#yeah it's more mobius leave me alone

[0vergrowngraveyard]

The day had started pretty average all things considered.

Eggman had decided to attack yet another poor, defenseless village but at this point, that was pretty common (as depressing as it was to admit).

It was a peaceful little spot. The village was pretty small and had its own little beach a few miles away. Why the doctor had decided to attack this place out of any village on Mobius was beyond Sonic but hey, why question the bad doctor’s plans when he can just wreck them?

Which is exactly what he and his team, Tails, Knuckles, and Amy, were doing. Knuckles had decided to get off his island and pay everyone a visit for once in his life so when word got out about Eggman’s attack, Sonic had to bring him along.

Y’know, just for some fun.

The gang had managed to drive Eggman’s attention away from the village and solely onto them. Sonic, Knuckles, and Amy took care of the badniks on the ground while Tails handled a few of the larger flying ones in the Tornado.

At this point, they were just fighting on the beach. It wasn’t ideal for the hedgehog, but it was away from the village at least, and that’s all that mattered. He could begrudgingly sacrifice a bit of comfort in order to keep the people safe.

Didn’t mean he wouldn’t audibly complain about it though.

“Why’d you have to choose a beach to fight at, Eggy? D’you know how hard it is to get good traction on sand?” He charge up a homing attack and shot through three buzzbombers, “Actually, now that I think about it, you probably wouldn’t!”

“Aren’t you the one who led us over here?” Knuckles asked, punching a hole straight through a badnik and tossing it into another one which exploded on impact.

“Maybe, but Eggman’s the one who attacked the village so it’s ultimately his fault!” Sonic responded. Knuckles couldn’t argue with that.

Amy slammed her hammer into the ground, a shockwave taking out at least six of the robots. “Is it just me, or are there a lot more badniks?”

Sonic paused and looked around.

Yeah, there were definitely more than usual, but it was nothing they couldn’t handle!

He pulled up his communicator, “Yo Tails! How’s it going up there?” He asked his brother. The Tornado was flying over the ocean, keeping a lot of the flying badniks away from the ground fight.

“Not too bad!” He pulled on the yoke, driving the plane upwards as two bots crashed into each other. “What about down there?”

“Easy peasy!” He pulled his hand away to spindash through a bot before continuing, “Though it doesn’t exactly reach lemon squeezy criteria.” He held back a snort as he heard the kit groan.

“You sound stupid, I hope you know that.” the fox said.

“I second that,” Knuckles added, “though I’m not entirely sure what this fight being simple has to do with peas or lemons.”

This time, Sonic did laugh, to which Amy spoke up about, “Leave him alone, Sonic. It’s just a saying, Knuckles!”

“Once again, your figures of speech make little sense. Why do they all involve food items?”

Sonic opened his mouth to quip back at the echidna when an explosion rang out, echoed in the communicator.

“As much as I’d love to participate in explaining Mobian phrases to Knuckles, things are getting a little dicey up here! I’ll talk later!” Tails said, performing some tricky maneuvering around a few bots as they exploded.

The Tornado had been getting further and further away from the shore.

“Alright bud! Be careful!” Sonic said, taking notice of how far the biplane had suddenly gotten.

“You too, guys!”

“Don’t know the meaning of the word, lil’ bro!” The hedgehog responded as he lowered his communicator, bringing his attention back to the fight at hand. He could almost hear the kit lecturing him about his hypocrisy from the biplane.

The fight on the ground went on for about 10 more minutes. The three had started making a game out of it. Who could throw/smack Sonic into the most badniks in a row? Amy ended up winning when she sent him flying through five badniks in a row croquette style. Her reward was bragging rights, of course.

As Sonic was recovering from being tossed around like a ball for the past few minutes, he decided to have a chat with the old doctor.

“Ayo, doc! You’ve been a little quiet!” He yelled out, “Is this a defeat silence or a disappointed silence or-“

“Quiet rodent. I’m waiting for the finale.” The doctor said, pressing a few buttons on his control panel and muttering something under his breath.

Sonic laughed as Knuckles and Amy walked up behind him, the former keeping his eyes on the Tornado as it was still fighting off a few of the bots.

Were they getting more aggressive?

“Finale? You mean when I knock you on your butt and—!”

(It all happened so fast.)

There was an explosion, a big explosion. It was loud enough to echo through the entire area (or had it just been amplified in his mind?).

He didn’t register Knuckles cry out and bolt towards the shoreline. He didn’t register Amy pulling up her communicator and screaming at the person on the other end to respond. He didn’t even register Eggman’s triumphant laugh as he said words the hedgehog couldn’t hear.

The world moved in slow motion as he turned his head towards the water just in time to see the flaming body of the Tornado crash into the ocean, sinking to its depths.

Time froze. The world around him muted. He stared at the spot the biplane had crashed.

(It happened too fast. Everything just needed to slow down.)

He couldn’t breathe. A suffocating sense of dread blindsided him, smothering him alive and he didn't have the strength to fight back. His heartbeat pounded in his ear and his legs itched to run.

To run away from the entire scene. To run and not look back because maybe, just maybe, if he didn’t look back, that would mean it never happened. That everything was fine. They would go back to the workshop later and bicker and have movie nights and play fights. They’d complain about one another’s habits and laugh together.

He’d lecture the kit about his sleep schedule (or lack thereof) and drag him to his bed. He’d tuck him in and the kit would later wander into his room after having a nightmare and the two brothers would snuggle up together, fighting off the bad dreams that tormented the little fox in his sleep.

That would all happen. It would. It had to.

It had to because if it didn’t, that would mean Tails was really…

Tails was…

(He just needed the world to slow down. Just this once. He wasn’t ready to catch up yet.)

He didn’t realize he had walked waist deep into the ocean with Amy having to hold him back. Knuckles had tried to swim to the wreckage but soon realized it was a fruitless endeavor.

The crash had been too far out.

There was no way to get to Tails.

All Sonic could do was stare out across the body of water he feared so intensely. It was a fear that was ingrained in him.

The ocean didn’t care about who or what was in its depths. If it wanted to keep you there, it would, and there wasn’t much you could do about it. Especially someone like him who sank instead of floated.

The dark depths were always out for him, wrapping its hands around him and tugging him further and further down whenever the opportunity made itself known. It was like the ocean was determined to make itself his final resting place. It joyfully filled his lungs with water and never allowed him up for air.

There was one person he could rely on to get to him before the water did. One person he knew that could fight off the thing keeping him down.

But that one person had just had his small body grabbed and dragged under by whatever malevolent force lived in those waters. Never to resurface.

It was as if the ocean was laughing at him. Annoyingly tapping at his waist with waves as if to say, “Hey, look what I just did. Did you see that?”

Of course he saw, how could he have missed it?

How could he miss the sight of the biplane he took with him from Christmas Island, the plane that allowed him to meet the kit in the first place, crashing in a flaming wreck and sinking to the bottom of the ocean, taking his little brother along with it?

The waters laughed at him.

They bragged about how they were the ones holding the kit instead of him. That their hands were running throughout the fox’s soft, golden fur, surrounding him in his final moments.

They teased him about how he’d never be able to hold him again. His hands itched with the feeling of his kit’s fur beneath them. He wanted to find him, to rescue him from his captor. Even if he was taking his final breaths, he wanted them to be in the arms of someone the fox trusted more than life itself. To tell his kid how much he loves him and how much he meant to all of them. That he would be missed.

But the kit was alone.

And that’s exactly how the ocean wanted it.

…

Knuckles didn’t know how much time had passed and frankly, he didn’t care.

He didn’t want to think about it because if the kit hadn’t gone quickly in the initial explosion, then the alternative would’ve taken time. Minutes he could’ve spent swimming to get to him. He should’ve been able to get to him. He was an incredibly fast swimmer, he should’ve been able to get out there.

As the seconds went by, the already cavernous pit in his stomach grew tenfold. He tried not to think about the fox kit who was alone in the cockpit of his beloved biplane, possibly conscious and just waiting for his time to come.

He didn’t want to think about the youngest — one of his first friends, someone he had grown to consider to be a younger brother just as the hedgehog had — in that scenario. It wasn’t right, not after all the kit had done for them.

He had managed to pull Sonic a little closer to the shore. The blue hedgehog had fallen to his knees, no longer being able to carry the weight of what just happened. It was haunting, the way he just stared at the horizon. Never in his life did he think he’d see the hedgehog in such a state of despair and defeat.

Then again, he never even began to imagine something like this happening. Not to Tails.

He pried his eyes off of the grief stricken big brother and looked beside him.

Amy wasn’t doing much better, her head was in her knees, fist clenched and body tense as she cried. She was sobbing her heart out. He could only imagine the thoughts going through her mind.

He looked at the sand in front of him and closed his eyes out of respect for the kit, a few tears he didn’t even know had formed slipped down his cheek. His mind flashed with memories of the fox kit, from the one of him first arriving to Angel Island with his hyperactive yet silent blue brother all the way to the call just a few moments ago.

It wasn’t right, they (Sonic) had just been teasing the echidna about his lack of knowledge for common Mobians phrases. How could this have happened? Why did this happen? Why was there no heads up or warning? It was all so sudden and they didn’t even have time to process anything.

Knuckles knew it was foolish to question why people died, he was the last of his kind for crying out loud, he should be used to this.

Except he wasn’t. The kid may not have been an echidna, but he was still part of his tribe. His family. They all were.

And their tribe had just lost their youngest. Their little golden ball of sunshine. The kid who could brighten an entire area with his laughter and knock someone’s ego down several pegs at the same time. The kid he for the longest time just assumed was magical because of how skillful he was with machines, creating their communicators out of seemingly nothing just so they could stay in contact with each other. He created incredible defensive mechanisms and weapons just to keep people safe. He was only 8 years old.

He had done so much for them, and this was how they repaid him? How the world repaid him?

How dishonorable.

#fic #finally finished this holy shit #sorry not sorry #i think this might be the one time my inability to smoothly transition between plot points actually works- #talking about how sudden death can be and all #anyway #happy wednesday :) #i’m coming for you next marie #miles tails prower #sonic the hedgehog #unbreakable bond #the brothers ever #knuckles the echidna #amy rose #they’re a tribe your honor

[idonotlikethatsam-i-am]

rock with me, but. mobius alone for awhile. starting out with talking to the stars and sky on a late not on a park bench with "hey loki.... i don't know if you'll hear me- probably not and I'm being silly but... just in case. just if you possibly do" and going on to tell loki about what he saw, or just about his day generally.

he doesn't need to, mind you. loki has been watching. the whole time, he's been watching. at first it started with being distracted by all the branches of time; there's so much to see. but on the first call from mobius he can FEEL it, like a string being tugged, and then its all he can focus on. yes, he keeps all the other infinite strands of time alive as well, but... his focus is always on mobius. his mobius.

sylvie comes to check on mobius eventually. gives him her/HWR's tempad. says "you're being a bit of a mope, why not take a walkabout. find yourself or something. i had a good run, but it seems like you might need it, for now. get me home first, though, yeah? and visit me, once in awhile." and he does, both get her home and visits.

between visits, he's off taking in the views of a bunch of different lokis from all around the timeline(s), seeing his many moments of glory but never intervening, never interacting. just, watching, as he always did. just up close this time.

a fair amount of days of mobius just talking to the stars - talking to loki - while following his various adventures turns into weeks, and months, and then one moment mobius just. looks up at the stars with a sigh like "....i miss you, you asshole. i hope you know that. i didn't even get to say goodbye. I really hope you hear me. I hope you have the whole damn time."

wonder how long til that emptiness and sadness and longing turns to bitterness at loki doing all of that without a word edgewise. like. loki didnt explain, he just gave one at look at sylvie and mobius and then walked off into fucking radiation city. loki didnt even say he stood up for mobius. he just. walked. said he was doing it for them - for sylvie, for mobius, but he didnt explain any more. and kept fucking walking. mobius looked fucking terrified watching him. fists clenched knuckle white when he realised loki was going where he couldn't, with no way to follow, and no goodbye given. which... terror turns to anger, anger turns to sad - which we see bc of him leaving the fucking tva - sad turns to hopelessness, hopelessness turns to observation, and then, from there, bitterness at being left behind once again by a loki gone off to who the fuck knows where.

which. that rattles loki. loki, thinking he should stay away at first, to try to let mobius find his place on the timeline. like. hes not sure what mobius's pattern is at first, he's so distracted by everything else but eventually its his mobius he tunes into time and time again, and eventually all others fade to the background when he finally realises what mobius's pattern is. and, its him. its loki, its the best hits, and thats breaks him in a way he hadn't expected. its one of mobius's monologues on a bench late at night, tear stained and drunk and miserable that pulls him from the throne, though.

"you fucking LEFT. you left, and you walked out to the goddamn loom - something we all thought would rip us to shreds without the damn suit, something we both argued over doing - and then you vanished. you fucking left me, loki, again, and what the hell was i supposed to think besides that you found somewhere better and more powerful to be." and he's ACHING, its a deep, bone deep agony of bitterness that has festered through pained, hot tears.

#lokius #lokius angst #loki #loki season 2 #loki s2 #loki season 2 spoilers #loki s2 spoilers #loki spoilers #mobius #mobius m mobius #mcu #mcu spoilers #marvel #marvel spoilers #donki #loki x mobius

[alexthenbee]

Hi Tumblr! I wrote a fanfic for Lokius to help our shipping hearts. Spoilers for the season 2 finale

"No!" Shouts Mobius as Loki opens the door to the Loom. He's not sure what he's about to do, but that soft smile Loki sends him can't be a good sign.

"I did it for you, for all of us," Loki explains and turns towards the opening door. He steps out and Mobius runs upstairs to watch through the window. Mobius watches as Loki struggles to reach the destination of the Temporal Loom. With each step, memories come flooding back to the human. He was the first one to see something in Loki. The first one to believe Loki can be more than an evil God of mischief. He recalls all the little stuff. Eating pie together. Doing paperwork together. Riding a two person bike to catch the bad guy. All the little taps they gave each other. This, and this, and this the memories keep flooding Mobius.

