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mimisempai · 3 years ago

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You may be out of my sight, but never out of my mind

Summary:

During his journey with Sylvie, Loki realizes that Mobius occupies his mind much more than he thinks.

5 times where Loki thinks about Mobius and 1 time where he realizes that he misses him.

Notes:

Loki along the episode 3, in the episode Mobius is not present... physically, but in Loki's head... it's another story...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32141530

1992 words - rating G

As he tried to keep up with her, Sylvie wryly asked him, "What exactly makes a Loki a Loki?"

Seriously, why were they all asking him the same thing? Loki remembered their first discussion with Mobius.

"All I seek is a deeper understanding of the fearsome God of Mischief. What makes Loki tick?"

Mobius... who seemed to know him before Loki even answered him. Who seemed to know before him what made him tick. Mobius who had made him tick, who had helped him see his flaws, but who hadn't used them against him.

He wouldn't reveal anything to Sylvie, he didn't know her well enough to trust her yet. Though a little voice in his head whispered to him, "You didn't know Mobius for much longer when you made yourself vulnerable to him."

Yes, but Mobius was Mobius as Loki was Loki.

He sighed before replying, with his usual verve, "Independence, authority, style."

Some would say three words weren't enough to describe him, but it was enough for now.

Sylvie sneered and retorted, "So, naturally you went to work for the boring, oppressive time police."

What a cheeky woman, she didn't know anything.

He protested, "I don't work for them. I'm a consultant."

Even though several people at the TVA had repeatedly reminded him of his place in the short time he'd been there, Loki liked to think that Mobius considered him as such.

If Loki was honest, he had enjoyed "working" with Mobius. Not to mention the way they had "grown closer."

But now... he didn't even know if they would get reunited and if they did... he didn't even want to think about it. He couldn't. He didn't have time for that.

Sylvie replied, "You don't know what you want."

Loki answered with a deflection, even though deep down he knew exactly what he wanted, or rather who he wanted.

Mobius...

"I can't sleep in a place like this."

Loki, surprised, asked Sylvie, "You can't sleep on a train?"

She replied, annoyed, "No. I can't sleep around untrustworthy people."

That he could understand.

Of course, he couldn't help but think of the last time he had slept like that.

In the TVA archives, while he and Mobius were doing research, Loki had fallen asleep. He hadn't just dozed off, he had fallen deeply asleep.

One could argue that it was because since New York he hadn't really been able to sleep, so exhaustion outweighed caution, or that he was bored with the research, but Loki knew it wasn't either of those reasons.

No matter how exhausted he was, no matter how tired he was, he had never slept in the presence of anyone else without his subconscious being in a state of minimal awareness.

It was ingrained in him. Few people had given him reason to trust.

In a place like the TVA, filled with hostile people, the presence of one person had been enough for him to let his guard down and sleep soundly.

He couldn't help but wonder why.

What was it about Mobius that was breaking down Loki's defenses one by one? Worse, what did Mobius have that made Loki's defenses fall one by one without making him want to run away?

Mobius...

Sylvie was a little more open and asked, "Hang on a second. So, tell... Tell me about your mother."

Sylvie was different in a way, kind of like Mobius, she made him want to confide... a little. Or was it because she was a variant of himself? In any case, he didn't mind answering, even if the news of his mother's death was still tough to accept.

"I barely remember her. Just blips of a dream at this point. You know, when I was young, she'd do these little bits of magic for me. Like turn a flower into a frog or cast fireworks over the water. It all seemed impossible. She told me that I'd be able to do it too because... Because I could do anything. You wanna see?"

He twirled his hand and mini fireworks erupted from it. He smiled, proud of himself.

Sylvie snorted and said, "Not bad.

Then Loki added, "She was the kinda person you'd want to believe in you."

Knowing the truth about his mother's death now, his sadness was all the greater. He could never again give her reason to believe in him.

The same little voice came again, "But there is someone else..."

There was someone else he would want him to believe in him.

Someone else who had believed in him enough to ask him for help, even if it was to fulfill his own agenda.

Mobius who had put his head on the line so that Loki wouldn't be reset, because he had seen something in Loki the same way his mother had always seen something in him.

Mobius had told him something that had resonated with him, like an echo of his mother's words.

"I guess I'm wondering why does someone with so much range just wanna rule?

But then things happened and Loki had to make this choice in a hurry.

He wondered if Mobius still believed in him now.

He could still hear him shouting just before he went through the portal.

"Loki wait!"

He couldn't help but hope that the man would listen to him before judging him.

That Loki would still have time to show him that yes, he could be believed in.

Mobius...

"How about you? You're a prince. Must've been would-be-princesses or perhaps, another prince." Sylvie punctuated her sentence with a little wink, as if she was daring him to prove her wrong.

But Loki was proud of who he was, and he wouldn't hide, he answered her with a little smile, "A bit of both. I suspect the same as you."

She nodded and Loki continued, "But, nothing ever..." he paused because what he was about to say was not completely true anymore.

However, Sylvie finished his sentence for him, "Real."

As he heard Sylvie say this word out loud, he realized it was no longer true. He took a sip.

This sort of relationship they had started with Mobius before they left for Alabama, Loki didn't want to believe it wasn't real.

He, the master of illusion, didn't want to believe that the emotions Mobius stirred in him weren't real.

He couldn't believe that the caress of his fingers, the taste of his lips that he could still feel were not real.

