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Thanks for all you do for this fandom! If you are still taking prompts: Mobius had been disillusioned with the TVA for a long time, but felt there was no way to escape/try to stop them without being killed. He saved Loki in part because he was hoping Loki would be able to help him. When Loki discovers the apocalypse loophole, Mobius takes the chance to run off with him so they can save the universe together
When they left Pompeii, Loki was expecting them to return to the TVA to share their findings with the others and start searching for where the variant was hiding. It was to his immense surprise, then, that they instead arrived on a barren planet with a lavender sky.
“Mobius,” he asked, the rush of adrenaline and pride from being proven right beginning to be replaced by anxiety as he looked around.
His mind immediately rushed to the conclusion that Mobius was deserting him. That he’d gotten what he wanted out of him and now was going to abandon him here. That didn’t make sense, however, because he could have just taken him back to the TVA to be pruned. He turned to Mobius anxiously and was surprised by the nervous look on his face. “Mobius, what are you doing?”
“Loki,” Mobius said and took a step closer. Loki stepped up worriedly and Mobius paused. He took a deep breath before speaking again in a determined voice. “Loki, I want you to leave with me.” Loki’s eyebrows rose.
“I beg your pardon?”
“The TVA,” Mobius said sharply. A dam seemed to break within him then and his next words came out in a rush. “It’s an awful place. You’ve only been there a few weeks and I know you can see it. They act like they know everything, like what they’re doing is what is meant to be done. And maybe it is! But I can’t know that because no one has ever spoken to the Time Keepers. No one has ever even seen them! They tell us what to do, they keep us from living any kind of lives we may want, they strip us of any goals or hopes or dreams and replace it all with their propaganda.” He stopped suddenly and rubbed his hands over his face. “I’m tired, Loki. Eons of existing only to serve the Time Variance Authority and I’m tired.” Loki could hardly think, stunned by this development.
“How long have you felt this way,” he asked hesitantly and Mobius laughed bitterly.
“I don’t know. Months, years? Always? It’s always been there, this bitterness and feeling of wrongness, and it’s only grown. I've watched millions of lives be destroyed, millions of worlds ruined all because someone did something unique, something the TVA didn't decree was correct. I just didn’t know what to do about it.” He looked up at Loki then. “When I found out they’d brought you in, I began to hope. You’re smart, you’re powerful, you’ve always found a way to break away from your given path and make your own way. I thought that if anyone could help me, it would be you.” Loki felt a bit warm at those words, at Mobius’s belief in him. He’d never been anyone’s hope before. Mobius laughed breathlessly and stepped forward again. This time, Loki didn’t step away. “And then you, wonderful, clever, brilliant you. You figured it out.” Loki flushed.
“Me,” he asked and Mobius came even closer. He reached up and Loki let him take his face into his hands, breath hitching at the pride and enthusiasm in Mobius’s eyes.
“You,” he agreed, thumbs stroking Loki’s cheekbones and making his heart jump in his chest. “You discovered how we can escape. You and me. You said we were the only ones who were truly free and now that’s really true. We can go, we can live through apocalypses and find our own way, make our own lives, completely of our own free will. For the first time in the history of existence, we can choose.” His hands fell away from his face and Loki was disappointed until he took his hands instead and laced their fingers together. “Loki, I’m asking you to go with me. I can try to do it on my own, but it would be far more worth it with you there alongside me.” Loki looked down at their hands.
“You want me to run away with you,” he asked, a smile tugging at his lips. Mobius squeezed his hands.
“I do. And I don’t want anyone else.” Loki looked up sharply at that. Mobius looked back at him, expression open and vulnerable.
“Okay,” he breathed, heart pounding.
“Okay,” Mobius asked, hope glowing in his eyes. Loki exhaled sharply and leaned down to press their lips together. Mobius kissed back immediately and pulled his hands away to reach up and tangle in his hair. Loki sighed at the feeling and Mobius smiled against his lips.
“Where do you want to go first,” he breathed. Loki thought about it for a moment and then pulled away sharply.
“Can I push Hulk off the rainbow bridge?” Mobius’s surprised laugh sent a thrill through him and he couldn’t help but smile.