Loki reaches the end of the walkway. He has changed. While Mobius was recalling their memories with each step, Loki changed costumes with each step. He's now wearing a fancy green suit with a golden horned helmet. Loki reaches up and uses his magic to destroy the Temporal Loom. Everyone around Mobius goes silent. It's all destroyed... or is it? Lokie grabs at the strands of timeliness. Using magic he fixes them. He carries the timeliness with him. He accepts the burden of holding the timeliness forever. This is his glorious purpose. Heavy is the head that wears the crown.

Mobius watches Loki walk away until he couldn't see him anymore.

Afterwards, Mobius couldn't find a reason to stay at the TVA. It used to be the only home he's ever known. Then he met Loki. Perhaps home isn't a place, but it's a person. Maybe Loki was his person. But now Loki is stuck with the burden of keeping the multiverse safe. Mobius is content with just letting time pass.

That is, until he heard a familiar sound of a particular God's magic. In confusion he turned around. "Loki? Is that you?" He asks the raven haired God.

"Sort of," chuckles Loki. "I used my magic to make a clone and I put him in this timeline. I can watch all the timelines, but just watching isn't as exciting."

"I bet. Do you ever get lonely? Watching everyone from afar?"

"I suppose so... but somebody has to take care of the timeliness. I made this decision. I have to deal with the consequences."

Mobius smiles, "Wow. Look at how much you've changed. The Loki that I first met would have been more reluctant to accept such a responsibility. I lo- I'm proud of you."

Loki's breath hitches when Mobius stuttered. He wonders what Mobius would have said. Perhaps it is best to leave it unsaid though. "Thanks, Mobius. So how is the world? What have you been up to?"

"Same old. I finally bought a jetski. It's fantastic! I took it out on the lake and I had a ton of fun." Mobius doesn't say that he felt like he was missing something on his ride.

"That's great! I'm happy to hear you had fun."

"Yeah. Hey um... I was wondering if I could maybe help out somehow. Or just sit around with you and keep you company."

"Mobius, that's a kind offer. But I have to say no. I don't want you to be forced to help me with this burden. I have to do it on my own."

"See that's where I think you're wrong. You don't have to carry that burden alone. And I wouldn't be forced to do it. I'm offering and making a decision just as you did."

Loki stays silent for a moment thinking. "Fine. But if you want to leave just let me know."

The gray haired man smiles, "sure thing."

Mobius goes to Loki. He looks at the timelines in awe. It resembles yggdrasil, the tree of life in Norse mythology. He walks towards the tree and sees Loki on his throne. In green mist a second throne appears on Loki's right. "Wow. Loki this is amazing!"

The God chuckles, "thanks Mobius. I took inspiration from home."

"I can see this," Mobius smiles and sits in the throne designated for him.

The two sit in comfortable silence for a moment. Mobius grabs some timlines from Loki's hand and holds them for him. Then Loki speaks up. "Earlier you said you were proud of me. But you were going to say something else. What was it?"

"Oh. You caught onto that? I forget how observant you are," Mobius chuckles. Loki smiles softly but waits for Mobius to answer the question. "I love you, Loki. I always have."

Loki looks affectionately at the silver haired man. "Really? Even when I first arrived at the TVA? Or when I was a villain?"

"Yes. Even then. I knew that you had potential to become a kind God. I've always had faith in you."

"Thanks, Mobius. You have no idea how much that means to me. I love you as well."

"For all time," Mobius smirks. He will love Loki until the Earth stops spinning and the timelines cease to exist.

"Always," Loki smirks back. He'll always love Mobius. In any other timeline they would meet and fall in love, he was sure of it. Their love is ineffable. Something that is certain in every universe.

The two men smile at each other. They hold hands and stare out at the beautiful, vast universe. Maybe this glorious purpose doesn't have to be fulfilled alone after all.

#loki #loki series #lokius #loki spoilers #mcu #mobius #fanfic

[melodyfsoul1]

LOKI S2 FINALE GLORIOUS PURPOSE

Just spent over an hour crying over the Loki S2 Finale, and still havent recovered, but here I go anyway with my Reaction/ Review

*Loki S2 E6 Spoilers ahead*

Okay so... before watching the episode I wrote down a couple things that I did NOT want to happen/ but knowing myself, and my luck with my characters, figured that was exactly what would happen....

and turns out... I was correct....

Back in Infinty War I feared/ predicted that Loki was gonna die in the first 10 min in a stupid way where he wouldnt be able to show off his powers... and we all know how that turned out...

For this season finale, all I hoped was that Loki, for once wouldnt play the self sacrifical lamb, and find a way where he didnt have to lose Mobius and his new found friends, where he would be not alone...

So.... yeah.... about that....

Now to the Review/ Reaction:

God I was so scared

"Glorious Purpose"

The title alone had me tearing up.... we really came full circle back to S1 E1 and the fact that they started the recap with 2012 Loki too...

1 min 30 in and I'm already pausing, THE INTRO IS BACKWARDS, thar was so cool

So we all knew Loki would have to go back and try to safe everyone

BUT MARVEL DIDNT HAVE TO SHOW US TIMELY DYING OVER AND OVER AGAIN (and in so many angles too....)

Then Loki trying to learn everything OB knows to be prepared to help, but it would take time, makes sense

"CENTURIES LATER"

WHAT?! They really did that, good thing Loki has that long Life span...

The fact that all the characters realizes sth was off with Loki but MOBIUS is the one to stop and talks to him, and Loki telling him to trust him.... my heart

OH MY GOD ITS WORKING?! And Timely survived too? Did not expect that

I have never seen Loki this relieved/ happy but at the same time sad and exhausted before...

But of course its never that "easy"

No matter what, the infinite amount of branches will always detroy the loom, so the moment a timeline branched everything was doomed from he start... Ah yes Marvel and their existential dread...

Loki going back to before Sylvie killed He Who Remains, trying to convince her not to kill him.... and of course she says he has to kill her if he wants to stop her...

God Loki's Emotional Damage....

Of course Loki cant

HWR COULD HAVE STOPPED TIME THAT THE WHOLE TIME!??!! The fact that he figured Loki has gone through this whole scene before and still just watched

He knows about time slipping...

He paved he road

He planned this

Him and Loki had this conversations before

"We die with the dying, we are born with the dead"

That is such a sick quote :0

Its basically Loki vs HWR forever, and Loki knows he will always lose... but still wants to try... kudos to his determination

And of course Loki cant bring himself to trade lives... not Sylvie's, not his friends and not the multiverses...

Loki goes back to the first time he talked to Mobius...NOOOOO not the Throne talk, why does this feel like a final good bye talk.... I HATE IT

Though S1 E1 Mobius having a chat with S2 E6 Loki is such an interesting concept

He wants to find out how they chose who lives and dies... ("Who lives, who dies, who tells your story" huh? Sorry but I had to make that Hamilton reference XD)

"You're not gonna find comfort in the TVA" - Mobius to Loki

BUT HE DID, LOKI DID FIND COMFORT, IN YOU MOBIUS, Im gonna cry ... the TVA was the first place where Loki could just be himself and he found friends there too

Also Mobius might be the only comfort character who actually gives comfort (and isnt just an angsty mess who hasnt had a happy day ever)

Mobius telling the story of a hunter who couldnt kill a kid, which caused more death, loosing sight of the bigger picture

So he is talking about himself right? And of course Renslayer was the Partner

Mobius telling Loki they have to chose a burden and live with it... that it leaves scars.

Theres this sinking feeling again

And the scene SPGAHETTIFIES?! I SWEAR TO GOD MARVEL, NOT AGAIN, STOP GIVING US FANS PTSD THROUGH VISUAL EFFECTS

I dont know what to think of Loki & Sylvie's final talk.... Loki has an idea?

Oh NoNONONONONONO

I FREAKING KNEW HE WAS GONNA GO THE SELF SACRFICE ROUTE BACK FROM EP 1 AND I FIGURED HE WOULD TAKE TIMELY'S PLACE IN EP 5 BUT THIS?!

Cant he ever be happy?! Is there any Loki, in any universe who actually gets to be happy?!

The fact that Mobius was the first to notice and that him and Sylvie immediately followed Loki, tried to talk him out of it

Loki looking back, saying he finally knows what he wants

MY HEART

LOKI WALKING THROUGH SPACE WITHSTANDING THE RADIATION JUST LIKE THOR WITHSTOOD THE DYING STAR IN INFINITY WAR, THE PARALLELS

THE NEW OUTFIT, THE CAPE, HIS HORNED HELMET, OH MY GOD

It looks like an End of Time Aesthetic Version of his Ragnarok Outfit wih the Cracked Kintsugi helmet

Ngl at first I had no idea if he was using his powers to manually destroy, change or preserve the branches.... or weave them together

Oh and to be clear I was crying during like the whole last 20 min of the episode because that was just too many emotions at once

Also can we talk about how freaking cool looking the shots of Loki with the new Helmet and the branches being his cape, were?!

The throne... Oh god the remains of HWR throne...

LOKI'S GLORIOUS PURPOSE WAS TAKING ON THE BURDEN OF THE THRONE HE NEVER WANTED

*starts violently sobbing*

Poetic, Ironic and Heartbreaking, all at the same time

Like, is it extremely cool to see him use his powers to his full potential? Yes definitely.

Were the cinematics beautiful? Yes of course, it was gorgeous, tho the moment I realized he was making Yggdrasil, I started bawling my eyes out, because "You go Loki, show us what you can do"

But I also felt my heart break because Loki is now at the end if time, chose to have to watch over & protect the multiverse, all alone, forever.... (can he leave that place?)

Like this is the very same Loki, who just, 1 episode ago, admitted that he is terrified of being alone, who just wants to be with his friends. L1130 is a Loki who was actually happy and had friends, a place where he felt safe because he could be himself. And he gave EVERYTHING up to give EVERYONE ELSE a chance at life, a life he might not be able to take part in... he can watch, but we dont know if he can interact with them....

I literally talked about that in my reaction/ review from last episode. Sylvie & Loki are both selfish, which is ironically a very human trait (them being gods and all), but unlike Sylvie, Loki would actually give up everything to safe others, which is exactly what he did.

And I know Comic Loki, God of Stories, wrote himself out if the Narrative as well, out of the Story, to look behind the curtain, have a talk with the beings behind everything, but that Loki also had Verity, he had a friend outside of everything, he had someome to talk to, a friend. Verity is one of my fav characters and I would have loved to see her Comic Version too in the MCU, but I saw B-15's Name was revealed to be Verity Willis, so thats is cool Easter Egg :D

Back to Loki, I honestly cant tell which Loki has it the worst... I always thought the main Loki dying to Thanos had it the worst, but he sth akin to a life and he got the chance to mend his relationship with Thor before he died his heroes' death...

Now L1130, in the worst case, is damned to spent eternity alone, the very thing he is scared of, being without his friends, forced to watch from afar as they live life without him, when all he wanted was to be with them... that is unless he can just leave the place whenever he wants to (if the branches allow it I guess?) But if it turns out that he cant leave that place/ or interact with anyone, without everything going down immediately, then I would argue that this Loki's life is worse than the other's death... and I cant believe Im describing Infinity War Loki's Death as a mercy...

Back to the ep...

AFTER?! Right theres an after

The TVA is still intact, with a new leader ship and everyone working together, B-15, OB, Casey and even Ms Minutes is helping?

Mobius looks so sad doing his job though...

Hes gonna LEAVE?! He wants to experience his own life on the timeline, huh... Loki did promise that to Don... and M is going for it, thats sweet actually

Renslayer got sent to the end of time, Alioth waiting for her, well then

Mobius seeing what his life used to be is so sweet, likes how perfectly imperfect is it

Sylvie visits too?

"Its weird Loki's not around" she says and I start bawling my eyes out again, now thats just salting the wound.... at least they remember him

NOOOOO THE SHOT OF LOKI IN HIS THRONE

He is smiling, but he's crying too

Is there ANY Marvel Movie, or Show where Loki doesnt cry?!?! My freaking heart...

Look I know this ending makes rational sense.... and it was defintely epic, and we finally got Loki at his full potential, and yes, Loki being finally recongnized as one of the most powerful MCU characters is cool.

But personally, on an emotional level, that ending is somewhere between bittersweet and absolutely heart breakingly dreadful, because Loki didnt want this, he didnt want the throne, he only did this to save his friends, he gave up his own happiness and I hate it... I know he is happier knowing his friends have a chance at life and that he chose this, but there wasnt much of an choice with HWR....

I just hope that Loki learning to control time means he can at least visit his friend, pop in from time to time, because if him leaving the throne/ the branches means everything could come crashing down, then thats just sad...

And what does that mean for the teased Loki & Thor Reunion?! WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT?! We didnt even get an end credit scene?!

Anyways, I'm gonna rewatch the season the next couple days and go through some theories and head canons and see whether that will change my opinion on the ending, but we'll see.

#Loki #mcu loki #comic loki #marvel loki #loki god of stories #loki series #loki season one #loki season 2 #loki season finale #loki s2 ep6 #glorious purpose #loki spoilers #loki finale #loki2x06 spoilers #screaming crying throwing up #too many emotions #i am bawling #i have not recovered #That finale was so cool but also bittersweet #I dont know what to think #He found his glorious purpose #but at what cost #mobius #sylvie #i am not okay #overwhelmed #hyped #And brainrotting #i just want loki to be happy #i miss loki

[sparrow-the-tired-lesbian]

My thoughts on episode 4

Yay recap

IS OB GONNA BE A MAJOR PLAYER THIS EPISODE?!

Uh oh

WHAT DO YOU KNOW MINUTES

shorter intro today- OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK

are we seeing raw time?

Minutes you’d better shut the fuck up

Oh dear

Time for WHAT

OH NO

OH MY GOD RAVONNA IS A FUCKING GODDESS I AM SO GONE

minutes is out of her head okay 

*shovels candy into my mouth because period*

Hi Victor :)

IS VICTOR GONNA HAVE A MEETING WITH OB I WILL SOB

B15 MY WIFE

Aww Mobius you’re so cute

Haha Loki is so funny 

I’m gonna start saying la di da

B15 makes me so weak lemme just perish

No forgiving and forgetting. We resent and remember.