The very idea that the understanding and compassion he had read in Mobius' eyes was not real, it was terrifying to Loki.

Because for once he'd caught a glimpse of something that could only be his, not a throne, not a title, not glory. Just something real.

Mobius...

Sylvie had fallen asleep and Loki found himself alone with his thoughts, his thoughts that were only directed towards one person.

So he continued to drink and as the musicians played a melody that reminded him of Asgard, uninhibited by alcohol, he felt like singing and dancing.

With a snap of his fingers, he changed his borrowed uniform into that of the TVA.

It wasn't the leathers of Asgard, nor his god-like outfits, but he felt better right away.

Because it was the same as Mobius and it made him feel like he belonged. That the bond was not broken.

The jacket, even though it had the horrible name of Variant on the back, it was Mobius who had given it to him, who had told Loki that he looked smart in it.

Okay, drunkenness made him particularly sappy, but after all, for a short while, he felt like letting go.

He began to sing and dance in the middle of the dance floor, with some of the other passengers joining in.

When she sings, she sings “Come home”,

When she sings, she sings “Come home”

He almost burst out laughing when Sylvie woke up and saw him on the dance floor. She asked him where his uniform was. He just shrugged his shoulders and continued to sing and dance happily.

Suddenly the music became slower and more nostalgic, similar to a song his mother used to sing to him, and he leaned against the bar and couldn't help but sing along,

I stormsvarte fjell, jeg vandrer alene

Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem

I eplehagen står møyen den vene

og synger “når kommer du hjem?”

Men traner danser og fossene stanser

når hun synger, hun synger “kom hjem”

And before the emotion took over, he began to dance and sing happily again in an attempt to keep the nostalgia from overwhelming him.

When the music stopped, he returned to Sylvie and took his place in front of her.

She asked him with a raised eyebrow, "What did you just sing to look so troubled?"

Loki with a slightly tight throat, but trying not to let it show, answered, "It's Asgardian, it says :

In storm-black mountains, I wander alone

Over the glacier I make my way

In the apple garden stands the maiden fair and sings,

"When will you come home?"

Loki had to stop, overwhelmed by emotion.

Sylvie, her eyes devoid of all mockery, said softly, "So there is a would-be-princess somewhere..."

Loki chuckled sadly before replying, "I like metaphors you know, in this instance, it's not a princess, it's a prince, and I don't know if he's waiting for me or hoping to see me again, it's not even really my home, but..."

"...but you'd like to believe it, right?"

Loki could only nod.

Mobius...

Sylvie was explaining to him how her power worked as they made their way to where they could escape.

"That young soldier from the TVA, her mind was messed up. Everything clouded. I had to pull a memory from hundreds of years prior, before she even fought for them."

Loki stopped, shocked, not wanting to realize what Sylvie's words implied.

He asked her, urgently, "What? What'd you just say? Before she joined the TVA?"

She answered as if it were the most normal thing, "Yeah. She was just a regular person on Earth."

"A regular person?"

"Loved margaritas."

Loki continued as he began to understand, "I was told that everyone who works for the TVA was created by the Time-Keepers."

Sylvie laughed, "That's ridiculous. They're all Variants, just like us."

Loki appalled, "They don't know that!"

Mobius doesn't know that. The way he talks about the TVA, the jetski, Casey not knowing what fish are. They don't know that!

As they ran toward their destination, Loki couldn't stop the stream of thoughts that swirled in his head.

Mobius...

He thought back to their discussion.

"I think a TVA agent showing up on a jet ski on the Sacred Timeline, that would create a branch for sure."

"It'd be fun, though."

"Yeah, it'd be really fun."

"So, why read about them?"

"Just helps remind me of what we're fighting for."

How would he react if he learned that his whole life was a lie?

Loki knew it. Loki had lived it. He had been devastated when he learned that his parents were not his parents.

Loki's heart bled for Mobius, even though the man didn't know yet.

Mobius who had that kind of candor that Loki had lost for so long.

At that moment he realized how much he missed the man and how much he had become an important presence in his life. For the first time since they met, he didn't want his comforting and protective presence. He didn't want Mobius to be there for him, he, Loki, wanted to be there for Mobius.

He felt like protecting and comforting.

He felt like fighting for something other than himself.

At that moment, it wasn't the time keepers, or the tempad or anything else that mattered to him.

He had only one thought, only one word in his mind.

Mobius...

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The whole serie here : The story of Loki and Mobius

🌈 Happy Pride month ! 🌈

To celebrate, 1 day, 1 story.

Be ready for smiles, laugh, fluff, tooth rotthing fluff, positive vibes and a lot of love!