“Let’s go push Hulk off the rainbow bridge,” he agreed. Loki grabbed his face and kissed him hard.
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I know bits and pieces of this appeared in your other fics but you write it so well I cannot get enough, so if you would like (and you are not too busy/overwhelmed with other prompts), could you please write another 5+1 story: 5 times Mobius witnesses Loki being surprised by/wanting to reject someone (I imagine mostly Mobius but maybe one time it could also be someone else?) being kind to him/offering help and praise because Loki would not believe it was genuine + 1 time Loki readily accepts the kindness. Mobius would always get angry at the world when seeing Loki shy away from a kind gesture and the +1 time he would be very glad his pussycat finally realised that being loved is okay. (I am sorry the prompt is so long-winded and I hope it is not too messy)
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“Hey, let me see,” Mobius said in concern as he kneeled down beside Loki, reaching out to take his injured arm to inspect. He barely made contact when Loki snatched his arm away, turning his body away even as he let out a sharp cry of pain.
“I’m fine,” he bit out between clenched teeth. Mobius frowned.
“You very clearly are not fine, Loki. I just want to help.”
“I don’t need your help or anyone else’s,” Loki snapped harshly. Mobius sat back on his heels and sighed as Loki began trying to treat himself, failing to hide his pained gasps as he did so.
He felt powerless. He knew Loki needed help, knew this would only drain him further. He just didn’t know what to do about it.
“I know that you can do this on your own,” he said quietly, gently. “But you don’t have to. I care about you, Loki. I don’t like seeing you hurt.”
Loki was quiet for a while, eyes locked on the ground. Mobius moved forward slightly and felt hopeful when Loki didn’t move away. He reached out a hand and gently placed it over the hand that rested on Loki’s leg. Loki looked down at it and then lifted his gaze to meet his. Mobius’s heart sank at the self loathing and misery he saw in those pale eyes.
“No one cares. Not when it matters.” He shakily rose to his feet and walked a few feet away to lean against a tree while he continued trying to heal his arm, the light of his magic dim with his exhaustion. Mobius could do nothing but watch.
2.
“How do you do that?” Loki looked up in surprise.
“Do what,” he asked, brows creased in confusion. Mobius gestured at the breathtaking illusion before them.
“That! Your magic, it’s incredible.” Loki followed Mobius’s gaze with a frown.
“It’s imperfect.” Mobius whipped his head around to stare at him in shock.
“What do you mean? This is one of the most incredible things I’ve ever seen,” he insisted, genuinely in awe at his creation. Loki huffed a bitter laugh.
“Then you must have lived a very dull life.”
“Loki,” Mobius said quietly. “Why do you put yourself down like this?”
“Is it putting oneself down to speak truths?”
“You’re lying and you know it,” Mobius insisted, unwilling to believe Loki couldn’t see how incredible he was. Loki kept his eyes forward.
“Am I?” His voice was small and something in it made Mobius want to wrap him up in his arms and never let go.
“Loki, this is something special,” he said quietly, trying to put every ounce of honesty into his voice as he could. “You are something special.”
Without a word, Loki turned and left. Mobius watched him go and felt anger rise up in him, though it wasn’t directed at the god. Loki had been hurt so deeply, had been scolded and ridiculed all his life until he couldn’t even accept when someone told him he was special. Life had broken Loki down and Mobius couldn’t stand it.
3.
“Um, excuse me?”
Mobius and Loki both turned in surprise at the soft voice that came up behind them. It was a young man, an analyst. His face was dark with a blush and he looked terribly nervous as his gaze focused on Loki.
“Yes,” Loki asked impatiently. The man’s eyes widened and he hesitated before speaking again.
“I’m really sorry to bother you, but I just… I just wanted to say that I-I think your hair is very lovely.” He forced the words out in a rush. Mobius looked over at Loki immediately and found him frowning down at the man.
“My hair,” he repeated doubtfully. The man nodded.
“Y-yes. It looks very nice and makes your face… um… also look very nice.” Loki’s frown deepened.
