They call me The Yearner

https://archiveofourown.org/works/89723631

https://archiveofourown.org/works/89782491

thank you @blackbirdofasgard for the tag!

i have once again just posted a drabble so heres seven more sentences from that 🧡💚

In the silence, his soft cries echoed pitifully off the cold marble. The voices of countless dying timelines cried back at him.

When a pair of hands took hold of him, he couldn't fight. He allowed himself to be jostled by the shoulders and rolled onto his back. But after a moment he realized the action wasn't rough. The hands were clumsy and cumbersome but moved so slowly and gently, one sliding carefully under his back, the other his knees.

As he felt himself lifted off the ground, Loki finally cracked his eyes open to find a wonderfully familiar face peering down at him through a glass domed helmet.

between this and wip wednesday i have now shared the majority of this one i think 😅

“Smile!” “Do I really have to pose for an ID card?” Loki grimaced, turning his face away from B-15, who stood in front of him poised with a bulky ancient-looking instant camera. “Can’t people just let me through doors because—well, because I’m me?” Or, Loki gets his photo taken for the new TVA identification cards.

Words: 1,629, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Loki (TV 2021)

Rating: General Audiences

Relationships: Loki/Mobius M. Mobius

#second eps will always be famous 💕