Not beta'd

#developing relationship #lokius #lokius fics #loki #mobius m mobius #sylvie laufeydottir #moki #wowki #loki x mobius #5+1 fic

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onsunnyside · 3 years ago

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um, hi, the anon who requested lloyd again andddd…first of all, you said it would be short, and then you fire this giant of a fic at me!!! i mean, i’m not mad at all, but omg i fell to the floor!!! so thank you so much for taking the time to write it, it was amazing🥺❤️❤️lloyd was obviously bad, but he was so good to his girl, and i just ugh!! like, who would hesitate to be a slut for such a good daddy? not me?!! i’m ready to get on my knees, sir, i’m ready to crawl, i’ll learn how to do cartwheels and somersault my way into your lap, i’ll do a whole acrobatic show, just fuck me after it🤸‍♀️🥴 (😲perosnal trainer!lloyd x gymnast!reader au — gunshot) also idk why, but you mentioning that he has a stubble made me weak in the knees. and i’ll send those thots in another ask because it’ll probably be a little longer (i hope that’s okay, if not, just delete, because i don’t want to spam your blog or something😭)

BESTIE I LOVE YOUU AND I AM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT☺️ hehe thank you so much, pls take these kithes😚😚 I love Lloyd so anything with him is first priority. PERSONAL TRANER!LLOYD HANSEN X GYMNAST!READER ?? YES YES YES !! a little stubble for extra feel hehe

#lost cause ask #sonnysprompts

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home-and-having-tea · 3 years ago

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Cold

Chapter One, 1234 words

Summary: Prince Asmund meets an enchanting stranger at a party and instantly becomes smitten (fic under the cut)

Honey-golden light saturated the room in its warm glow. Upbeat fiddle music filled the air, partygoers laughing and chattering above the swirling notes. Asmund smiled from the side of the grand hall, waving at his friends who drunkenly called to him from the dancefloor. He chuckled softly to himself as one of them stumbled over their own feet and landed with their face in a plate of food. Asmund shook his head amusedly, leaning back against the wall as he took a drink of his ale. The cold burn lingered on his tongue for a moment before extinguishing itself.

A crowd had begun to converge on the other end of the hall, raucous cheers and claps occasionally rising from the group. Asmund craned his neck to see what the commotion was all about, but only caught a brief glance of grinning faces and sloshing drinks. Pushing off from the wall, he walked into the dancefloor, making his way through a lump of giggling drunk villagers unsuccessfully attempting to dance.

As he made his way closer to the crowd, the pace of the strings sped up. Asmund smiled, recognizing it as a popular drinking song he’d heard dozens of times before at parties identical to his own. Over the hum of the fiddle, a voice like velvet belted out the lyrics. The prince stopped in his tracks, his copper eyes widening. The voice was ethereal. The most enchanting, beautiful, welcoming he’d heard in his life, even if they were singing a bar song. It reminded him of stars, of sitting on his windowsill with his back to the fire, watching stars glimmer far away in the heavens.

Men traner danser og fossene stanser

når hun synger, hun synger “kom hjem”

Asmund tapped a lady-in-waiting’s shoulder as the voice continued on singing, the crowd joining on the chorus with cheerful clapping. She turned around, half-shouting over the din, “Yes, Your Highness?”

Asmund caught a brief glimpse of soft, curly black hair from behind the lady-in-waiting. Shaking his head almost imperceptibly to focus, he looked back at the woman.

“Do you know who it is singing?” he asked, feeling ever so slightly self-conscious for his question. Her smile grew and she shrugged loosely.

“I’ve never seen him before, Your Grace, but he’s got quite the voice, you know.”

The prince nodded, staring past the servant as he tried to catch sight of the singer once again. The crowd had obscured him from Asmund’s view but he was determined to meet the owner of the most gorgeous voice in the kingdom. An absent-minded thanks passed his lips as he maneuvered past dozens of people and through the circle surrounding the singer.

The song slowed as it reached its end, the instruments fading to a whisper as the voice carried the last verse.

I stormsvarte fjell, jeg vandrer alene

Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem

I eplehagen står møyen den vene

og synger “når kommer du hjem?”

He broke through the crowd of people, and his breath flew from his chest in an instant. Ringed by dozens of guests stood the most stunning person Asmund had ever seen. The whole of the party seemed to fade away as he watched the man finish his song. He turned, golden and green robes fluttering around his legs, facing Asmund with a smile that made it seem like he’d been there waiting just for the prince to arrive.

The first coherent thought was that the singer’s eyes were unearthly, in a fascinatingly beautiful way. They seemed to glow with a soft green fire, and Asmund couldn’t make himself look away. Did the man even know how easily he’d captured the prince’s attention?

He seems to have some idea, a voice whispered to him. His eyes hadn’t moved from Asmund’s for more than a millisecond, and a teasing smirk had spread across his lips. Still singing along to the slowed music, he approached Asmund. The prince’s face went warm as the enchanting stranger leaned in. It could have been a glass too many of ale, but he could have sworn the man’s hand glowed the same beautiful emerald as his eyes as he reached out. His singing dipped as he tilted his head closer to Asmund’s.

“You had this stuck in your hair, dearest one,” he whispered with the slightest slur to his voice, holding out a shimmering kusymre flower that seemed to float barely above the palm of his hand. Asmund’s face flushed pink as he reached out to take the flower from the black-haired man. It made his fingers go pleasantly numb as he held it appreciatively.

Breaking him from his stupor, the crowd applauded uproariously around them. He’d completely forgotten people and the world itself existed outside of the beautiful stranger. The man in question clumsily bowed and waved to the other guests with a wide smile plastered on his face.

Asmund dazedly walked away from the group. “Air… I need some fresh air,” he announced quietly to no one in particular. He stumbled over the threshold to the balcony, his eyes fixated on the glimmering flower the stranger had seemed to summon out of thin air for him. The cold air brushed his skin as he pressed his palms against the cool stone of the banister.

“Didn’t scare you off, did I, dearest?” a familiar soft voice asked. Asmund’s head snapped around to see the stranger. He opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out. In the silver moonlight, the man looked even more magical, the inviting green glow even more evident in the dim light.