Chocolate. Soup.

Victor is so relatable

CASEY AND OB ARE SO CLOSE RIGHT NOW JUST KISS BOTH OF YOU

HE KNOWS HIM

THEY KNOW EACH OTHER

OB IS LOSING HIS SHIT

A SNAKE EATING ITS OWN TAIL HE FUCKING SAID IT

I am crying

BROMANCE

OB IS ME

I AM OB

oh this is the scene from the credits

Sylvie my wife

SOMEONE

HER LITTLE SMILE

“And ruined my life” get her son

Loki has to do it

HA HE STRAIGHT UP VOLUNTEERED HIS HUSBAND DIDNT HE

ITS GORGEOUS 

“It’s wearing a helmet it doesn’t look like anyone!”

MY SONS ARE BONDING

PIE WHILE WE WAIT

Sylvie just calm down

Sylvie please leave your brother in law alone

SYLVIE STOP

LOKI WHY ARE YOU LEAVING TOO

Brad stfu. Stop it.

BEA’S HERE 

I’m calling her Bea now. It’s easier and more humanizing than a number.

Bea don’t trust them.

PIE LAND IM DECEASED

“About Mobius” YEAH? YOUR HUSBAND?

Just so we’re clear, we need to get you a therapist, babygirl.

What are the hets on? I see no chemistry between Loki and Sylvie

Oh Loki spitting facts

Hope is hard. Damn that breaks me.

We are gods

Why are you getting closer

LOKI STEP THE FUCK BACk

Oh he’s walking away there we go

Thank god I was about to have a cardiac arrest 

“I know, I have been working on myself” minutes I will sob what are you up to now

MINUTES DONT 

OH MY GOD STOP ALL OF THIS I AM SCARED 

MINUTES’ UNHINGED GRIN WHAT IS GOING ON

BRAD HELP THEM

oh my god

Oh my god I heard that

Oh my god they’re all dead

Oh my god

Oh my god (x99)

Oh no

OB is so cute I’m keeping him in my pocket

Nothing is connecting

Bea look away please 

Oh no no no

Blub blub blub goes the cocoa machine :D

He’s so kind to Dee Dee 

I’m just gonna start naming all of them.

OH NO NO NO

BRAD WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT

I JUST NAMED HIM I WAS ATTATCHED

Ouroboros what do you mean again did Mobius download Tetris once

This is all horrible

Smart Sylvie 

Oh Loki is about to fuckin lose it

You’re going to put him in the room with Minutes?!

OH RAVONNA

“You’re gonna talk when I say you can, and only then” oh my word…*fanning myself with my hands*

RAVONNA I-

MOMMY- SORRY

oh no this is the scene from episode one

LOKI FROM EPISODE ONE

LOKI IS GONNA PRUNE LOKI 

smart Sylvie :)

Oh my god it’s exactly the scene from episode one

Sylvie is so pretty I’m gonna cry

OH THAT WAS A NOISE

LOKI PRUNED LOKI!

THIS IS A TWIST!!!

OH THAT LOOK-

THAT HAS TO BE SO CONFUSING FOR SYLVIE NGL

that little flinch help me

“Huh?”

Pick up the damn phone 

OB!

reboot the system please

Oh Casey don’t do that

TURN IT OFF

hehe minutes is fucking lost

well that was ominous

Get fucked Brad

Oh I know Loki’s gonna have the fangirls raving 

NO RAVONNA!!!!

RAVONNA COME BACK MY BELOVED

Ob thank god you’re back I am suffering some emotional whiplash

Loki is gonna have to go out there…

No no we need more Lokius hurt comfort Victor step the fuck down

Oh come ON

WHY IS OB SO TINY HE COULD FIT RIGHT IN MY POCKET

I just realized that- OH MY GOD TIMELY

WHY IS EVERYTHING EXPLODING

LOKI GET MOBIUS TO SAFETY

if this is the end of the episode-

OH MY FUCKING GOD

#loki #loki season 2 #lokius #loki series #loki laufeyson #mobius #loki odinson #loki x mobius #mobius m mobius #marvel

[heckinconfusedparade]

Nine Finds Sonic Boom Part 2

Part 1 vvvv

Eggman is a determined man. His access to the multiverse has granted him more power than he thought- and with great power, comes great oopsie-daisies.

Orbot and Cubot whisper amongst themselves as Eggman fiddles with the controls for his warp pad. They’re concerned for their safety and for Eggmans safety. He seems pretty hellbent on getting a Tails on his side. They hope that if another Tails comes around it’s someone like Mangey or hell, even a little kid. That would be more fun than a dangerous Tails. Their Tails is dangerous enough because of his inventions little consistent bugs.

Eggman evilly giggles and rubs his hands together like a house fly “it’s ready.. Orbot! Cubot! Pull the lever!!”

“But sir, you’re right next to-“

“JUST PULL THE LEVER YOU LAZY BAGS OF BOLTS!”

Orbot sighs and pulls the lever. The familiar portal opens up, and a small figure appears. Indeed the person to come through is Tails, but he looks.. familiar.

The new Tails glares and growls at Eggman. Eggman screams “NO NO NOT YOU AGAIN!”

Nine doesn’t speak. His eyes dart around as he inspects his surroundings. His 7 mechanical tails spread out as he charges at Orbot and Cubot who cling to each other. “Please don’t hurt us!!“ Cubot pleads.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t.”

Cubot panics “um uhh.. cause we’re cute?”

There’s a pause before Nine lunges at the two robots who start screaming. The two bots end up with their heads on the floor. Orbot says to Cubot “nice going.” To which Cubot says “at least we aren’t dead!” And Orbot shushes him saying “don’t give him ideas.”

Nine approaches Eggman who starts sweating profusely. He presses a button and some badniks pull up. They don’t last a second against Nine. Nine thinks this level of evil is absolutely pathetic and almost laughable. Eggman goes to his desk “I’ve had it with you! You and your stupid spider legs!!”

Nine looks at him “what is ‘spider’? Nevermind. Send me back or else we will have problems.”

Eggman laughs nervously “unfortunately there’s a c-cooldown!” Nine responds by smashing his desk. He starts pulling apart and turning over every furniture in retaliation. “MY BEAUTIFUL FURNITURE PLEASE LEAVE IT ALONE YOU CRETIN!” Eggman pleads. Nine starts going for him. Eggman learns that this kid is FAST.

Nine is chasing Eggman through his own home, he is literally scurrying on the walls like some kind of hell spider. Eggman gets his Eggmobile and hops in to fly away. Guess what? Nines not far behind. He can fly too! And with enough deTERMINATION he can and will last the oceans length.

Sonic is laying on a beach chair catching some nice Z’s in the sunshine. All is calm, all is bright. Until Eggfucker1991 flies over screaming like kittens were just beaten to death with a water bottle in front of him. Sonic at first thinks ‘hm the flies sound really weird today’ but then he opens his eyes and spots the terrified Egg Man. What on Mobius is happening?? Then he spots Nine, and he starts waving his arms frantically to get his attention.

“NINE NINE OVER HERE!!”

Nine looks over and his eyes light up in recognition. He’s seen this bastard before! He leaves Eggman and flies over to Sonic, only now letting the fatigue get to him. Eggman immediately retreats back to his lair, again mumbling about a stupid fox and his stupid spider legs.

Sonic smiles at the little dude “it’s really nice to see you again! You missed quite a bit.”

Nine pants “yeah. Yeah just. Gimme a second.. can’t feel.. my tails..” aaaand he collapses. Sonic looks around in a panic. Nine immediately tries to stand back up, but Sonic stops him and opts to carry him instead. He’s gonna visit the person he knows can make this kid a nutritious meal. AMY!

Sonic reaches Amy’s house in record time and pounds on her door. Amy opens the door looking rather annoyed “you’re gonna break my door-“ she notices Nine in his arms “oh! Nine! Hello!”

Nine gives an acknowledging nod. Sonic barges in and lays Nine on Amy’s pink couch. “What’s wrong with him?” Amy asks, propping Nines feet on a pillow above his head level since he’s looking rather groggy. Sonic tells her about the episode on the beach, and that’s all she needs to start whipping something up. Nine consumes his food like a man starved.. cause he is! He fainted because he had very little to eat. He finished the leftovers from his visit to the SCU a while ago.

Once he’s recovered, it’s time to head out again! But Amy carry’s some snacks in her purse so if Nine gets hungry or feels faint again, he can have something to munch on.

They walk into the village. Sonic lifts his arms up and rests his hands behind his head in a relaxed saunter, “Tails will be happy to see you!” Sonic laughs, “right after he’s done being happy to see his girlfriend.” He nods towards Zooey and Tails in the distance. Zooey has Tails’ hands in hers and they’re talking about something. Tails’ tails begin to wag. Then spin. Then oooh boy he’s taking off! Zooey pulls him back to her for a second to give him a goodbye kiss on the cheek before letting him fly away like a very happy bird. Tails has a stupid puppy love grin as he floats off. Amy coos at the sight. She’s so happy they’re happy! Sonic has a proud smile. Nine is. So confused.

The group follow Tails in the sky until he lands back at home. Tails sighs and droops like those lovey dovey teenage girls in 2000’s shows. He snaps out of it when he sees he has an audience. He scrambles back to his feet and attempts to return to his normal confidence. Now he notices Nine!

“Nine! You’re back!”

“Wasn’t my choice.”

“How so?”

“One second I was cruising through shatterspace, and the next Im in that Dr. Eggmans lair!”

Tails gets to think thonkin. Sonics face lights up as he remembers “NINE CHASED EGGMAN OUT OF HIS LAIR” he says enthusiastically slamming his hand on Nines back. Tails laughs “Aw man I missed it!” Nine steps away from Sonics hand “I also tore things apart, including those weird geometric robots he had.” That last part makes the 3 gasp. “Y-you killed Orbot and Cubot??” Amy stutters. Nine groans that she’s even concerned for those things “no I did not. They were still yapping when I left em. They told me not to dismantle them because they’re cute.” Amy sweats and smiles nervously “don’t you think.. they are kinda cute?” She asks. Nine rolls his eyes “the only thing cute about em is their concept of excuses.” He taps away on his wristband to connect to his shuttle.

Then he remembers something. He looks at Tails “YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND??” His sudden change of tone startles Tails who takes a moment to find words “y-yea! I do! Her names Zooey!” his answer makes Nine raise an eyebrow “and you’re all sappy about it,” Nine says “you flew away looking like my Sonic talking about chilli dogs. You looked dumb.”

Tails frowns “are you not happy for me?”

Nine shrugs “I’m neutral. Romantic relations for the most part allude me. The only girl I’ve ever thought was pretty was someone another Tails already liked. So it’s not that I’m not happy for you, it’s just the idea is mostly foreign to me.”

Tails’ smile returns “oh ok I get it! Tell me about this other Tails!”

Nine shares his experience in the X universe. Being hit by debris in space, meeting Cream and Cheese (Amy is trying to convince Vanilla and Cream to move to Hedgehog island), getting upset with Tails, kicking Knuckles, meeting Cosmo and thinking she was nice, meeting Chris, and the new upgrades Chris and Tails gave his shuttle.

Tails is noting this all in his head. New potential multiverse destination!

Sonic ain’t know who Chris is.

Amy is a little peeved that Nine talked about her other self as annoying, but maybe soon one day she’ll understand.

Nine also talks about his time in the SCU. The others are excited to hear their little rascals are doing well.

Knuckles and Sticks emerge from the tree line, having a small disagreement.

“I can’t believe you did that!” Sticks has her arms stiff to her sides in anger. Knuckles huffs “Im inno-kent-“

Sticks stops to fully turn to Knuckles and glare at him “ITS INNO-SENT!! INNOCENT! Stop watchin tv it’s meltin your last braincell!”

“Bold of you to assume I HAVE a braincell!” Knuckles says with absolute confidence and braggery in his tone. Sticks scoffs. Then the two spot Nine. They run to him to greet their lil friend. Knuckles has learned to not pick up the fox as much as he would love to, but that doesn’t stop his enthusiasm!

Sticks punches the lil man’s shoulder “Hey, Nine! What brings you back to our neck of the woods?”

Knuckles scratches his head confused “the forest has a neck?”

Sticks looks at the echidna with her annoyance towards him resurfacing “no. It’s a figure of speech.”

Nine tells them again about how he chased Eggman out of his lair and destroyed the interior. Sticks and Knuckles get a good laugh out of it!

Tails then asks a question that he’s been pondering for a while now “Did you find your Sonic, Nine?” Nines expression drops “I did.” He scowls. Amy and Sonic look at each other in concern, “then why do you look so upset?” Amy asks.

“Sonic is an idiot. I finally find a place where we could start fresh. I wanted to make a better world with him. The world he lost, and the one I never had. But he insisted that The Grim wasn’t going anywhere and that he’s needed somewhere else. He said some other really stupid things that I’ve pushed out of my head. So I let him leave.” Nine says, glaring at the ground with such heat it could turn to glass, “if he doesn’t want to stay with me, that’s his problem. If he wants to chase a dream that ridiculous, that’s his problem too.”

The others are quiet. They don’t know what to say. Nine has always been alone, and that sucks. He finally finds someone who likes him, and that someone wants to go back to old times, which also sucks.

Nine sighs “I apologize for killing the mood.”

Amy sits him down in the sand “no, don’t apologize. I believe that talking about our feelings is a good way to heal and get everything out in a healthy way. You’ve been through things I couldn’t even begin to imagine how hard it must’ve been. You’re so young. I don’t know if you need to hear this, but I’m proud of you. I’m proud of you for making it this far.”

Nine looks at her disbelief. What a kind thing to say! He’s gonna cry about this later. “Thanks..” he says. He’s gonna be strong for now.

“Sorry to change the topic, but do you happen to know a version of you with a sick Mohawk?” Knuckles asks. Nine raises an eyebrow “nooo..? A Mohawk? What?” He chuckles a little, finding the thought of him with a mohawk absolutely ridiculous.

