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[wolfpup026]

Trick or treat! 🎃

Happy Halloween! Here's a Lokitty for you.

He brought you a present :3

[megglesthegeek]

🎃 Trick or treat! 🎃

TREATS! Have a Loki taking a break from trying to get the loom to not explode and taking a moment with Mobius.

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There really was only so many times Loki could keep going through this without feeling a little insane. That was the definition of insanity, wasn’t it? Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results? He’d been at this for centuries. Get Timely out there sooner, and faster, and explain the process in rapid-fire talk before he gets out there, instructing him as he went. Every time, without fail, there were just strings of nothing left of the man, and Loki would go back and do it all over again.

He was exhausted. He just needed a moment to not have to deal with the Loom or the inevitable failure that would lead to it exploding and destroying everything.

So during this run, as O.B. began to explain to Timely how the multiplier needed to be deployed, Loki turned and slowly made his way over to Mobius.

With every step toward the analyst, he drank him in. Took in every bit of the man that Loki had come to care for so deeply. Mobius glanced up, quick at first, too focused on the loom to give Loki too much attention. But when Loki stopped right beside him, he looked up and frowned.

“What?” He asked as panic started to ripple through the others, Timely likely having disintegrated by now.

With a sigh, Loki reached out and took Mobius’s hand, clasping it in his own while all the things he wanted to say lingered on the tip of his tongue. Outside, things brightened, the loom about to melt down at any moment.

Mobius searched Loki’s face, for what the god didn’t know. But he must have found what he was looking for because Mobius turned to fully face Loki, stepping closer as he adjusted their handhold.

Loki bent his head, pressing his forehead to Mobius’s, staring him in the eye as the room shook and panic officially took hold of their friends.

After a few seconds, a sad smile pulled on Mobius’s lips as he quietly said, “I can’t think of a better way to go.”

“I can,” Loki replied but could already feel the molecular structure around them slipping away. In a moment, Mobius would be gone, and Loki would time slip back to the beginning. “And I promise, when this is over, I’ll show you.”

Mobius chuckled wetly, eyes starting to fill with tears.

“It’s already over.”

“Not yet,” Loki promised before Mobius slipped through his fingers once again.

[lokimobius]

Trick or treat 💕💕💕🎃

here's a treat for you! 💕

i was toying around with the idea that, in my little post s2 garden au, loki and mobius would adopt a cat. i thought it would be fun to have loki not be so sure of her at first, and feel a bit nervous about not having all the attention from mobius, but then realising that he doesnt ever have to fight for his affection.

anyway, all that to say... here's mobius napping on the sofa with their unnamed cat! (i am taking cat name suggestions)

Loki leaned against the doorway and watched Mobius’ chest rise and fall with each slow breath. The cat was tucked under his chin, curled up small so that she lay directly on his chest. Mobius didn’t seem to mind though, as his hand was wrapped around her, holding her close. Just looking at the pair made Loki's heart soar with affection. Mobius looked gorgeous in the lamp's low light, his hair falling around his head in a halo of silver. He stepped into the room quietly to find a blanket for them when the cat’s head raised, and she turned to look at him with wide eyes. “You look comfortable,” Loki said to her with a smile.  She stared at him blankly, as if to say, "Obviously." Then she nuzzled against Mobius' face, gently head-butting his chin before turning to look at Loki again, her eyes boring into his. “Okay, silly question; I apologise.” Loki swore she rolled her eyes at him before she turned away to curl up again.

[in-my-loki-feels]

🎃Trick or treat!🎃

Happy Halloween! Here's a little treat for you in the form of the original beginning of My Mind's Aflame, before I realized I was going to end up writing a much longer fic than I needed to. 😆

