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dewdropreader · 1 year

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Lokius #7 !

Hello! Thanks for the fic request! Hope you enjoy!!

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“So why, exactly, CAN’T we just take a little trip to a timeline?”

Mobius glances up, looking at Loki with an unimpressed look. “You know exactly why.”

“Well, maybe I want you to explain it.”

“Loki, I’ve explained it like a hundred times, we can’t risk creating a branch just because you want to go drink Mai Tais on the beach.” Mobius has looked back to his paperwork and continued to write, no longer even looking at Loki.

“Excuse me, I wouldn’t drink Mai Tais, that’s much too pedestrian, it’s like you don’t know me at all.”

“Oh, excuse me, your majesty,” Mobius rolls his eyes but can’t help an amused smile twitching onto his face, hidden as he keeps his eyes on his work.

“Anyway, I think there are plenty of reasons to go to that timeline I showed you, not only can we drink to our hearts content, you can also ride a jetski, or Norns you can even just take a nap on the beach— when was the last time you slept, you look exhausted…”

Loki waves his hands around as he continues speaking, lost in his ever expanding list of pros and cons, some more legitimate and some more ridiculous, so engrossed in trying to convince Mobius that he doesn’t notice Mobius carefully setting down his pen and standing up.

“… I think you’d look rather dashing with long hair, so if we hopped to a timeline I could show you what you’d look like—”

Loki is cut off rather abruptly when Mobius gently catches his face in one palm and presses a long kiss to his lips. He lingers just long enough that he hopes it will redirect Loki’s train of thought.

As he pulls away, with a pleased smile on his face, Loki looks at him with his mouth slightly dropped open.

“Oh,” is all Loki can manage to say, but Mobius sees his cheeks blooming into a pink blush.

As he’d hoped, Loki’s brain seems caught up in the kiss, and Loki simply stares curiously at him for a moment. It’s not their first kiss, but they’re still learning each other and it clearly caught Loki off guard, which was Mobius’ hope. He’s secretly pleased that he managed to surprise Loki for once.

Finally, Loki’s lips curl into a dangerously sly smile.

“Well, Mobius, you got me for a moment I’ll admit, but if that was meant to make me forget about going to a timeline you’d be sadly mistaken.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

“Because I want to take you somewhere quiet where we can do more of that.”

#lokius #lokius fics #fic request #fic asks #Loki #loki laufeyson #mobius m mobius

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wolfpup026 · 4 months

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Fanart for A Warning From The Gods (To Stay Away) by StompedKirbs on AO3!

This story is so intriguing and brilliantly written, I can't recommend it enough!

#loki #loki season 2 #lokius #mcu #marvel #fic rec #my art

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blazethecheeto · 6 months

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do the loki writers know what they've done for fanfic writers.

they gave us CENTURIES of off screen bonding with loki and the gang. my brain is already going wild with the possibilities BECAUSE LITERALLY ANYTHING COULD HAVE HAPPENED IN THOSE CENTURIES EXCUSE ME????

i need fics, now.

#loki #loki series #loki spoilers #marvel #ao3 #all the fics that take place during that time are automatically canon in my mind #mine #fandom rant #sylvie #lokius #IT COULD BE CANON WE JUST DONT KNOW IT #loki season 2 #mobius #ouroboros

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tommowluvr · 6 months

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#loki season 2 #loki series #loki spoilers #loki #loki laufeyson #mobius #sylvie #lokius #slyki #in the end no one won #let's hold hands and cry because of this open ending #and thank the fic writers who will save us with a happy ending for our respective ships #i'll never forgive you marvel #for in the end leaving my favorite boy stuck in a damn tree ALONE

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in-my-loki-feels · 3 months

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I can't stop thinking about pairing this guy:

with this guy:

Just something about the absolute goofball energy of the first, running into the megalomaniac energy of the second. I feel like President Loki would be all "I am here to rule and nothing's going to stop me!" and the Mobius variant would be confused but on board and also distracted by a dish on another table: "Oh yeah? Cool, cool, tell me more. Hey, are you going to eat that?"

ETA: I ended up writing a short thing for this idea. Adding a link here in case the one in the reblogs isn't obvious.

There is now a 4+1 expanded version up on AO3!