Tails laughs “his name was Mangey! He’s another version of us, but he acts like a puppy! He was fun.”

“Maybe I’ll meet him one day.” Nine says.

They hear a large splash in the ocean. A few moments later, Shadow but smaller, drags out a smaller Sonic who’s hacking up water.

“Hhhhahk- Shadow” Sonic coughs “why???”

Shadow drops Sonics arm onto the sand “you wouldn’t show me your fancy hand things.”

“SO YOU PIN ME DOWN UNDER WATER??” Sonic lifts his head up “that’s sick, man!”

Shadow narrows his eyes “want to know what’s sick, Sonic? Destroying our world.”

Sonic goes silent.

Shadow notices the others who are looking upon him in shock.

“Why are there two of you?” Shadow asks.

-TO BE CONTINUED-

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic prime #sonic boom #boom sonic #boom tails #boom knuckles #boom amy #tails nine #sticks the badger

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Another post-season ficlet

Last one before the finale (probably). Obviously spoilers for Loki.

Give Me a Choice (Let Me Choose You)

He finds Mobius, alone, sitting at his desk. He isn’t doing anything, just staring at the items on its surface, at the writing on the wall. The peaceful hum from the monitor at the other end of the room provides a reprieve from its previous heralding of the Loom’s explosion. The imbalance of the timelines is over, and a calm Loki struggles to appreciate has settled over the TVA.

“Are you ready to go?” Loki asks him tightly. He isn’t ready, himself. He’ll never be ready.

Mobius doesn’t look at him, just continues to stare at the contents of his desk. It unsettles Loki; he hasn’t known Mobius to take the time to be sentimental about anything except jet skis. 

“This is the only life I’ve ever known,” Mobius says softly. “I don’t know how to leave it.”

“He Who Remains took your life from you,” Loki says. “He took your memories from you. You didn’t get to choose this life.”

“That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t choose it now.” 

“The TVA has destroyed entire timelines’ worth of lives. It’s time to take a new path, and that starts by returning you all to your lives.” Loki says.

“Are you so eager to be rid of me?” Mobius’s voice rises, and he looks at Loki at last. 

“I didn’t say that,” Loki replies, surprised by Mobius’s sudden anger.

“You said you brought us all together in the past. You said you were trying to reverse the effects of the Loom exploding.”

“It didn’t work. It didn’t work, because that’s not actually what I was doing. I was being selfish. But now we’ve fixed the Loom, and the timelines, and it’s time to stop being selfish–”

“Those aren’t your words,” Mobius interrupts, eyeing him. “She told you it was selfish, didn’t she?”

Loki feels the irritation build in him now. He sees the old distrust return to Mobius’s eyes, that resentment of Sylvie he’d held when interrogating him after the TVA picked him and Sylvie up on Lamentis. He can hear the accusations, of conspiring with his other from the beginning, of betraying Mobius, of falling in love with Sylvie. He’d thought they were past this. 

Sitting here now, minutes before he has to say goodbye to Mobius forever, it hurts far more than it did then. Before he’d been confused, still sorting through his feelings for both of them. Now he is sure who he loves, and that person is glaring at him and using the last conversation they’re ever going to have to pick a fight with him. 

“So what if she did, Mobius?” He snaps. “She was right. I was selfish. I am. But I have to stop thinking about what I want. What I want doesn’t matter.”

“Who is she to accuse you of being selfish, when she caused the timelines to disintegrate? She refused to accept responsibility for her actions and the Loom exploded and she still thinks she can dictate what happens next for everyone. She told you everyone should return to their pasts, too, right?” He doesn’t wait for an answer. “How is that any different than what He Who Remains did?”

Loki huffs and gets up, turning to leave. He doesn’t want this to be how they part, but there’s a lump in his throat, and crying in front of Mobius isn’t how he wants to end it, either. 

“Yeah, go back to her.” Mobius mutters darkly. Loki opens his mouth to respond, but finds he has nothing to say to that that won’t come out broken. 

He gets two steps to the door before he sees Sylvie in front of him. She stalks forward, halting his retreat.

“Sit down,” she orders him. She gives him a firm look that leaves no room for argument, then fixes the same expression on Mobius to keep him in place. Mobius looks frustrated but remains in his seat as Loki drops back into his own chair. Sylvie sits on the desk, glaring at both of them.

“First of all, don’t use me as an excuse to turn your heartbreak over leaving each other into a fight.” She says. Loki glances at Mobius, who meets his gaze briefly, looking a little guilty. Loki frowns at him apologetically before returning his gaze to Sylvie. 

“Second of all, I was wrong.” She says this to Loki. “You aren’t selfish for wanting to be with your friends. I’ve spent so long running, so long wanting to be free to just stay in one place, so long without anyone in my life that I’ve convinced myself I don’t need anyone. I assumed everyone else would want that, too, as soon as they knew the truth about He Who Remains and what he did. 

“I thought the right thing was to send you back to your past,” she says to Mobius. “But you’re right, not offering you a choice is just the same thing He Who Remains did, in reverse. That wasn’t fair to you, and I’m sorry. You should make your own decision.”

“What made you change your mind?” Mobius asks.

Sylvie frowns, embarrassed. “I was speaking with B-15. She’s staying, by the way.” Then she looks between them. “Don’t waste what might be your last words to each other by fighting. Seriously.” There’s a worrying look in her eyes, like she’s remembering something, and Loki isn’t sure he wants to know what it is. 

She gets off the desk and starts to walk away, but pauses. “Oh, and for what it’s worth,” she adds, glancing at Mobius. “There isn’t any romance here.” She gestures between herself and Loki. “Never has been.” She raises her eyebrows at Loki, and he smiles and shakes his head in agreement. Then she leaves them alone.

Loki forces himself to look at Mobius, though with Sylvie gone, the awkwardness in the cubicle has somehow increased. 

“I’m sorry,” Loki says, at the same time Mobius does, too. They smile tentatively at one another. 

“What do you want?” Loki asks him softly, heart in his throat. He isn’t sure he wants to hear Mobius’s answer, but just a moment ago he was arguing with his best friend, and before that, he had been convinced he was coming to tell Mobius goodbye. 

“What do you want?” Mobius counters.

Loki huffs, but it’s gentler than before, and he doesn’t break eye contact. “I asked you first,” he says, tone betraying his nerves as it shakes. He sees in Mobius’s gaze that the other man notices.

“You’re staying here.” Mobius murmurs; Loki nods, swallowing. Mobius searches his face, and then his eyes widen a fraction at whatever he sees there. “I thought you knew.”

“Knew what?” Loki frowns, unable to look away, unable to even consider what Mobius could mean by that. Please, just tell me. Break my heart or restore it to life. I can’t wait any longer.

Mobius’s gaze softens impossibly further. “Loki. I love you. I have for a while, probably since before I was pruned. I want to be wherever you are, if that’s something you want.”

Loki stares at him. “Mobius,” he breathes. Suddenly, the distance between them is too much. He doesn’t know how he was ever going to let this man go back to the timeline, when the mere inches between their chairs is too far for him. He gets up, closing the distance between them. 

Mobius must be able to see his feelings on his face, because the agent reaches up when he’s close enough and cradles his face. Loki leans into the touch. “I love you, too. I want you to stay. I want you to stay with me.”

Mobius leans forward and kisses him. 

“Do you want to know something?” Mobius murmurs against his lips when they break apart, his eyes still closed. Loki hums in response. “There’s not a chance in hell you were going to get rid of me, even if I got as far as the timeline.”

The admission makes Loki’s heart twist in a wonderful way, and he kisses Mobius again. “I’m glad to hear it,” he whispers, “because I didn’t know how I was going to say goodbye to you again.”

Mobius frowns at the quiver in his voice and brushes his thumb over Loki’s cheek. Loki realizes he’s crying. 

“How many times did the timelines die?” Mobius asks softly, brows knitting together in concern.

“I lost count.” But he’d meant Mobius being pruned, too, and leaving him to go to the Citadel, and maybe even following Sylvie onto Lamentis. 

“It’s over.” Mobius assures him, pulling him down into an embrace. “And I’m staying.”

#loki #loki tv show #loki season 2 #loki season 2 spoilers #mobius m mobius #sylvie laufeydottir #lokius #lokius fanfic #my fanfiction #my writing #they will all become friends in this storyline too they just aren't there yet

[xtinyslip]

continued from here.

there was nothing pleasant about this woman at all or if there was he was yet to see that side of her. he had never asked for any of this, kang had dragged him through the shit and if that wasn't bad enough -- now the pitbull he'd left behind wanted to do the exact same thing. "well you know what they do say? never say never." his comment was more of a sarcastic mumble, more to himself than anything because no, he had no expectations that loki was going to want him back after this. still, he wasn't ruling it out. they deserved a chance but if loki didn't want to give him one -- he'd respect it. he'd have no other choice. oh, mobius had plenty to say regarding what she had done to her own mother. however, he knew it was in his best interests to agree and keep his mouth shut. it sucked to be this janet lady but he also couldn't afford to make it his problem. "yeah, you sure stuck it to her. huh? good for you." it was all he could say. she really was expecting a thank you? "i'm not sure that's how this works but sure... THANKS." he wasn't thankful for anything that she had done for him, any of it but if it got her to let him walk out of here then he'd say what he had too. "well, me and this punchable face should really get going..." he wasn't asking, he was telling her that he was leaving. "if you want to be left alone? a do not disturb sign might be a good idea but what do i know?" because apparently he knew nothing. “then, good for them. hopefully i’ll be invited to the wedding.” no sarcasm but obviously he didn’t exactly mean what he was saying either. it was a difficult position to be in because he fully understood why loki would go for tony. who wouldn’t? “what the --” mobius would have fought back but... he knew he couldn’t make a scene so he let her guards check him. “i’ve just got out of prison. you really think i’m stupid enough to carry a weapon on me?” a weapon he was sure would wreck his bail and land him straight back in that cell immediately. no. not happening. “next time? funny you think there’ll be a next time.” he wasn’t going to step foot anywhere he thought she might be. mobius didn’t know what was going through her twisted mind but he wanted no part of it. “you made your point. you made a scene. now i’m going. leave you to plan your important surprise.”

@lcvenderhcze

#mobius ; convo #mobius ; hope #tw: mental health #tw: weapon mention #tw: violence mention #she's scaring me here #not gonna lie #haha #hfghdk

[oh-three]

Loki S2E6:

LOOK AT THE EPISODE NAME. SOMETHING'S GOING DOWN TODAY. (Also, this is the same name of S1E1).

Holy shit, it's an hour long.

The Marvel Studios logo is going backwards in time 👀

Time to watch Victor die again.

The first of many times.

Rip.

TIME LOOP!

Miss Minutes 🤣

Oh, well, that one was gruesome. Nice close-up of poor Victor's skull.

Loki: speedrunning the plan Sylvie: 🤨

He's actually gonna make OB teach him everything to make the next loops faster.

WAIT, REALLY. I did not expect the "centuries later" timecard, omg.

"Do not set the Multiplier down, or it will roll off the gangway." I wonder how many times that happened.

MOBIUS JUST CURSED 👀

There's the microphone shot.

HE'S ACTUALLY DOING IT. COME ON, VICTOR, YOU CAN DO THIS.

Suit integrity's failing....

HE DID IT.

Victor ain't gonna make it. I have never been so glad to be wrong.

It feels too good to be true. Something's gonna happen.

"The Loom is overloading again." Noooooooooooo 😭

"You can't scale for infinite. It's like trying to divide by zero." He's not even wrong. Damn, they were so close.

"It's almost as if as soon as the timelines started branching, this was doomed to happen." Yeah, and who helped create that problem, hmm?

YEAH, OKAY, THAT MAKES SENSE. BACK TO THE BEGINNING. HELLO, S1 FINALE.

Do it right this time, Loki.

Now he has to fight Sylvie a few dozen times, brilliant.

My heart is breaking all over again.

"If you want to stop me, you'll have to kill me." DUDE, IF IT ACTUALLY COMES DOWN TO THAT, I WILL LOSE MY MIND.

"So, how many times have you been at this?" Lmaooo, He Who Remains might be a time tyrant, but he is hilarious af. And scarily smart.

Oh. He froze time. Neat.

A COUPLE THOUSAND? This man is having way too much fun. Leave Loki alone.

He would totally mock his variant, oof. Be nice to Victor.

I can't decide if he's encouraging Loki or trying to keep him from stopping the Loom's overloading. Or if he just hates Sylvie that much.

OH, HELLO, S1E1.

Loki realizing that past Mobius doesn't know the Timekeepers were fake 😂

He's pretty much just telling him to kill Sylvie, omg. But also, that eight-year-old story is heartbreaking. Holy fuck, it was Renslayer.

"You just choose your burden." Ouch.

'Goodbyes' plays/Mobius spagettifies NO. I WISH I DIDN'T MEMORIZE THE NAME OF THIS TRACK FROM THE S1 ALBUM. Thank god for the timeslipping.

"I'm not giving you my blessing, if that's what you're waiting for." We'd never want you to, Sylvie. We'd never want you to. That might make it hurt even more.

Alright, Loki, what's the plan. Are we killing Sylvie and breaking everyone's hearts, or are we just letting them go back to the timelines as who they were meant to be?

Whoa, this guy's going out there himself. Without gear.

"I know what kind of god I need to be...for you. For all of us." 😭

Ooooh, now that's an iconic look. Definitely looks more like it's from the comics, that's for sure.

Oh, shit, there goes the fucking Loom. Is that undoable?

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Loki, the God of Stories.

Also, I can't not mention the music. It's beautiful.

Well, there's one way to get back to the end of time.

HIS CAPE IS MADE OUT OF TIMELINES. HOLY SHIT.

sits down in the pristine golden throne in a crumbling castle

YGGDRASIL.

Oh god, they brought Miss Minutes back.

And, yay, OB's out of the shadows at last!

Oooh, Quantumania Kang reference.