“There is some time before we can expect Alioth to return, but not much,” the eldest Loki in the group said. He gave Mobius a meaningful look. “Perhaps you should use it wisely.”  Mobius was pretty sure he’d just been told by “dad” that going off to make out with his “daughter” was not only okay, but encouraged. He looked up as Loki and Sylvie re-entered the little shack. Loki’s eyes met his and the small, almost shy, smile that lit his face made Mobius’ heart flutter. When they’d left that time cell together, Mobius had felt anything was possible. Then Ravonna had been there to prove him wrong. He’d woken up in the Void and had to focus on surviving but the whole time he’d been running—or driving—for his life, he’d been thinking of Loki. He knew it was almost certain that Loki would get pruned and if he was pruned, he’d wind up here. He'd also be focused on survival. That’s what Lokis did, after all. Mobius was surrounded by the proof of it.  He watched Loki say something to Sylvie and then make his way around the fire to where there just so happened to be an empty chair beside Mobius.  “Saved you a spot,” he whispered as Loki sat down. It earned him a broader smile.  “Couldn’t find one with a better view?”  “What, you don’t like roast…whatever that is?” Mobius gestured to the animal hung on the spigot. He’d half-expected the alligator to have gone for it by now but it continued to watch, occasionally blinking its yellow eyes.  “I’ll pass, thank you,” Loki said. He turned towards Mobius and the fondness in his eyes made it suddenly feel like it was just the two of them by the fire.

[silentxsymphony]

🎃Trick or treat!🎃

Head canon and media rec time! We’ve had Automat conversations about this before, but I totally think that both Loki and Mobius have a praise kink (of both the spicy and not spicy varieties, lol). And, lucky for both of them, they each love to indulge each other’s.

One of my favorite explorations of this for Loki is @ceeceetv’s Kneel for Me - a spicy retelling of Loki’s arrival to the TVA that I have read….an unreasonable number of times 🤣 Mobius is already such an expert in what makes Loki tick, and he puts that knowledge to excellent use to work his Loki 😏

I feel like Mobius’ praise kink isn’t as initially obvious, but Loki soon realizes that Mobius has just been made to feel like a cog in the wheel of the TVA for so long that he doesn’t even know what to do with himself when Loki compliments him and lets him know how appreciated and special he is 🥰🥰 I’ve loved seeing @natendo-art’s exploration of this in the recent “A little praise” comic mini series 💚🧡

[textsfromthetva]

Trick or treat! 🎃

now wouldn't that be a treat worth wandering the neighborhood for 😉

[mobius-m-mobius]

🎃Trick or treat!🎃

Couldn't help thinking of your Bad Things 'verse and throwing together a little example of Prez eyeing up Don on their first meeting 👀

[kcscribbler]

🎃Lokius Trick-or-Treat Game🎃

The Rules:

Reblog this post, or copy and paste into your own post so that people know your "porch light is on."

Make sure your ask box is open! (anon asks open are up to you)

Let people know they can send you a trick or treat ask

Asks must be sent before midnight on October 31

Respond to the asks you get with whatever you want!

Edit: This was created for the Automat discord server, but feel free to reblog or repost as you like, we're definitely not the first to do something like this. 😉

Edit #2: Participant list for this fandom can be seen here, if you want to add your name or find anyone's ask box link

Treats can be anything!

Examples: emoji strings, doodles, sketches, ficlets, sneak peeks/lines from WIPs, playlists, random headcanons, fic rec lists, gifs, memes, cat videos (extra points for cats in Halloween costumes!), anything you think the recipient might think is a treat.

And if you don't feel like giving a treat, you can always dare them to trick you in return!

[distracteddream]

Trick or treat! 🎃

I literally just wrote this on my phone when I should be sleeping. Hope you enjoy this treat!

“Loki!”

Loki’s head swung around, eagerly anticipating what he was about to see. “Yes?”

“Don’t you ‘yes’ me!” Mobius snapped. “Where are my clothes?”

Loki straightened his posture, perching at the edge of his chair. He could hardly fight the wide grin that stretched across his face, not that he would have wanted to. “Weren’t they in there? I could have sworn-”

“My real clothes!” Mobius stuck his head out of the Wardrobe Department changing room, eyes narrowing at Loki’s unrepentant smile. That was all it took for Mobius to realize the trick Loki had played on him. “You little shit.”

Loki almost vibrated out of his seat. “Show me.”

The glare Mobius gave him was probably meant to be frightening but it was wasted on Loki. Mobius swept aside the changing room curtain and Loki’s mouth fell open.