Finally summoning words to his tongue, Asmund replied in a confident voice that surprised him. “Not at all. Just needed to catch my breath,” he smiled at the man. “Would you care to join me?”

“I’d love to, darling,” he grinned back, leaning his back against the railing, tilting his head curiously at the prince. Something glittered in the depths of his eyes as he leaned on his elbow closer to Asmund. “You know, I never did happen to catch your name.”

Asmund subconsciously tucked a stray gold curl behind his ear, bringing his eyes up to meet the others’ despite the flush still tinting his cheeks. “I’m Prince Asmund. May I ask yours?”

He grinned widely, leaning in close to Asmund once again, this time picking up the flower and gently tucking it into the curl. His fingers gently brushed Asmund’s cheek, leaving it humming and warm. “Lovely name. You may call me Loki.”

Had he been less flustered, there were dozens of better responses to being introduced to the prettiest person he’d ever met. However, as he was very flustered, Asmund blurted, “What, like the god?” Loki tilted his head back and laughed as Asmund pressed the cool of his palm into his forehead in embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to say that…”

Loki laughed, turning his head to the side with a playful wink. “It’s exactly like the god, more than you’d think.” Asmund mumbled something into his hands. “What was that, dear?”

“Can we dance?” he repeated, still muffled by his hand. “I think I’d very much like to dance with you.”

Loki offered him an arm, grinning charmingly and slightly drunkenly to the brown-eyed prince. “I think I’d love to dance with you, too, provided I can see you again.”

Asmund couldn’t have wanted anything more.

#loki #bi loki #giving loki a boyfriend #loki x male oc #loki x asmund #fanfic

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pokenimagines · 5 years ago

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Hey welcome, could I request a scenario involving S/O waking up but not being able to leave the bed for work because Raihan has his arms wrapped around them and he refuses to let them go because he wants just a few more minutes in bed to cuddle them thanks

I ended up making this into a small fic because Raihan is easily my favorite character in the entire series so far! Hope you enjoy. If you want to request an imagine or fic idea here’s a list of things I will and won’t write! Enjoy the story!

Raihan x Trainer: Early Mornings

Waking up was never an easy thing to do, the warm bed was always so tempting and called out, making anyone want to just fall right back asleep. Sadly, being an adult and having a job got in the way of this blissful morning time.

A small groan escaped the trainer’s mouth as they noticed their alarm was going off and slowly began opening their eyes. They were far too comfortable, and the warmth emanating behind them made this entire ordeal so much harder. A strong arm was firmly wrapped around their waist, begging them to not get up and stay just a little longer.

The trainer grabbed the phone that as within arms reach and turned off their alarm, looking at the clock. Six in the morning, a time where no sane person would want to be awake. The trainer just sighed, knowing they needed to get up and start their day. Getting ready was already a huge hurdle they’d be having to overcome this morning.

They go and move when the arm around them tightened a bit, and they were pulled closer to the warm body behind them. They let out a sigh, knowing what was going on and tried to turn their head. Before they could, they felt a face nuzzling into the back of their head, and a low murmur that was nonsensical as the owner of the voice still wasn’t fully awake.

“Raihan, I need to get up and get ready for work.” The trainer mumbled, trying again to get out, but the grip wasn’t loosening. They knew full well they weren’t going to be able to break away from here with sheer strength alone, as Raihan was easily stronger. Darn him and his constant training with his team.

“It’s too early, and I’m still sleepy.” He murmured into the back of their neck, sending a shiver down their spine. They had no idea what to do to convince him when he was like this. He was just too soft and calm in the morning for them to function correctly. It was a stark constant to his usual hyper and explosive personality that he had in the day. They only got to enjoy this side of him for a short amount of time in the morning.

“Well, you can stay in bed and sleep more, but I need to get ready.” They tried to reason with him, and they felt him huff, clearly annoyed, and not understanding why they’d want to leave. After all, who would want to get up and ready and leave him all alone, right?

“I can’t sleep without you.” Oh no, now he was trying to be cute. The trainer just let out a groan, and Raihan immediately knew he was winning this argument. He had learned all the tricks to keep them right where he wanted them, and they knew how tog et him every time as well.

“That’s a lie, I’ve seen you napping when I get home, you can full well fall asleep without gripping onto me.” The trainer said, a small laugh escaping them, and they felt his grip pulling them as close as they could get to him. He was still buried in their hair and wasn’t ready to just give up yet.

“It’s not the same…just a couple more minutes?” That was it, the trainer knew they were done for when he asks for just a few more minutes. They let out another huff and Raihan could hear the small click of their nails against the screen as they began setting a timer. They always did it, and Raihan always felt accomplished when he won this early morning, almost daily, argument.

“Ten more minutes, and then you have to let me get ready.” The trainer compromised with him, and he was just fine with them. The trainer set their phone down, and they began twisting in Raihan’s grip. Raihan was more than happy to loosen up so they could flip around, and he tucked their head under his chin. The trainer could feel the smirk on his face as he resumed his over the top grip on them.

“Ten more minutes.” Raihan murmured back to them, and the trainer closed their eyes, enjoying the warmth he gave off and the steady thrumming of his heartbeat. The trainer soon was falling back into oblivion, and Raihan quickly noticed their body relaxing and sagging against him.

Raihan couldn’t help but find his phone and swiped up to get their camera out. He took a quick photo and decided he might spot it later before placing his phone close by. He sighed into the trainer’s hair and was soon falling back asleep as well.