"You're leaving." I don't know if I should be happy for him or fucking devastated. Mobius, don't go 😭 (all the same, he's earned it. and he's got good reason).

B-15 literally is the perfect person to run the TVA, though. They've got that right.

New TVA guidebooks 👀

A Victor Timely that got to live out life as he was meant to. ❤

Ravonna in the Void (good riddance)

GET HER, ALIOTH.

Mobius watching Don and his sons 😭

Oh, what's up, Sylvie

"It's the best house on the block." He's totally biased. But he should be allowed to be.

I love how supportive Sylvie is of him going back. She shouldn't have criticized him for it, but she's damn proud of him for having the courage to actually do it.

Is Loki just. Going to sit on that throne for all of eternity? That is so depressing. He sacrificed his life in a completely different way- he didn't die for the timelines, he decided to live for them, to literally be the one thing that lets them all flow. He really is the God of Stories.

Something tells me there won't be a season three..

#rip d-90 #guess he really is gone #unless he somehow evades alioth #i hope it eats ravonna #loki spoilers #loki series #mcu #I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS RIGHT NOW

[hertzdo]

OYE OYE this is my first fanfic EVER (I mean the first I publish for real) It’s about Dirk Gently AND Loki, this is very short for now ‘cause i’m still hospitalized (psy ward, what a fun experience (spoiler: no)) English isn’t my first language, I don’t really know where I’m going with it but I hope you will enjoy? Check out my others tumblr btw :  https://art-saved-my-faith-in-humanity.tumblr.com/ https://lenaylei.tumblr.com/ https://icarusnlokiagainstthesoulkiller.tumblr.com/ https://twitter.com/Lenaylei and my twitter if you want to see me rage against Macron and the nazis

# One

Because the Universe was never kind. And because Dirk Gently knew what it was to feel directionless. But he never felt as directionless as he felt at this moment. He never felt as drowned into the void, as thrown into the abyss of the nothingness, as alone facing the beginning of the end, as he felt at this moment. Because right now, the Universe was silent. And it never was a good omen.

The constant buzzing inside his head was gone. Muted. Far away. Unreachable. Gone.

The thing is, it wouldn't be so concerning if it had happened during a case or a stressful situation like, let's say, *Blackwing*, but no.

Dirk Gently woke up like he did every morning, in his bed, in his appartement, at the Ridgley's, and the Universe was just gone.

Well, he knew it wasn't just *gone*, the Universe didn’t just stop existing, it doesn't work like that (what does work like that anyway) it just stopped its static, its constant buzzing and its pull and its *voices* and-

His phone started buzzing. Because of course it did.

“Yes Todd, I'm awake” he yawned through his phone.

“Dude, where are you, it's like, wait, it's past 3, I’m waiting for you?”

Already this late? He didn't realized he was this late, he didn't realized he didn't even tried to get out of his bed actually. He sighed.

“Dirk? You there?” Todd seemed slightly concerned. But it was an assumption and Dirk didn't like doing assumptions when he was late, without the Universe nudging his back and-

“Dirk, just get your ass up here” Todd seemed now less concerned and more annoyed.

“Yes Todd, right away Todd!

- And bring coffee!

- Coffee?!

- Yes we got a case, now come on dude!”

Dirk started getting up.

“A case? Are you sure about that?

- What do you mean I'm sure about that?

- Nevermind, getting coffee, wait woops- stupid table, bye Todd”

By new case Dirk didn’t excepted this: a man, falling from a strange magical door, working for the TVA, landing directly in the office of the agency.

“Where is Mobius ? Where am I? Who are you ? What the Hel happened again? What- - Hey there slow down would you mate ? My name is Todd, and this is my friend Dirk, he’s a detective- - Yeah about that- - Shut it! As I said he’s a detective. And you who are you? Who is Mobius ? - What year are we, what is this place, is this Midgard ? Dirk took a big inspiration,  - Midgard ? Waitwaiwaiwait are you like from Asgard ? Thor etc ? - Thor’s my brother, yes.

Big silence in the room

- So you are telling me you are Loki, correct ? Asked Dirk - I didn’t say anything. - Oh yes you did! - No I did not! Nevermind I’m leaving forget about me, got business to do. Todd scaugh, - No I mean, what the Hell was that door, who are you working with, are you planning total annihilation again ? - What the fuck Todd ? - I’m serious, this man tried to enslave humanity once! - IT WASN’T- it wasn’t, I wasn’t really myself at this period of the timeline, please I need to find my partner let me go at once! - Your partner, is he Asgardian too ? - ENOUGH! - Todd stop please. Look, Sir, we are a detective agency, maybe we can help you found your partner ? - I really doubt that. - I mean, you quite landed in my office - I’m sorry about that ? Wasn’t part of the plan. - And what was the *plan* then ? - I’m not telling you, for the last time, let me go, there is no need for violence but you won’t stop me for long. - Alright alright chill man, you can go - Sir, if you ever need a detective don’t hesitate

Loki rolled his eyes - “sir” .

He started walking away when one question remained unresponded: - Actually, could you tell me at least what the year is ? Dirk and Todd exchanged gazes. - 2023, Sir - Crap” He walked away.

#dirk gently #loki #Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency #loki tva #my first published fanfic #how people do to have scenario in their head ? #I mean i'm just writing what comes in my head #I'm not planning the story I don't know what to do that #guess I'll learn ? #lmao #sorry I talk to much #see you #bye #COME ON #POST IT #YOU CAN DO IT #please be kind to me I'm traumatized

[l-sincline]

Cybernetics Chapter 25

Amy Rose is a mechanic, plain and simple. But aside from that, she feels utterly alone in a cruel world where she makes just enough to scrape by. One night she’s visited by a mysterious Cyborg that needs his arm fixed, little does she know this repair will change her life.

Flung from the confines of her normal life, Amy finds herself working with Anarchists set on creating a new life for themselves and the poor people of Mobius. The only downside? Seeing who she thought was her best friend fight against her.

AO3 Tags:  Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Amy Rose/Shadow the Hedgehog, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Amy Rose (Sonic the Hedgehog), Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles “Tails” Prower, Dr. Eggman | Dr. Robotnik, Rouge the Bat, Whisper the Wolf, Cream the Rabbit, Knuckles the Echidna, Badnik (Sonic the Hedgehog), E-123 Omega, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Cyberpunk, Angst, Slow Burn, Partners in Crime

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The abandoned outer ring was eerily silent, despite its influx of occupants. Though, ever since they’d found Silver, Amy couldn’t help but wonder how many other Mobians were really living here. The sun was beginning to set, Tails had fashioned a fire with the help of a gentler flame from Omega. The command had come quietly from her own mouth, Go help him set the fire, Omega. And Omega had quietly complied. 

They were split, Sonic and Knuckles stood at the other side of the fire, talking lowly- but animatedly- to each other. Rouge stood, watching them, from their own side of the fire. Amy sat on the ground, hugging her knees to her chest, and eventually Shadow huffed and moved from Rouge’s side, sitting down next to her with a thump. His cloak fluttered only momentarily before following him down to conceal the rest of his body, as usual. Though, he’d removed his hood. 

“Do you think this is worth it?” He muttered.

“I don’t know. They haven’t attacked us yet.” She pointed out.

“Still.” He replied, “Stay on guard.” 

“Thinking up an attack plan over there?” Sonic’s bristly voice cut through the clearing. 

“You were chatting up a storm with that buffoon not even a moment ago!” Rouge snapped back, waving a hand at the android echidna. 

“Hey-!” The echidna began to respond, but Tails interrupted.

“Stop!” He cried as Omega moved to go stand by Rouge, “We can’t get anything done if we just fight the whole time.” 

“And what exactly are we supposed to ‘get done’ here, Tails?” Amy snapped, Shadow glanced over to her before looking back to Tails and nodding affirmatively.

“We have to work together to take down Robotnik.” There was a heavy silence, Tails locked eyes with Amy, even though she hadn’t responded, “I know you agree with me Amy.”

“What’s it matter if I agree with you?” She responded, extending her feet and leaning back on her hands, “You and your stupid Blue Blur have done nothing but attack us and make our job harder, how are any of us supposed to know that this isn’t just an attempt at insider take down?”

“Do you really think that little of me?” Tails shot back, Sonic had seemed like he was about to speak, but shut his mouth. 

“Yeah, actually, I do.” She narrowed her eyes, “It’s pretty hard to trust you from my perspective, Tails. You leave me and then the first time I see you in person in months is to try and capture me. And why? Because you want information on him-” Amy pointed harshly to Shadow, “-a guy I barely even knew at the time. All he’d done for me was pay me way more money than I thought I deserved and take me out to a nice dinner as part of that payment. But all of a sudden, because you couldn’t just talk to me like a friend, I'm suddenly an accessory to crime.” 

Tails opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Amy once more.

“And I’m not finished yet! Come to find out, this ‘criminal’ you’ve accused me of partnering with, isn’t even really a criminal! He was doing work to help mobians like me, mobians like us, Tails! I guess you just forgot what it’s like to live out there in those back alleys as soon as you moved away, huh?” Amy took a deep breath and stared angrily at Tails. The clearing had regained it’s previous silence, save for the crackling of the fire. 

She could feel all eyes burning into her, and she willed Tails to respond. She wanted him to say anything, not even an apology at this point, even an excuse would have sufficed, but the fox stared at her dumbfounded, seemingly by the amount of suppressed rage she had unloaded on him- and even then she was controlling herself. Much to her disappointment, it was Sonic that spoke next.

“Hold on a second- ‘help mobians like us’, what do you mean?” 

“Me and Tails? We’re both from the outer ring.”  Amy could only say this as if it was a ‘duh’ moment.

“I thought you only wanted the chips?” Sonic turned his attention to Shadow. 

“Well you never sat me down over tea to ask about it, did you?” Shadow spat, “No. The chips are a personal project, they just happen to be in the hands of a lot of people that don’t deserve them.” 

“It’s the same for us.” Tails finally spoke again as he shifted back to sonic and the android. “Chips are a side project, we mean to save the citizens of Mobius.” 

“Then why, pray tell, have you spent so much of your time attacking us?” Rouge asked. 

It was silent again. 

“I guess we’ve only been thinking about you in terms of the chips.” Sonic addressed Shadow again, “You only came to mind when we were talking about the chips, you’ve always been at one of the chips. So that’s all I saw you as, someone who wasn’t me trying to get the chips.” 

“What do you want the chips for?” The echidna asked Shadow. 

Amy sucked on her teeth as she glanced at Shadow. She wasn’t even sure what he wanted the chips for, he’d just referenced that it was personal, and something about going back in time. 

“What do you want the chips for?” Shadow shot back at Sonic, both were silent. 

“Okay, okay- forget about the chips.” Amy spoke up, “What one or the other needs them for isn’t important right now. It’s getting it away from Robotnik.”

“Who knows what he’ll do with it if he has it for much longer…” Tails echoed quietly. 

All was silent again. Amy couldn’t say she didn’t like it- at this point the group being silent seemed to be when the most thought happened. It was good for them to lull before they accidentally tripped back into fighting. 

“I have a plan.” Shadow spoke up, “Listen carefully, I think this’ll be easier than it sounds.”

#sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #amy rose #Miles Tails Prower #rouge the bat #knuckles the echidna #cybernetics #sonic au #sonic fanfiction #cyberpunk au #shadamy #sinclines writing

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I posted 2,645 times in 2022

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I tagged 1,483 of my posts in 2022

Only 44% of my posts had no tags

#our flag means death - 145 posts

#stranger things - 90 posts

#hannibal - 81 posts

#loki - 73 posts

#succession - 69 posts

#loki series - 68 posts

#mobius m. mobius - 52 posts

#eddie munson - 50 posts

#ugly laughter - 46 posts

#the sandman - 44 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#five minutes of awkward silence eventually replaced by him starting to tell me in detail the workings of elevators and the odds of us dying

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

cries i love your loki memes

Thank you 😊 I appreciate the support of my meme follies.

1 note - Posted October 24, 2022

#4

Spotify being down causing such a level of distress worldwide really says a lot about our lives…

1 note - Posted March 8, 2022

#3

This is my cat. Her everyday name is Good Girl, but her full name (as written on her pedigree) is Good Girls Go to Heaven.

So you can imagine, based on that, how much Meat Loaf’s music means to me. I’m genuinely upset by this loss. I mean yeah, he had deeply problematic political opinions, but in this case I’m happy to separate art from the artist. Bat Out of Hell is one of my favourite albums of all time, ever since I was a child. It’s one of those cases of “your dad played it a lot and you automatically imprinted on it”. I think we owned it on fucking cassette tape? So yeah, his music is intrinsically tied to my childhood.

Rest in peace, Mr. Loaf.

2 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#2

I am so very bad at actually doing these things, but I was tagged by the lovely and talented @gavotteangel, so I finally got off my butt and went to town.

Fanfic Writer 20 Questions!

1. how many works do you have on ao3? A measly 31. But in my defense, I’m ancient, so I have posted at least twice as many on LiveJournal back in the day.

2. what’s your total ao3 word count? 162,236  

3. how many fandoms have you written for and what are they? Six are represented on AO3, including a mix of various RPF fandoms, Hannibal, Law and Order: SVU, A Series of Unfortunate Events, and recently Loki. But back in my teenage years I wrote fic in the Lord of the Rings fandom, Harry Potter, and as I got older even more diverse RPF, mostly centered around US political media and, uh... Top Gear. Look, I have a past, okay, leave me alone.

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

Assemble, a lighthearted, non-graphic-but-still-very-shippy Marvel RPF

As Loud as the Hell You Want, smutty Will Graham/Frederick Chilton

The Ties That Bind, a Barisi soulmate AU

Arrest Me - another Barisi fic, this one smutty

Young Police Cadet Bottoms for Busty Blonde - a Carisi/Amaro (and Carisi/OFC) porn fic where I’m actually super proud of the title. it really sets the tone 😂

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not? Almost always. If you took the time to comment, I will take the time to say thank you. Especially when I get the really juicy comments, like those that quote favourite lines and stuff. I love those comments, they’re so helpful!