“What is your name,” he asked. Mobius got an unpleasant feeling in his stomach at the way the man’s eyes lit up at Loki’s question.
“Shelley,” he said with a smile. It lit up his face in an attractive way and for some reason that made Mobius irritated.
“Excellent,” Loki said cheerily. Michael beamed and Loki smiled down at him. “Well, Shelley, I would appreciate it if you never spoke to me again. Have a wonderful day.” With that, his smile dropped from his face abruptly and he turned and left. Mobius and Shelley watched him go in shock.
“I… what did I do wrong,” Shelley asked, turning to Mobius with a crushed look. Mobius rubbed a hand over his face with a sigh.
“Nothing, you did nothing wrong. He’s just like that.” He gave Shelley a tight smile and went off after Loki. He didn’t know if he was more pleased that Loki turned down his potential suitor or upset that Loki couldn’t let himself accept a genuine compliment.
4.
“I love your hands,” Mobius murmured as he played with Loki’s fingers. Loki shifted uncomfortably on the bed.
“They’re just hands,” he huffed. Mobius hummed.
“Yes, but they’re your hands. And they’re long and elegant and so very talented.” He pressed a kiss to Loki’s neck, beneath his ear, and smiled when he squirmed with a hitch of his breath.
“You’re being absurd.” Undeterred, Mobius brought Loki’s hand to his mouth and pressed a kiss to each joint of his fingers. He heard Loki’s breath speed up and congratulated himself.
“They’re perfect,” he insisted and took a finger into his mouth to suck gently. Loki gasped and sat up, turning to kneel beside him as he slid two more fingers into his mouth. Mobius ran his tongue over each one lovingly, adoring the way Loki flushed. He wrapped a hand around Loki’s wrist and pulled his fingers from his mouth. “How about you show me again how perfect they can be,” he murmured. Loki’s eyes fell shut as he groaned.
“They’re not-” Mobius slammed their lips together, silencing any more arguments from the god.
5.
Mobius laughed suddenly, surprising both Loki and himself. He tried to pull himself together, but chuckles kept spilling from his lips.
“Are you done,” Loki asked eventually, amusement on his face. Mobius cleared his throat and let out a few more laughs before breathing deeply.
“You’re funny,” he tried to defend himself.
“I’m not,” Loki argued, though he continued to smile at Mobius.
“You’re right,” Mobius agreed sarcastically. “I’m laughing because I’m truly devastated. I’m very sad, can’t you tell?” Loki rolled his eyes.
“Of course. My apologies for breaking your heart.” Mobius nodded.
“My heart is truly broken. You’ve broken it. How could you?” He tried to put on a tragic face but Loki’s expression had him laughing again.
“Stop laughing,” Loki said in exasperation even as he began to laugh as well.
“Stop making me,” Mobius argued back and Loki threw his arms up in defeat.
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“Mobius,” Loki murmured sleepily. Mobius hummed his acknowledgement against his hair, hand rubbing circles on his back. Loki pressed closer, bringing his legs up to drape over Mobius’s legs as he curled up on top of him on the couch. “What do you see in me,” he asked quietly. Mobius lifted his hand to card through Loki’s hair as he considered the question.
“I see the love of my life.” He felt Loki smile against his skin. “I see a clever and beautiful person who makes me feel alive. I see the person I want to spend the rest of my days with. My best friend, lover, and the loveliest person I’ve ever known.” Loki exhaled shakily.
“Do you mean that,” he asked in a tiny voice.
“I’ve never meant anything more.” He pressed a firm kiss to Loki’s hair.
“I love you,” Loki whispered. It took a moment for Mobius to realize that Loki had accepted what he’d said without argument, without insisting that he was nothing special. He felt a flood of warmth fill him and he embraced Loki tightly.
“I love you too.”
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Loki: Please…for me?
Y/N: No…don’t do that…don’t give me that look…
Loki: what?
Y/N: You really think every time you would look at me with that puppy eyes and say please for me …and I would do anything you ask? No …not gonna happen…
Loki: Please…for me? 🥺
Y/N: okay fine…but this is the last time…
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Imagine Meeting Jotun Loki
"Well well well, it's not everyday a lost little lamb stumbles into Jotunheim.."