#president loki #mobius m mobius #lokius au #originally i was just thinking about how owen is at the start of the skit #dentist turned janitor turned influencer #but we can take it a step further and make it about indianapolis bones #president loki showing up with an entourage to some swanky dinner where dr bones has been cornered #all hell breaks loose when the 'interested parties' bring out weapons because loki's men think it's an attack on loki #in the chaos dr bones hooks an arm through loki's and runs out to 'save' him #loki is obviously confused and outraged and possibly interested in this strange fedora-wearing man?#that's all i got #stop thinking of new fic ideas challenge failed #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #lokius

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alexander-arcturus-black-lupin · 6 months

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Loki using his Shadows on you after your behaviour at a party

TW: Slight Voeyerism, sex with shadows, hints to somnophilia.

Odin had held a grand festival. It had beautiful nymphs and goddesses from different worlds. You had dressed in a beautiful black top with a matching skirt. The shirt cut off before your navel and the skirt cut off before your thighs.

Wrapped in a beautiful glittery veil, and a golden headband. You were stunning, in Loki's eyes you shined brighter than all the stars above, glittering on the ceiling.

Grünle a jöttenhimer had asked you to dance and you agreed to one just to indulge him. Suprisingly akward was far from it. He was a gentleman through and through. With slight jokes and remarks. You enjoyed his company yes. Buqt you wished to be in the arms of a god a few yards away.

Although those yards felt like seas. You knew this wasn't one sided as you felt his gaze on you, and you only the entire time. Grünle brought you close for the last time and gave you a polite hug.

Kissing you cheek, he smiled and told you to enjoy yourself. You simply smiled and said you would.

You allowed the music and the wine to guide you, mingling with he crowd. You didn't feel his gaze anymore. You started to turn but was caught when yoy fwlt something trace your waist.

Or rather.

Someone.

"You of all people should know that i get jealous very easily, especially with people i care about," he whispered gently into your neck.

He moved you to he music and you began to dance. You didn't need to look behind you, or at the long veiny hands infront of you.

And he was jealous.

He slowly twirled you and you glimpsed his face.

He was jealous.

The dance between you was filled with tension, he held you closer at parts, his hand going higher towards your neck as though to collar you.

You smiled to yourself, if he ever wished to do that, boy would you let him. He kissed your cheek at the end of the dance. Before stealing one from you lips. It was a quick one.

You only bit your lip and curtsied and after your dance gave your hand out to another, and another, and another. Till you swore you shoes had worn out. With every dance, they would swoop in a kiss your cheek.

You could basically feel his jealousy rising with each peck. You had gone out to the adjoining balcony for air. You tried to gather your thoughts. You had teased the god of mischief. Surely some form of punishment should be on its way.

As you stood pondering what you had done. You realised you weren't alone. You felt them.

His shadows.

You felt them slip under your dress, fondling and groping you. One even slipped into your hand and took your drink. Sliding it onto the balcony table.

The slowly relieved you of you dress sliding it off your shoulders. Soon you were on your back, softly moaning at the invisible person on you. You felt everything, from your breasts to your nethers.

It's not like you've never been touched there before, it's just that you've never been touched by his shadows.

The moved in sync guiding you to your orgasm, one went over your mouth to stop anyone from getting to hear you.

Loki was the type to either fuck you infront of everyone, or the keep your moans and pleasures to himself.

It stopped at your breasts for a minute giving it a light squeeze before heading up your face to your ear.

Over and over, these shadows were relentless. Guiding you to every orgasm. You were a sweating heaving mess. You turned to try and crawl away but they wouldn't let go.

Finally they released you. Cleaning you up aswell. Your mind was hazy and in a mess. Slowly one slid up your body again.

"The things I wish to do to you lovely, but alas my shadows will have to suffice for now, do not wait up for me love, i shall come for you, then, I shall have you, awake or not."

lo elysium.

You felt the floor open at your feet and off you went. You hoped loki would join you soon.

A/N: curtsied

Idk how to spell it and I'm too lazy for da shit

Also if y'all cannot picture the outfit, I got reference from. The Dragon King's bride on WEBTOON , CHAPTER 16

Also reader is either black or like dark skinned, am I projecting? 🤔 maybe🤷🏾‍♀️

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ifisawyoueverydayforeverwill · 3 months

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I want yall to look at this image and tell me if that's not the look of someone longing but knowing it's not the time for what he wants.

This happened multiple times before and he knew how to respond to Mobius so he could stand back and let him continue.

But that leaves me thinking, how did he figure out? How did he first reacted to Mobius demanding his attention? What did he have to say first to get to the conclusion that he just needed to say "trust me" and "watch" ?

