#lokius prompt

[existential-labrador]

Lokius prompt: After Loki becomes a tree (will that ever sound normal?) Mobius finds a gift Loki left for him in the time theatre - Loki’s memories of all of those centuries he lived through that Mobius won’t remember and all of the time they spent together 🥺

Pure angst please.

Sobfest or bust.

[mischievous-thunder]

It is what it is

[tiny-pun]

"You know how to clean up a crime scene but not how to wash the fucking dishes ?!?

...

How is that even possible?! "

[kidovna]

you and me both, loki

[wolfpup026]

💛 reunion kiss / relief + Lokius

If you're so inclined, it's been a while since a good post-S2 reunion went around. But anything you do is lovely. :)

Also requested by @cha-melodius, thank you guys for the prompt! 🥰

[lexycxndy]

Mobius wanted loki to wear a ugly christmas sweater 🙈

Also loki's pov:

Day 12 ugly sweater ✨

[oneoflokischildren]

Character A: What are you doing?

Character B *laying curled up on the floor*: I'm crying. Once again.

Character A: Why do you always cry when you're laying on your side?

Character B: Because I see all the bad shit of the world from a whole new angle ...

[agent-birdnoises]

🤔 There's way too many beds (and we only use one) - author's choice for pairing :)

“Loki, this is ridiculous!”

“It is not.”

“Sure is, buddy.”

“More ridiculous than breaking into a furniture store late at night and sleeping in one of the beds?”

“That's just it, Lokes: one bed! Tell me again why you think we have to share?”

Mobius rubs his temples and looks at Loki with arched brows, eagerly waiting for a response that is not completely absurd.

Then again, the whole situation is downright silly.

At least when Mobius headed out for this absolutely unspectacular mission on the timeline earlier, naturally with Loki in tow, he could have never predicted where he would end up a few hours later. They were just supposed to check out a couple of temporal anomalies and that was about it.

However, then the TVA's entire system had to crash down for some reason and they both found themselves stranded in some rural area of Germany in the late 2000's. Thankfully communications still worked and Mobius was told by headquarters that they should lay low for a while and wait for the software to reboot.

And since Mobius had no intention of staying outside late at night (because of course it was late at night on the timeline) he quickly began to search for some accommodations and discovered them in the shape of an IKEA furniture store down the road. Somewhere warm to sleep and maybe grab a few snacks along the way – perfect!

So Loki used his special talents to pick the locks without any alarm going off and Mobius immediately headed for the bed section, feeling utterly exhausted after having to deal with way more excitement than he had prepared himself for.

And now here they are, in one of the beds.

Yes, ONE, because Loki decided, without consulting Mobius first, that he would slip under the covers right beside the agent and completely ignore all the other two million beds around them filling the entire showroom.

“Don't be difficult, Mobius,” Loki says, rolling his eyes as though the analyst is the one who is acting crazy here. “This is only tactical.”

He shifts a bit closer, making their arms brush for a second, and Mobius is fairly sure he will lose his mind rather sooner than later.

“How exactly is this tactical?” Mobius wonders with a weary sigh.

“A night guard might show up any second now,” Loki reasons. “Of course I would be able to hide us with my magic, but I need to be close to you for that.”

Mobius knows that this is bullshit because he's seen Loki using his seidr on people without requiring actual physical contact more times than he can count. Hell, he's witnessed the god pulling down his brother's pants in a crowded room while being on the other side of the hall, an innocent look on his face as he was standing tall and proud next to Odin, playing the dutiful and obedient son.

Loki could easily hide Mobius by sleeping at least thirty beds away.

But Mobius doesn't point that out. Instead he says, “This is an IKEA, Lokes. There are no night guards here.”

Loki purses his lips. “Are you sure about that?”

“Pretty sure, yeah.”

Loki scoffs. “Pretty sure is not good enough for me.”

And before Mobius even has a chance to say anything else, Loki has fallen down into the surprisingly fluffy pillows and has pulled the agent along with him. Mobius only has a chance to blink in confusion and then all of a sudden he's got a god plastered all over his back.

A god who is astonishingly warm, despite being a Frost Giant.

Mobius grumbles underneath his breath, but he is also too tired to argue and this actually does feel kinda nice, come to think of it. So in the end he just curses Loki quietly and lets his eyelids drop closed.

He falls asleep in a matter of seconds, feeling safe and content.

[lokius-kinkmeme]

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[in-my-loki-feels]

👈 lokius

Thank you for the prompt! <3 This one was also requested by lokiloving. I may try to do a second ficlet, but there are other asks I want to get to first so please enjoy this for now! (Also thank you to @devilbearingtrouble for helping with a clunky bit of this. Please read her take on this prompt. It's so good!!)

cw NSFW (but come on, look at the prompt)

8.👈 Fingers in mouth/on lips

“If you're not going to eat it, why get it?” Mobius asked, feeling a little petulant on behalf of the neglected pie. It was a waste of a meal token, not to mention delicious pie.  Loki glanced down at the neon green slice in front of him.  “I’m eating it,” he said, and picked up his fork to swirl it through the perfect dollop of whipped cream on top. Mobius sighed.   “You're not eating it, you're playing with it.” “No, I'm playing with you,” Loki said, his green eyes locking onto Mobius with sudden intent. “Or I’d like to.”

