Mobius M. Mobius

the mun: Trice age: 27 years old timezone: cet /gmt + 2 experience: 15 years (11 on tumblr) language: german, englisch

I’m sick of drama. I will dodge any attempt to pull me into drama and will block people that force it on me. I rp as a fun and nice escape out of life, I don’t need drama.

Don’t stress me over posts. It’s totally fine to message me, there is always the possibility that I missed a reply, but don’t spam my inbox about it.

Sometimes I need time to reply, I may not always have muse for a thread, please give me time.

I am always up for plotting, don’t be scared to shoot me a message.

Even if we didn’t have a thread, don’t be scared to send me a meme-ask, I love them and they are amazing to start things.

Smut and adult topics are completely fine for me to be involved in the plots and replies, I do prefer to write m/m-smut, and will most likely not wrtie any m/f-smut. Mobius is portrayed as bisexual though.

my ask and direct messages are open to non-mutuals for b´potential plots, though, I will keep the right to turn down rp-requests when not feeling the muses

I will only interact with muses that have a real-life-face

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  loki watched from his spot, keeping back his lips from smiling wider than they should. a curious man, mobius. or clone or whatever he thought he was. it was of little importance. though, he did often behave like one. devoted at a fault, keen on dismissing himself in the process. truly curious.

  “it’s not our work, it’s your work that i was dragged into. either way you’re far more interesting than piles of files. there you go, proving my point.” loki reached out again, taking the man’s tempad this time before he could object. he sat back comfortably against his seat, flipping the tempad in the air and catching it again while eyeing it curiously. 

  odd little things. and quite impressive that humans were able to suppress coordinates of every moment and space in one little device. whoever couldn’t harness magic, they created it with materials. 

  “fine. you’re not frowning, you’re slouching, which can create just as many wrinkles and you have little room for that. come on, hop hop. you will achieve nothing if you can’t keep your eyes on your beloved files.” after dropping the tempad in his pocket      because as much as mobius would complain he wasn’t taking it back any time soon      he stood, tapping mobius’s shoulder twice to get him to comply. “i saw some nice grapes at the cafeteria, get up.” 

Mobius ended up raising a brow at Loki. “I mean, if you rather be pruned than assisting me with my work, that surely can be arranged.” After all, he wouldn’t force Loki to assist him. Sure, his help was definitely a blessing, but Mobius was a capable analyst. Mobius let out a bit of a huffing noise, only halfheartedly trying to keep Loki from taking the TemPad from him, but well, what should he do. Tired Mobius isn’t much of a fighter. His arms cross over his chest while he leaned back, watching the god in front of him. Playful kitten, isn’t he? 

“Slouching? Me?” He once again had to chuckle. “If you say so, but the wrinkles, I think it’s a bit too late to worry about those.” Though time was flowing differently in the TVA, he wasn’t exactly what one would consider young and with the silver hair, he probably didn’t give much of a youthful look. “Grapes? You think grapes are something that would lure me anywhere?” Some sloppy joes, maybe, but grapes? “Fine, stop that, I am not a lapdog..” Mobius got to his feed, rubbing the palm of his hand over his tired face. “We go have grapes.. and then more files. At least for me. Doing my work and all..” He looked up at Loki shortly before moving past him and over to the door, holding it open for the other. “Grapes..” 

  the sorcerer leaned back, fingers tangled together atop his lap whilst staring at the agent with a twinkle of mirth in his eyes. “everything you just said would actually be a good start. first you undermine, to appear collected. and then you sprinkle in some flattery to pave way for a change of subjects.” loki leaned over, eyes glancing warningly at mobius as he reached out and took the agent’s soda can, sipping some himself. he still thought it tastes like static, no matter how many times he tried it. 

  “and if given the chance, you focus on other things. like this drink you seem to love so much.” and for that very reason, loki did not give it back. instead, he sipped again. “now, if you don’t want me to tire my pretty head, i think it’s about time you shared with the class. so, what has agent mobius m. mobius’s face all frowning?” 