Did he ever tried explaining it to him? How did that go? I need so much answers and that's a perfect opportunity for heartbreaking fics (or in the best of cases a cannon spin off)

But I can't sleep and my heart aches with Loki's tragedy. I feel like a child having watched a very well performed Shakespeare play for the first time in my life.

#somebody help me #the feels are to much #loki meta #marvel meta #marvel loki #fic prompt #loki fanfic #loki #loki series #loki season two #loki season 2 #lokius #mobius m. mobius #mobius m mobius #mobius #tom hiddelson #owen wilson

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prettydjarinsoloinspires · 6 months

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i legit can’t stop thinking about Mobius standing on that street.

#i have a feeling it’s going to haunt me for a long long time #mobius #loki #lokius #hooray for fic #loki spoilers #loki season 2

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hansoeii · 4 months

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do you have any lokius fic recs, by any chance? 🥺

Yes, of course! Here's a bunch of my personal favorites:

'tis the damn season

maybe mondays aren't so bad, after all

Taking Care of Things ⭐️

A Warning from the Gods (To Stay Away) ⭐️

as you find the string

nowhere man ⭐️

Keeping it clean

A Good Man Is Hard To Find ⭐️

The time of my life

Business and Pleasure

show, don't tell

Come To Me For Help

Ignite

Choosing You (Again and Again) ⭐️

All of them are amazing, but I have marked the ones with a star that I still think about daily! Enjoy!

#ask #anon #loki #loki fic recs #lokius fic recs #fic recs #lokius #lokius fic

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mimisempai · 6 months

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A time for everything

Summary

Loki was at peace with himself. He had sacrificed himself of his own free will to give everyone the chance to live as they chose.

As he watches over the timelines, he's grown accustomed to living with the void left by the loss of his friends and one person in particular.

But unexpected help may change the course of events.

Notes

POV of Loki reuniting with Mobius and the continuation of their story together.

On Ao3

Rating G - 2020 words

"Let the time pass."

Mobius' voice echoed up to him, flying through the timelines, louder than all the other voices.

Loki smiled slightly, closed his eyes, swallowed his tears and exhaled deeply.

He had so much time now.

At the heart of the temporal flux, he felt all the lives that could continue to exist, free.

He had done what he had to do for all of them.

Never again would anyone be eliminated, wiped out, replaced because they hadn't followed the path that determined their destiny.

Never again would anyone's memory be erased because they had made the wrong choice, the wrong decision.

There would be no more fate. No more destiny. No more predestined choice.

"You could be whoever or whatever you wanted."

Now they could all be whoever or whatever they wanted.

Good or bad. Hero or villain.

Not because someone else decided.

Free to choose and live with the consequences of their choices.

That was what he had done for them and for himself.

And since it was about living with the consequences of your choices, Loki, alone with himself, couldn't ignore the consequences of his own choices. He hated people who lied to themselves, so he wouldn't lie to himself by ignoring the void left by the loss of his friends.

The loss of a friend.

The loss of a love.

The loss of Mobius.

But sacrifice meant nothing when there was nothing to lose.

Mobius.

His ultimate sacrifice.

So he could choose to live his life the way he wanted to.

"What if his choice was you?"

Loki shook his head, closing his eyes and choosing to ignore the thought. Searching deep inside of himself for peace, he slowly let it slip away.

He could not and would not go back.

Even though the feeling of loss seemed unbearable, he was truly at peace with the choice he'd made.

For the first time he'd made a choice in full consciousness. Not driven by outside forces, or by a desire for revenge, or for some unlikely glory, just a completely selfless choice because only he could make it.

He would endure it, however painful it might be...

For them.

For him.

"Let the time pass."

Mobius' voice echoed inside him, and he let time take its course.

The timelines unfolded as they would.

Secured by the tree, by him in the heart of the tree.

The passage of time didn't erase the absence, but the awareness of those lives unfolding, free under his care, was enough to remove the sting and turn it into a phantom pain.

Until one day he couldn't feel it anymore.

"Idiot."

A voice, clearer than all the others, louder, sharper, as if addressed to him, snapped him out of his meditation.

He searched the timeline for the source of the voice, but every time he thought he had reached it, it seemed to disappear like sand between his fingers. Like it jumped from one time line to the next.

"In your new wisdom, there's still something you haven't learned."

There was no longer any doubt that the voice was really speaking to him. It had a familiar tone, but Loki couldn't remember who it belonged to.

He called out softly, "Who are you?"