#pokemon #pokemon swsh #pokemon sword and shield #pokeimagines #pokemon imagines #pokemon raihan #raihan #pokemon raihan x reader #raihan x reader #request

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kmp78 · 4 years ago

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List of JL’s gay sex partners: Takei, Matt (former guitarist of 30STM), Lallo, Virgo, Alexander, Patrick, personal traner, rbpm_ Clash Magazine’s creativ leader, Andreas the Greece guy, Alexis Arguette, Adam Lambert and many others…🤮🧐

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Okay you leave Adam out of your dingdongery, weirdo.

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personaltrainingmaster1 · 1 year ago

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Transform Your Body, Transform Your Life: Personal Trainer Secrets Revealed

The Role of Personal Trainers in Body Transformation

Are you overweight, underweight, unfit, or injury prone?

Are you unhappy or depressed about your body weight and body shape?

Are your efforts to transform your body futile, despite going on a diet and working out at the gym?

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The challenge is that there is a “no one size fits all” approach to Body Transformation.

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Don’t Skip Warm-Ups and Cool-Downs.

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Cut back on sugar

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#body transformation #personal traner

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ashleybenzoxoxo · 7 years ago

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「 ♚ ——┇❛ Two blondes. One mic.

❛ Lindsay Arnold and Ashley Benson ❜

@lindsayarnoldpce

Lindsay to Ashley

Would you rather play a villain or a hero in a movie?

Hero, I’ve kind of done it before when they let me play a hero on Pixels even though it was just a video games character. But yeah, I would die to play Ms. Marvel or some other character from that world.

What time of the day do you feel the most energetic and what do you usually do in those moments?

The mornings and I usually go to the gym. I have my personal traner who likes to kill me there but makes it fun.

If you had a clone, what would you have the clone do?

Take care of my kid… or not, I would do that and let my clone go out and socialize while Noah and I Netflix and chill.

What’s the moment you left childhood behind?

After I got my first role on TV. Probablyon The Days, and as a exact moment it could be after working on Spring Breakers like the no returning point although I wasn’t a child anymore anyways.

If you could get rid of one of your responsibilities today, what would it be?

Changing Noah’s diapers. Those things stink.

If you could be someone else for a day who would it be and why?

Scarlett Johansson or Kate Moss. Or maybe a VS model.

What would you like to invent?

Something to change diapers, and something to make teething less painful cause watching Noah cry breaks my heart.

Which of your five senses would you keep if you could only keep one?

Vision… I could live in a world where i can’t taste, smell, listen or touch but not one in which I couldn’t see my son or everything around me.

If you won 100 million dollars, what would you buy first?

A private airplane or my own perfume company, or shoes company, I’m not sure.

Who makes you laugh more than anyone?

Noah. His little baby laugh never fails me.

Ashley to Lindsay

How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?

I’m not really sure since I’m a dancer and if I was ticklish it doesn’t really bother me much. I know I was ticklish when I was younger on the bottom of my feet.

How private of a person are you? Why?

Well since not many people like or watch Dancing with the Stars I don’t have to really worry about my private life. I still keep my private life private for reasons most people should keep private.

What do you do when you are bored?

I haven’t been bored since I don’t even know when, but I’m going to say I dance when I’m bored.

What kind of alcohol do you prefer?

I don’t really drink that much, because I’m doing the show and fixing to go out on tour so I don’t want to mess any of that up.

Describe the perfect romantic partner for you

He has to be sweet and caring. He has to like kids and my dog Moose. He has to be liked by my parents and three younger sisters. I always say if he treats his mom right then he’ll treat you the way you should be treated as well.

What’s your favorte animal? Why?

My favorite animal is a dog. I mean they’re everyone’s best friend.

What kind of weather is your favorite?

Well I’m from Utah which gets cold, but I’ve lived in LA for a while so I’m going to say the warmer weather is my favorite. I can take the colder weather, but every once in a while.

Read any good books? What were they?

I have not had the time to read lately so I’m going to say nope.

What hobbies do you have?

My hobbies are dancing, hanging out with friends, spending time with my family, going out to have fun, traveling, and playing with my dog Moose.

What is your worst childhood memory?

I honestly don’t even know if I’ve got one of those, but I kind of tend to forget about those kind of memories though.

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bravethedreamer · 5 years ago

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And as I have you, just in front of me laughing about a joke your friend made, I realize I would like to change how things play out. I wouldn’t change our whole story, which is curious, because I wouldn’t want to change a thing, but I want us to have a different ending.

Us? Is that still a thing, we have been friends for so many yesrs, but still, you feel like a traner sometimes. I never knew what went through your head, I always end up confused when I try.

I’ll never understand, though. How you say you love me behind her back, swear me I am the only person you can ever love, and I am here in my room making myself remember I am just your apparent second choice.

Am I supposed to believe in your words? Knowing you’re texting her when we go out in secret, knowing that you kiss me with all the sweetness you are capable of, but at the end of the they she proudly holds the title of your girlfriend because you are too much of a coward to confess her how you feel?

Maybe I’m done with this, but I love you without asking anything back. Even that is not enough, because I won’t ask, but I know you won’t ever give.

