#lokius trick or treat

[wolfpup026]

Trick or treat! 🎃

Happy Halloween! Here's a Lokitty for you.

He brought you a present :3

[in-my-loki-feels]

🎃Trick or treat!🎃

We can never have enough fooling around in the Archives, right? Here is an early S1 scene that I started and then forgot I had in a doc somewhere. 🤭

CW mildly NSFW/suggestive

Loki hadn’t been out of the time collar long before he pounced. Mobius had thought he would run, actually, like he had when he first arrived and managed to get free. Mobius should’ve forced Loki to stick to Miss Minutes videos, instead of letting him tag along like a naughty puppy, because now he was nipping at Mobius’ heels with question after question. It was a miracle he shushed when the Archivist shot him a look.  The silence should’ve been its own warning, but Mobius was eager to break out the files on the variant and put Loki to work, so he thought he’d enjoy it while it lasted. But no sooner had he ducked between shelves, looking for the box he needed, than Loki spun him around with a hand on his shoulder and kissed him.  Mobius had expected more lead up, honestly. A little more seduction, or an appeal to how he could make Mobius’ life very interesting if Mobius let him go. Instead, Loki kissed him like he was trying to take something from him, and it was good, up until Loki bit his lip.  “Ow!” Mobius hissed, mindful of keeping his voice down. He tried to push Loki back, but Loki was pinning him to the bookshelf, grinning wildly. It was easy to see how this was the same variant who had tried to take over New York. “You need to behave or you’re going right back into that time collar.” Loki eyed him and then dove in for another rough kiss. For a brief moment, Loki was flush against him and Mobius realized they were both getting hard. The danger of being caught wasn't helping.  “Hey.” Mobius tore his mouth away and grabbed Loki’s wrists, using that to push him back. “I said, behave.” Loki looked at him a moment more, before his smile took on a wicked edge. He held Mobius’ gaze as he sank to his knees, easily pulling free from Mobius’ now-slack grip. Loki slid his hands down Mobius’ torso to the front of his slacks, all while never looking away.  “Is this better?” 

[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.

[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 💚🧡

[mobius-m-mobius]

👻🎃Trick or treat!🎃👻

Treats all around lovely 🥰🎃 Just wanted to make a little something in your style in honor of the endlessly hilarious posts you put together for the fandom, no one gets these characters like you do and it's always a delight looking forward to seeing you on dash 💖

(fate's really twisting his arm on this one 😂)

[textsfromthetva]

Trick or treat!🎃

same, Mobius. same.

[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 💕

[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.

[megglesthegeek]

🎃🎃🎃Trick or Treat!🎃🎃🎃

Treats! I ran out of things I was willing to share that I had already written so I whipped up something fresh! Here's an alternate scene where it's Mobius Loki sits with in the void while Sylvie is inside with the Lokis.

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The fire was burning inside the shell of a building, keeping the residents of the Void warm as the storm from Alioth lingered. Loki still couldn’t tell if that was a good thing or not. Sylvie’s plan was, he had to admit, solid. But that was only if the monster didn’t suddenly turn tail and decide they were the tastier morsel than whatever had its attention.

But while the Lokis lingered inside all starved for warmth despite their true nature, the one being that should have probably wanted to be nearest to the flame was sitting on the hill outside among the grass.

Loki himself had lingered on the precipice of joining his variants and going to the man he had grieved losing not even half a day ago.

In the end, it was the desire to be with Mobius more than himself that won out.

Loki crossed the field and took his place next to Mobius close enough that he could feel the man’s warmth even in the dreary weather.

“Surprised you didn’t want to hang out with them. It’s an interesting bunch, to say the least,” Mobius said without looking over at Loki.

Loki didn’t know what to say to that, so he merely grinned, and quietly chuckled nervously.

After the silence lingered a moment, Loki said, “I take it you’ll be returning to the TVA?”

Mobius nodded while still looking off into the distance.

“I’m gonna burn the place to the ground,” He said before turning to Loki with a smirk. “Thanks for the spark.”

Loki smiled, “I could say the same.”

“Me? I didn’t do anything,” Mobius started to argue but Loki put his hand on the agent's knee and Mobius fell silent.

“You saw something in me no one else ever had. When I ran after Sylvie in Roxxcart, I had truly been torn for a moment. But I thought ‘he’s going to be like everyone else in my life. He’s only going to want me around for what use I can be of, and that will be it. I thought it was my chance for freedom. But then you called me a friend,” Loki ducked his head, unable to look Mobius in the eye as he admitted, “No one has ever called me their friend before.”

“I know,” Mobius said softly. “But I thought that was at least where we were going before… everything.”

Loki peeked up, seeing a similar vulnerability in Mobius’s gaze.

“I believe it was, as well,” he said. “And, perhaps, maybe something more than.”

Mobius’s eyes went wide but he didn’t look offended or as though he were about to politely reject Loki’s blossoming attraction.

Instead, his surprise turned into something wistful as he said, “It’s too bad we’ll never find out.”

“Why can’t we?”

“Well, you and Sylvie are going to take down Alioth, see who's the one pulling the strings. Seems to me like that’s gonna pull us in two different directions.”

“What about after?”

“Loki,” Mobius started to argue but Loki grabbed Mobius’s hand and held firm.

“I’ll find you,” He promised.

“And what if you don’t?” Mobius asked, the vagueness of why that might be left unsaid. Both were about to do something dangerous, and there really was no promise that after all this was done they would weave their way back to one another.

Loki searched Mobius’s face a moment before leaning toward him, twisting his torso so he could cup Mobius’s face while still clasping his hand. He pressed what had to have been one of the most chaste kisses he had ever given to Mobius’s lips but it didn’t mean it wasn’t full of all the things Loki couldn’t put words to.

He was delighted and pleasantly surprised despite everything to find Mobius kissing him back.

Pulling reluctantly away, Loki brushed his nose along Mobius’s and said, “Now you’ll have something to remember me by.”

[lokimobius]

🎃Trick or treat!🎃

sorry this treat is late!!! i hope you’ll still enjoy it!

i wrote this as a scene for my lokius neighbours au then realised it wasn’t really the way i wanted them to have their first kiss, so i threw it into the vault.

“I want to kiss you.” He began, watching Mobius' eyes widen. He smirked slightly before continuing. “And I don’t want to seem presumptuous, but I think you might want to kiss me, too.” Mobius’ mouth hung open. Loki leaned on one knee to hover over Mobius on the sofa, one hand resting on his thigh. The soft gasp that escaped Mobius’ mouth as he rubbed his thumb against the soft fabric of his pants made him ache with lust. He began to move his hand higher, then paused. “If I'm wrong, tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll stop.” He said softly, waiting for Mobius to give him the go ahead. Mobius swallowed and licked his lips, covering Loki’s hand with his own and pulling it higher. They locked eyes. “I want this.” He said, voice resolute. 

[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.

[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 👀