It was such a sudden shift in behavior, it snatched Mobius’ breath. Loki had been relaxed in his chair, a smile teasing his lips. Now he looked at Mobius like a hunter eyeing prey. It was the sort of shift Mobius had seen Loki pull in Sacred Timeline footage, but never since arriving at the TVA.  “Very funny,” Mobius said, trying to move past the strange moment by cutting off another piece of his own pie. As he brought it to his lips, he looked across the table and saw Loki had given up the fork; instead, he swiped some of the whipped cream with his finger. Loki’s lips curved as he mirrored the path of Mobius’ fork, bringing his own finger to his mouth and closing his lips around it.  Mobius almost choked on his piece of pie. Loki took his time cleaning his finger, while Mobius coughed and tried to get the remains down without inhaling more. Heat suffused him, concentrating in his face—which had to be bright red—and pooling in his crotch.  “What—” He broke off with another cough.  “You know, something about mine simply doesn’t taste right,” Loki mused. He uncrossed those long legs of his, rising to his full height, and stepped over to Mobius’ side of the table. The wicked light hadn’t left his green eyes. He put one hand on the table beside Mobius’ plate, bending down so they were nearly eye to eye.  As Mobius watched, his mouth falling open, Loki stuck his finger—the same one he’d just cleaned cream off of—into what remained of the whipped cream on Mobius’ slice of pie. Then he brought it to his mouth and wrapped his fingers around it slowly, holding Mobius’ gaze as he did. His jaw moved, just enough for Mobius to imagine what Loki was doing with his tongue, and then he pulled his finger free with a pop.  Mobius felt frozen in his chair, unable to do anything but watch the events unfold. His heart pounded in his ears, rushing more blood south where he was already hard.   “That doesn’t taste quite right either,” Loki said. “It’s missing something…”  Mobius jumped when Loki took hold of his hand, his fork clattering to the table. Loki folded down all of Mobius' fingers down except his index finger, then guided Mobius’ hand down to dip that finger into the whipped cream. There was hardly any left, just enough to coat the skin.  Mobius felt like everything in the automat had come to a stop except Loki, who brought Mobius’ finger up to his mouth and slowly wrapped his lips around it.  Warm and wet were the first things Mobius thought and then ohhh, as Loki curled his tongue around Mobius’ finger. Mobius jerked in his chair as the sensation went straight down through his body to his cock. He moaned as Loki closed his eyes and sucked, even though there couldn’t have been anything left. Loki pulled Mobius’ finger out, keeping his lips tight around it until it was free, then opened his eyes and smiled.  “That’s what I was looking for,” he purred.

Prompts are here. Other ficlets here.

[lokimobius]

i just imagined mobius sat at his desk drawing little doodles of him and loki on his notepad. he's so locked in that he doesn't hear loki approach, and loki watches as he writes "M + L" in a heart on the corner of the page

[existential-labrador]

Guysssss what about an Ugly Betty inspired Lokius AU where Odin is fed up of Loki sleeping with his personal advisors so he hires a certain TVA agent that he thinks Loki won’t be tempted to sleep with (jokes on you Odin)

[mischievous-thunder]

The plot must go on!

[tiny-pun]

B: So let’s get started! Do you trust me?

A: Well, I don’t really know you. But you have a pay-check and a reputation at stake. I trust you to want that more, than to play a trick on me.

B: …. Right. Thanks, ….I guess.

[insomniaflarrow]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tag @elodiah!!

I have a feeling this one might never make it out of the drafts folder, so a slightly larger snippet.

“C’mon, up we get,” Mobius says, hoisting Loki upwards, a hand creeping around his shoulders and pulling until he gives in and stumbles to his feet. Once upright, he sags against the wall rather than the man opposite, struggling against the heaviness. Already he feels as though falling back to the ground would not be so terrible a plan, if it allows him to regain any measure of awareness. A nap would also not go amiss.

Perhaps combining the two – in which case, napping on the floor should be his logical next step.

Mobius, on the other hand, has other ideas. He finishes barking an order over his shoulder, the finer details lost in the long, winding path that has formed between Loki’s senses and his mind, then turns to face him. “Geez, that was quite the hit,” he says, and even Loki can make out the way his brow furrows, worry lines forming on his forehead, “got here just in time to see you go flying.”

“I’m fine,” he breathes, wheezing through the words.

"You don't look fine," Mobius insists. "You're shaking." He reaches out and grasps Loki's chin firmly, pulling him forwards and tilting his head from side to side.

"What in the realms do you think you're doing?" Loki snaps, his attempts to pull away halted not by the grip keeping him still, but by the weight of the gaze pinning him there, an intensity behind Mobius' eyes he's not seen before.

It's late, so open tag for anyone who would like to join in! :D

[wolfpup026]

❤️ first kiss / realization - I've got the Avengers AU on the brain so *if* you've thought of this moment, would love to see it. 👀 But regular Lokius is good too!

I don't know if this would fit in the story but I had a silly idea where Mobius impulsively kisses Loki while still under the mind stone's influence. Loki jerks back and holds a dagger to his neck, thinking it's a betrayal or manipulation. Mobius is like 'okay you could've let me down easier than that' and then they never speak of it again until feelings come out much later 😂