Tight denim squeezed around Mobius’ crotch and hips in a way that hadn’t been fashionable in decades. A gawdy tropical floral print button-down with a red background was somehow tucked in to the jeans, the lighter weight fabric flowing away from Mobius’ body. And best of all to Loki’s eyes was the wide open V of the shirt, putting a generous helping of Mobius’ sternum and clavicles on display.

Loki licked his teeth.

“I can’t wear this for Halloween, Loki.” Mobius put his hands on his hips, unintentionally drawing Loki’s gaze there. “Eyes up!” Mobius ordered to which Loki surprisingly complied. “I don’t think I can sit down.”

Loki stood and slunk towards Mobius. Once in reach, his fingers brushed along Mobius’ shoulders. His arms. His stomach. His hips. “Fashion is suffering, Mobius.”

He knew he had Mobius when Mobius’ eyes went to Loki’s mouth and stayed there. Loki’s fingers curled around Mobius’ denim-clad hips and Loki stepped into Mobius’ personal space, guiding him back into the changing room.

“But let me see if I can’t ease your suffering.”

[lexytoga]

Trick or treat 👻

Witch loki and vampire mobius ✨

[wolfpup026]

Trick or treat 💕💕💕💕🎃 🎃 🎃

Happy halloween! Here's a Meowbius for you 💕

[lokimobius]

Trick or treat! 🎃

Hehehehe~ here's your treat! 🎃🎃🎃

Before we begin, I'd like to let you know that this might be the most ridiculous thing i've ever written and I have no idea what came over me. Enjoy!

Warning for sexual innuendo.

Mobius wasn’t answering his TemPad. B-15 tried five times to get through to him, but he hadn’t picked up or answered any of her messages. He Who Remains' temporal aura was picked up in early 1500s Rome. They were getting close to catching him, but Mobius had taken all files he thought would be relevant back to his room to examine after his break. She stepped out of the elevator and headed toward his quarters. It was his fault that she had to interrupt his sleep. She had told him to leave the files so they could review them together, but he insisted that, as the highest-ranking analyst, he wanted to look at them himself.

A chill ran down her spine as she reached the door and heard Mobius shout, “Yes! Oh my god, Loki, c’mon, just a bit more!”   Loki gasped loudly, “Ah, Oh gods!” “There, Loki!” Mobius screamed. She wanted to turn around and leave, but she needed that file—no exceptions. With determination, she raised her fist and knocked on the door loudly, ready to face whatever awaited her on the other side. “Come in!” Mobius called cheerfully. She opened the door to find Loki and Mobius seated in front of a computer. On the screen were two people chained together in some kind of dungeon-looking environment. “Oh, hey Bea!” Mobius smiled at her before turning to shove Loki in the arm. “We fell, you idiot!” he hissed. “Excuse me, whose fault was that?” Loki snapped back. “YOURS!” Mobius said, throwing the controller down. “I think you’ll find it was YOU closest to the edge." Loki scowled, placing his gamepad on the desk to point at Mobius accusingly. “YOU pulled us down with that wretched chain that’s attached to us both. I had nothing to do with it.” Mobius rolled his eyes, pointing back at Loki with his thumb as if to say, ‘Take a look at this guy.' He huffed as he spoke, “Sorry, Bea, Loki is being a sore loser.” “I am not! You’re the one that’s sulking.” Mobius laughed bitterly. “No, you are.” “Both of you shut up!” B-15 shouted, bringing up the palm of her hand to her forehead. They froze, turning to look at her like two scolded children. “This is what you were doing?” She said, incredulous. “Gaming?” “What else would we be doing?” Mobius asked. “I thought you were...” She paused, taking in their confused looks. “Never mind, it’s not important. Mobius, I need that file you borrowed, the one on Rome. You got it here?”  “Yeah, sure, it’s just over here. One tick.” He stood up to root through the files on his table. Loki gave a disapproving tsk when a few of them slid off the surface onto the floor. “What a mess,” he mumbled. Mobius gave him another shove as he passed the file to Bea. “Thank you. I’ll see you in 20 minutes.” She said, pointing the file at them. “Don’t kill each other in the meantime.” Mobius grinned at her, then at Loki, who returned the smile softly. “Wouldn't dream of it.” 

