Choosing You For All Time
Pairing: Mobius x Loki (MCU)
Summary: Mobius and Loki get married.
Warnings: This is just fluffy.
Word Count: 1546
a/n: I’m back on my 2012 obsessed with Loki and Tom Hiddleston bullshit and simply think Loki and Mobius should kiss! This was written for Writer Wednesday run by @autumnleaves1991-blog as well as @flightlessangelwings for Jey’s 2k21 Pride Celebration
Thor and Jane leaned back against the couch in the bridal suite while Loki was in the other room while he finished getting ready. He fussed with his clothes and tie, everything in the perfect place.
“Brother!” Thor yelled, “Tis too late to switch to the dress.”
Loki sulked out wearing a classic black tuxedo with a green tie and pocket square. He adjusted his cuff links meticulously.
“I still think that little spaghetti strap, deep plunge number would be more appropriate,” Loki scoffed.
“Then wear it, Mobius said you looked beautiful in it,” Jane said, bored with everything and still not completely on Team Loki just yet.
“That’s exactly why I can’t wear it,” Loki said, rolling his eyes like it should be obvious, “If he’s seen the dress then it’s bad luck.”
“Midgard superstitions have never stopped you before,” Thor said with a shrug.
“I just want today to be perfect, sue me,” Loki said, his tone sharp with frustration.
Just then Mobius’ best man Sam Wilson stuck his head in the door.
“It’s showtime, you guys ready?” he asked.
Loki’s face went white and Jane laughed. Thor whispered in Jane’s ear as Sam watched Loki frozen in place and Jane rolled her eyes. Thor went to Loki while Jane went to Sam.
“Give them a minute,” Jane said and led Sam away, “How did you end up as Mobius’ best man?”
Sam laughed, “If anyone understands what it’s like to marry a man you once were tasked to hunt down and capture, it’s me.”
Jane nods and the two leave Thor and Loki behind.
“What if this is a huge mistake?” Loki asked, his voice barely a whisper.
“It’s only a mistake if you turn into a snake and stab me again,” Thor explained, trying to coax a laugh from his brother. When that doesn’t work, Thor gets serious.
“Brother, I think the world of you. I’ve never said that to this version of you, and I should have,” Thor said, and when he notices Loki attempting to interrupt, he barrels through, “And I wouldn’t let anyone marry you who didn’t deserve you.”
Loki smiles softly and clears his throat, “Thank you.”
Thor slaps Loki on the back and nearly sends him flying across the room, “Let’s get you married.”
Loki smiles and Thor pauses in place.
“You’re not going to do something, um, tricky, are you?” Thor asked a little nervously.
Loki doesn’t make eye contact, “Let’s get me married,” and he struts out of the room not waiting for Thor.
Loki waits at the back of the aisle for his cue. Mobius is up at the front and the whole thing is so, Midgardian, so, trite.
And yet, Loki feels the tears in his eyes start to well up. Mobius was the only person he thought he would never get tired of and with whom he could spend their whole lives, however long that ended up being. He wanted every one of those moments with Mobius.
The music started and Thor joined him by his side to walk him down the glitter covered aisle.
Loki looped his arm through Thor’s just as Mobius turned around to watch Loki walk towards him.
Loki’s breath hitched and the glitter his feet kicked up swirled in the air just as he had intended, but suddenly all the decor and details melted away and all he saw were Mobius’ eyes watching him, seeing him, the real him, tricks and all.
Mobius’ tie was crooked and his eyes wet as he smiled down at Loki from upfront with Sam by his side. Bucky was one of the very select few guests - surprisingly very few Avengers felt the attendance appropriate - but Bucky’s eyes were firmly on Sam, so full of love it normally would have turned Loki’s stomach, but today, it was welcome. Loki was happy Mobius had found someone to connect with outside of the TVA.
Loki chuckled to himself thinking how strange that thought was after spending so much of his life thinking only of himself. Mobius shifted his perception so subtly it hadn’t been obvious right away and it shocked him when he first realized it.
Finally he and Thor made it to the altar where Loki dropped his arm from Thor’s and his hands reached immediately for Mobius’ crooked tie.
“I knew you’d be helpless without me,” Loki joked, his voice thick with emotion.
“Thankfully we’re getting married then,” Mobius cracked back, “Otherwise my tie would never be straight.”
“Just because we aren’t straight doesn’t mean your tie shouldn’t be,” Loki said, a playful grin on his face.
“How long have you been holding onto that one?” Mobius asked, taking Loki’s hand after he finished with the tie.
Loki smiled, “Longer than I’d care to admit.”
They kept their hands intertwined as the officiant ran through the ceremony. Frankly Loki didn’t listen much and wasn’t entirely sure the point of listening to this little man or what value his opinion brought to the whole process. And Loki also wasn’t entirely sure if the ceremony of the eventual paperwork would be legal or relevant in all the realms or in the vacuum of time and space.
But then it was time for the vows and the real reason Loki thought the entire thing worthwhile - well besides the excuse to make the entire day all about him and have a massive celebration in his honour.
Mobius went first, his vows simple, “I promise to love you for always, and I’ll always be by your side. Even when you piss me off, you are my favourite person in all of time and space.”
