loki on Asgard, jotun

faster and faster, all sorts of different AU scenes until the screen goes dark and we see our Loki, smirking

"But...well, those are stories for another time."

and he steps back into the shadows.

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Tap Like Nobody's Watching

Request by @caitlinsnow-yayyy : so, really novel idea here: I have a headcanon that, if Sylvie got to experience Midgard, she'd take an interest in old school movies... and also tap dancing. Maybe something involving Sylvie and tap dancing, if you don't mind me asking? Ty! <3 (btw not a dancer, just lover of Golden Age Hollywood lol)

It's been, what, two weeks since Sylvie came into our lives (not even) and I'm already in love with her. So yes, life update: I write for Sylvie now. And, lemme just say, this prompt is ridiculously adorable. Thanks for the request! 💚

Also, thank you guys so much for 300 followers! It really means a tremendous amount to me!

Warnings: Egregious amounts of fluff.

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The temporary home wasn't exactly the prettiest thing in the world. Far from it, actually. But with you and Sylvie constantly needing to be on the move, it worked out well. You never stayed in it for very long, maybe a day or so each time you went back. It was just a place to store your provisions and served as a nice place to rest. That's all it really needed to be.

Being rogue Variants on the run was a hard life to live. Nobody could refute that. The TVA was always hot on your tail whenever you decided to pop up on the Sacred Timeline. The mere idea made you wrinkle your nose in disgust. One single timeline. One set path. No room for error.

You were just a regular person who chose to skip work one day because you had a sore throat. Next thing you knew, people in full body armor had landed in your kitchen through golden portals, startling you into dropping your freshly made bowl of soup. A family recipe that worked magic for sickness, really.

You were processed and about to be sent to trial for crimes you didn't even know you committed. Then the alarms blared, a portal opened, the Minute-Men that kept you restrained were pruned, and there stood a woman before you offering her hand and asking you to come with. To avoid whatever horrible fate was waiting for you.

The woman, Sylvie, then filled you in on what the whole situation with the TVA was. They were most likely going to brainwash you and make you one of their analysts, or prune you if you proved to be problematic. She then filled you in on her own plan to bomb their Sacred Timeline and give free will back to the universe.

So, you helped her. The next time Sylvie raided the Alabama Roxxcart for supplies (the TVA can't detect you during an apocalyptic event, you see), she brought some fresh clothes and all the food you could possibly need. It was kind of adorably domestic, especially after your relationship grew.

"I'm going to the store. Do you need anything, darling?"

"I need more socks. Oh, and can you get some more (favorite snack) while you're there? I ran out last night."

"Sure thing."

The mattress springboard had a depression in the middle of it. The small, boxy TV had colored lines that would flash on and off at random times while the TV was on. One of the windows in the shack had a massive crack in it that let in a draft. The wood planks that made up the floor occasionally came up and splintered. Yet, despite all that, you had never been happier. It was way better than working a boring job, falling for a boring person, and living a boring, unfulfilled life. You had Sylvie and you had fun.

During one of Sylvie's outings in particular, she showed up with a few shopping bags of supplies like snacks and water. Though, she also had a bag that looked a bit different than the others.

"What's that?" You queried, Sylvie dumping out the other bags on the bed.

"I went to a Blockbuster video store while I was out. VHS tapes are hard to come by in 2050." Sylvie held up one of the thin boxes, showcasing a picture with a woman wearing a flamboyant dress titled Hello, Dolly! "Old classics, you know?"

"Ah, so you're into classics?"

"Classics with a good dance routine mixed in." Sylvie handed you the VHS box and tapped her feet on the dirty floor as a sort of demonstration.

"And you tap dance?"

"I have several talents, darling."

You looked at the tape and then back up at Sylvie with a raised eyebrow and a thin smile.

"Can you show me a little tap dance?" You asked. Sylvie flushed a little pink.

"I haven't danced a full routine in a very long time, let alone in front of another person." She said.

"Aww, c'mon, Syl. I won't laugh at you, I promise."

Sylvie waited a moment before letting out a long exhale. She reached underneath the bed and pulled out an old CD player with a few CDs. She shuffled through the stack before finding one she liked. Sylvie popped the disc into the player and hit the play button. A jazzy tune emitted from the player, a little warbled with the age of the device, but you could still hear it fine. It sounded like something from the 1920s, a decade Sylvie said she was fascinated with.

She started tapping her feet against the ground in sync with the music, touching her toes and heels to the floor. She wasn't wearing tap shoes, so the sound was muffled. Though, you didn't really care because Sylvie seemed to be having fun with it. She wore a genuine smile as she moved her feet and arms along with the beat. She shot you a mischievous grin before pulling you off of the chair you were sitting on.

"But I can't tap!" You protested.

"You don't need to know how. Just have fun!" Sylvie replied, guiding you through a 20s swing dance for two people. Nervously, you tried to replicate her steps, a little off balance admittedly. You stepped on her toes a few times, but Sylvie didn't really seem to care. "You're getting it!"

The sight was probably an awkward one, the two of you trying to dance together in a small shack. Yet, you slowly found yourself having more fun. Sure, you weren't perfect, but that didn't matter. The song drew to a close, Sylvie kissing the tip of your nose as you squished together. Breathing heavily, you began to laugh.

"I haven't had that much fun in... gosh, I don't know how long." You said.

"Being on the run from all seeing Time Police doesn't leave much room for fun. But I'm glad we could find the time." Sylvie replied, joining in on your laughter. She brushed a sweaty lock of your hair out of your face with a smile. "Now, c'mon. There's a Renaissance Faire I wanna check out."

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Hope you enjoyed this, Caitlinsnow!

As always, requests are open, so send them in!

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