He scanned the timeline, waiting for an answer, when suddenly the voice sounded again, clear and loud.

"Deep down, you know it."

Loki closed his eyes, trying to concentrate deep inside, and felt a familiar aura.

His own.

Opening his eyes, he called out, "Loki."

"Good answer," the voice replied as the elder Loki materialized in front of him.

"You!"

"Me."

"But how? Why?"

Loki was so astonished to see this variant that he could only ask, "What are you doing here?"

The elder Loki replied gently, "By doing what you have, you have freed us, so I'm here to offer you some of that freedom in return. You do not have to carry this burden alone."

Loki shook his head, "But how?"

The other Loki replied softly, "Same aura, same powers."

He gently grabbed one of the timelines, which glowed a faint green at his touch to illustrate his point.

Loki, overwhelmed as he began to understand the implications of what the older Loki was suggesting, asked, "How long?"

The other Loki replied quietly, "As long as you need, a lifetime, who knows? Nothing has to be final. There are so many others like us that we can teach, and so the burden will be carried by all of us."

He raised an eyebrow at Loki and added, "So? What are you saying?"

Loki didn't have to think long and nodded slowly.

He stood and held out his hands to the old Loki. The other Loki did the same and, pressing their palms together, they nodded together.

"Now."

Time flowed fluidly from Loki to the elder Loki, and when Loki was sure that the time flow had stabilized, he helped him to the throne.

He bowed to him and said softly, "Thank you, my friend."

The other Loki nodded gently and said with a half-smile on his lips, "Go. Go be with him."

Of course, the old bugger had seen through him.

Loki straightened up and headed for Mobius' timeline, but before he laid a hand on it, he turned to the other Loki and said in a determined voice, "I'll be back.

The other Loki nodded and replied with a smile, "I'm sure you will. I know you."

Loki chuckled softly, grabbed the timeline, and dove in with only one thought on his mind.

Mobius.

He opened his eyes and found himself on a beach, facing the sea.

But he was immediately oblivious to everything around him, for all he could see was the familiar figure standing in front of him with his back to him.

He quickly used magic to change his clothes into something more appropriate, and barefoot he approached in silence, restraining himself from running.

Suddenly, he heard Mobius' voice, almost a whisper in the night, "Loki..."

Loki replied softly, "I'm here."

"So old Loki is replacing you and keeping the time flow going?"

On Mobius' sofa, their hands still intertwined, Loki nodded. Mobius asked again, slightly hesitant, "And... it's permanent?"

Loki shook his head and replied in a slightly contrite tone, "No, I wouldn't be able to do that to him, and I don't want to let go of that responsibility. I hope you understand that, Mobius."

Mobius looked at him with an expression that was a mixture of pride and wonder and said quietly, "When I told you that you could be whatever or whoever you wanted to be, I wasn't thinking about this."

Loki laughed slightly and replied, "I know that, but that's part of it. You showed me that I could choose my own destiny. That's what I did."

Mobius lost his smile and asked, "Does that mean you're leaving again?"

Loki, sensing the vulnerability of the other man behind his question, asked softly in reply, "What do you want? Do you want me to stay?"

Mobius shook his head sharply and replied, "I have no right to ask you that! Your task is far more important, Loki."

Mobius didn't say more important than himself, but Loki heard it anyway.

He looked at him fondly and said softly, "Idiot. I know what I want. But I also want to know what you want, Mobius. Not what your conscience or your scruples tell you to say because you think that's what I want to hear. So I repeat, what do you want?"

Seeing that Mobius looked confused, he added, "You have the right to say what you want. Free will is about that too. It's not about looking at jet ski magazines and thinking they're great, but not allowing yourself to ride them because it's not appropriate. Tell me what you want, Mobius."

He watched Mobius open and close his mouth several times, seeing his inner struggle so clearly because he'd been through it himself not so long ago.

"I want my friends back. I don't wanna be alone."

It had torn his guts out to say those simple words, so yes, he understood exactly how Mobius felt right now. So he gently stroked the back of his hand with his thumb, "Come on, Mobius. Let go. Tell me. I promise I'll take it all."

Suddenly, Mobius took a deep breath and said in a weak voice, "I want you to stay."

Loki let out a sigh of relief and, squeezing Mobius' hand in his own, replied gently, "Well done. Now, do you want to hear what I want?"

Mobius nodded slowly, and Loki replied, still gently, "I want to stay too."

"But... the flow of time, the timelines..."

