“Let me help. A hundred years or so from now, I believe, a famous novelist will write a classic using that theme. He'll recommend those three words even over I love you.”
— James T. Kirk in Star Trek Season 1, Episode 28: The City on the Edge of Forever
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When Six and McKern Two are going through their respective charades but neither can really hide their contempt for the other’s performance *chef’s kiss*
"oooooh aren't you the inscrutable little genius artiste should we throw a party should we invite the last of the surviving dadaists"
For the ask game! Lokius+ (some options!) “…in a rush of adrenaline” “…in relief” “…as a promise”
It took me AGES to get round to these (and then I accidentally did all three!)
The last two are interlinked.
…in relief
"Show me."
"I told you, Loki, I’m fine."
Loki took Mobius by the arm, steering him away from the remaining Hunters. "The last time you said that you spent two weeks in the infirmary," he reminded him, voice tight.
"Only ‘cos you weren’t around to patch me up," Mobius mumbled, slurring his words slightly from sheer exhaustion.
At least Loki hoped it was from exhaustion.
An away team of twenty, and only five of them had made it this far. Loki hadn’t been able to heal the others; the poison – or whatever it was – resisted his magic. If one of those creatures had sunk its teeth into Mobius…
He took Mobius’ hand, heart racing as he forced himself to look at the jagged crimson line cutting across the agent’s palm. The wound was superficial, but more importantly it was clean, with none of tell-tale signs of infection.
"Well?"
Loki was silent for a moment, tears pricking the back of his eyelids.
"It’s ok," said Mobius quietly, "you can tell me if…"
He trailed off with a soft gasp as Loki pressed a kiss to the inside of his wrist.
"You’ll be fine," he murmured, healing the injury with a gentle pulse of magic. He brushed his thumb over the smooth skin of Mobius’ palm, reassuring himself that the wound was fully healed.
"See?," Mobius chuckled, sounding slightly breathless. "Told you so."
…in a rush of adrenaline
The acrid smell of smoke filled the TVA’s corridors. Loki leaned against the crumbling remains of a wall, waiting for the dizziness to subside. Being forcibly yanked through time didn’t get any easier, even after hundreds of so-called jumps.
157 to be exact. Not that he was counting.
It always started the same way: with a tugging sensation in his chest, like someone was pulling on an invisible thread, followed by darkness and silence. Sometimes he’d open his eyes to find himself in some far-flung corner of the Nine Realms, on a mission to reset a timeline or capture a dangerous variant. Other times he’d be back at the TVA - in the cafeteria, at the desk he’d shared with Mobius in the archives, or (like now, apparently) plunged into the midst of a battle.
Only one thing remained constant. Wherever and whenever he ended up, Mobius was never far away. It was only a matter of finding him.
A deafening explosion shook the ground, followed by frantic shouting and the clatter of the Hunters’ steel-reinforced boots.
"He’s losing too much blood, I don’t think he’s gonna make it…"
B-15’s voice. Loki’s heart pounded, adrenaline spiking. If Mobius was out there, if he was injured –
"Loki?"
Loki blinked, eyes stinging as he peered through the smoky haze. A familiar figure rounded the corner: slightly older than when Loki had last seen him, and a lot more dishevelled, but wonderfully, gloriously alive.
"Mobius," he gasped, shaky with relief. “We need to hurry. This place is about to –”
Mobius didn’t give him the chance to finish, pushing him up against the wall (or what was left of it) and kissing him with a desperation that knocked the air from Loki’s lungs, leaving him dazed and breathless.
"You were saying?"
Loki stared, at an uncharacteristic loss for words. Another explosion echoed through the building, causing an alarmingly large chunk of the ceiling to come crashing down.
"C'mon," Mobius urged, grabbing his hand. "Follow me."
…as a promise
"You kissed me," Loki repeated. He still looked slightly dazed.