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mimisempai · 3 years ago

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Missing you comes in waves and tonight I'm drowning

Summary:

After seeing Loki disappear before his eyes and confined to the TVA because of the failed mission, Mobius decides to still believe in Loki and search for him. He witnesses the discussion between Sylvie and Loki on the train

Notes:

My theories on the method used by Mobius to locate Loki is probably very far-fetched and lacks technical truth, but that's not the most important point here, so I hope you'll forgive me for my short cuts. (I miss them together!)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32162878

2008 words - Rating G

"Loki! Wait!"

Loki looked at him for a moment before stepping through the portal.

By the time they got there, it was too late Loki and the portal was gone.

"I knew he would betray us as soon as he could!" said one of the hunters right next to Mobius.

"Shut up!" shouted Mobius at him before returning to the TVA.

As he walked toward Ravonna's office, the same thoughts swirled over and over in his head.

Had Loki betrayed him! What were his plans? But worst of all, was he in danger?

He tried to think rationally.

Loki always said he was one step ahead, but Mobius knew that wasn't true. Loki was improvising. Loki was adapting. So reason told Mobius that this is what he had done.

That's when Mobius decided to do something he'd never done in his life at the TVA, he was going to bet on chaos. On the fact that Loki had chosen to follow the variant not only for his own sake but also because it was his mission.

Because Mobius could not imagine that what they had shared was nothing in the eyes of the god.

"Mobius! In my office!"

Ravonna... he was already imagining her reprimands, "I warned you" "he can't be trusted"...

As soon as he entered her office, she showed him a screen and just said, "Look!"

A scene showing the variant fighting in a hallway with the guards and Loki in the locker room retrieving his daggers then arriving at the place where the guards were eliminated.

Next scene Loki and the variant fighting, Loki trying to convince her to team up, at this point, despite the faith he has in him, Mobius could not determine if this is a way to stop her or get what he wants.

Then Rovenna arrives and the variant uses Loki as a hostage.

Mobius could not prevent a gasp.

Still on the screen, seeing that Rovenna is not persuaded, Loki grabs an object that opens a portal above them and he and the Variant disappear.

Mobius tried not to show his relief, but he saw that Rovenna was not fooled.

"So you still trust him?"

Mobius looked at her defiantly, "As long as I don't have concrete, real proof that he betrayed us, yes I’ll trust him!"

"Always the idealistic dreamer huh?"

Mobius didn't answer, Rovenna continued, "You're grounded here until I tell you otherwise. You can get out."

Once out, Mobius sat in a chair, held his head in his hands, and began to think. He was grounded, but there was nothing to stop him from trying to figure out where Loki was.

He just had to figure out how to locate him.

The difference was that now, thanks to Loki, he knew to look in the apocalypses, what he had to find now was the equivalent of that candy, something out of the ordinary, something anachronistic.

He stood up suddenly, he had found it!

He went to the office, where the screen that displayed all the nexuses was located.

"Casey! Come here!"

The younger man got up and joined him. Mobius spoke more softly, "Will you help me with a secret project?"

Casey, who had great respect for the man, nodded.

"Follow me."

They headed into the archive room. Mobius chose a table a little out of the way.

"You sit here. I'll be right back."

A few minutes later, he returned with a stack of files that he separated into two piles.

"In all these apocalypses, we need to find one where it mentions two Lokis variants and unusual magical acts."

"Got it!"

Mobius didn't know if his smoky theory would work out, but he didn't have much choice.

He couldn't help but think back to a similar scene a few days earlier, when Loki had fallen asleep. He had let his guard down in the presence of Mobius, so that meant something, didn't it?

He started to flip through the files.

"M-Mobius! I think I've got it!"

Casey was showing him a file, Lamentis-1 - 2077, a woman reports that two demons tried to attack her. One even allegedly posed as her deceased husband in order to get information.

Mobius could feel it in his bones. It was Loki and the Variant.

He was going to have to gamble on someone again.

"Casey. I need you to keep this a secret for a while longer. If Ravonna gets wind of this, I'm afraid she'll launch an assault and won't hesitate to eliminate Loki."

Casey nodded without taking time to think, "As long as you need Mobius."

Mobius was surprised that he didn't have to persuade Casey more than that.

After all, he seemed to be the good, loyal employee who never disobeyed.

Casey, seeing his reaction, added with a knowing smile, "You know, I like Loki too. He promised me he'd show me what a fish is and you know? The drink he took from me the other day, he bought me another one and apologized. A villain wouldn't take the time to do something like that right?"

Mobius's throat tightened. Casey was the first person other than himself to acknowledge that there was good in Loki.

"Thanks."

Casey nodded and returned to his desk.

Mobius headed straight for the video archive room. The advantage of being an agent of his rank was that he had unrestricted access to this section of the archives.

He searched through the shelves until he found the videos of Lamentis 1 in 2077.

He sat down in front of one of the small projectors provided for this purpose. He was going to start from the described scene that Casey had shown him.

After entering a few parameters, the screen lit up with Loki being blasted by an old woman.

The noise of the meteors that rained down around

Loki and the one who accompanied him, prevented Mobius from hearing what was being said.He pressed the fast-forward button until Loki and the girl, after some trouble to enter the train, found themselves in a box in the dining car.

He turned up the volume to hear their conversation.

He was amazed at how easily they seemed to converse, despite the jabs on both sides, and couldn't help a twinge of annoyance that he refused to recognize as jealousy.

The variant said to Loki, mockingly, "FYI, that wasn't even a plan."

"Oh, really?"

God how Mobius missed that cheeky attitude. Even when unmasked, Loki still had that irritating confidence.