Loki suddenly wished he had gone first as he was painfully aware of the lump in his throat when he heard the truth and undeniable love of Mobius’ words.
Loki cleared his throat, “Your compassion is endless and patience more than I deserve. I love you, I need you, and I’m ready to spend the rest of our lives as partners. There may be a multiverse, there may not, but regardless there is only one of you, and I want you for myself.”
Then they exchanged rings, a simple band with an inner inscription for Morbius and a rather sparkly piece accented with gold and green stones for Loki. Finally they were pronounced spouses and Loki got to kiss Mobius, the one thing he’d been desperate to do all day long.
Loki had been hungry for the taste of Mobius all day, they hadn’t gone this long without a touch or a kiss since they finally admitted their feelings for each other. Loki’s hands were all over Mobius while Mobius held onto Loki to stabilize them both, and if that didn’t in so many ways describe why their relationship works so well, nothing would make it clear. They just balanced each other out in the best ways, ways in which Loki never expected to be loved or challenged.
Suddenly the room returned around them as they finally broke apart to look into each other’s eyes for a moment as the small crowd clapped and hollered. Sam slapped Mobius on the back as Thor gave a loud cry of celebration and practically lifted Loki from his feet.
Loki led Mobius back down the aisle, kicking up the remaining glitter on the path as they ran towards their reception. Thor had proposed an Asgardian feast featuring signature dishes from Jotunheim, but Loki and Mobius had opted for a more Migardian traditional style reception.
Mobius tried to lead Loki to the parking lot towards the cars, but Loki pulled him towards the beach instead.
“We aren’t swimming to the reception?” Mobius said, confused.
Loki gave him a mischievous smile.
“What did you do?” Mobius asked, suspicious.
Loki gestured lazily with his hand and suddenly both his and Morbius tuxedos were transformed into wetsuits.
“We are swimming to the reception?” Mobius asked, now fairly used to Loki changing his clothes without warning - for some reason Loki had a particularly strong opinion about his clothing choices.
“Not quite,” Loki said and gestured to the dock not far from where they stood. Attached to the dock were two jet skis.
Mobius was positively giddy, “You’re not serious? Wow.”
Then Mobius leaped at Loki, who thanks to his god-level strength, kept them upright and balanced as they kissed deeply and enthusiastically.
Normally Loki would rush towards any party in his honour, but tonight, he was happy just to stay in the moment with his husband and hold him in his arms and kiss him properly. He had been planning this surprise for ages and was not disappointed in Mobius’ reaction.
Though Mobius was more impatient and eager to jump on his existence long dream of riding a jet ski so he broke away before Loki was ready and dragged his now husband down the dock.
“Do you know how to drive these things?” Mobius asked seriously.
Loki stopped in his tracks, “You’ve been reading nothing but jet ski magazines for ages now, and you don’t know how to drive them?”
Mobius shrugged, “Yeah, I guess.”
Loki laughed and kissed Mobius again, their laughter pressed into eachothers mouths pure joy between them as they began their journey as a married couple.
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i’m absolutely in love with ur Loki and princess au 🥺💕 imagine the princess and her daughter getting ready for a gala, Loki is watching from the door in awe and his heart is so full of love
loki’s ladies — loki
au : princess and the prince
Okay, last one for this Wednesday! I’ll continue with MW requests next week! Much love!
Loki Odinson was by far the most distracting person to get ready with. For one, he was already dressed, but it was his beautiful wife and daughter that he tended to distract.
Asta was by far the most distracted, wanting to be held by Loki the entire time. You had Loki leave the room while you did her hair and got her completely ready. It was only when you were starting to dress that Loki reappeared in the door way.
You were glowing with love, watching Asta twirl around in her golden dress with green accents. The dress the adorned your body was dark emerald green, matching the golden tiara you were set to wear this evening. It was reminiscent of the horns Loki often wore, which he’d be wearing for the night’s occasion.
Loki can’t help how his heart swells at the sight of you and his darling daughter giggling together while you put on different jewels and accessories.
You carefully picked up the golden tiara, and that’s when Loki stepped forward.
“Allow me, my love,”He insisted, taking the delicate treasure and placing it gently on the soft locks of your hair. You look into the mirror, smiling sheepishly with your husband standing tall behind you.”Absolutely breathtaking, just as you were all those years ago, my love.”
You turned to him with a blush creeping on your cheeks,”And you are just as charming as ever.”
He shared a brief kiss with you, breaking from your lips when Asta pulled at his sleeve. She looked up at you both, making grabby hands at you.
Loki chuckled, picking her up in one arm and wrapping the other around you.”Is that better, littlest love?”
“Yeah,”She sighed, hugging both of her parents tightly. It made you giggle, kissing her cheek while she paid with the jewels on your neck.
“Are my ladies ready?” Loki asked with a tiny smirk,”I believe all of Asgard is waiting.”
“For us?”Asta asked with a big smile.
“Well, you are the most beautiful girls in all the nine realms, can you blame them for wanting to be graced with your presence?”Loki kissed her nose gently.
“As much as I love Asgard, I think they can wait, these beautiful girls want to cherish their time with the most handsome man in the nine realms,”You winked, leaning forward to rest your head on his shoulder. You both liked this little family you had created, and if it were up to you, you’d stay like this forever.
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