6. what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? I’m really bad at following through on angst, I wrap that shit up with a vaguely happy ending. That said, Control You is pretty bad. It’s also locked, because I lock RPF religiously. kill them; kill them with fire is technically still a WIP, so it doesn’t count, although it’s some of the angstiest fic I’ve written.

7. do you write crossovers? Not so much these days, but I used to

8. have you ever received hate on a fic? Oh yes, before the US Pundit fandom hid all the RPF away in secret, thoroughly locked LJ communities, there were some pretty ugly instances of hate going around.

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind? Ahahaha, yes, I do. 23 of those 31 fics are rated E. And it was the same back on LJ.

10. have you ever had a fic stolen? Not as far as I know.

11. have you ever had a fic translated? I’ve received requests for a couple of fics to be translated into Russian. I gave my permission, but I have no idea if they followed through with it.

12. have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes. Way back when I was 18 I had a 42 year old BFF from California who shared my brand of absurd humour and we co-wrote a sprawling 20K+ Pundit RPF comedy zombie AU, where we took turns writing the chapters as we went along, playing off what the other person had written in the previous chapter. I was a great experience, like the fic equivalent of improv comedy groups. An entire story based on ‘yes, and...’ as a concept.

13. what’s your all-time favorite ship? I can’t possibly answer that question, I’m a bit of a whore in this respect. I mix and match. Although judging from my AO3 account it’s Chilly/Willy and Barisi, and it’s true that I love those ships.

14. what’s a wip that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? kill them; kill them with fire probably. It’s a ASOUE Zombie AU with stand-alone chapters focusing on different characters in different locations, but in a vaguely chronological order. Can you tell that I adore zombie AUs? Anyway, I was very proud of this one, because this particular zombie apocalypse is totally “realistic” in-universe. It takes an existing killer-fungus danger and replaces ‘certain death’ being the result of infection with ‘zombies’ being the result. So yes, it’s The Last of Us-style “zombies”. I actually stole the terminology from there as well, because I couldn’t be bothered with creating too much lore. I never care about the actual zombie horror anyway, I care about the human reaction to a deadly crisis. 

15. what are your writing strengths? A writer I admired very much in ye olden days once told me that I was good at blending genres and moods organically, in those day it was combinations of action, humour, and smut. She then asked me, me, for advice on a fic. I still think about that every single time I feel down.

16. what are your writing weaknesses? Definitely a tendency for overly detailed, flowery, self-indulgently elaborate prose. I spent years forcing myself to use a plain ‘said’ more often, because God knows I struggled with the concept from the beginning. And commas. So many commas. I often joke that Ernest Hemingway would fucking deck me if he was alive and reading my stuff. Oscar Wilde would you rather discuss writing with? Case closed.

17. what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in another language? I think it’s fine in controlled doses, especially if you consult native speakers to confirm that google translate isn’t about to make you look really silly to native speakers of the language in question.

18. what was the first fandom you ever wrote for? Lord of the Rings, I think? At least in English. I was 14 when the first film came out, so it was around then. It was really bad. English is my second language, and my grammar... left something to be desired. Okay, technically I wrote fic for The Hobbit first, because our teacher was pretty cool when it came to assigning various writing challenges, and in this case he made us all write fanfic that should be a twist on the pretty anticlimactic (according to him) ending of the book. I proceeded to literally kill off half the dwarves in a gruesome Smaug-fight. Very indiscriminately, I might add. Completely random. Just piling up dead, scorched dwarves for shits and giggles.

19. what’s your favorite fic you’ve ever written? Okay, bear with me here, but I’m just really proud of Young Police Cadet Bottoms for Busty Blonde. Probably the smuttiest smut I’ve ever written. I enjoyed every second of the writing process, I had a wonderful time, and it lives up to its title in terms of balls to the wall PWP insanity.  A Guide to Recognizing Your Ghosts and Unfortunate Living Arrangements are also up there, because I’m still a Chilton fangirl at heart.

20. who do you tag? all of my old ASOUE peeps! @beatricebidelaire, @virginian-wolfsnake, @kitsnicket etc. etc. You know who you are.

6 notes - Posted November 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Nine months clean and sober. The party I’m dolled up for is for my dad’s though, he turns 60 today.

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[wildcatofgreen]

✈

memory meme

✈ — an eye-opening memory

"Eye-opening?" She tilted her head, "What does that even mean? Like..."

She sat and thought for a moment. It was hard to even understand the question, let alone think of answer. Wasn't impossible, but... where to begin, even? If she could just get a better picture of what they meant by eye-opening, she could--

And there goes the gemerald again, pulsating, glowing, thinkin' it knows everythin' and sierra.

Well, why not hand it off? Sure, gemerald--show the class what you brought for show and tell.

---

"Ya wanted to talk, Sony?" The wildcat stepped out of the treehouse's automatic doors, hand on her hip, brow raised. She saw the white hedgehog sitting on the edge of the balcony, twiddling his thumbs? Looked like he was contemplating something.

He looked up at the wildcat--his girlfriend--with a smile. A shakey, nervous kind of smile. He pat the empty space next to him, inviting her to sit along with him.

And she did. Took no effort at all--she even scooched closer to him, looking up at the orange sky. Nearing night, by now. Been a real lazy day.

Usually the three of them--Lilac, Carol and Sonar--would've spent all day doin' somethin', but for some reason, two out of the three weren't feeling it. And Carol wasn't gonna force anything if they didn't wanna. Let 'em be, let 'em be. No harm in it.

"Listen, Carol," he started, twiddling with a guitar pick, "I don't have an easy way to say this."

Wait...

A pit fell in her stomach.

What was happening here?

"I just... I wanna leave."

"What?" She whispered, her face turning to him, fully.

"I, I wanna make it clear! I don't have anything against you, o-or Lilac!"

No. No no no no no. This...

This wasn't happening.

"I just, it's so--"

"Please don't leave me."

"Huh?" He looked over at the wildcat--oh shit.

Her face was turned into a frown, she had her fists balled, sniffling ever so slightly.

She repeats herself, "Please Sony, please don't leave me."

And all at once, he realized his mistake.

"No, no no no no no, babe you got it wrong!" He wrapped her in a hug, almost panicked, quickly trying to amend his mistake. "I'm not leaving you. We're not breaking up. I promise, that's not what this is."

She stayed silent. She didn't return the hug.

"I'm moving out, okay? I should have been more clear, god damn it," he cursed himself, his old habits peaking in again, "I would never leave you, sweetheart. I promise."

She sniffled.

He broke the hug. He stared into her eyes, her beautiful emerald eyes, a sorrowful expression painted on them. Fuck, fuck, why wasn't he more clear about this? Say ''moving out'' immediately, not leave.

"Why would you want to move out?" She spoke softly, quietly, obviously still hurt.

"I... It's just cramped--"

"But... but Milla isn't here anymore!" Her voice raised, "There's a bunch more space now!!! You could just..." she trailed off.

"I'm sorry, okay? I just... I've lived by myself for years, back on Mobius. I've had my own for so long, and yeah, living with you and your friends was nice, really nice, but," he balled a fist over the pick, before tightening his grip. "I just need something else.

"You two," he put a hand on her shoulder, "You made that house for each other. Don't you think it's better that it stayed that way?"

!!!

She looked away from him immediately, biting her tongue.

Did he... Did he know?

He recoiled, pulling his hand back, "I'm sorry Carol. I really am.

"If it means anything, you can come to my place anytime. I won't be far."

---

She grit her teeth.

So. That's what it meant.

A sigh. She pinched the bridge of her nose.

"I was really dumb, back then, wasn't I?

"Probably figured it out a long time ago, honestly. Just too nice to say anything. Like I was so slick.

"Almost lost him because of my stupid shit."

She crossed her arms. She was really lucky, wasn't she?

#sonorous-strings #musical tea #asks #anonymous #carol's cruisings #carol's adventures #meme answers

[leos-regression-cove]

All The Lessons I Never Learned

21. Sunday (Sort of) Afternoon in the Park

Synopsis: Loki and Thor find a date to go to Central Park with Mobius and Sylvie. However, they quickly learn that plans need to change as Sylvie's having an extra little day.

Word count: 5,897

Stand Alone?: yes

Warnings: Diapers/wetting/potty training, public changing, crying/tantrums,

Notes: It wouldn't be a me fic without an itty bitty little!

Read it on AO3!

"When are we going, Loki?" Thor asked as Loki made himself a cup of tea. Disrupting the quiet Sunday morning Loki had been hoping to have. "I'm ready. See? I put my shoes on." 

"Not for a while," Loki answered, letting the excitement roll off him and observing that Thor had not, in fact, put the shoes on properly and he’d have to do it already.  "Mobius suggested eleven." 

"That's forever away!" Thor whined in response. 

"It'll go quickly."

Thor frowned but sat down in his chair for breakfast as Loki poured the both of them bowls of cereal regardless. 

"By the time we’re both bathed and dressed, it'll be time to leave," he elaborated. 

"Mh," Thor grunted as he boredly shoveled cereal into his mouth.

"Are you excited to see Sylvie again?" Loki asked, changing the subject, even though he knew that the two littles saw each other nearly every day.

"Yeah," the little said with a bubbling smile. "I wanna see her house because she said she's got lots of car tracks. And she has a tablet her papa got her but it doesn't come to school or play."

Loki nodded understandingly and listened as Thor rattled off more about his friend, occasionally reminding him to eat and not just talk by pointing at the little’s cereal bowl with his spoon. 

The rest of the morning happened just as quickly as Loki had predicted: Thor bathed himself under Loki's supervision, as the adult leaned in the doorway and played on his phone, only occasionally asking if he used soap or got behind his ears. 

The little was even a big enough kid today to get dressed on his own, even though he didn't dry his beard and hair quite enough and got his shirt all wet when he tried to put it on. 

There was, of course, also an argument over having to wear training pants instead of real underwear. 

Loki had to remind him that not only did Thor not have any "real" underwear, but he was also hardly potty trained and wouldn't want to have an accident in front of Sylvie. 

This was begrudgingly accepted. 

It was a muggy and cloudy day out, but that was pretty typical for New York, and even though the walk to the decided meeting space was further than usual, Thor was much too excited to be dreary about it.  

He skipped ahead, but was held by the hand and forced to be close to his brother. His dog-shaped backpack was filled with changing supplies, a few snacks, a water bottle, and a couple of toys that would fit to pad it out and make sure it could barely be opened or closed. 

When they arrived, Loki sat down on the bench that both him and Mobius had agreed upon, one right in front of the Tarr Family Playground and checked his watch after taking Thor's backpack off and setting the tot to go play. 

11:05. Loki felt rather silly that he had thought he was the one who was going to keep Mobius waiting. 

Mobius seemed like such a punctual man; it felt off to Loki that he'd be late, but he figured that he'd wait it out and let Thor play. 

A few minutes later, Thor ran up to him and asked where Sylvie was. 

Loki checked his phone for texts and they worked on constructing a message together, which Thor proofread despite not being able to read much English. 

It wasn’t like this was a difficult to find piece of the park either: Between the outer fence, a small pond, the playground, and a good cover of trees, but there wasn't much room for missing someone, and even though it was Sunday, it was naptime for most littles and children, so Loki and Thor were pretty much alone aside from the ducks in the pond, and the occasional cyclist or jogger on the concrete path. 

After another few minutes of waiting, Thor began to get bored of running around the playground alone, and Loki started to get anxious and fidgety. Then, there was a click-clack noise and heavy breathing. It almost sounded like you’d expect a tiny model steam train to.

At first, Loki assumed that this was probably just another passerby with a baby, maybe out for a naptime jog. But as they got closer, he realized that it was, in fact, Mobius. 

The man was slightly sweaty and red in the face. He apologized with a simper of a smile and sat down next to Loki on the park bench across from the playground, rocking the large pram with his foot. “Hey, sorry we’re late. It’s been… a morning,” he whispered. 

Loki curiously looked over and tried to get a glimpse inside. “Um… yeah. It’s alright,” he answered, not exactly paying attention. 

The stroller looked immensely heavy, especially with its caster-like wheels. Poor Mobius had obviously pushed it from his apartment roughly two and a half miles away, as it was much too large to fit on any bus or subway car comfortably.  

Before Loki had a chance to raise his own questions, he saw the blanket in the pram shift, and Mobius' hand quickly move over to it, almost trying to smooth it out. Despite his efforts, the fabric rustled more and more, and eventually tiny whimpers broke through, too. 

Mobius kept a hand pressed inside the buggy, forcing a small chunk of the pink minky down, but as that stopped working, he eventually had to set back the shade and help Sylvie onto his lap. 

He hastily tried to keep her wrapped in the baby blanket, not letting her tiny yellow mittens escape the wrappings for long.  

Her whining got louder as he tried to cradle her in his lap.

"I guess it's lunch time," Mobius quietly commented before pulling a bottle out of the pocket of the diaper bag slung over his shoulder. 

As soon as the baby girl was quieted, an awkward and stilted conversation began to strike up between the caregivers as she suckled on her bottle and tried to bury her face in Mobius' chest. Loki was still processing what he was seeing, attempting to figure out how he was supposed to react. 

"Her previous momma was able to breastfeed, but obviously I can’t do that, now can I?” Mobius joked, half to Loki, then half at the little. 

Loki watched with some intrigue. “Previous momma?” he asked. 

“Well, she hasn’t always been my little girl.” 

“No?” 

“Nah, she was passed around kind of a lot. She reached some stability with her previous caregiver, but just when she got comfy, life took a turn and…” he shrugged, “she came to me.” 

“How long ago was that?” 

“Gosh… what has it been now? Five? Six years?”

“Oh… wow. So wh--” 

Before Loki could finish his prying, Thor had run up from the playground and started to curiously ask his own questions. 

“What’s wrong with her?” he asked. 

“Thor!” Loki scolded his brother. 

Although no one could see it, Sylvie was scowling behind her bottle, but Mobius calmly took over, patting her back and reassuring her gently that he had this. “She’s just a little small today.” 