The variant replied, "Plans have multiple steps. Dressing as a guard and getting on a train is just doing a thing."

She couldn't hold back a yawn.

Loki responded, "Oh, are you a bit tired? Feel free to, you know, get some rest."

One thing Mobius had realized and Casey had confirmed to him just before was that Loki cared more about others than he let on if you paid attention.

The variant grunted and replied, "I can't sleep in a place like this."

"You can't sleep on a train?"

The variant retorted, irritated, "No. I can't sleep around untrustworthy people."

Loki replied, still cheeky, "Oh, right. That's me?"

Fearing he might misinterpret what had been said, Mobius pressed rewind and let the scene play out before him.

The image of Loki nodding in agreement about not being able to sleep near people he couldn't trust was superimposed on the image of Loki sound asleep in his company.

He could not suppress the pang of his heart.

Loki trusted him, Loki considered him trustworthy.

While he was thinking, the video had continued and Loki was now talking about his mother.

Mobius had witnessed Loki's relationship with his mother and his devastation at the news of her death.

Loki's voice had become more hushed, with that hint of fragility he had whenever he spoke of her.

"She was, um... A Queen of Asgard. She was good. Purely decent."

Then the variant and Loki respectively provoked each other about the fact that they were adopted and Loki continued, "You know, when I was young, she'd do these little bits of magic for me. Like turn a flower into a frog or cast fireworks over the water. It all seemed impossible. But she told me that I'd be able to do it too because... Because I could do anything. You wanna see?"

Loki sets off tiny fireworks over his hand.

Mobius could not deny his feelings at that moment.

The sight of magic coming from Loki's hands, pure magic, was enchanting.

Loki continued, "She was the kinda person you'd want to believe in you."

Mobius could not help but whisper, "Loki, I believe in you."

For a few moments he didn't catch the conversation until it was audible again. Apparently they were talking about their love interests.

The variant asked Loki, "How about you? You're a prince. Must've been would-be-princesses or perhaps, another prince." She finished with a wink.

Loki, replied with a serious look, "A bit of both. I suspect the same as you. But, nothing ever..."

The variant finished his sentence, "real."

"Let me find you and I'll prove to you how real it is." Mobius didn't realize he was speaking aloud. He pushed fast-forward again.

The Variant had fallen asleep and Loki looked a little giddy.

Loki waved his hand and was back in his TVA agent costume.

He could wear the illusion of any outfit, and he chose this one. Why stay in these clothes?

Mobius really didn't want to be under any illusions, because how could he imagine that someone like Loki, a prince, a god, would want to claim a belonging to something like the TVA... to someone like Mobius?

Loki had started to dance and sing.

Mobius could not help but laugh. Then his laughter died down as Loki's song became more melancholic,

I stormsvarte fjell, jeg vandrer alene

Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem

I eplehagen står møyen den vene

og synger "når kommer du hjem?"

Men traner danser og fossene stanser

når hun synger, hun synger "kom hjem"

Then seeming to regain his spirits, Loki began to dance and sing happily again as if trying to prevent nostalgia from invading him.

When the music stopped, he joined the Variant and resumed his seat in front of him. Mobius managed to understand what they were saying to each other.

"What did you just sing to look so disturbed?"

Loki looked a little moved and answered him with the voice Mobius knew well, the one he used when he was serious, when he was sincere.

"It's Asgardian, it says:

In storm-black mountains, I wander alone

Over the glacier I make my way

In the apple garden stands the maiden fair and sings,

"When will you come home?"

Loki stopped, apparently moved, and the Variant simply said, "So there's a would-be-princess somewhere..."

Loki chuckled looking so sad before answering her, "I like metaphors you know, it's not a princess it's a prince, and I don't know if he's waiting for me or hoping to see me again, it's not even really my home, but..."

"But you'd like to believe that right?"

Loki nodded.

Mobius, didn't dare to believe that it was him that Loki was talking about, even though he couldn't stop the hope from rising up inside him.

The video continued, much more animated, after a wild fight, both jumped off the moving train and found themselves walking through a kind of desert towards the energy source they apparently needed to reactivate the tempad.

Mobius saw Loki suddenly stop, looking shocked. But Mobius was unable to hear what they were saying, the sound of the meteors again covering their voices.

Suddenly, Loki shouted louder, "But they don't know that!"

And they began to run.

Mobius could see that Loki was repeating something as he ran, an expression that Mobius had never seen on his face. Like he was worried. But he couldn't hear him. He zoomed in closer to try to read Loki's lips and finally succeeded.

Mobius.

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The whole serie here : The story of Loki and Mobius

Not beta'd I hope you enjoyed it 🥰

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Hiroshima - sidste stop i Japan

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Hiroshima - sidste stop i Japan

Efter knapt to helt fantastiske uger i en stor del af Japan, var vi nu kommet til vores sidste stop, Hiroshima. Vi ankom endnu en gang efter en behagelig tur med lyntoget Shinkansen. Hiroshima har ligesom København vandet som omdrejningspunkt, og udover havnet i syd løber den store flod, Ota, gennem Hiroshima hvor den forgrener sig ud i 6 mindre floder. Vi startede med en lille gåtur i byen, og kom til Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum. Det meste af det var lukket pga. ombygning, men der var stadig en temmelig stor udstilling, hvortil vi købte os adgang for den nette sum af 12 kr. pr. person. Det handlede naturligvis om atombombeangrebet for hvilket Hiroshima er mest berømt, og var både enormt interessant, rørende og tankevækkende.