[in-my-loki-feels]

trick or treat! 🎃

Happy Halloween! I'm not ready to say goodbye to the Avengers AU, so how about a little more of them as a treat? 🤭 This was a scene I started and then decided would probably fall in between chapters 8 and 9, so I set it aside to possibly pursue later.

Mobius and Loki have a little time to themselves. Whatever shall they get up to? 😏

“It just feels a little unreal. I thought I really blew it with that first kiss.”  Loki’s mouth turned down but before he could speak, Mobius put a finger to his lips. Loki’s eyes widened. Mobius doubted anyone had ever tried to silence him before, let alone so bluntly. “What did I say about apologizing?” Mobius said and then grinned. “Besides, the part where you, uh, pinned me to the wall wasn’t so bad.” The memory of that moment made his heart beat faster. Loki’s gaze slowly turned considering before a devious light sparked in his green eyes. He took Mobius’ by the hips and pivoted away from the bed, backing him up slowly until they reached the wall. He held Mobius in place with one hand on his chest and the other against the wall by his head, caging him in.   “Is that so?” he murmured. Mobius swallowed, feeling his face heat up. Loki was the one mostly undressed, but Mobius somehow felt more naked with how Loki looked at him.  “Did you enjoy feeling powerless against me?” Loki lowered his voice as he leaned in, his lips brushing Mobius’ ear as he spoke. “Were you eager to submit to your new god?” Between one breath and the next, a green shimmer ran down Loki’s body, leaving him dressed in the elaborate Asgardian clothes he’d been wearing the night before Stuttgart. He looked undeniably good, especially now that he’d filled out, but it also took away the glorious sight of his body.  “No,” Mobius groaned, even as his pulse picked up. “Why’d you get dressed again? We’re going backwards here.” “You're not going anywhere,” Loki said with a smirk.

[silentxsymphony]

Trick or treat💕💕💕💕💕🎃 🎃

A Mobius headcanon for you!! I’ve always thought that Mobius would be a lover of romance novels once he discovered what they were. He’s such a sweet soul and so empathetic that I think a happily ever after would appeal to him 🥹 And they’re a sweet little feel good treat, just like his beloved key lime pie and Josta. Here’s a snippet from the 5 + 1 fic I wrote about Loki sharing life’s little indulgences with Mobius 💚

As a lover of stories, Loki had taken to collecting various novels during their forays across different timelines. Despite their lack of magic, mortals really could be most imaginative. He started a small library on one of the quaint shelves of Mobius’ apartment not long after he moved in. Before long, Mobius had started pocketing some novels himself. But instead of the hefty, leather-bound volumes Loki seemed to favor, Mobius often wound up with flimsy paperbacks tucked into the inner pockets of his jacket. Loki would gently tease him for his fondness for the melodramatic, romantic Earth novels he would often catch him reading in the evenings. “You and I have both visited the so-called Midgardian ‘Regency era,’ and I think we can agree that the happy endings of these amorous depictions are not realistic, particularly between two male-presenting individuals given the overall homophobic nature of the time.” Mobius’ cheeks flushed in slight embarrassment. “Yes, well,” he began, clearing his throat in an attempt to bide time as he considered what it was that drew him into these novels that he’d taken to smuggling from various Earth timelines. “I know they’re silly and not at all realistic, but I like knowing that they’ll end happily. It’s comforting.” Loki’s gaze softened at the words, and he couldn’t help but consider the distinct lack of comfort Mobius had been afforded during his indeterminable existence thinking he was nothing more than a cog in the great wheel of the TVA. “You hopeless romantic,” he whispered and ran his fingers through his lover’s hair and leaned down to press a gentle kiss to his temple. He stepped away only long enough to pull a plush blanket from the closet before curling up next to Mobius and covering them both with it. “Read the next chapter to me?” Loki murmured with a smile.

[textsfromthetva]

Trick or treat!🎃

same, Mobius. same.

[mobius-m-mobius]

🎃 Trick or treat! 🎃

Furthering the keepsake headcanon, here's a little something of how Mobius might have found a way to save some of his moments with Loki to look back on until they reunite with inspiration by your lovely fic Photoautomat 🥰