“No…” Thor argued, sounding fairly sure of himself, “Sylvie’s a big girl!”

Mobius chuckled and looked down at the baby, trying to imagine her being big right now. 

Thor then turned to Loki, almost incredulously, “She’s a bigger girl than me!”

Mobius kept trying to stop himself from laughing as he readjusted Sylvie’s bottle for her. “And to answer your question Loki, she has a really fluid headspace and some caregivers aren’t prepared to deal with that. Having a tot who ranges from birth to 8 does not come cheap or easy.” 

Loki nodded as if he understood, even if he was slightly puzzled by trying to figure out how Mobius had stolen the question from his mind before he had even spoken. 

Thor sat down at Loki’s feet and opened up his backpack before fishing out a couple of toys and trying to hand them to Sylvie. 

“I’m not sure you’re going to have much luck with that one right now,” Mobius sympathetically told the older boy as he pulled the bottle away from Sylvie’s mouth and sat her up to burp her. 

“Hand me a cloth?” he gently asked Thor. “It’s in that second pocket--” he vaguely gestured to the diaper bag, which Thor eagerly unzipped. “Yep, right there. Thanks.” 

Just as he had predicted, the baby spit up on his shoulder, right into the light green cloth. 

“Drank a little too fast, huh?” he asked her, bouncing his leg just slightly. 

Although he felt like he was being a little bit rude, Loki, and Thor to a lesser extent, couldn’t help but stare with fascination. 

The little girl made a snuffle noise that could’ve been interpreted as frustration, a sneeze, a cough, a chuckle, or a whimper. 

“There we go, that’s my girl,” Mobius said as he set her back down in his lap, cradled and cozy. 

Thor got up on his knees and then pushed Loki aside to climb up onto the bench next to them. 

“Hullo baby Sylvie,” Thor said, patting her blanket like he had seen Mobius do. 

“Is that our friend Thor?” Mobius asked her hardly above a whisper. “Are you going to say ‘hi’ back?” 

The little wiggled a bit more and managed to pull a hand out of her blankets, but instead of waving, she set it in her mouth, and chewed on it a bit. 

“She’s…adorable?” Loki said as if it were a bit of a question and he wasn’t actually sure. The truth was, she was adorable, with her rosy cheeks and her silly nose scrunches and all. She looked like someone’s porcelain doll. 

“She really is,” Mobius agreed, moving her up for a kiss on the forehead. 

She tried to grab his misshapen nose with her free hand, but just ended up pushing him playfully away with a few burble-y noises. 

“So how old is she right now?” 

“That can be tough to tell. I’m going to venture to guess 6 months. She just seems a bit younger since she’s still waking up from her nap.”

Sylvie moved a bit more before beginning to complain, quietly at first, but quickly escalating in volume. 

Mobius quietly panicked and tried to readjust her before giving up. “Can one of you guys help me get her back into the stroller?” he asked, slightly embarrassed. 

“I can!” Thor exclaimed. 

The baby looked up at him with huge, anxious eyes as he helped Mobius lift her back into her essentially wheeled bed as she fussed more and more. 

Thor covered his ears after setting her down before Mobius set a pacifier in her mouth and held it there, just for a few seconds so he could speak even though she kicked and thrashed around it. “I’ve got a picnic blanket, so why don’t we set up in the grass over there. Sound good?” 

"That sounds lovely, actually. That does mean we'll be a bit further away from the playground though, so ask me before going over," Loki noted to his brother.

 Mobius stood up, letting go of Sylvies pacifier, which she immediately spat out, and prepared to move towards a patch of grass near the pond. 

He rolled out a picnic blanket which had been set in the basket under the stroller and got Sylvie back out and down onto his lap after he felt like he was mostly done setting up. 

“Alright, let’s see what’s got you so cranky,” he said quietly as he tried to unswaddle her, all the while dodging her kicks and fussy not-quite-punches. “Is it that diaper of yours?” he asked while checking her. “No… it’s not that. Are you still hungry?”

Sylvie shook her head despite keeping a mitten in her mouth. 

“Bored? Nervous? What’s up?” He leaned in to give her a tickle and a raspberry on the tummy before sitting her up and bringing her into his lap with her head tucked on his shoulder. He rocked her back and forth again. 

He looked over at Thor and then nudged over the bag. “That small pocket on the other side has her toys in it if you wanna try to play with her.”

The baby girl voiced some residual whimpers as Mobius kept petting her legs calmingly and took a toy from the bag to demonstrate how Thor should play with her. 

Sylvie’s demeanor changed incredibly fast as she squeaked and kicked her legs while pawing at the jingling stuffed aninal Mobius was holding up for her. She took a toy away from his hand, as he let it fall from his fingers into her mittens. She lit up as she shook it with triumph before flipping onto her belly and crawling on the blanket in her soft knitted blue overalls and green t-shirt, struggling to keep both a grasp on the soft stuffed dragon and to crawl at the same time.

She supported herself well enough, only occasionally stumbling over her hands as she explored around the blanket, ignoring everyone, but especially Loki when he offered to help her up after one arm slipped out from underneath her. She laid face-down awkwardly for a moment before picking herself back up and curiously beginning to investigate Thor’s backpack and her own diaper bag, which she couldn’t open with her mittens on. 

“Look! I’ve got a dinosaur!” Thor tried, showing her a robotic plastic tyrannosaurus he had brought, thinking that there was a small chance Sylvie would find it interesting. That optimism paid off. 

With a good bit of effort, she sat up, and cooed at it while Thor pressed the buttons on it and pretended to bite her with it. 

The toy absolutely delighted her, making her giggle and try to take it from Thor’s hands to inspect it herself by shoving it in her mouth. 

“She’s like you!” Thor laughed. 

“Like me?!” Loki asked, almost offended. 

“Mhm! When you was a baby!” 

“I’m surprised you remember that,” Loki scoffed, almost embarrassed by the comparison.

Sylvie squealed and grinned as her papa and Thor simply showered her in attention, much to Loki’s surprise, as he had expected his brother to lose interest fairly quickly. 

“She’s a silly baby,” the older little commented as Sylvie tried to reach past him for a toy, babbling and continuing to teethe on anything she could find.

“She is, isn’t she?” As an aside, Mobius brought her closer and took the cotton mitten out of her mouth, leaving a trail of spit coming off it. “Was that bottle not enough?  Do we want some extra lunch?” 

“I wanna help!” Thor butted in. 

“Of course you do,” Mobius chuckled while getting out the trappings for a mealtime: a bib, plastic spoon, and small jar of mushy baby food. 

He unscrewed the cap and gave her the first bite to see if she’d even eat. 

She did, although messily, getting applesauce all over her chin and upper lip, and as Mobius handed over the spoon to Thor, she only got messier, especially with Thor’s own uncoordinated movements that made him spill almost more puree outside of the jar than onto the spoon.

“Be careful there, Thor, or you may just steal my job!” 

Thor smiled back at him.

Soon, Sylvie stopped taking spoonfuls from Thor and began to dodge them, so Mobius took back the spoon for a couple of final mouthfuls, just to see if she’d finish the jar, which she didn’t. 

“Do you wanna go play with Thor?” Mobius asked as he cleaned her up and took the bib off of her. 

She fidgeted and flapped her arms as she smiled at her papa, letting him non-verbally know that she was simply bubbling with energy.

Despite being much older than her, Thor couldn’t help but reciprocate the excitement and almost pick her up. He was only stopped by Mobius who wanted to remove her mittens for her before they were let loose.  

Sylvie crawled when she could, grass staining her pastel colored pants as Thor crouched down next to her to show her some ripped up grass or rocks he found. 

As they didn’t travel far, Mobius supervised from the blanket and sat next to Loki, who had broken into Thor’s snacks and was currently having himself a rather nice lunch, offering a couple of the cheese crackers and carrot sticks to Mobius, who politely declined before calling to Thor and offering him the same. 

The little looked up from where he was playing and picked Sylvie up from under her arms, taking her away from crawling steadily closer to the pond and returning her to the picnic blanket. 

She, perhaps unsurprisingly, found this development to be immensely distressing and began to throw a fit until Thor handed her back to Mobius temporarily. 

“Shh, shh, it’s alright, papa’s here,” he hummed to her. “Was it scary when he picked you up?” 

There was the faintest nod into Mobius’ shoulder. 

“Okay, we’ll ask him to be gentler.” 

The little girl stayed silent as a pacifier was placed into her mouth. Instead of giving Mobius any acknowledgement or response, she began to turn and watch the brothers and point at them curiously. 

“I didn’t think you could have any of that. They’re eating big kid food. I bet if you ask nicely they’ll give you some.” 

Thor turned around while remaining seated. “Hullo Sylvie!” he said, still slightly shocked to see her crawling and with a pacifier in, considering how much she had made big points from meeting till now almost constantly about how she was a big girl and so independent. “Would you like one?” he offered. 

Loki looked up from his own bag of chips to give Mobius a look. “Can she have that?”

“Yeah, she can try it if she wants.” 

Thor dropped a small rice-puff snack into her hand. 

Sylvie looked at it for a moment and then crunched it up in her palm, letting little particles of miniature, star shaped rice cake fall onto the blanket and clapping and giggling at her little piece of destruction. 

“Are you making a big ole’ mess over there for us to clean up?” Mobius asked, scooting closer to her and petting her back, only for her to become even more confident, sticking her hand out to reach for more solid foods. She knocked over the tube of rice snacks, spilling them onto the blanket, and tried to squish as many into the fabric as possible until the adults moved her away. 

“No, you eat it!” Thor demonstrated. 

“Brother, I don’t think she’s going to eat it.”

“She’s not,” Mobius agreed.

“Oh,” Thor sounded a little bit disappointed. 

“But if you’re all done eating, I’ll take you for a walk so we can go see the ducks. She can appreciate that even at this age.” 

“Ducks! Ducks!” Thor shouted excitedly, pulling his brother up, who began to clean the area and stuff everything into the puppy backpack. 

“Calm down, brother, they aren’t going anywhere.” 

But Thor was already off running down the pond, leaving Loki and Mobius to move the fussy Sylvie, who had decided she just couldn’t be bothered to walk, into her stroller. 

The two adults strolled at a leisurely rate side by side as they kept an eye on the energetic preschooler in front of them, who seemed to be running a lap around the pond. 

“You have a way with them,” Loki observed casually as Mobius cooed down at his baby, who was kicking her legs playfully and making just the squeakiest of little baby noises. 

“You’re selling yourself short if you think you don’t. -- Just takes a little bit of practice. You’ll get better.”

Loki hummed and looked up at him for a moment only to meet Mobius’ gaze before looking back down. 

Thor soon passed by them, running before starting to walk backwards in front of the stroller, sometimes stumbling and struggling to do so. “I runned so fast, didya see?!” he asked enthusiastically. 

“I did,” Loki casually agreed. 

“Can you do it again?” Mobius asked him, giving Loki a little bit of his own mischievous ‘check this out’ smile. 

“Pfft, yeah? Jus’ watch, kay?” And with that, Thor started another lap around the pond. 

“Gosh, he’s funny,” Mobius said. 

“Yeah. He’s very… determined-- Lots of energy.” 

“I can tell.” 

“So… um... Can I ask you kind of a personal question?” 

“Shoot.” 

“How do you and Sylvie… get by?” 

“Get by?” 

“Well you live in Manhattan, you’ve got her in a fancy prestigious school, you’re working in a fairly low level position-- we probably have similar salaries-- and you even said with such a wide headspace range that things can be expensive, so how are you paying for it all?”

Mobius shrugged. “I know my way around my finances,” he reasoned. “I work a little overtime a couple times a week, and, admittedly, we’ve got a little stream of cash coming in to help me pay for her.” 

“Is that from her…”

“--Yeah. It’s not a lot, but a few hundred a month pays for diapers and food.” 

Loki nodded. 

“And you? You got some of that Odinson cash?” 

“I try my best not to.” 

“Independence. Nice. I like it. It’s a good look on you.” 

Loki, as much as he felt he shouldn’t, smiled and showed it.

“Brother! Mobius! I winned again! See me?” Thor yelled as he caught up with them again. 

“Very, very impressive, little one,” Loki agreed. “Would you like to take the rest of the walk with us? You’ve definitely earned it.” 

Thor nodded with a smile. 

“Are you getting tired yet?” 

The little shook his head but found Loki’s hand, holding only the adult’s index and middle finger tightly in his fist as he walked on the slightly sloped grass near the water. 

“Do you see any turtles in there?” Mobius asked. “I thought I saw one the other day.” 

Thor paused, set his other hand in his mouth in a concentrated manner, and squatted down, pulling Loki to a stop next to him. 

“Not too close,” Loki reminded him. “Wouldn’t want the turtles to bite you!” he joked, suddenly crouching down to tickle the little and make him laugh, wrapping him in a hug so he would fall backwards into his arms and not into the swampy, gross, water. 

Thor giggled and shrieked, splashing the tips of his velcro sneakers in the murky sludge water as he tried to wiggle free from Loki’s grasp. 

Sylvie began to reach up out of her stroller at this point, babbling not exactly frantically, but in a tone that was a little less happy and a bit more attention-hungry. 

“Hey babygirl,” Mobius cooed down at her. “You wanna see what those boys are doing?” 

She reached out and made an almost whining noise before he set her shade down and helped her sit up. 

“What’re they doing over there?” he asked her in a babytalk sort of voice. 

She babbled and pointed as Loki picked his little brother up off the ground. Thor was still giggling and clutching his hurting belly from laughter. 

“Was that fun enough?” Loki asked. 

Thor nodded and held his brother’s hand tighter, using the opposite to, once again, chew on his fingers, grinning. 

The walk continued and Thor kept looking for turtles with Mobius and Loki’s pointers to him, at least until they left the pond area and continued to simply chit chat. 

Thor yawned slightly as he sucked on a pacifier Loki had set in his mouth.

“We can always put you in the pram with Sylvie,” the adult joked. 

Thor stopped looking over at the little girl and turned back to Loki. “M’ not a baby!” he laughed as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. 

“No?”

“No!” 