Da vi kom ud igen, kunne vi se de næste par tegn på byens tragiske historie. På museet kunne man købe porcelænsfigurer, der forestiller de origamitraner der kan ses overalt i byen. Papirsfuglene blev foldet i massevis af en lille pige ved navn Sadako Sasaki, der blev eksponeret for radioaktiv stråling som 2-årig, da verdens første atombombe anvendt i krig blev kastet over Hiroshima. Inden hun som 10-årig døde af leukemi, troede hun på, at det kunne hjælpe hende til at blive rask, hvis hun foldede origamifuglene. Fuglene er i dag et symbol på fred, og der bliver hvert år doneret 10 millioner fugle ved Childrens Peace Monument. Fuglene kommer i mange variationer, bl.a. sat på snore eller på et lærred hvor de kan udgøre et billede.

Origami Traner, Children’s Peace Monument, Hiroshima

Blot et par hundrede meter herfra stod A-bomb Dome. En af de få bygninger i nærheden af eksplosionens centrum, der ikke var blæst fuldstændigt omkuld af trykbølgen. Denne ruin er helt special, da den markerer nøjagtigt det sted hvor atombomben sprang. Man mener at netop denne bygning, modsat så mange andre blev stående, fordi bomben sprang lodret over den i ca. 600 meters højde, og at trykbølgen derfor forplantede sig ned gennem murene i stedet for at rive dem fra hinanden. Det var en vild fornemmelse at tænke på, at en af krigens og historiens største brutaliteter (hvis ikke den største) fandt sted netop her. Ligeså ubegribeligt var det at se sig omkring og forestille sig, at alt hvad man kunne se herfra engang blev udslettet på ej øjeblik…

A-bomb Dome, Hiroshima

Vi tjekkede ind på vores kapselhotel om aftenen, for at få den fulde japanske oplevelse. Det er egentligt et genialt koncept, der i bund og grund er det samme som hostels med køjesenge, blot med lidt mere stil. En masse pupper eller kapsler inde i

Kapselhotel, Hiroshima

væggen, hvor man kravler ind og sover eller ser lidt tv. Vi fik et dobbeltværelse, så vi havde et lille værelse og hver vores kapsel. Så gik vi til køjs, og stod op om torsdagen til en helt anderledes dag, end de andre vi havde oplevet i Japan.

Torsdag – Miyajima

Torsdag morgen tog vi sporvognen til havnen ved Miyajimaguchi for at tage færgen over til øen Miyajima. Inden vi kom dertil, blev vi fascinerede af det lille stadion, der lå ned til et lille afgrænset havnebassin. Inde i det lukkede område fræsede bittesmå motorbåde rundt, i et kapløb af 5-10 omgange. Det var os en gåde om det er en stor ting i Japan, for der var både indendørs og udendørs tribuner og en storskærm med billeder af racerne, stillingen og live billeder af løbet. Da vi endelig fik løsrevet os, tog vi færgen over til Miyajima.

Øen er kendt for sine tamme sikahjorte, der vader rundt i byen og er til at komme tæt på. Da vi kom i havn orienterede vi os på et kort, og så at der var et bestemt sted man kunne se dem. Vi var indforståede med, at vi nok skulle holde godt øje, og væbne os med tålmodighed, så vi blev en anelse overraskede, da vi kom ud af havneterminalen, og så at de gik rundt over det hele lige foran bygningen. Vi fik klappet nogle hjorte og taget en hulens masse billeder, og grinet af nogle dumme turister der ikke helt kunne styre det, og blev stanget eller fik gumlet på deres tøj eller vifter. Efterfølgende bevægede vi os til den berømte port (Itsukushima floating torii), der er kendt fra mange postkort. Miyajima blev i mange år betragtet som værende en hellig ø. Så hellig at man ikke måtte betræde den, og derfor er denne torii bygget ude i vandet. Rådyrene var ligeledes hellige, og øen var deres – det er den i og for sig stadig, så man skal holde godt fast i sin mad hvis man vil beholde den…

Sikahjort, Miyajima

Der var utroligt mange turister på øen, men så snart man bevægede sig lidt ind på øen stilnede det lidt af. Vi tog en vandretur på ca. 2,3 km, hvor vi kun mødte nogle enkelte andre vandrere. Turen tog omkring en time og tyve minutter, og gik fra havniveau op i ca. 520 meters højde på toppen af Mt. Misen. Desværre var vejret gråt og en smule regnfuldt, så billederne blev ikke gode. Men udsigten var fantastisk; man kunne se ud over hele øen og til Hiroshima og alle de omkringliggende øer.

Great Torii, Miyajima

Da vi kom ned igen kølede vi af med vores nye favorit, shaved ice, inden vi gik om på den modsatte side af øen for at bade på stranden (Tsutsumigaura Beach). På vej derom så vi omtrent 50 vilde dådyr, der dog ikke var ligeså menneskevante som dem vi havde set tidligere, så de holdt sig en smule på afstand. Efter en lækker svømmetur travede vi tilbage til færgen for at tage hjem, og var lettere overraskede over, at byen nu lå fuldstændig øde hen.

Sikahjort, Miyajima

Tak for en fantastisk tur, Cecilie!

Læs også de øvrige artikler fra Japan: Tokyo – Fuji – Kyoto

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