Loki replied calmly, "The elder Loki has offered me the opportunity to share this burden, he has generously told me to take all the time I need. I'll do it, but I should also come back sometime, I already have an idea of what we can do, so if you can accept some time apart, I..."

Mobius interrupted, "I can, if it means seeing you again."

Loki's smile widened as he replied, "Then I only have one question left."

"What's that?"

"May I stay here?"

Realizing the implication of Loki's question, Mobius didn't answer immediately and looked at their intertwined hands, then looked up and asked Loki, pointing at their hands, "What's that?"

Loki replied quietly, "What do you want it to be?"

Mobius breathed, "I don't know."

"That's all right. We don't have to decide now. We have something we didn't have before. We have time."

Mobius looked so lost as he replied, "Having so many choices, so many possibilities, it's both exhilarating and suffocating at the same time. I realize that I haven't stopped to think about what I really want since I've been here. I've never had to before. Now that I can, it's like I have a variant to catch, and I have so many leads I don't know which one to follow."

Loki put his hand on Mobius' shoulder and said softly, "Mobius, it's normal. Just give it time. You don't have to decide what you want to do or be right now."

Mobius sighed and replied, "To answer your question, of course you can stay here, I have a guest room and... well, unless you want to... huh... I mean..."

Loki chuckled softly and said, "The guest room is perfect. We know how to fight side by side, we know how to work side by side, now we just have to learn how to lo... live side by side."

He could tell from Mobius' slight gasp that his slip of the tongue had not gone unnoticed. He shouldn't be too hasty; he had lived through enough centenaries to know how he felt about Mobius, and while he had an idea of how Mobius felt about him, they had time to put it into words.

Now was not the time.

He slid his hand from Mobius' shoulder to his cheek and cupped the other man's face between his hands, slowly bringing his closer and asking softly, "May I...?"

Mobius breathed, "...yes."

That was all it took for Loki to close the remaining distance between them and gently press his lips to Mobius'.

The kiss was incredibly soft, almost chaste, and lingered, deepening their connection, their lips learning each other.

When they parted to catch their breath, Loki pressed another kiss to Mobius' forehead before wrapping his arms around him and pulling him against his chest.

He whispered into the gray hair, "I don't know any more than you do, you know? This is as new territory for me as it is for you."

Mobius wrapped his arms around him and replied softly against Loki's chest, "We'll just have to figure it out as we go along."

Loki hummed approvingly.

True, there was so much to figure out, but now they had the time to do it.

One choice at a time

One step at a time.

As long as they did it together.

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story 🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Timeless Growing love : here (After season 2)

Lokius masterlist : here

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dewdropreader · 1 year

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For the second prompt @insert-witty-user-name-here requested for the kiss prompts (“…on a falling tear”) I loved both ideas so much (couldn’t turn down some softness and hurt/comfort) that I did both rather than choosing! Hope you enjoy!

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(Let’s pretend Mobius knew Loki would be staying behind with Sylvie, rather than being surprised by it, for the ��drama✨)

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In any other circumstance, Mobius would be overjoyed with the current situation.

He’s surrounded by more Lokis than he’s ever been around at once, one being the variant he’s been trying to catch (though who he now realizes was right to be running), and another being the one he’s grown close with recently. Also, the alligator, of course—he’s just adorable.

It’s a little mind-melting, to be sure, but it’s somehow not the most pressing issue.

He’d kept it together in front of the new crew of Lokis, but his mind has been screaming at him for (what passes for) hours by now. His life was a lie. All of it, from his very creation, to his existence and the existence of a life that he was plucked from, to his friendship with Ravonna.

And now, he’s preparing himself to bid Loki and Sylvie and the new Loki crew goodbye and return to the TVA to dismantle it.

He leans up against the outside of the pizza car, a decent distance from the little shack but not so far it is out of sight or out of reach. He scrubs his hands across his face, feeling how stubble is already poking out from his cheeks due to not shaving this morning– he’d been called while still in bed to be shown that they’d rediscovered Loki and Sylvie.

He tries to take deep breaths in and out, the technique that Ravonna of all people taught him once to relax when in the field, but he finds the breaths out to be rather shaky.

“Mobius.”

Mobius glances over the car and sees Loki on the other side, standing a bit awkwardly, which is rare for him, usually the picture of confidence (whether feigned or real.) His hands are shoved deep in the pockets of his worn TVA-issued pants, and he dips his head against the gusts of wind that pop up at random.