“Well you are matching her in terms of accessories right now.” 

The two littles made eye contact for a brief minute-- Sylvie with her green baby pacifier that clipped neatly to her knitted overalls and Thor with his much more big-kid one which was red-- and you could tell because it had a handle and no clip that attached it to him. 

“Wait, hold on,” Mobius said, pausing. 

“Everything alright?” Loki questioned

“Yeah, just wanna get her a toy. She needs a little stimulation or she’ll get fussy.”

  “Can I help?” Thor asked. 

“Yeah, of course you can. Do you want to push her for a while?” 

Thor’s eyes absolutely lit up. “Yes!” he almost yelled. 

“Okay so let me get her something first and then you can take the wheel, okay?” 

Thor nodded. 

“Hey, Sylvie, look what papa has, what is that?” Mobius asked, baby talking to her as he shook a toy under her line of sight. 

She looked over at him and wiggled in an excited manner, smiling at him, and even moved her arms up to bat at him, babbling and cooing. 

“You wanna hand it to her?” 

Thor enthusiastically nodded and let Mobius hand off him a ring with teethers and rattles attached to it. 

She clapped and squealed, excitedly bringing her legs up to her chest as if it would help her take it from Thor. 

Upon being given the baby toy, she slammed it against the blanket under her and somewhat violently shook it before spitting out her pacifier and putting one of the teethers in her mouth. 

After giving her a small rub on the belly, Mobius cautiously left and stood by Loki, a little bit behind Thor, where the baby could no longer see him. 

When they started walking again, Mobius kept his eyes positioned on them, monitoring the stroller. 

“She really likes him,” Mobius told Loki with a slightly mystified air. 

“Seems like it…” Loki agreed, not wanting to reveal that the reaction confused him. 

Thor walked in a way which suggested he wasn’t really looking where he was going, dividing his limited attention span between watching Sylvie and thinking about how proud he was of pushing her all by himself, considering what a big boy he was being, and wondering if Loki saw, occasionally looking back at the caregivers for their approval. 

Loki did not notice the behavior until Mobius nudged him during one particularly long stretch of the little looking back at them. However, before Loki could make words come out of his open mouth, Thor stopped abruptly, and with an “oof”. 

“Thor, look where you’re going!” Loki quickly scolded him, before the boy even had the chance to really notice that he had run into something and Sylvie had time to process that she had received an immensely light, hardly even noticeable, tap on the head. 

The approval-searching optimism on the little’s face faded as he anxiously turned to face his brother. 

Loki thought about chiding him further, and it looked as if Thor expected exactly that by the way his pacifier moved a bit quicker and his face got a bit redder, but Loki looked at the experienced caregiver, who didn’t seem too worried, and then sighed, squatting down and cueing his brother to do the same. 

Sylvie, at this point, had caught on to a couple facts that surrounded her: Firstly, that she had stopped, secondly, that she had felt something against her head, and thirdly, that her papa looked quite concerned and was fretting over her from the edge of the pram. With those three facts in order, plus the gross and uncomfortable sensation of a wet diaper beginning to set and turn cold, she decided that it was time to cry. 

Obviously, that noise didn’t make Thor feel much better. 

“You’re crying?!” Loki asked a little bit incredulously as Thor sat in the grass just off the path and brought his knees up to his face. 

“Cut the kid some slack, you said yourself you skipped the nap today,” Mobius said as he moved the buggy over next to them and helped Sylvie down into his arms, who dramatically bawled as if her life had been threatened. “She’s not hurt,” he told them. 

Loki nodded, but it seemed Thor didn’t get the message. 

Thor looked over at her and Mobius with saddened, teary eyes. For a long moment, he simply watched, but then, cautiously, he reached out and touched her arm, rubbing it reassuringly. “Sorry,” he mumbled in a heartbroken voice. 

“Hey, hey, you’re alright, kiddo,” Mobius told him over the loud crying of Sylvie, which was beginning to make strangers stare. 

“She’s sad!” 

“She is. Are you sad?”

Thor considered, then slowly nodded. He also leaned forward and touched her on the back, patting it like Mobius had been. 

“Why are you sad?” 

“I hurted her… and maked Loki angry.”

Mobius looked up at Loki, who was sitting in the grass next to them. 

“I’m not upset,” Loki told him, almost in a tone that sounded confused as to how Thor could possibly come to this conclusion. 

Mobius raised his eyebrows. 

“I… I-- emotions-- learning how to raise a little… is new-- for me. I’m just trying to… learn… how to do that,” Loki stumbled. “I’m sorry it sounded like I was mad at you.” 

“An’ why she’s sad?” Thor asked.

“She’s a baby; it could be a lot of things. But I’ve got a sneaking suspicion…” Mobius trailed off as he spoke, beginning to unbutton the shoulder straps of her overall-esque outfit and snaking a hand down the back of them to check if she had wet herself. “Yeah, it’s about time for a change.” 

“Thor, do you need a new pull-up, too?” Loki asked. “It’s been a while since we went to the potty. There’s one over there if you like.” 

Thor couldn’t help but scowl at his brother just a little bit. 

“Let’s just try to go, before Mobius and Sylvie need to take the bathroom.”

“Don’t worry about us. I brought a mat. I’ll just clean her up out here.”

Loki tried not to make a judgemental face in regards to this plan, and got ready to take his, when Thor stopped. 

“Um… can I help?” he cautiously asked, looking over at the crying girl and her caregiver. 

“No!?-- Thor, no, we’re going to give them some privacy and go use the bathroom,” Loki explained.

“Woah, woah, woah,” Mobius smiled calmly. “I always need someone on distraction for me with this little terror. You wanna come over and maybe make some silly faces for her?” 

Loki put a hand over his face as his brother scooted over. 

“You weren’t kidding about being a big brother, huh?” Mobius asked as he noticed Sylvie’s crying turn to giggles and babbles. “You’ve worked with babies before.-- You’re a silly face pro.” 

Thor confirmed with a big grin. “Yeah, Loki liked ‘em a lots.” 

Mobius looked up at the adult, who turned a little bit red. “Was he a fussy baby?” 

“Yeah,” Thor scoffed. “But also cute. Jus’ like Sylvie. Just smaller.” 

“Yeah I bet,” Mobius laughed as he struggled to lift her legs and bum up so he could slide a new diaper underneath her. 

When he was done, the caregiver scooped Sylvie up the best he could and gave her a hug before she had a chance to flip over and start crawling. “There we go, do you feel better? Not so icky now, huh?” 

Sylvie giggled and rubbed noses with her papa, feeling all better and happier now. 

“Alright, c’mon, potty time for us,” Loki said, coaxing his brother up and offering his hand to pull him up out of the grass. 

“Um… but…” Thor stiffened. 

“We’ll be right here when you come back,” Mobius told him. 

“But…” The little tried to think of an excuse, grasping at straws until there were none left. “No.”

“‘No’? Thor, we’re just going to the bathroom. I can even wait outside if you want.”

“No!” he said again. 

“Well I’m not going to change you out here like a baby, even if you keep acting like one.” 

“If you gotta go I can watch him,” Mobius suggested. 

“No, it’s not that, we’re just trying to get more consistent about potty training since mother was rather lenient about it.” 

Mobius leaned in. “I hate to tell you this, but with little headspaces like this you just kinda gotta accept ‘readiness’ comes and goes.” 

“He’s in a pull-up! I’d at least like to make sure it’s dry. C’mon, I don’t want you to be in wet pants, brother.”

Thor whined again.

“You can’t be serious.” Loki mumbled under his breath. “Alright. I’m going to count to three, and when I reach it, you’re either going to be coming with me down to the bathrooms or we’re going home. One…” 

“No, please?” Thor asked, shaking his head. 

“Two…” 

Another whining noise as the little threw himself down on his back like this was going to be a tantrum. 

“Three!” 

Although Loki was smaller than Thor, he still tried to yank him up, regardless-- at first, only to be met with a dragging resistance.

“I don’t know why you thought that would work.”

“I know.”

“He’s a lot bigger than you. You’re not working with a little Sylvie.” 

“I know!!” 

Mobius sat with the baby sucking her thumb and watching the drama play out contentedly, while Thor had his big, upset, hissy fit on the grass, rolling around and kicking and yelling at Loki in a way that would rival Sylvie’s crying. 

Loki did not seem embarrassed, even though he was. Quite a bit, actually. “Okay… okay,” he quietly told himself, taking a deep breath. “Thor, hey,” he said as softly as he could, setting the red pacifier back in the little’s mouth. “We’re going to see Mobius and Sylvie tomorrow, right? You’re not going to miss them for long. And do you really want mother to hear you had a temper tantrum in the park?”

Apologetically, Thor shook his head and let Loki wipe away some tears. 

“No, I didn’t think so, and you’re rather sleepy, aren’t you?” 

The little nodded and made a tiny whine, as he helped maneuver himself into Loki’s arms, nuzzling his runny nose into Loki’s shoulder and neck. 

“Okay,” Loki wheezed slightly, as he hugged the little there for a moment, “can you say bye-bye to Mobius and Sylvie?”

Thor nodded but then didn’t. 

“That’s alright, we should probably get home, ourselves,” Mobius said. 

Sylvie looked up at him, seemingly surprised. 

“You’re going to see them tomorrow, too, it’s okay,” he cooed at her before kissing her forehead as she crinkled her nose at him in a way that might suggest she’d hurl an insult if she was bigger, but she didn’t start crying again.

With some teary hiccups, Thor said bye-bye to her and Mr. Mobius, awkwardly trying to give them hugs while Loki settled for a wave from the tot and a handshake from his coworker as he quietly apologized. 

“Hey, no apologies amigo, he’s a kid. It happens. I’m a little honored he’d care enough to throw a fit over us.” 

That made Loki smile a little bit as he turned away, taking his brother’s hand, and getting ready to walk home.

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Loki Episode 2 Reactions (Less Coherent Edition)

It's very long this week, sorry. Obvious spoilers.

I miss Sylvie but I hope we go to the World's Fair today

SHUT UP WITH THAT FUCKING EPISODE TITLE OH MY GOD

fuck i forgot how hysterical he sounds at the beginning :(((

YUCK kissing (sorry)

Little peppier of a logo theme today okay

Okay I yelled YES! extremely fucking loud when Loki stepped out of the time door in the full fucking suit. It was so loud I hurt my own ears

Ugh fuck off Wolfe

Oh what's happening. He's not a variant?

"He's a friend from work" is all I'm fucking hearing here

Mobius fam this is your job why is Loki better at your job than you are?

THE RUFFLES I'm sorry I'm stuck on the ruffles

B-15 what's going on

YEAH LOKI FUCK HIM UP

dude you can't outrun Loki this guy's a fast runner!

YES LOKI THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I SAID

Loki, teleport! Have you forgotten all your fucking powers???

YES I LOVE YOU I LOVE THIS GOOD BOI

YESSSSSSSSSSS

I am kind of pissed Mo doesn't know which one is the real Loki, but I'm gonna choose Fool and say if he'd been there he'd have figured it out.

"Suits you" Loki oh my god "tighter than it looks isn't it"

OB!!!!!!!

OB???

YES OH MY GOD YES MY BOI IS IN HYPERFIXATION MODE

OB I love you

Loki and Mobius doing technical work and lightly bickering about it is my fucking shit give me this workplace sitcom

Oh my god. It's my sitcom episode. Not the one I wanted but it's a fucking sitcom right now.

CASEY WHEN YOU MEET OB YOU'RE GONNA FANBOY SO FUCKING HARD I CAN'T WAIT

hang on didn't he just say he needed to look at it don't take it back now

Mobius calling Loki out for not letting Wolfe get under his skin I'm dying

Leave him alone you fucking demon school bus bastard at least he knows himself. Do you know yourself Exxie? Do you even know who you become? Watch yourself you fucking pit stain

Stop letting him talk Loki, because it's gonna get worse. He's just gonna bring more shit in until you break

Mobius is like aw shit this is about to get bad

Loki don't

PET??!! PET??!! LOKI PUNCH HIS LIGHTS OUT FUCK GOOD COP BAD COP JUST FUCK HIM UP

Loki's little smile when Mobius tells that stupid joke

I know he's being chill and blase because it's an interrogation and it's the tactic he's employing right now, but for real WHY DOESN'T HE CARE??!! (I mean I've written this characterization of him before, but I still don't get it)

Oh nevermind holy SHIT

WHAT THE FUCK

oh no now I have theories I don't have any business having

LOKI THAT'S NOT EQUIVALENT OH MY GOD

Mobius :(

I get why Loki changed the subject, but I'm not ready to change the subject

GODDAMN THAT SMILE MOBIUS PUTS ON LOKI'S FACE FUCKS ME UP

OB BE CAREFUL OH MY GOD

FUCKING FUCK WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

LOKI FUCK HIM UP

oh I love this they're so good at this

Loki how big is your back pocket?!

Wait. I'm not falling for this. I'm not falling for this. They planned this. Mobius is in on this.

Because if they didn't plan this. If Loki's doing this on his own. Mobius will kill him. And there goes the lokius.

FUCK YES I KNEW IT

I TRUSTED YOU

OB AND CASEY!!! Shame to meet under these circumstances

YES MEET CUTE SIGN HIS GUIDEBOOK

YES OH MY GOD I WAS JOKING

CUTIES HOLY SHIT

and cue McDonald's commercial I guess

YES HIS NAME IS BILL WHO WAS RIGHT I WAS RIGHT

no put this theme back where it came from or so help me

AWKWARD

well I like that beyond Loki's first nerves, it seems all business and no romance

OH BOTH OF YOU STOP SPECULATING THEY AREN'T TALKING ABOUT EACH OTHER

Mobius shut up

Oh I'm so glad I have context for "you slapped me in the face"

Oh fuck Mobius I hate when you figure things out a second too late

Thank you S

Oh MOTHER OF

YESSS FUCK YESSS GET EM

Oh my god

WHERE IS THE BITCH

OH MY GOD HE'S TOUCHING HIM

Dammit his name is Jack. Some other guy's Bill though!!! There is a Bill!!!

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