"😳"
"Heh, does your fear render you speechless mortal?"
"So hot"
"W-what?"
"Like a sexy frozen blueberry"😍
"I-I, you're supposed to be afraid, I'm a big scary monster..."
"Do you know what pairs best with blueberries?"
"I don't- stop that get back!"
"Me"😈
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loki in fanfics: an elegant, mysterious sorcerer with high taste
loki in the loki series: a fucking bi disaster, who gluggs champagne like his life depends on it and proceeds to ask for another drink in a barbarous sort of way
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is it too late to gif episode two? i miss episode two.
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when Loki returns to Mobius after meeting his variants:
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THIS MAN REALLY SAID “YOU GUYS WANT MAGIC? I’LL GIVE YOU MAGIC” AND I LOVE HIM FOR IT
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Being Loki’s Favorite person,would include…
Male reader
-Being the only one he trusts to fall asleep near. He believes he cannot fall asleep in front of an untrustworthy person (everyone on the avengers team)
-When you first saw him fall asleep next to you it was a new step in your bond with the god.
-Very protective over you. He has a mindset that mortals are very fragile beings,both emotionally and physically.
-attention,he constantly needs your attention as if he were a puppy. He loves it but will never admit it .
-Tells you about anything and everything that’s bothering him. Let it be people or animals outside running around your basically his go to.
-lets you hug him. Literally no one else gives him hugs. So when you started giving him hugs he built a mindset that only you can hug him.
-has 1 nickname for you and he hardly uses it. ‘Love’
-100% comes to your room if he can’t sleep. He’d sneak around the hallway of the tower and into your room. Laying next to you and he’d admire your sleeping face for a little before going to sleep himself
-wether or not he’d admit it he wrapped his arms around your waist while he slept
-Lets say you’ve opened up to him about how being yelled at makes you cry or really sad. From then on he does his best to not raise his voice at you. If anyone else does he will fight with them,physically or verbally .
-the entire avengers team considers you and Loki’s bond as ‘Puppy love’
-Okay so Thor wants to become friend with this perosn who’s managed to befriend his kinda evil brother.
-but Loki keeps him away from you. He thinks you’d leave him for Thor. After reassuring him you wouldn’t you got to meet his older brother.
-literally everyone teases Loki about being a literal puppy for you. Following you around the tower,content as long as he’s in your presence and will constantly complain if your away.
-he just threatens them with his daggers or glares. But you only laugh at their jokes,and Loki watching you take it as a joke made him laugh a bit himself.
-He loves to read or create poems with you. It’s a really calming thing that he likes to do and figured you would too.
-Very touchy in public. Especially large crowds,afraid someone will take you or hurt you so he holds your hand or wrist tightly as you guide him to the destination.
-Loki loves praise,especially if it’s coming from you. It makes him feel as if he’s finally done something worthwhile in his life.
-He’s thought about courting you,but he’s to scared you’ll reject him.
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Favorite places to kiss…
W/ the best boys
Steve Rogers
-loves to kiss your cheek,it’s easy access and you always blush immediately after.
-going on a mission? Hell stop bye your room.
-“we have a mission and I’m sure we’ll only be gone for a day or two” he walked up to you and placed a kiss on your cheek.
-grinned as he watched your face heat up beofre placing a kiss on your lips.
Thor Odinson
-Thighs,he loves your thighs.
-he believes it’s the warmest place on your body,also the softest to kiss.
-calls them thunder-thighs after learning the term and what it meant.
-laying down scrolling on your phone? Thor slips into your room and peppers kisses along your thighs before he lays next to you.
-loves to hear your giggles and laughter as he kisses them. He knows it can be quite ticklish.
Loki Laufeyson
-He loves to kiss around your neck or hands.
-he likes when you giggle about how it’s ticklish,it’s amusing and adorable to him. But he’ll never admit that.
-Are you cooking something for the both of you? Loki will slither his hands around your waist and pepper kisses to the back of your neck.
-likes to hold your hands and kiss them before he leaves for missions.
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