"Yep," Mobius chuckled fondly, reaching up to brush a smudge of ash from Loki’s sharp cheekbone. He’d opened a Time Door and practically dragged Loki through, stumbling out into the first place he’d thought of – the ash-blackened ruins of Pompeii. They’d be safe here, for a while at least. "You don’t usually act this surprised about it," he ventured. Loki’s bemused reaction was making him a little nervous.
"'Usually'." Loki frowned, a tell-tale furrow appearing between his brows. Mobius resisted the urge to smooth it away. "So… we’ve done this before?"
Oh.
Mobius swallowed, suddenly hesitant. "Yeah, we’ve done this before," he said quietly. "Or… we will. I guess you haven’t got to that part yet." He’d known this was a possibility, of course he had - with their timelines out of sync it was getting harder and harder to keep track of who remembered what. But Loki hadn't rematerialised for months, and suddenly catching sight of him like that... he hadn’t stopped to think, scared that Loki was about to vanish again.
The words came out in a jumbled rush. "I’m so sorry, Loki. If I’d known this was gonna be the first time - for you, I mean…" He started to move away - after all, from Loki’s perspective their relationship had just escalated several notches very quickly, the least Mobius could do was give him some space.
Loki instantly grabbed hold of his tie and reeled him back in.
"Loki -?"
All coherent thoughts fled from his mind as Loki pulled him into a searing kiss, their bodies pressed so closely together that he could feel Loki’s heart beating inside his chest. Mobius closed his eyes, losing himself in the delicious sensation of Loki’s lips on his. He’d have happily lived in this moment forever - but the multiverse, as always, had other ideas.
Loki broke away with a gasp, tensing in Mobius’ arms.
"Already?" Mobius couldn't help the note of desperation that crept into his voice. "I thought we’d have more time."
Loki shook his head. "I don’t know how to stop it. I keep trying, but I – I can’t…"
"Shhhh. I know, sweetheart. This isn’t your fault." Mobius kissed the corner of Loki’s mouth, the fine lines around his eyes, that adorable cease between his brows. "Just hang in there, ok? We’re gonna figure out a way to fix this, I promise."
He wasn’t sure if Loki could still hear him; he kept talking anyway, murmuring soothing words until Loki faded from his arms.
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"–orry." The word is muffled into the scratchy yet safe and warm shoulder of Mobius' jacket.
"It's okay. It's all going to be okay."
"–t's not."
"We've made it through worse."
Loki shakes their head. There is nothing worse than the thought of losing him. Mobius is the one with those damned red marks. One on each limb. They don't want to consider what happens next.
Some comfort in this trying time. I desperately need to finish this one.
Tagged these lovely people on Sunday: @megglesthegeek @seaofendlessnight @elodiah @kcscribbler @mobiusismycomfortcharacter
@westwardly @blackbirdofasgard
Plz consider yourselves tagged for WIP Wednesday, show off your snippets
And passing the tag onto: @thosegayoldmen @lokimobius @cha-melodius @insert-witty-user-name-here @lgwilt
Thank you for the tags, @andthekitchensinkao3 @justabigoldnerd @loki-is-my-kink-awakening @mobiusismycomfortcharacter !
Mobius is awakened, not precisely abruptly, but certainly quick enough to startle him, by a slight thud and sudden weight on his chest that rapidly leaves it with a flutter of shivering paper.
"What the — " He stares in groggy bemusement down at the small cascade of file folders and other assorted debris that has apparently toppled over onto the bed beside him. "Were you seeing how many things you could stack on top of me without waking me up?"
"Yes," Loki replies absently, engrossed in a file at his left, ankles crossed neatly atop the sheets and brandishing a pencil in one hand. "It is an appalling number, by the way. You really must be exhausted."
(inspiration for this, lmao)
Late in the day, but tagging @elodiah @lokimobius @blackbirdofasgard @westwardly @thewildballyntynesgrow @thosegayoldmen @insomniaflarrow @impulsemuppet @boredandqueer @forgan-forge and open tag for anyone else :)
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Chapter 34 of Dividing Lines is out in the world! In which plans are made to defeat the Founder. Co-authored with brilliant @insert-witty-user-name-here 💚
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