Loki was smart, something Mobius hardly ever forgot, still, he sometimes liked to believe the other wasn’t that smart. With his mind constantly focused on a job, a higher course so to say, the analyst often ignored his own state. But with curious eyes so often focused on him, someone else obviously noticed his state. His gaze dropped when Loki began pointing out some of his tactics. Mobius remained calm, by the time Loki had his can, he already knew he wouldn’t get it back. “It isn’t of much importance.” Talking about himself? Mobius hardly did that. “You could put more of that curiosity into our work, honestly, that would be very appreciated.” Casually Mobius would get the TemPad from his jacket, checking through some things, just to distract from this very awkward situation he was in now. “Plus, I am not frowning.” He was exhausted, this was all and it wasn’t important enough to be even mentioned.

            continued from here, @mmmxbius​​.

  “is it an alphabetical list you’d prefer or by the order i figured it out?” the jotun quirked a brow, resting his chin on his bent wrist, elbow propped on his crossed knee. he wouldn’t deny it, it amused him, mobius’s attempt at hiding.

  “if i told you, i’m sure you would find a way to break the habits. why should i make it harder for me to tell? you’re already unwilling enough to speak up as is.” 

Mobius was chuckling to himself quietly. “I think by the order you noticed, that’s by far more interesting.” The silver haired male sighed softly, shaking his head. “No big deal and definitely no need for you to use that pretty head of yours for too much thinking and worries about me.” He was licking his lower lip shortly before taking a sip from his canned Josta.

“What is giving me away?” Funny, somehow he thought he was good at the whole pokerface thing, keeping it up and all that.

“You and me in a shared future?” Mobius was for sure surprised to hear the mans worries about the potential of a future. “I am not planning to go anywhere, so let’s hope for the best? You’re a god and while I am at the TVA, I am not tied to the concept of time.” But how did Loki want him in the potential future? A friendship through time? An ally? A lover?

“Oh really? What gave me away?” There was no need to deny it when he himself had told the other about his feelings before. He was smirking at Kelly, curious eyes focused on the other. “Of course I always hope the feelings are mutual.”

Loki wondered if maybe he was starting to worry the other. Though who could blame him when he was constantly lost in his own thoughts? A lot had changed for him, seeing his life play out in front of him, meeting different variants of himself, all doomed to lose. Then not being able to find Mobius after the betrayal of Sylvie… He couldn’t help but be tied up in his own mind. “I’m ok now. And it’s not too much, I like you being here.” He gave him a smile before nodding, “I could eat a little yeah.” 

Somehow everything had been so insanely busy lately. Just lots of work, troublesome variants. It would be nice to just hang out with Gemma again, just the two of them, some nice food and maybe some not work related conversation. “Yeah I mean, you could assume feeding us properly shouldn’t really be that hard. We’re managing the proper flow of time after all so, I would definitely sign that petition, though, we both know I do like the sloppies.” He leaned in the doorway, smiling over at her. “You’re done for today, right? Because then we could go immediately. I am hungry.” He was shortly patting his belly. “I don’t know, I am open minded, do you have any craving?”

       “GOOD. maybe under my influence, you’ll learn how to have a bit of fun, for a change.” if she can continue to convince him to venture outside the TVA, there’s no telling the sort of mischief they could get up to. not that she isn’t ( begrudingly ) enjoying helping him out with this variant case, but she’s staunchly of the opinion that too much work & too little play is bad for morale. they need a vacation, she thinks. she doubts it would take much prodding to get him onto a jet-ski, if the situation arose… & she’s about to suggest just that when, for the second time today, he throws her utterly off guard. there’s no hiding the warmth that floods her cheeks upon hearing his – entirely accurate – accusation. “I… I suppose I do find you more than tolerable to look at. for a human, that is.” vaguely, she wonders if he’s even that. are the TVA agents from midgard, or elsewhere? just something else she intends to uncover while snooping about in the archives. 

Mobius was nodding slightly, obviously really considering what she said about maybe having a bit more fun. His TVA life wasn’t exactly filled with joy or anything nice. He was there to work, he was there to keep the multiverse balances, going after versions and variants of others that caused a little or a lot of trouble in the multiverses. So maybe he deserved a bit of fun every once in a while? His attentive eyes remained focused on the goddess in front of him. “I happily take more than tolerable to look at.” He surely wouldn’t get any nicer compliment from Loki and Mobius, he took it with amusement. “Should have seen me in my younger years before I got all grey and soft.” He replied easily with a little wink. He was looking at her one last time before letting his gaze wander around. “So, I think you may want to remain in that form a little longer, so, let me see, what can we do out here?” What did someone do when not working?