“Hey, Loki,” Mobius manages a smile, though it feels mostly fake even to him, so he’s not sure why he expects it to fool his god of lies.

Loki comes around to his side of the car, and sidles up next to Mobius until their shoulders are pressed together. Mobius revels in the comfort it instantly provides. He’s always been a fairly tactile person but Loki’s ability to so smoothly put him at ease is new but not unwelcome.

“You okay?” Loki whispers, bumping their touching shoulders slightly.

“Just… shaken, I guess. With all the revelations,” Mobius murmurs, tilting his head to the sky. “Guess that’s my karma for forcing you and so many others to watch your own reels and causing existential crises,” Mobius chuckles humorlessly.

“Mobius, no. You were a victim of the TVA, you didn’t deserve any of this even if you did it to others.”

“Wow, you’re actually against some clear-cut vengeance? You’ve had a turn around, yeah?” This time the laugh Mobius lets out is soft and at least slightly more genuine.

“Well, I was recently told I could be anyone, even someone good. Thought I’d give that a try.”

Mobius smiles softly, before dropping his eyes to meet Loki’s careful gaze. Loki is searching Mobius’ expression, clearly trying to read him and decide his next actions.

Mobius glances away from Loki only because he can’t stand to see such soft and confused yet genuine care. Mobius knows the moments of Loki showing his true gentleness that isn’t hidden behind a trick or evasion is rare, and while he’s grateful to be a recipient, he doesn’t have the strength to accept it right now.

Loki has become such a constant for him recently, turning his entire life on its axis, not just with revealing the truth but just by challenging him and his approaches and ideas, being a clever and surprisingly reliable ally.

And Loki was supposed to be pruned from the start, he wasn’t supposed to help this long or this much, and they definitely weren’t supposed to get so close, but now Mobius can’t imagine taking on the next challenge alone.

He takes in another breath and winces when it hitches.

“Mobius,” Loki swallows heavily beside him, and Loki is left to nudge even closer to him, the insistent press of his body asking ‘how can I help?’

“How’d you deal with the realizations about your life not being what you thought?” Mobius replies quietly.

Loki hums. “Well, I had a good man by my side that helped me out, showed me that the past and the predetermined path isn’t all there is…”

Mobius looks back at Loki and Loki has a twitch of a smile on his lips but is otherwise holding a steady, careful gaze.

“Are you scared?” Mobius asks, almost changing the subject but not entirely.

“I’m petrified,” Loki admits with a huff and a dry laugh, shaking his head softly.

“Guess I don’t have too feel bad admitting I am too, then,” Mobius whispers, and that’s the crack in the dam. He feels the tears that burned behind his eyes spilling out.

Loki makes a concerned noise beside him and moves himself so he’s planted in front of Mobius instead of pressed into his side.

“Mobius…” Loki murmurs, and Mobius feels Loki take hold of his hand.

“Sorry, I’m fine, I’m okay,” Mobius says hurriedly, but the hoarseness of his voice betrays him. He scrubs haphazardly at the tears and shakes his head.

Mobius isn’t quite sure how he would have expected Loki to react to his distress (he knows a past Loki may have conjured some trick to make him laugh or make a worse situation so the original problem didn’t seem so pressing, or simply ignore the problem all together, unable to deal with it), but he most definitely isn’t expecting Loki to cup his cheek with one solid, broad hand and his press an excruciatingly gentle kiss to his cheek, his lips mingling with the salty tears.

Loki pulls back slowly, but just enough that their noses brush. Mobius feels frozen in place, his stomach in knots.

Loki’s lips remain parted, his eyes questioning. Mobius, despite everything, nods softly.

That’s all Loki needs, he closes the short distance and kisses Mobius fully, the hand on his cheek slipping back to cradle his head. Mobius hums in overwhelmed surprise, and Loki responds by pushing into the kiss, nipping at Mobius’ lip just slightly before pulling back for a breath. They stand there with their faces inches apart, breathing in tandem. The tears have stopped flowing, but the tracks remain. Loki wipes them away with his thumb.

“You… we, ah,” Mobius, for the first time in a long while, feels speechless.

“Mm-hmm,” Loki agrees, still a bit breathless (Mobius isn’t sure if it’s from the kissing, nerves, or both.) Then, with a bit more of a serious spark in his eyes, says, “you’re going to find me when we’re all done saving the multiverse, right?”

Mobius manages a tight smile and nod, nervous yet real. “Always.”

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